Dominicus and the Ebony Stones 7: A Black Button?
Mar 19, 2021 20:05:08 GMT -5
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Post by Mongo the Destroyer on Mar 19, 2021 20:05:08 GMT -5
*The camera fades in on NPW’s self-proclaimed “Triple Crown” champion, Lord Dominicus. He is…watching…children…through…binoculars? Dominicus, flat on his stomach behind some evergreen shrubbery, looks behind him.*
LD: This isn’t what it looks like. I’m watching children.
*…*
LD: Well, if you’re going to be here at least get down with me
*Our view is lowered to about what the Dark Lord of NPW can see: a semi-obscured view of children playing in the snow. Winter still has its grip on some areas of Canada (like the northwestern territories) and the northern US*
LD: It’s probably a good thing you’re here; I wanted to address my upcoming challenger for the NPW North American Cruiserweight Championship.
*He continues to creepily watch children playing in the snow, building snowmen, making snow angels, throwing snow around and whatnot.*
LD: You probably think that like the rest of the people you face I’m going to look down on you or maybe look past you Niko. But actually, I respect you. You’re an interesting guy. In a world of MASTERS OF EVIL, lizard men, and the like you still manage to stand out as a curiosity. I respect that.
*Dominicus is very focused on his child-spying but continues to quietly speak*
LD: Do the people where you’re from sing? I mean, I’m assuming you sing praises to your god-king or however you classify Shaakar. But do you sing for other purposes? You see here, on earth, we sing for a great many reasons. We sing when we’re happy, we get drunk and sing when we’re sad, and we sing to our children. Why? To amuse and teach them.
*He leans over to look at the camera.*
LD: I didn’t become NPW’s Triple Crown champion for being a slouch and I know how to research. But sometimes you need to know where to look. I am one Ebony Stone away from completing the set and gaining the full DARK POWERS that come with it. And as it turns out, the secret map to end my quest was found in a simple children’s song.
*Dominicus returns to peering at minors*
LD: “Frosty the snowman was a jolly happy soul. With a corncob pipe and a button nose, and two eyes made out of coal.” Did you catch that? I mean besides the fact that I could have started with this song and gotten two ebony stones for one. But the button nose. Yes, through this creation of Frosty-like idols that our local child subspecies partake in we should be able to acquire our last piece, a black button.
*He sits up cross-legged, and slaps his thighs in frustration.*
LD: Or at least we would be able to, IF THESE BLASTED KIDS STOPPED USING CARROTS FOR NOSES! The song clearly says “a button nose” it’s like they can’t read or anything!
*He sighs, then looks through the binoculars again.*
LD: WAIT, WAIT, hold on. Get down.
*Dominicus and the camera once again get near the ground.*
LD: You see what I see? A little girl pulling a sled with coal, a hat, a scarf- but no carrots. I think we’ve found our mark.
*Is the undisputed face of NPW going to steal from a child? Really? Is this how far we’ve sunk?*
LD: Let’s wait a few moments to make sure that a button is her only option. Then I’ll leap in and do what needs to be done.
*Yes, yes he will.*
LD: Niko, by the way, you have excellent choice in naming your pets. I am honored that you felt compelled to have a Lord Dominicus in your home…house…living domicile? I don’t know how you classify it. It says a lot for the underlings in a kingdom to idolize their leader and I am humbled by it. May your vicious corgi familiar grow to be the bloodthirsty beast he was born to be.
*Suddenly Dominicus holds up his hand.*
LD: This is it. You stay here.
*A masked grown man who’s spent who knows how long staring at children then gets up from his secret hiding spot and makes a mad dash for the little girl. Oh also Lord Dominicus does too. Wait, WHAT!? The camera view raises to above the foliage as we see Lord Dominicus sprint down a snowy hill into the valley of children below only to meet up with….another masked man!?*
Cameraman: What…the…fu-
*We jump cut to scene below! The masked assailant (not Lord Dominicus) has grabbed the little girl by one arm. Lord Dominicus has grabbed her other hand*
Masked Man: WHO ARE YOU!?
LD: I’m Lord Dominicus, the DARK LORD of NPW and their only Triple Crown Champion! Now give me this little girl!
MM: She’s mine! I saw her first!
LD: I know a thing or two about stalemates; I drew against Niko last time we faced off! But you and me, right here? There’s no time limit! I will win this battle!
MM: None of that makes sense!
LD: THE BUTTON WILL BE MINE!
*Dominicus lunges at the would-be-kidnapper, who backs off.*
MM: Screw this, it’s not worth it!
*The masked man runs off only to be tackled by an angry hockey dad and beaten by some moms. Lord Dominicus throws up both of his arms in celebration*
LD: YES! Victory is mi- wait…
*He looks around. The girl has run to her mother, button in hand. Meanwhile there is a large crowd of people surrounding Lord Dominicus. Some of them have their phones out recording the whole scene.*
LD: I can explain!
*At first there is silence. Then, one by one, they start to clap. The little girl’s mother runs to Dominicus and embraces him.*
Mother: Thank you so much, I don’t know how I can ever thank you for saving my daughter
LD: But I-
Bystander: Hey that’s Lord Dominicus, of Northern Pro Wrestling!
Hockey Dad: Who cares where he works, he’s a hero!
