Post by Steve Sinclair on Jan 27, 2017 19:56:03 GMT
The rain has let up, like the poor being tossed moldy bread from the king, giving you just enough to life, but not enough to get strong and healthy to someday over throw the un ruling bastard, But that is life.
Snuggled in the woods in his stone shack when...................
A knock is on the door, a small hand too. Chamber opens the door to answer it after a few seconds. He looks around and sees no one. Kinda annoyed more than anything, knocking and running in the middle of no where’s, Chamber starts to close the door when a voice is heard.
“No, Don’t shut the door.”
“And break the open invitation.”
“To start over.”
“And see what you have missed.”
“And missing.”
Chamber pauses, his back is to the door, “What the fuck?” He says.
“Turn around.”
“Down here.”
“Here we are.”
Chamber turns around and looks around again.
“Look down.”
“Towards your feet.”
“For we are just weeds in a garden to you.”
Sure enough, Chamber looks down. His looks surprised. With his free hand, he brushes back his hair, pinning it behind his ear. And as he does, pinches himself to make sure this isn’t a dream. Sure enough, it’s not. Now he starts thinking, “What the hell are two fucking midgets doing on my door step?”
“Oh great one.”
“We have came.”
“For you.”
“To lead you home.”
“And show you what you are missing.”
“The richest of the land.”
“And a match that was signed.”
“With out you knowing.”
“And the one you call.”
“Julie Ann,”
“She misses you.”
“Greatly.”
“For we are weeds in a garden to you.”
“Oh great one.”
“Good lord.” Chamber thinks, “I know the shit I drank two days ago was old and stale, but was it that bad that two days later I get this?” One of the midgets holds out his hand, offering to lead Chamber to where ever.
“Come.”
“With us.”
Some noise is coming from inside the house, Chamber turns around, the door opens up a bit. Inside, on the wooden floor, is Chamber’s maid, Chrissie chasing around Chamber’s pet Guinea pig who has gotten lose. The brown and white piggy scrambles as Chrissie is hunched over, running after him yelling “GET BACK HERE FUCKER!” The piggy nails scratch and slide on the surface of the wooden floor, thus, helping him from being caught. Chrissie’s hand swats towards him, but he able to slide and avoid the big hand, He chatters, getting pissed off himself. Chamber can’t help but laugh as Chrissie falls flat on her face chasing the little rodent as JR runs on his tips of his nails, as his ball sacks drags on the floor behind him. Chamber chuckles and shakes his head. The dream is bad so far, so why stop it. He turns and faces the two Siamese twin midgets, slowly grasping the hand of the two, He starts to walk with them, out of the woods, leaving the stone cabin and the excitement of Chrissie and JR for another day.
Little does he know, this is no dream.
Several hours later, after the have walked 50 miles, and Chamber carried them some 15 miles, they have reached the IWA offices. A little tired, Chamber stops and sits on the front steps to the offices, The two twin midgets climb down off his shoulders. Chamber sighs in relief. Chamber leans back on the steps, trying to get the knot out of his back from the added weight on his shoulders. The two twin midgets stand in front of him, side by side. Chamber stares at them. The look alike, dress alike, and finish the other’s sentence. And on top of that, They look up at Chamber for some odd reason. Why in earth would two 2 foot dudes be so.....something to a man who is over seven feet tall. It is weird, unnerving, and all the stares, rubber neckers along the way didn’t help either. many question float around in Chamber’s mind, but one stands out.
“Who are they? How did they find me? And why did they make me walk all the way here?”
Chamber caught his breathe. The two midgets wait.
“So, why we here?” Chamber asks.
“True love.”
“Brings us here today.”
Chamber sits up, you know, so he can get down to their level. “True love you say?”
“Yes.”
“A heart is broken.”
“And needs mending.”
Chamber rubs his chin. “Sorry guys, but I think Amy is spoken for.” Chamber says, cause, the last he knew, She has midgets running around. I know they were ninja's, but hey, maybe the out grew their pj’s.
“Sorry.”
“But Amy.”
“Is not the heart that is broken.”
“It is yours.”
“And half of it still remains in the building.”
“Office.”
“Apartment.”
“With the one you love.”
“And the emptiness fills your soul.”
“And a void is growing.”
“Day by day.”
