Post by The Misfit Spaz on May 9, 2012 9:19:21 GMT -6
Present Day
Outside An Asylum
Staring at this encampment for the people who lost their mind. I think of all the people that call that place home. People that ares psychotic, schizophrenic, murders, and everything else that's in between. The man inside that building has been in their for 45 minutes and I am starting to think he is checking himself in. That is until I see the sad pathetic Fuck open the door and walk out with a Shit eating grin on his face.
He lights a smoke and looks almost proud of his recent accomplishment at blabbing on and on. He gets in his car and peels away, I smile at the camera and laugh slightly. I watched him go into that building and i watched him leave, this guy is so full of Shit his eyes are brown. Should I be intimidated of a guy that is blatantly ripping me off, I mean I have done the whole visiting mental institutions before.
"So, I begin by saying. Eddie your boring as Fuck, you are like anton you blab and blab about nothing. You talk to hear the sound of your own voice, and your voice is quite boring. Listen here you neo-Nazi Fuck, I am not intimidated by you, nor do i fear you, to me your just a jackass that likes to believe he knows what he's talking about. As for your history lesson of matches you've been in, I have to laugh at those. Are you trying to drive home the point that you have been in historic matches? I have learned over the years that when you brag about those matches you don't think of the hell your opponent has been through. I will touch base on that a little later.
Do you even realize what your doing? Your ripping me off, you call me mundane but you are taking the same premise for my last Promos at domination. The dominant force that you think the southern Soliders are, is nothing more than a fad, in the thirteen years doing this I have seen stables like yours fail. I already took Casper out and now It's your turn, call Casper weak but you know deep down that he and Anton were going to drop you like a bad habit. You just don't fit with them. Think about Ed, here you are a newcomer into the world of Anton, he has known Casper for years and even trusts him to a certain extent. The Stoned Hick doesn't trust you, theirs an old saying "keep your friends close and your enemies closer."
You don't fully understand what you have done Ed. You will soon see that i have my ways of getting into the head of a man and it doesn't always revolve around arson. Have you ever been tortured Eddie? Have you ever felt a hot knife pressed against your flesh without being able to pull away? Have you ever had a limb cut off and had the wound stitched half assed? The answer to all these questions are probably no... Hell, you will say that could never happen to me. But again you don't fully understand what it is I am capable of, you will see.
I get to my feet and look at my car. It still has some of Bathorys things in it and my eyes turn cold and a silence has come over me. I light a smoke and take few puffs before I begin my slow walk up the hill to my car. The camera follows me from the left side.
"The days of burning Shit have passed. The days where you find me predictable are over and the new age of torment is going to begin. I plan on working my way up the food chain, I do have a guest mister Stitchard. A person you didn't like because you didn't agree with his methods, but the difference between acting sick and twisted is far different than actually being sick and twisted. You are slowly opening up an unspeakable evil that you have never seen. I do have a friend of yours Eddie and you will never guess where he is, I don't like surprises but i like being the one to surprise people.
I get to the car and get in. I sit for a moment and smile to myself before starting the car and speeding off down the gravel road. I drive for about half an hour till I pull up in front of an abandoned warehouse where The Southern Soliders hold their little meetings. I turn off the car and get out and walk inside to a pillar where Casper is sitting tied to a chair. His leg is in a splint and has blood pouring down his face, his scar is still noticeable even from the dimness of the room. Eddies Bong sits on a table with a bowl packed, I take a rip and blow the smoke in Caspers face allowing him to stir for a brief moment before i take the Bong and smash it against his skull. He screams in pain, he still hasn't answered my initial question about what they were planning on doing with Bath. I was just met with a Fuck you then laughter.
"Brother wake the Fuck up. I need answers and i need them right fucking now or i will break your other leg." I threaten him in any other circumstance I would fake it and if he did tell me I would leave it at that and be out the door this time its different. This time it involves Bathory and Lydia, their is no holding back.
Before he speaks he spits out a mouthful of blood and looks at me, "Brooklyn has a box, she plans on filling it with water while your lovely is encased in it." He smiles at me with a toothless grin. I reach over and grab a bat and crank it against his good leg.
"This is for Lindsay and Bathory." I say as I take two more vicious swings breaking his other leg. He screams out in pain and whimpers a little bit. I just let him sit their as a message and take off out the door texting Hayden the information of what Brooklyns plans are. I get to my car and lean against it.
