Sunday, July 1, 2012

Bags

Cody Rhodes' career was on an upswing. The month prior he didn't even have a match on the pay per view and now he could potentially main event one. But he was very aware of how pushes came in went in the wrestling business. With that knowledge in mind he was doing his best to ensure that to show that he was dedicated to his craft. The King of the Ring could be his ticket to a world title after all. He paced in his hotel room while holding his cell phone to his ear. Laying across a small table was a note pad filled with a few crude sketches. He had come up with the design for the hooded jackets he had begun wearing to the ring.

| Cody Rhodes | I'm glad the team liked it. I thought maybe it might have been too much but I figured it would be remembered. ..Yes, it is much better than your idea. I'm aware of this.

Rhodes smirked as he spoke to one of the creative team's writers. The use of paper bags for his character had been something that had reached a happy compromise.

| Cody Rhodes | I've got a few more ideas I would like to run by. I'll go more into detail when I show up to shoot the promo's. They're in the direction of the first but if you feel it goes a little too out there we can tone it back. 

Cody walked over to his sketch pad and began to press a pen against it to jot down a few more unreadable ideas. 

| Cody Rhodes | Of course I like this gimmick. It's got me on a poster, doesn't it? I'm very satisfied with being featured on this pay per view. And I would love to be in the main event. But I won't truly be satisfied unless I win. 

He eased down onto the couch and turned his television to it's mute setting.

| Cody Rhodes | Well, Punk is..no, no..I'm not going to say anything I wouldn't say directly to him. He has an attitude. But he has earned his spot and he can be as stand-offish as he likes. I'm not here for friends. Barreta is..talented..but how interested is he in being the very best? Does he want to play video games and flirt with Diva's or does he want to be the face of this company?

Folding one leg over the other he paused to listen to the voice on the other end.

| Cody Rhodes | Like I said, he's talented. Our match is going to be very good regardless of the outcome. I'm sure the crowd's going to be firmly behind him so it's going to be easy to get heat. And I would love to work with Randy. Pick his mind a little. See what I can get out of him. He was on top for a year he must know what he's doing. ..Find out how I can a wife like that. Heh. Not that a match with Punk would be any less fulfilling. His girlfriend is attractive. ..But lacks that Ikeda bloodline. But she's very close to the family, isn't she?

His eyes drifted to a digital clock on the dresser beside his bed, not really listening at this point.

| Cody Rhodes | I'll leave in about fifteen minutes. ..What do I need? A pretty girl. Or one with a nice body. The face really isn't important. And mealworms. A lot of them.


The phone call concluded.


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Bare feet squirmed uncomfortably along a pristine white surface. The dainty toes danced around to avoid contact with the increasing number of wiggling mealworms that seemed constantly drop from above. The larval forms had small traces of dirt attached to their bodies as they twisted their bodies about. As the camera panned out the entire room, walls and ceiling, were also revealed to be entirely white. A rather large showering area. The feet belonged to a nude woman with a pleasing shape. Clever camera angles kept anything too provocative from being shown. Traces of brunette hair could be seen falling from a paper bag that covered her head. The eye, mouth and nose hole were covered with the mealworms. Some of them crawled about the bag while others fell to the floor below. Cody Rhodes, in a kneeling position, stared up at this disturbing visual. His black, leather hood covered him as well as his protective mask. Heavy breathing came from the woman who had her hands clasped tightly against the sides of her head.

| Cody Rhodes | You are just like everyone else. Shallow. And ugly. Just like..my opponents..

He scowled distastefully before the melancholy pitch returned to his voice.

| Cody Rhodes | And just like them..you have a desire..to be royalty. To latch onto something important. To be a monarch in a world full of hideous monsters.

After tracing the floor, he allowed one of the worms to crawl along his wrist and palms before squishing it between his fingers. It made a sound resembling a sort of hiss as it was crushed.

| Cody Rhodes | Despite how..

A pitiful sigh escaped from him.

| Cody Rhodes | ..unfortunate looking I am..you want me because I'm famous. Because I'm on television every week. So you can tell your friends how..heh..had relations with a big wrestler. Your lack of depth is so pitiful..

Cody rose to his feet and stared down at the bizarre sight standing before him.

| Cody Rhodes | Ugly. You are ugly. Just like the remaining three. And Sunday night..I'm going to show how ugly they are to the world. I'm not the repulsive one. They are. They look so human on the outside. But they are the carrion and they are emitting cadaverine and putrescine. And I am the scavenger must feast on them to survive. This is the fate of every animal. And these three animals are no different. 

Rhodes from the bag from the woman's head, the camera kept behind her to keep her identity hidden, and he wiped away the remaining traces of worms and most of the dirt from her hair. She buried her face into his chest and he clutched her tightly to him.

| Cody Rhodes | I've exposed your true nature. You've seen how horrible you were. You are now free to do ANYTHING..