“Hour by hour.”
Chamber gets the picture. He leans on his elbows on his knees. “Sorry guys, but it is over with us.”
“No it’s not.”
“She is yearning.”
“And growing tired.”
“Worrying.”
“And she has secret.”
“As well.”
“One that will bring you closer.”
“Together.”
“Ever more.”
“Secret? What secret?” Chamber asks.
“One.”
“Only she.”
“Can tell you.”
“But.”
“Another love is being lost as well.”
“One that feeds you.”
“The one that explains why you are here.”
“The one, that has brought you to this point.”
“And Monday, “
“A show is happening.”
“And you will have no part to play.”
“That is the love.”
“That is also missing.”
“Well I am sorry you guys won’t be able to see me wrestle this week, try again next week.” Chamber says.
“Tis more than that.”
“You think so.” Chamber says getting pissed now.
“Bitter feelings remain between blood, a wrong was created a long time ago, and needs to be corrected.”
“ASAP.”
That gets Chamber thinking. And calms down as well. He looks up at the twin midgets.
“Who set ya?” He asks.
“The one who graces us with his presence.”
“The one who provides shelter for us.”
“And many others like us.”
“He is our employer.”
“Our hero.”
“Our king.”
“And our friend.”
“He is.”
(Together) “Donnie Cole.”
“Hero to all of us little people.”
“Like a real life Jesus.”
“Who shall never die.”
Chamber ever so slowly nods his head. “I see.”
“He sent us.”
“To help you.”
“To wake up from your.”
“Winter sleep.”
“For it can’t rain all the time.”
Donnie Cole. Chamber remembers him now. He was the guy he gave the tag belt to, and to keep Cyril off his back.
Fade back to last Sunday night.........
“Damn straight I beat his ass. He is now officially my bitch. But trust me, things ain't over yet. Not by a long way. Dude, I swear, we'll be in the squared square dancing with each other again soon....Much like Optimus Prime and Megatron when I get him re-instated to the transformers...” Cole says.
Chamber rubs his chin, Not a huge fan of the Transformers, but he knows Cyril is not huge on losing, especially after new comer waltz’s in and beat him at his own game. “So, I take it you like beating Cyril’s ass huh?’
“Like it? Brotha, if I enjoyed it anymore, it would contend with my enjoyment of owning midgets and laughing at them. Its a rush dude, and I love a rush. Especially seeing as he is no more than a manc bastard who from somewhere has got the impression he can wrestle.”
“Love a rush huh, Hey, I have something for you then, A little....I don’t know, a little something. I’ll give you something, but you have to promise me to keep Cyril busy as my plate is a little full right now. I don’t care how you do it, and you can keep it too. What ya say?”
“Give me something eh? Well, if it means I get to kick Cyril's ass, I need no more reason than my personal pleasure in doing so. But something in reward? Well, another midget could help me out in my mission I suppose....”
“This is much better than a retarded midget. This is what Cyril wants, something he desires and will do anything to get it!” Chamber growls.
“Anything you say? Well dude, don't keep me waiting, what the hell is it? A white wine spritser? God only knows he drinks enough pansy assed drinks, so I guess he may want that...Come on Brotha, don't keep a dude in suspension!!!”
“Okay!” Chamber picks up the tag team title, making sure to scratch Cobalt’s hood to her car. He holds it up for Donnie to see and holds it out towards him, Donnie grabs it with his right hand, But Chamber didn’t let go, not yet.
“Promise?” Chamber pretty much demands.
“Brotha, you got your self a deal. I mean, Gold, in return for keeping Cyril pre occupied? Dude, you know I can handle that. He's already my bitch, it just means I can slap him around even more!”
Chamber lets go of the title. “Don’t fuck me, Or I will find you.” Chamber says with a sense with the certainty of death to Donnie if he failed.
Fade out back to the steps of the IWA offices and the twin midgets staring at him..........................
“Right.” Chamber says.
“We must go now.”
“Go inside.”
“And find her.”
“And get back to business at hand.”
“Monday will b e here sooner than later.”
“We must go now.”
“Bye.”
“Master.”
“For we are but weeds in a garden to you.”
Chamber says nothing but watches them walk away. “Master.” He thinks. Been a long time since he has heard that , or even used that. Maybe, he has grown soft in the weeks since his match with Wilburman. Wilburman, who kicked out from the Final Call.......
