Post by brooke on Oct 30, 2024 21:14:19 GMT -5
A computer screen is seen with green text across it. It slowly types the following commands.
CMD
<Run>
<file name:promo.help_desk.exe>
With that a green pixilated version of Brooke Hernandez pops up. She speaks in a robotic voice.
”Hello, Help_Desk. I hope this message finds you in good spirits and ready for a good Havoc filled Halloween. Unfortunately for you this will be a trick more than a treat. Win or lose on Danger against Blake Adderall.. I mean Anderson, come Halloween you will be across the ring from the Dictator. The woman who will be your leader I the future. Brooke Hernandez is no slouch. As you look inward Mr. Desk, what do you see amongst the wires and bolts within your screen? When my matches come across your feed on social media and on television as you click clack away at your little keyboard, what do you think of? What makes you think you have any chance of winning our match up?
When I see you all I see is just another victim. You are no better than Destiny Michaels or Khloe Cox. Your help is no longer necessary. Get with Britlyn and get your severance package while you still can. That severance package could damn well become a life insurance payment to your family if I so will it.”
The green Brooke silhouette begins glitching and another dos prompt pops up.
<Attempting Reconnect>
<Attempt 1>
<Reconnect Failed>
<Attempting Reconnect>
<Attempt 2>
<Promo Back Online>
The green Brooke is back. Her face contorts into a face of frustration…
… or so we think. Kind of hard to make out in green lines but her tone, still robotic, has become irritable.
”Hello, kill desk, how may I help you today? Quite simply you may not live past Halloween Havoc, Mr. Desk. Maybe I will make you go the way of Freddy Kruger and burn you in the middle of the ring. Maybe you will drown like Jason Voorhees.
Maybe we will simply play a game and see if you survive. I promise, like Jigsaw, you will learn a very valuable lesson about yourself and those around you. We live in a world where self help is taken for granted. You live your life to assist in helping but deep down.. don't you wanna be the problem instead of the solution? Don't you wanna fuck shit up? I mean, we can't be good all the time, can we? Helping can be done through pain and that is a lesson I shall teach you on Halloween night.
I don't want to hurt you Mr. Desk. On the contrary. I want to help you. The only way to truly help you is to cause you to hurt. I will make you beg for mercy but it's not my mercy but the mercy of your own will power. Will you continue to get up and cause me to beat you into submission like I will do to Khloe Cox the night before, or will you heed my warning and just stay the hell on the mat? Will you be smart or be a God damned fool and keep getting up? Do yourself a favor and stay down. A loss is a loss but death is forever. It may be inevitable but don't make it early. Like I looked into things and seems you have family in the business so why hide them? Why hide yourself? What are you hiding Mr. Desk? Did you kill somebody? Is that it? I mean we all have done things we aren't proud of. I mean hell, I pretended to be straight for twenty one years. Had it not been for Rosa, I still may be continuing the charade today.
As we prepare for Halloween, a night in which we can be anyone and can wreak whatever havoc we want. Will you choose to be yourself or will you continue to hide behind the facade you present? Who are you trying to hide from? The world or yourself? Are you running from your past so you became Help_Desk? One thing is for sure and that is you will not be winning on Halloween. This has been a message from your Dictator. You have a good evening and happy halloween.”
The green letters appear once more.
<End_Transmission>
<Headline>
<Brooke defeats Help_Desk>
<Execute Gameplan.exe>
I walked around in the hotel room as I awaited Rosa to show back up. She and Aerilyn were shopping. After the stressful couple of days I've had, I just needed a family day to de-stress. They were the only thing I had to get my blood pressure down anymore. Two matches in a matter of two days in EPW and both could potentially say a lot about my standing in this business. The door opened as Rosa walked in carrying Aerilyn. I rushed to them. I kissed Rosa and reached out for Aerilyn. I held Aerilyn close as she giggled. Rosa, being the taller of us, pulled us into a hug. Aerilyn looked up at us. She smiled and cooed a bit. She pursed her lips.
”Ma…ma.”
Rosa's jaw dropped as I teared up a bit. I looked at my wife. She kissed me as I smiled.
”The joys of being in a lesbian marriage. We don't have to fight over whether the baby said Mama or Dada. She said it for both of us.”
Rosa nodded as she took the baby. She laid Aerilyn in the bassinet and joined me on the bed.
”So I saw it advertised as you vs Help_Desk? What is that like Donnie's Halloween costume?”
I laughed a bit as I shook my head side to side.
”OH MY GOD! That would be glorious but no. It's some wrestler disguised as the Best Buy Geek Squad guy. He comes from some legendary family but they won't say who. I mean hell, I hate the Blakely's but people still know I was one.”
Rosa looked at me perplexed.
”Did he kill someone?”
My jaw dropped as I began to laugh a bit.
”That's what I asked!! I mean, it has to be like his ex wife or his step mom is buried in his back yard under the gazebo or something. I mean it is halloween, anything can happen. All that matters is my love is all right here in Canada with me. I love you mi amor.”
We hugged tight.
”I love you too, mi eposa.”