The female's body quivered as she whimpered. Cody Rhodes has become a decidedly different human being these past few months.

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Three different paper bags sat upon a table in the backstage area of the Kansas Expo Center. One or more of them may have even been moving. Todd Grisham had stumbled across the hooded and masked Cody Rhodes as he leaned over the table, inspecting each of them. He couldn't stay professional, he was too shocked for that. In total disbelief he shouted:

| Todd Grisham | Cody..y-you're..crazy!

| Cody Rhodes | Crazy?!

Rhodes spun around to face the interviewer as he pulled his hood down to reveal his face. His usual dire expression was now one of rage.

| Cody Rhodes | Am I? I lost everything, Todd. But now I'm free to do ANYTHING. Including winning The King of the Ring. You should hold your tongue around your future king.

| Todd Grisham | ..Cody I..

| Cody Rhodes | I'll explain to you, Todd.

Cody snatched one of the bags from the table and held it close to his chest. Seeing it's contents, the interviewer wasted little time in backing away.

| Cody Rhodes | In order to win I'm going to have to defeat Trent Barreta. Someone who walks around holding two different titles. Flaunting them for all the world to see. He has an absolutely perfect existence. He has his..

He sighed with almost a hint of longing.

| Cody Rhodes | ..a pretty little love interest..fans that adore him..friends. Everything that I don't. But I am truly the better person. Trent Barreta is a horrifying creature. Aimlessly going through life without a care in the world. With startling low intelligence. His only desire is to obtain more and more to sustain his greed. Two titles and a crown? When will it stop, Todd? When will this fool and his pursuit being stopped? It ends tonight. It ends with Cody Rhodes. His excessive desire to possess more and more..it's over. I am going to bring his winning streak to a screeching halt. I will not allow a beast like him to become a king. So that's why..

Cody held the bag open and Todd recoiled again. It was filled with larvae. What kind wasn't known at the moment.  They were each fat and about half an inch long.

| Cody Rhodes | These are bot flies. They're are a wide variety of different types. Highly adapted to target a specific animal. But these are Human Bot Flies. They burrow under your skin. And live. And eat. 

| Todd Grisham | You can't possibly think you can bring that ringside..

| Cody Rhodes | I'm going to. And when I defeat Trent Barreta I'm going to stick this bag over his head. And allow them to burrow into his tear ducts. Or his brain. Eating his thoughts. Literally. So when he is hospitalized and debilitated his outside will match his rotting, withering insides. 

The bag was placed back along the others. The second was firmly held in Cody palms and stretched out towards Todd. The contents squeaked and rustled about. 

| Cody Rhodes | The snake is a natural predator of a rat. But not tonight.


Inside were numerous amount of large, brown, mangy rats. They thrashed and clawed within their tight confides. 

| Cody Rhodes | Tonight the rats are going to be eating the snake. Or The Viper as it were. If Randy Orton is unfortunate enough to be my opponent in the main event..this is going to be his fate. He carelessly has ruined the lives of others. Punting them in the skull, concussing them, ending careers. Making a common way of life impossible for his victims. Their are those who suffered insurmountably because of his actions. Just as I suffer each day. Randy Orton truly deserves this. A beautiful wife, accolades, records that will never be broken..perhaps the one with the most wretched inner self. But it will be brought to light for everyone to see. After these rats are through with his face his true self, who he really is, will be on full display. Hideous just like the man himself. And he truly will be silent. Because the shame he will feel every day will strip away his humanity..

Todd seemed to be frantically motioning for someone off camera. Cody had yet to notice this as he approached the final brown paper bag and held it aloft.

| Cody Rhodes | Finally..CM Punk. Someone who has committed so many atrocities in the past that he attempts to hide them by covering his skin with a new weekly tattoo. I shouldn't have to describe how gruesome he really is. The fans may be able to overlook the things he has done but I will not. He taunts and mocks others freely and he even made light of my disfigurement. For that, I have saved the cruelest punishment for him. To see if he will still be able to make jokes when I unleash this horror upon him. Who will listen to a voice that's going to be attached to a face that you can't look at without vomiting? How will be a savior when won't even be able to look himself in the mirror?

Cody was prepared to open the bag when a few security guards rushed in. Rhodes closed it's contents and held it defensively close to him.

| Security Guard | Cody, you can't bring those things in here! And you can't bring those to ringside!

| Todd Grisham | And you defintely can't show that last one on television or pay per view!

| Cody Rhodes | This has to be done. Stay away from me! I'm going to make sure that his joke of a tournament is completely ruined! I'm going to be The World Champion and make everyone as miserable as I am!

The guards quickly rushed Cody and a wild struggle ensued. The camera man was knocked over in the process and the footage suddenly cut.  

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