He has gone soft....................................................
Snuggled in the woods in his stone shack when...................
A knock is on the door, a small hand too. Chamber opens the door to answer it after a few seconds. He looks around and sees no one. Kinda annoyed more than anything, knocking and running in the middle of no where’s, Chamber starts to close the door when a voice is heard.
“No, Don’t shut the door.”
“And break the open invitation.”
“To start over.”
“And see what you have missed.”
“And missing.”
Chamber pauses, his back is to the door, “What the fuck?” He says.
“Turn around.”
“Down here.”
“Here we are.”
Chamber turns around and looks around again.
“Look down.”
“Towards your feet.”
“For we are just weeds in a garden to you.”
Sure enough, Chamber looks down. His looks surprised. With his free hand, he brushes back his hair, pinning it behind his ear. And as he does, pinches himself to make sure this isn’t a dream. Sure enough, it’s not. Now he starts thinking, “What the hell are two fucking midgets doing on my door step?”
“Oh great one.”
“We have came.”
“For you.”
“To lead you home.”
“And show you what you are missing.”
“The richest of the land.”
“And a match that was signed.”
“With out you knowing.”
“And the one you call.”
“Julie Ann,”
“She misses you.”
“Greatly.”
“For we are weeds in a garden to you.”
“Oh great one.”
“Good lord.” Chamber thinks, “I know the shit I drank two days ago was old and stale, but was it that bad that two days later I get this?” One of the midgets holds out his hand, offering to lead Chamber to where ever.
“Come.”
“With us.”
Some noise is coming from inside the house, Chamber turns around, the door opens up a bit. Inside, on the wooden floor, is Chamber’s maid, Chrissie chasing around Chamber’s pet Guinea pig who has gotten lose. The brown and white piggy scrambles as Chrissie is hunched over, running after him yelling “GET BACK HERE FUCKER!” The piggy nails scratch and slide on the surface of the wooden floor, thus, helping him from being caught. Chrissie’s hand swats towards him, but he able to slide and avoid the big hand, He chatters, getting pissed off himself. Chamber can’t help but laugh as Chrissie falls flat on her face chasing the little rodent as JR runs on his tips of his nails, as his ball sacks drags on the floor behind him. Chamber chuckles and shakes his head. The dream is bad so far, so why stop it. He turns and faces the two Siamese twin midgets, slowly grasping the hand of the two, He starts to walk with them, out of the woods, leaving the stone cabin and the excitement of Chrissie and JR for another day.
Little does he know, this is no dream.
Several hours later, after the have walked 50 miles, and Chamber carried them some 15 miles, they have reached the IWA offices. A little tired, Chamber stops and sits on the front steps to the offices, The two twin midgets climb down off his shoulders. Chamber sighs in relief. Chamber leans back on the steps, trying to get the knot out of his back from the added weight on his shoulders. The two twin midgets stand in front of him, side by side. Chamber stares at them. The look alike, dress alike, and finish the other’s sentence. And on top of that, They look up at Chamber for some odd reason. Why in earth would two 2 foot dudes be so.....something to a man who is over seven feet tall. It is weird, unnerving, and all the stares, rubber neckers along the way didn’t help either. many question float around in Chamber’s mind, but one stands out.
“Who are they? How did they find me? And why did they make me walk all the way here?”
Chamber caught his breathe. The two midgets wait.
“So, why we here?” Chamber asks.
“True love.”
“Brings us here today.”
Chamber sits up, you know, so he can get down to their level. “True love you say?”
“Yes.”
“A heart is broken.”
“And needs mending.”
Chamber rubs his chin. “Sorry guys, but I think Amy is spoken for.” Chamber says, cause, the last he knew, She has midgets running around. I know they were ninja's, but hey, maybe the out grew their pj’s.
“Sorry.”
“But Amy.”
“Is not the heart that is broken.”
“It is yours.”
“And half of it still remains in the building.”
“Office.”
“Apartment.”
“With the one you love.”
“And the emptiness fills your soul.”
“And a void is growing.”
“Day by day.”
“Hour by hour.”
Chamber gets the picture. He leans on his elbows on his knees. “Sorry guys, but it is over with us.”
