sobek
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Post by sobek on Sept 20, 2013 2:42:01 GMT -5
"With William Frost, conquered and his anticssss officially out of my way. Only one more thing stands between me, and the sssstart of my kingdom!" A very happy sounding Sobek says. He is currently sitting atop what appears to be his golden throne from back home. However it is now in what appears to be a cleared out conference room. It looks like the table was completely taken out of the room and the throne was set up at the head of the room. The roller chairs are then set up in in aisles as if they are an audience to him. Sitting in the chairs are Backstage Correspondent, Cameron Miller, her Cameraman, the two technicians from last week and now there are two janitors and one more bearded technician sitting in the back.
"He calls himself Alexander The Great. To give yourself such a nickname, you must think highly of your own skillssss. You must be confident in your strength, your tacticssss, your courage, and your ambitionssss." Sobek stands up out of his throne to his full height as he walks down the center of the aisles where his "followers" sit all of them with wide eyes and mouths slightly agape.
"You ssssee my children, Alexander The Great was no mere man. He wassss, as his name sayssss... Great!" Sobek reaches the back of the room then turns to walks slowly back to the front.
"Possibly the greatest conqueror, tactician and general in all of hisssstory... And this man, deems himself worthy of the name." Sobek stops at the front and then turns around so that he is standing directly in front of his throne, at his full 7 foot tall height.
"Ssssome might call it arrogance. Ssssome might question his methodssss. Ssssome might even ask him what makes him so great." Sobek then snaps and the two janitors get up and wheel a podium up to the front of the room and push it directly in front of Sobek and after a nod they return to their seats. Sobek then leans on the podium with his elbows as he continues.
"I however, think of it assss... a challenge." The group of followers all tilt there heads as if to question what he says, but there expressions do not change, as the trance holds strong.
"As a fellow conqueror, I feel it is fair to deem yourself ssssomething until you are proven that it isn't true." Sobek continues leaning over looking from left to right as if he's waiting for one of the followers to ask him something and when they don't he continues.
"Therefore if Alexander continuessss to call himself, The Great. Thissss means that no one has yet proved to him, that he issss not." The followers all nod along finally catching up to what Sobek is saying and agreeing with him. Sobek then stands back up and snaps, before crossing his arms. The same two janitors move up and wheel the podium back behind the throne this time and return to their seats.
"Sssso Alexander The Great, I accept your challenge. You are conqueror, and I... I am Ruler. No I am King. No... I am Savior!" He then raises both hands as he says "Savior" and all the followers begin applauding. He then slowly lowers his hands and returns them to a crossed position over his chest and as he does so, the followers all stop clapping.
"Come. Come little conqueror and face your biggest challenge yet." Sobek says as he walks through the center aisle to the back, stopping at the door as he does so.
"Come and taste the wrath... of Ssssooooobek!" Sobek finishes his name with authority in his voice as he puts one of his arms up, bent at a 90 degree angle and then raises his middle and index finger. He then waves both fingers forward and the followers all stand in unison. The newest technician moves over and opens the door for Sobek, who then files out of the room followed by the rest in two single file lines behind him. The last technician closes the door behind him and the scene fades out leaving a powerful message from a possible future champ.
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