Post by vastrix on Jul 2, 2021 16:07:28 GMT -5
Armand enters the conference room that doubles as a dressing room for Armand and his crew of clowns. He enters with the rest of the KGB that attended the nights festivities. Armand walks over, seizes the conference room table from the side, and flips the entire thing over in a rage with everything that was on the table going flying.
Armand von Krauss: Ich kann nicht glauben, dass Gus Arnold diese Bastarde mit dem Rest der Galaktischen Sexpiraten an Bord bringen würde! Die Kühnheit des Mannes. Die Gier, Namen zu unterschreiben, die letztendlich der Untergang seines gesamten Unternehmens sein wird!
Eddie D: What was that? Who were those people? You know we don’t speak German? Armand?
Armand swings his gaze to Eddie D, his eyes not seeing Eddie, but battles in the past with the Bastards. He blinks and the fires dissipate to bring him back to the present, his stoic mask back into place.
Armand von Krauss: They are how you say, ghosts from the past. Nothing more than that.
Eddie D: They sure didn’t feel like just ghosts. Your reaction tells me that they aren’t just ghosts.
Armand’s mask cracks again and the mania slips out again as he regards the rest of the KGB.
Armand von Krauss: I’m going to ask you to all leave me alone while I work out our next steps.
Paul Soutter steps forward, a frown on his face as he steps onto the overturned table.
Paul Soutter: We should really talk about this as a team.
Armand von Krauss: YOU SHOULD LEAVE THE ROOM BEFORE I HAVE MY CLOWNS MURDER YOU ALL!
Paul Soutter: Okay, okay. Call us when you regain your senses.
The rest of the KGB file back out of the room, leaving Armand by himself. He picks up a snow globe that looks like it was based on the Killer Klowns from Outer Space movie. He growls and throws the snow globe against the wall where it shatters.
He stands there and breathes heavily for a long time, trying to regain control of himself. Eventually, he controls his breathing and picks up his golden case of Egyptian cigarettes from the floor and lights one. He blows smoke into the air with a sigh.
Armand von Krauss: I’m only in NPW for a short amount of time, but I will leave no stone unturned in my quest to avenge myself upon Rob Riot and his little crew…
Armand von Krauss: Ich kann nicht glauben, dass Gus Arnold diese Bastarde mit dem Rest der Galaktischen Sexpiraten an Bord bringen würde! Die Kühnheit des Mannes. Die Gier, Namen zu unterschreiben, die letztendlich der Untergang seines gesamten Unternehmens sein wird!
Eddie D: What was that? Who were those people? You know we don’t speak German? Armand?
Armand swings his gaze to Eddie D, his eyes not seeing Eddie, but battles in the past with the Bastards. He blinks and the fires dissipate to bring him back to the present, his stoic mask back into place.
Armand von Krauss: They are how you say, ghosts from the past. Nothing more than that.
Eddie D: They sure didn’t feel like just ghosts. Your reaction tells me that they aren’t just ghosts.
Armand’s mask cracks again and the mania slips out again as he regards the rest of the KGB.
Armand von Krauss: I’m going to ask you to all leave me alone while I work out our next steps.
Paul Soutter steps forward, a frown on his face as he steps onto the overturned table.
Paul Soutter: We should really talk about this as a team.
Armand von Krauss: YOU SHOULD LEAVE THE ROOM BEFORE I HAVE MY CLOWNS MURDER YOU ALL!
Paul Soutter: Okay, okay. Call us when you regain your senses.
The rest of the KGB file back out of the room, leaving Armand by himself. He picks up a snow globe that looks like it was based on the Killer Klowns from Outer Space movie. He growls and throws the snow globe against the wall where it shatters.
He stands there and breathes heavily for a long time, trying to regain control of himself. Eventually, he controls his breathing and picks up his golden case of Egyptian cigarettes from the floor and lights one. He blows smoke into the air with a sigh.
Armand von Krauss: I’m only in NPW for a short amount of time, but I will leave no stone unturned in my quest to avenge myself upon Rob Riot and his little crew…
