RP#1

"I'm going to let you in on a secret......."

The pitch black of the TV screen slowly starts to give away to reveal a old cemetery that the world has forgotten about. It is over grown, covered in moss, over grown trees and hardwood saplings. The headstones are worn smooth after centuries of abuse from mother nature, some head stones are cracked, knocked over and lay broken as the soil slowly engulfs it burying it forever. We hear Chamber, his low baritone voice setting the mood.......

"I'm a hoarder."

A crow swoops in and lands on a headstone just under the shadow of the old oak tree with it branches stretched out in every direction blocking out the sun blanketing as much of the cemetery as it can in darkness.

"I can't help myself. I collect things. I see it. I like it. I want it.

I TAKE IT!"

Chamber growls I take it and it startles the crow and it flies off.

"I know what I like. My collection......

is like no other collection you will ever see.

You can search the face of the world, crawl into every dark corner you can find and you won't find the collection I have.

Every piece is special.

Every piece has a story.

Every piece meets it end when I finally wrap my hands around it.

Every story ends the same.

Every piece......."

The camera jumps to a headstone near the front of the cemetery near the old iron fence. It's faded from wear and tear but the headstone reads : X Cess

"I collect. I put them here.

This is where I stash my collection.

This is my hoarding nightmare.

This weekend I WILL add a new piece to my collection.

A new shiny piece to call my own."

The camera jumps to another headstone. It's weathered just like the last but you can read it a touch more clearly and it reads : Sigma

"This piece I seek....

It could be the center piece of my collection.

I have sought this piece....."

The camera starts to rapidly show multi headstones, each one with different names chiseled into them.
Names like : Khoas.
Burtino

"For what feels like a life time.

It's a piece that I will be the crown jewel in my collection.

Not because it's the most valuable piece in my collection."

Japhy Ryder
Dreamer
Moondawg

"But this is the one piece that has pissed me off the most.

It has crossed me more than any other piece in the collection.

I want it.

I desire it.

I will take it.

Only because I f*cking HATE it the most."

Mad Cyril
Wilburman
Billy Dreamer

"Believe it or not, some of the pieces in my collection I hold in high esteem. I view them as a equal. On par with me. They gave it their best shot, they tried to take the Monster down. They tried to bring my reign of terror to a end.

But at the end of the day.

They
All
Failed."

Cobalt
Widowmaker
Night Stalker

"They all failed. I warned them. I told them to read the papers, check the stories because the rumors were true. You can't stop something that refuses to stop. They tried to climb the mountain that has never been climbed, has never known what it's like to submit. What it feels to be conquered. Many have tried, none could stake their flag in the summit and mark it as their own.

That sort of thing.

Just will never happen."

The camera comes to a end on a new headstone. A fresh headstone and there is no name etched into it.

"The pieces in my collection......
They are the people who dared to challenges me.
They dared to stop the mighty Chamber.
They didn't heed the warnings.
They ignored the flashing yellow lights.
They laughed at the tarot readings that told their future.
That death was on the way.
They all learned....
the hard way.
There is no way to defeat me.
To beat me
Even if you were lucky enough to get your hand raised in victory.....
you still didn't truly win.
I'm still here. Breathing. Without a scrap on me.
You on the other hand. Are forever changed.
Every day you wake up, that pain you feel in every joint.....
Is a reminder of the battle you had with Chamber.
And it's that pain you are forced to live with every day for the rest of your life.....
Was the price you paid for your stupidity.
Ignorance
For thinking, you could hurt me.
Stop me
No one never really wins when I'm in the ring.
I'll get up in the morning without a care in the world.
I'll feel no ill effect from our battle.
You on the other hand.....
Will never be the same."

The camera pans back from the new headstone and standing in front of it is Chamber. Dressed in black. The wind gently blowing through his long black hair. Chamber's eyes are fixed on the headstone.

"And this is where I will add the newest piece in my collection. My collection in the souls I reap from every nah sayer. Every fool who wanted to have a pissing contest. That one guy who wanted to show the world just who had the biggest set of balls. This is where I keep them. This is where they come to die and this Saturday in Philadelphia. I will add a piece that I have coveted for a while now. Unlike the other pieces in my collection. None of them have pissed me off like this one has. More than my own brother if you can believe that. This.......this is where I will place Joe Jones. The center piece.
The crown jewel.
And when I do. It will be bittersweet."

Chamber slowly closes his eyes and opens them now looking off into the distance.

"We grew up together. We trained together. We might be cousins but I considered you a brother. Till you stabbed me in the back. Now it's time to pay the piper Joe. It's time to pay up and since it's clear I won't get anything of a monetary value, I will have to take from you the next best thing."

Chamber slowly turns around and looks right into the camera.

"Your blood."

Chamber starts to slowly walk out of his cemetery leaving his collection behind to look at for another day....

Fade out.


RIP Dave Brockie