"For thirteen years I have always tried to do the right thing and now I am second guessing it all. After all this is done Eddie the world will see a side of me that they have never seen, their is no turning back. Not this time, I got people into this and now i am going to get them out of it, in your little hideout I tortured Casper since leaving the hospital after being put through hell in two matches. I won both of them, but that is besides the point that i am getting at... I began torturing your fellow stable mate after he was cleared from the hospital, yeah I had to fake it a little bit so I was just down the hall from him. But i had some help from Lilth dragging his ass down here. For three days I tortured him and after the first day he told me your plans for your first promo.
I plan on doing things a little differently from now on Stitchard and that is basically expect the unexpected. I am right ahead of you going into this and you just fucked with the wrong Blud... I think it is obvious you haven't done your research Eddie, I have laid my body on the line in every match I have been in. I got super kicked off the top tier in a three levels of hell match, had my body ripped to shreds by barbed wire, had a nail put through my hand, set on fire, I've also been buried alive twice and not to mention being in four broken limb matches. So excuse me of being skeptical of your innovative moves, but i have seen and done it all, try to get in my head Ed. See what will happen.
Underestimate me all you want Eddie. Go ahead call me weak, call me worthless, call me what you will. But the fact of the matter is this Stitchard you aren't dealing with the Raines in this match. You are dealing with someone that is far worse than Hayden, Devlin, and Lilth put together, after I am done beating your boring ass I will do the samething that I just did to my brother. I will torture your ass and make you wish you were never concieved, I will get you to talk and then you will be just another forgotten soilder in this battle."
I get off the car and open the door, "Eddie, you want me come and find me. I will find you; you won't see me but i will be their watching you and dismantling you mentally till we meet in the ring where you will be nothing more than a scared child. In the words of The Phenom 'Try Me... I'll make you famous.'
"As for who's next after Eddie... Brooklyn, your up to bat on the Southern Soliders hit list. You tased me, had your hand in kidnapping Bathory and now you need to have your spirit and life broken like I intend on doing to all of you. All the medication your on won't help the pain and torture I have planned for you."
I get into the car and shut the door and leave the lot of the warehouse. With a blank expression, I send a text to Devlin telling him we need to talk.
Outside An Asylum
Staring at this encampment for the people who lost their mind. I think of all the people that call that place home. People that ares psychotic, schizophrenic, murders, and everything else that's in between. The man inside that building has been in their for 45 minutes and I am starting to think he is checking himself in. That is until I see the sad pathetic Fuck open the door and walk out with a Shit eating grin on his face.
He lights a smoke and looks almost proud of his recent accomplishment at blabbing on and on. He gets in his car and peels away, I smile at the camera and laugh slightly. I watched him go into that building and i watched him leave, this guy is so full of Shit his eyes are brown. Should I be intimidated of a guy that is blatantly ripping me off, I mean I have done the whole visiting mental institutions before.
"So, I begin by saying. Eddie your boring as Fuck, you are like anton you blab and blab about nothing. You talk to hear the sound of your own voice, and your voice is quite boring. Listen here you neo-Nazi Fuck, I am not intimidated by you, nor do i fear you, to me your just a jackass that likes to believe he knows what he's talking about. As for your history lesson of matches you've been in, I have to laugh at those. Are you trying to drive home the point that you have been in historic matches? I have learned over the years that when you brag about those matches you don't think of the hell your opponent has been through. I will touch base on that a little later.
Do you even realize what your doing? Your ripping me off, you call me mundane but you are taking the same premise for my last Promos at domination. The dominant force that you think the southern Soliders are, is nothing more than a fad, in the thirteen years doing this I have seen stables like yours fail. I already took Casper out and now It's your turn, call Casper weak but you know deep down that he and Anton were going to drop you like a bad habit. You just don't fit with them. Think about Ed, here you are a newcomer into the world of Anton, he has known Casper for years and even trusts him to a certain extent. The Stoned Hick doesn't trust you, theirs an old saying "keep your friends close and your enemies closer."
You don't fully understand what you have done Ed. You will soon see that i have my ways of getting into the head of a man and it doesn't always revolve around arson. Have you ever been tortured Eddie? Have you ever felt a hot knife pressed against your flesh without being able to pull away? Have you ever had a limb cut off and had the wound stitched half assed? The answer to all these questions are probably no... Hell, you will say that could never happen to me. But again you don't fully understand what it is I am capable of, you will see.
