Post by 💀 ＡＰＯＫ 💀 on May 9, 2020 15:42:07 GMT -5
Apokalypse is sitting in his desolate room. No lights. No music. Just a custom made Intercontinental Championship over his shoulder. Yes, he had it lying around just in case he were to win the belt... or... in this case... in case he was handed the belt.
"When the dust settles at Friday Night Inferno… I will be the last man standing. Then there's only one objective on my mind: successfully defending the SFT Intercontinental Championship."
"That sounds so… wrong. Am I truly the champion if I did not win the championship? Harold said I earned this by working so hard these last few months. How so? I won three matches against subpar opponents. That doesn't mean anything. I didn't beat a top guy like Rumpke… Emerson… Cypher. I don't deserve this belt… yet."
"I will EARN this belt at Titans 84 in Los Angeles, California. Where in LA? Nobody knows. We don't get a venue. Only a city. That's fine. I will fight Louis Cypher all over LA if I have to. I will do WHATEVER it takes to beat him and EARN this belt! In my fifth SFT match… I will face by far the toughest of opponents."
"It takes a lot for me to admit when I am worried about a match. So far… I have coasted from week to week. Jack Jones… Jamo… Reaper… Robert Saints… all easily defeated. Even the triple crown winner Twilight will be easy to put down. But Louis Cypher… he's a different breed. He's a fallen angel, after all. Cast out of Heaven and forced to rule Hell for all of eternity. Now he's a pro wrestler… winning every belt known to man. He is evil incarnate. He is someone unlike anyone I have faced before."
"I must defeat him."
"It's a crazy situation when I am considered the "good guy" in a match… but the fans truly despise Louis Cypher. Every week he goes the extra mile to make fans hate him… whereas I just worry about winning. He believes there is no good. Only evil. How can that be? One cannot exist without the other. They coexist for the purpose of balance. Without one, there is nothing. There is… just… nothing. Don't get it twisted. I love evil. I live evil. But I understand and appreciate the value of good."
"That's what truly sets us apart. Louis Cypher thinks only on a one dimensional plane, whereas I think in more dimensions than the average brain could possibly comprehend. While Cypher plays checkers… I am playing chess. While dangerous… he’s also… simple. He took Jay Impact for granted… and that may be the smartest thing he’s ever done. Jay Impact was the best from ICW and he burned out the quickest after the little war with SFT. I wasn’t around for it, but I watched the footage… and Jay Impact was doing everything right. He was well on his way to being a great SFT Intercontinental Champion… and then he shit the bed last week at Titans.”
“If it were up to me… I would have given Louis Cypher the Intercontinental Championship… and not me. Don’t think of it as selfless at all on my part. I would rather defeat Cypher for the belt than have it handed to me. Instead… I have to carry this thing around for a little while longer before I truly EARN it by beating Cypher. What happens if I lose though? Then I lose something I never truly won. Can Cypher truly win something that I never truly won in the first place? Empty champion after empty champion. The only way… ONLY WAY… to bring prestige to this championship… is for me to beat Cypher at Titans. Anything less… and we might as well throw the belt away. If we’re just going to hot potato it to whomever shows up… then it is not worth having around. I’m sure Cypher will do everything he can to stop me… but I’ve proven to be rather unstoppable since I first arrived in SFT. What could he possibly do to stop me?”
"Louis Cypher… Lou Cypher… Lucifer. You're not too hard to figure out, pal. What other names do you go by? Lucifer Morningstar… The Lightbringer… The Lord of Lies. You are the epitome of darkness. Facing darkness is kinda my thing, Luci. All my life I have wrestled demons… both internal and external. So far… guess what… undefeated. Does that surprise you, Luci? No. Nothing should surprise you. You’ve seen it all, even before it happens. You’ve got powers from beyond that make you the most dangerous being in existence. Or… are you just a man… who calls yourself Louis Cypher?”
“When I say I am the almighty monster Apokalypse… what I mean is… I am the almighty monster Apokalypse. This is not an act. This is not a gimmick. This is my true self. What are you, Louis Cypher? You’re a guy who was somewhere for a month and told to come here so you did. Hell of a backstory there, man. I can tell you put a lot into this persona of yours. The painstaking amount of seconds it took to throw this together is just… wow… breathtaking. How hard is it to keep this act going? Day after day. Win after win. That’s got to be exhausting. Give it a rest, Louie C. Be real for a minute. Who… are… you?”
“Be real?! Your advice is… be… real?!”
His wife enters the promo room, interrupting the flow he had going.
“Not the time, hun.”
“Your advice to Cypher is to be real… but you’re pretending to be some big bad tough guy. Just this morning you sang and danced Baby Shark!”
“Not… the time… hun. This is a live stream.”
“Oooohhhh!!!!”
She leaves the room quickly and Apok tries not to laugh.
“Sorry about that… uhh… interruption. So, there you have it. My wife exposed my deepest, darkest secret: I like Baby Shark. There. There’s something real about me. You’re up, Lou. You have shown how much you care about SFT by defending it against ICW… except for that match where some guy called Don ran all five challengers over… including you. Then later you competed in a big survivors match where you… you got eliminated by some lady called Candace. What is it with one named people having an unforeseen advantage over you?”
“Oh. Hey. My name is Apokalypse. One word. I guess you’re done for, Luce. You were able to defeat Jay Impact because his name is two words. Oh… but wait… you defeated him because I allowed you to defeat him. Then I was simply handed… HANDED… this belt. What a strange turn of events. Even more strange that it took two days before I even realized I was Intercontinental Champion. I did some digging on the history of this championship and it looks like you held it for twenty-five days at the end of 2017. You defeated that moron Travis Deacon Hall… and lost it to that bumbling lunatic Jamo. You were in between a rock and a dumb place. What good did you do this title in less than a month? I’ve done more for this belt in the last four days than you ever did! And I didn’t even know it was mine until two days ago!”
“Stupid Mandela Effect!”
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"A zombie Apokalypse isn't the most jovial situation."
-- Danai Gurira
-- Danai Gurira