“No it’s not.”
“She is yearning.”
“And growing tired.”
“Worrying.”
“And she has secret.”
“As well.”
“One that will bring you closer.”
“Together.”
“Ever more.”
“Secret? What secret?” Chamber asks.
“One.”
“Only she.”
“Can tell you.”
“But.”
“Another love is being lost as well.”
“One that feeds you.”
“The one that explains why you are here.”
“The one, that has brought you to this point.”
“And Monday, “
“A show is happening.”
“And you will have no part to play.”
“That is the love.”
“That is also missing.”
“Well I am sorry you guys won’t be able to see me wrestle this week, try again next week.” Chamber says.
“Tis more than that.”
“You think so.” Chamber says getting pissed now.
“Bitter feelings remain between blood, a wrong was created a long time ago, and needs to be corrected.”
“ASAP.”
That gets Chamber thinking. And calms down as well. He looks up at the twin midgets.
“Who set ya?” He asks.
“The one who graces us with his presence.”
“The one who provides shelter for us.”
“And many others like us.”
“He is our employer.”
“Our hero.”
“Our king.”
“And our friend.”
“He is.”
(Together) “Donnie Cole.”
“Hero to all of us little people.”
“Like a real life Jesus.”
“Who shall never die.”
Chamber ever so slowly nods his head. “I see.”
“He sent us.”
“To help you.”
“To wake up from your.”
“Winter sleep.”
“For it can’t rain all the time.”
Donnie Cole. Chamber remembers him now. He was the guy he gave the tag belt to, and to keep Cyril off his back.
Fade back to last Sunday night.........
“Damn straight I beat his ass. He is now officially my bitch. But trust me, things ain't over yet. Not by a long way. Dude, I swear, we'll be in the squared square dancing with each other again soon....Much like Optimus Prime and Megatron when I get him re-instated to the transformers...” Cole says.
Chamber rubs his chin, Not a huge fan of the Transformers, but he knows Cyril is not huge on losing, especially after new comer waltz’s in and beat him at his own game. “So, I take it you like beating Cyril’s ass huh?’
“Like it? Brotha, if I enjoyed it anymore, it would contend with my enjoyment of owning midgets and laughing at them. Its a rush dude, and I love a rush. Especially seeing as he is no more than a manc bastard who from somewhere has got the impression he can wrestle.”
“Love a rush huh, Hey, I have something for you then, A little....I don’t know, a little something. I’ll give you something, but you have to promise me to keep Cyril busy as my plate is a little full right now. I don’t care how you do it, and you can keep it too. What ya say?”
“Give me something eh? Well, if it means I get to kick Cyril's ass, I need no more reason than my personal pleasure in doing so. But something in reward? Well, another midget could help me out in my mission I suppose....”
“This is much better than a retarded midget. This is what Cyril wants, something he desires and will do anything to get it!” Chamber growls.
“Anything you say? Well dude, don't keep me waiting, what the hell is it? A white wine spritser? God only knows he drinks enough pansy assed drinks, so I guess he may want that...Come on Brotha, don't keep a dude in suspension!!!”
“Okay!” Chamber picks up the tag team title, making sure to scratch Cobalt’s hood to her car. He holds it up for Donnie to see and holds it out towards him, Donnie grabs it with his right hand, But Chamber didn’t let go, not yet.
“Promise?” Chamber pretty much demands.
“Brotha, you got your self a deal. I mean, Gold, in return for keeping Cyril pre occupied? Dude, you know I can handle that. He's already my bitch, it just means I can slap him around even more!”
Chamber lets go of the title. “Don’t fuck me, Or I will find you.” Chamber says with a sense with the certainty of death to Donnie if he failed.
Fade out back to the steps of the IWA offices and the twin midgets staring at him..........................
“Right.” Chamber says.
“We must go now.”
“Go inside.”
“And find her.”
“And get back to business at hand.”
“Monday will b e here sooner than later.”
“We must go now.”
“Bye.”
“Master.”
“For we are but weeds in a garden to you.”
Chamber says nothing but watches them walk away. “Master.” He thinks. Been a long time since he has heard that , or even used that. Maybe, he has grown soft in the weeks since his match with Wilburman. Wilburman, who kicked out from the Final Call.......
He has gone soft....................................................