I get to my feet and look at my car. It still has some of Bathorys things in it and my eyes turn cold and a silence has come over me. I light a smoke and take few puffs before I begin my slow walk up the hill to my car. The camera follows me from the left side.
"The days of burning Shit have passed. The days where you find me predictable are over and the new age of torment is going to begin. I plan on working my way up the food chain, I do have a guest mister Stitchard. A person you didn't like because you didn't agree with his methods, but the difference between acting sick and twisted is far different than actually being sick and twisted. You are slowly opening up an unspeakable evil that you have never seen. I do have a friend of yours Eddie and you will never guess where he is, I don't like surprises but i like being the one to surprise people.
I get to the car and get in. I sit for a moment and smile to myself before starting the car and speeding off down the gravel road. I drive for about half an hour till I pull up in front of an abandoned warehouse where The Southern Soliders hold their little meetings. I turn off the car and get out and walk inside to a pillar where Casper is sitting tied to a chair. His leg is in a splint and has blood pouring down his face, his scar is still noticeable even from the dimness of the room. Eddies Bong sits on a table with a bowl packed, I take a rip and blow the smoke in Caspers face allowing him to stir for a brief moment before i take the Bong and smash it against his skull. He screams in pain, he still hasn't answered my initial question about what they were planning on doing with Bath. I was just met with a Fuck you then laughter.
"Brother wake the Fuck up. I need answers and i need them right fucking now or i will break your other leg." I threaten him in any other circumstance I would fake it and if he did tell me I would leave it at that and be out the door this time its different. This time it involves Bathory and Lydia, their is no holding back.
Before he speaks he spits out a mouthful of blood and looks at me, "Brooklyn has a box, she plans on filling it with water while your lovely is encased in it." He smiles at me with a toothless grin. I reach over and grab a bat and crank it against his good leg.
"This is for Lindsay and Bathory." I say as I take two more vicious swings breaking his other leg. He screams out in pain and whimpers a little bit. I just let him sit their as a message and take off out the door texting Hayden the information of what Brooklyns plans are. I get to my car and lean against it.
"For thirteen years I have always tried to do the right thing and now I am second guessing it all. After all this is done Eddie the world will see a side of me that they have never seen, their is no turning back. Not this time, I got people into this and now i am going to get them out of it, in your little hideout I tortured Casper since leaving the hospital after being put through hell in two matches. I won both of them, but that is besides the point that i am getting at... I began torturing your fellow stable mate after he was cleared from the hospital, yeah I had to fake it a little bit so I was just down the hall from him. But i had some help from Lilth dragging his ass down here. For three days I tortured him and after the first day he told me your plans for your first promo.
I plan on doing things a little differently from now on Stitchard and that is basically expect the unexpected. I am right ahead of you going into this and you just fucked with the wrong Blud... I think it is obvious you haven't done your research Eddie, I have laid my body on the line in every match I have been in. I got super kicked off the top tier in a three levels of hell match, had my body ripped to shreds by barbed wire, had a nail put through my hand, set on fire, I've also been buried alive twice and not to mention being in four broken limb matches. So excuse me of being skeptical of your innovative moves, but i have seen and done it all, try to get in my head Ed. See what will happen.
Underestimate me all you want Eddie. Go ahead call me weak, call me worthless, call me what you will. But the fact of the matter is this Stitchard you aren't dealing with the Raines in this match. You are dealing with someone that is far worse than Hayden, Devlin, and Lilth put together, after I am done beating your boring ass I will do the samething that I just did to my brother. I will torture your ass and make you wish you were never concieved, I will get you to talk and then you will be just another forgotten soilder in this battle."
I get off the car and open the door, "Eddie, you want me come and find me. I will find you; you won't see me but i will be their watching you and dismantling you mentally till we meet in the ring where you will be nothing more than a scared child. In the words of The Phenom 'Try Me... I'll make you famous.'
"As for who's next after Eddie... Brooklyn, your up to bat on the Southern Soliders hit list. You tased me, had your hand in kidnapping Bathory and now you need to have your spirit and life broken like I intend on doing to all of you. All the medication your on won't help the pain and torture I have planned for you."
I get into the car and shut the door and leave the lot of the warehouse. With a blank expression, I send a text to Devlin telling him we need to talk.