Rosa turned the lamp off as we fell asleep and the camera went to black.
CMD
<Run>
<file name:promo.help_desk.exe>
With that a green pixilated version of Brooke Hernandez pops up. She speaks in a robotic voice.
”Hello, Help_Desk. I hope this message finds you in good spirits and ready for a good Havoc filled Halloween. Unfortunately for you this will be a trick more than a treat. Win or lose on Danger against Blake Adderall.. I mean Anderson, come Halloween you will be across the ring from the Dictator. The woman who will be your leader I the future. Brooke Hernandez is no slouch. As you look inward Mr. Desk, what do you see amongst the wires and bolts within your screen? When my matches come across your feed on social media and on television as you click clack away at your little keyboard, what do you think of? What makes you think you have any chance of winning our match up?
When I see you all I see is just another victim. You are no better than Destiny Michaels or Khloe Cox. Your help is no longer necessary. Get with Britlyn and get your severance package while you still can. That severance package could damn well become a life insurance payment to your family if I so will it.”
The green Brooke silhouette begins glitching and another dos prompt pops up.
<Attempting Reconnect>
<Attempt 1>
<Reconnect Failed>
<Attempting Reconnect>
<Attempt 2>
<Promo Back Online>
The green Brooke is back. Her face contorts into a face of frustration…
… or so we think. Kind of hard to make out in green lines but her tone, still robotic, has become irritable.
”Hello, kill desk, how may I help you today? Quite simply you may not live past Halloween Havoc, Mr. Desk. Maybe I will make you go the way of Freddy Kruger and burn you in the middle of the ring. Maybe you will drown like Jason Voorhees.
Maybe we will simply play a game and see if you survive. I promise, like Jigsaw, you will learn a very valuable lesson about yourself and those around you. We live in a world where self help is taken for granted. You live your life to assist in helping but deep down.. don't you wanna be the problem instead of the solution? Don't you wanna fuck shit up? I mean, we can't be good all the time, can we? Helping can be done through pain and that is a lesson I shall teach you on Halloween night.
I don't want to hurt you Mr. Desk. On the contrary. I want to help you. The only way to truly help you is to cause you to hurt. I will make you beg for mercy but it's not my mercy but the mercy of your own will power. Will you continue to get up and cause me to beat you into submission like I will do to Khloe Cox the night before, or will you heed my warning and just stay the hell on the mat? Will you be smart or be a God damned fool and keep getting up? Do yourself a favor and stay down. A loss is a loss but death is forever. It may be inevitable but don't make it early. Like I looked into things and seems you have family in the business so why hide them? Why hide yourself? What are you hiding Mr. Desk? Did you kill somebody? Is that it? I mean we all have done things we aren't proud of. I mean hell, I pretended to be straight for twenty one years. Had it not been for Rosa, I still may be continuing the charade today.
As we prepare for Halloween, a night in which we can be anyone and can wreak whatever havoc we want. Will you choose to be yourself or will you continue to hide behind the facade you present? Who are you trying to hide from? The world or yourself? Are you running from your past so you became Help_Desk? One thing is for sure and that is you will not be winning on Halloween. This has been a message from your Dictator. You have a good evening and happy halloween.”
The green letters appear once more.
<End_Transmission>
<Headline>
<Brooke defeats Help_Desk>
<Execute Gameplan.exe>
I walked around in the hotel room as I awaited Rosa to show back up. She and Aerilyn were shopping. After the stressful couple of days I've had, I just needed a family day to de-stress. They were the only thing I had to get my blood pressure down anymore. Two matches in a matter of two days in EPW and both could potentially say a lot about my standing in this business. The door opened as Rosa walked in carrying Aerilyn. I rushed to them. I kissed Rosa and reached out for Aerilyn. I held Aerilyn close as she giggled. Rosa, being the taller of us, pulled us into a hug. Aerilyn looked up at us. She smiled and cooed a bit. She pursed her lips.
”Ma…ma.”
Rosa's jaw dropped as I teared up a bit. I looked at my wife. She kissed me as I smiled.
”The joys of being in a lesbian marriage. We don't have to fight over whether the baby said Mama or Dada. She said it for both of us.”
Rosa nodded as she took the baby. She laid Aerilyn in the bassinet and joined me on the bed.
”So I saw it advertised as you vs Help_Desk? What is that like Donnie's Halloween costume?”
I laughed a bit as I shook my head side to side.
”OH MY GOD! That would be glorious but no. It's some wrestler disguised as the Best Buy Geek Squad guy. He comes from some legendary family but they won't say who. I mean hell, I hate the Blakely's but people still know I was one.”
Rosa looked at me perplexed.
”Did he kill someone?”
My jaw dropped as I began to laugh a bit.
”That's what I asked!! I mean, it has to be like his ex wife or his step mom is buried in his back yard under the gazebo or something. I mean it is halloween, anything can happen. All that matters is my love is all right here in Canada with me. I love you mi amor.”
We hugged tight.
”I love you too, mi eposa.”
Rosa turned the lamp off as we fell asleep and the camera went to black.