LD: But the bu-
Rando: Hey let’s go celebrate with the hero!
*The crowd cheers and then rushes Dominicus, lifting him up and carrying him away as he symbolically reaches towards the button, which finds its way to the nose of an already built snowman as the camera fades out.*
LD: This isn’t what it looks like. I’m watching children.
*…*
LD: Well, if you’re going to be here at least get down with me
*Our view is lowered to about what the Dark Lord of NPW can see: a semi-obscured view of children playing in the snow. Winter still has its grip on some areas of Canada (like the northwestern territories) and the northern US*
LD: It’s probably a good thing you’re here; I wanted to address my upcoming challenger for the NPW North American Cruiserweight Championship.
*He continues to creepily watch children playing in the snow, building snowmen, making snow angels, throwing snow around and whatnot.*
LD: You probably think that like the rest of the people you face I’m going to look down on you or maybe look past you Niko. But actually, I respect you. You’re an interesting guy. In a world of MASTERS OF EVIL, lizard men, and the like you still manage to stand out as a curiosity. I respect that.
*Dominicus is very focused on his child-spying but continues to quietly speak*
LD: Do the people where you’re from sing? I mean, I’m assuming you sing praises to your god-king or however you classify Shaakar. But do you sing for other purposes? You see here, on earth, we sing for a great many reasons. We sing when we’re happy, we get drunk and sing when we’re sad, and we sing to our children. Why? To amuse and teach them.
*He leans over to look at the camera.*
LD: I didn’t become NPW’s Triple Crown champion for being a slouch and I know how to research. But sometimes you need to know where to look. I am one Ebony Stone away from completing the set and gaining the full DARK POWERS that come with it. And as it turns out, the secret map to end my quest was found in a simple children’s song.
*Dominicus returns to peering at minors*
LD: “Frosty the snowman was a jolly happy soul. With a corncob pipe and a button nose, and two eyes made out of coal.” Did you catch that? I mean besides the fact that I could have started with this song and gotten two ebony stones for one. But the button nose. Yes, through this creation of Frosty-like idols that our local child subspecies partake in we should be able to acquire our last piece, a black button.
*He sits up cross-legged, and slaps his thighs in frustration.*
LD: Or at least we would be able to, IF THESE BLASTED KIDS STOPPED USING CARROTS FOR NOSES! The song clearly says “a button nose” it’s like they can’t read or anything!
*He sighs, then looks through the binoculars again.*
LD: WAIT, WAIT, hold on. Get down.
*Dominicus and the camera once again get near the ground.*
LD: You see what I see? A little girl pulling a sled with coal, a hat, a scarf- but no carrots. I think we’ve found our mark.
*Is the undisputed face of NPW going to steal from a child? Really? Is this how far we’ve sunk?*
LD: Let’s wait a few moments to make sure that a button is her only option. Then I’ll leap in and do what needs to be done.
*Yes, yes he will.*
LD: Niko, by the way, you have excellent choice in naming your pets. I am honored that you felt compelled to have a Lord Dominicus in your home…house…living domicile? I don’t know how you classify it. It says a lot for the underlings in a kingdom to idolize their leader and I am humbled by it. May your vicious corgi familiar grow to be the bloodthirsty beast he was born to be.
*Suddenly Dominicus holds up his hand.*
LD: This is it. You stay here.
*A masked grown man who’s spent who knows how long staring at children then gets up from his secret hiding spot and makes a mad dash for the little girl. Oh also Lord Dominicus does too. Wait, WHAT!? The camera view raises to above the foliage as we see Lord Dominicus sprint down a snowy hill into the valley of children below only to meet up with….another masked man!?*
Cameraman: What…the…fu-
*We jump cut to scene below! The masked assailant (not Lord Dominicus) has grabbed the little girl by one arm. Lord Dominicus has grabbed her other hand*
Masked Man: WHO ARE YOU!?
LD: I’m Lord Dominicus, the DARK LORD of NPW and their only Triple Crown Champion! Now give me this little girl!
MM: She’s mine! I saw her first!
LD: I know a thing or two about stalemates; I drew against Niko last time we faced off! But you and me, right here? There’s no time limit! I will win this battle!
MM: None of that makes sense!
LD: THE BUTTON WILL BE MINE!
*Dominicus lunges at the would-be-kidnapper, who backs off.*
MM: Screw this, it’s not worth it!
*The masked man runs off only to be tackled by an angry hockey dad and beaten by some moms. Lord Dominicus throws up both of his arms in celebration*
LD: YES! Victory is mi- wait…
*He looks around. The girl has run to her mother, button in hand. Meanwhile there is a large crowd of people surrounding Lord Dominicus. Some of them have their phones out recording the whole scene.*
LD: I can explain!
*At first there is silence. Then, one by one, they start to clap. The little girl’s mother runs to Dominicus and embraces him.*
Mother: Thank you so much, I don’t know how I can ever thank you for saving my daughter
LD: But I-
Bystander: Hey that’s Lord Dominicus, of Northern Pro Wrestling!
Hockey Dad: Who cares where he works, he’s a hero!
LD: But the bu-
Rando: Hey let’s go celebrate with the hero!
*The crowd cheers and then rushes Dominicus, lifting him up and carrying him away as he symbolically reaches towards the button, which finds its way to the nose of an already built snowman as the camera fades out.*
