Post by Donzig on Nov 21, 2021 13:40:18 GMT -5
'As I look around the city of Derby, I can't help but notice that someone is missing.' growled a raspy voice, and fingers tapped against something before a candle flared to life. Donzig leaned forward, rolling his shoulders before he tilted his masked face as light gleamed across the metal. And he leaned back, waving a hand in dismissal before he tsked. 'It's fine, I am used to the ways of the XHF rabble. They keep very silent, almost still until the very last minute, the very last hour, and then?'
Donzig's hand slammed down on the table, and it fairly leapt under the blow. And he shrugged, shaking his head as he leaned back once more as he hissed. 'But that is fine, because I am great enough to overcome even such--'
A shrug.
'--trickery? Churlish tactics? Whatever.'
Donzig waved a hand, then pointed at the camera. 'You see Soberano, I see what is really happening here. Because I see things clearly, I see things as they are, unlike other people across the XHF. I watch you with the eyes of Oblivion, and so I know what is going on. You claim to be a sovereign, but you are in fact? Abdicating.'
Donzig nodded, and he dragged a hand across the mouth of his mask before he waved it absently as he rocked forward again. 'The responsibility of holding this throne, this title? It is just too much for you, too overwhelming, and so you are hiding. You are lurking somewhere, hoping and praying that I will leave, eh? That you can creep back in and reclaim this place and say I did, I rule.'
A sniff, and Donzig's fist hit the table again as he snarled.
'Fagh! You think it will be that easy? You think that you can just wait me out? That I will grow tired of these games? No, no, no. You see Soberano I have decided that in order to make the people of XHF recognize my greatness? To make them acknowledge my superiority? I need something that screams look at my wrestling prowess, look at my technical skill! And so I need that fucking plate! I need it!'
Donzig steepled his fingers before him, and he tapped them against his chin as he leaned back in his chair once more.
'And unfortunately, as time runs out? There will be nowhere for you to hide, nowhere for you to escape, and I will have you inside of that ring! And I will batter you from pillar to post, and I will break your spirit even as I inflict pain on your body! I will not allow you to defeat me, Soberano. You see you are a false king, no true sovereign! Where as I?'
Donzig flung the chair to clatter against the floor as he rose, it slid across the floor smacking off the wall as he loomed over the table. And he started to pace angrily, arms failing as he snarled and spat through his mask. 'I am the Conqueror, and I will not let some fucking upstart! Some pretender! Some piece of shit coward, who has spent all this time hiding in the shadows like some fucking bitch! Stand between me and what is mine! Do you understand that, Soberano? Oh, I tried to overlook the insult of your silence, but my patience like my mercy has it's limits! And so now? Now I am going to have to show you the error of your ways, eh?'
He rolled his shoulders, still pacing angrily. His head shaking before he paused, his fingers moving lazily across the flickering flames of the candle. 'You see? You don't think i know what you are doing? What game you are playing? Hiding yourself away? Trying to keep yourself hidden from my sight, so you can come out here at the last minute and try to seize momentum for yourself, eh? Get in some cutting comments and leaving me no chance to reply before I kick the shit out of you? Is that what you want? Well, I got news for you Soberano?'
Donzig paused, a hand lifting to tear off his mask. Revealing a snarl on his face, and he reached up to rake fingers through his beard as the mask slapped down on the wooden table. And he pointed angrily, licking his lips as he leaned closer to the camera. 'Once the fucking avalanche that is Donzig starts rolling? There isn't any fucking stopping it, not anymore! No, no, no! You think you're going to waltz in here and simp your way to win like what? Like a Lucha Libre Steve Awesome? Is that it? Oh, no, I don't think so.'
A hand lifts, and Donzig shrugs as he smooths his wild beard again. And he takes a deep breath, eyes closing for a moment before he starts to speak again in that low growl. 'I am going to hurt you, Soberano. Tick, tock.'
A pause.
'I am going to break you, Soberano. Tick, tock.'
A pause.
'I am going to make you suffer in pain for every minute, every hour that you wasted in this fucking feeble attempt at the trickery.'
His head tilted, and he scowled.
'Tick.'
It tilted the other way.
'Tock.'
Donzig lifted a hand, and sniffed. 'I am going to make you bleed, I am going to baptize Reign's place in the XHF with your fucking blood. I am going to bless the debut show of Reign with you as a sacrifice! I am going to fucking feed you to the Void in pieces, eh? One piece at a fucking time! You see?? As I said before I need to send a message, and if I have to send it by ripping your arms of their fucking sockets? Then that is what I will do.'
He wiped his mouth, starting to pace once more with a wave of his hand.
'You see? You think you are going to walk in here as Luchador royalty or something to walk all over me? And maybe if I were a mere mortal, or if I were just a normal man? Maybe that would work, but Soberano? I am not. I am Death in High Places, the Conqueror Worm, the Hand of Doom! And I will be waiting for you, and when you show up? I am going to take you out into the deep waters, and I am going to hold you under! I am going to break you in the crashing waves of Oblivion, and will batter you against the reefs of your own fucking frailty! And then? I will drag your carcass back onto the shore, and leave it on the fucking rocks for the scavengers! Because Soberano? That is your destiny.'
A pause.
'Inescapable.'
A pause.
'Inevitable.'
His hand lifted, and then his fingers closed on that flame. The candle went out, smoke swirling in thin ribbons as that voice hissed from the sudden shadows.
'See you soon.'
Donzig's hand slammed down on the table, and it fairly leapt under the blow. And he shrugged, shaking his head as he leaned back once more as he hissed. 'But that is fine, because I am great enough to overcome even such--'
A shrug.
'--trickery? Churlish tactics? Whatever.'
Donzig waved a hand, then pointed at the camera. 'You see Soberano, I see what is really happening here. Because I see things clearly, I see things as they are, unlike other people across the XHF. I watch you with the eyes of Oblivion, and so I know what is going on. You claim to be a sovereign, but you are in fact? Abdicating.'
Donzig nodded, and he dragged a hand across the mouth of his mask before he waved it absently as he rocked forward again. 'The responsibility of holding this throne, this title? It is just too much for you, too overwhelming, and so you are hiding. You are lurking somewhere, hoping and praying that I will leave, eh? That you can creep back in and reclaim this place and say I did, I rule.'
A sniff, and Donzig's fist hit the table again as he snarled.
'Fagh! You think it will be that easy? You think that you can just wait me out? That I will grow tired of these games? No, no, no. You see Soberano I have decided that in order to make the people of XHF recognize my greatness? To make them acknowledge my superiority? I need something that screams look at my wrestling prowess, look at my technical skill! And so I need that fucking plate! I need it!'
Donzig steepled his fingers before him, and he tapped them against his chin as he leaned back in his chair once more.
'And unfortunately, as time runs out? There will be nowhere for you to hide, nowhere for you to escape, and I will have you inside of that ring! And I will batter you from pillar to post, and I will break your spirit even as I inflict pain on your body! I will not allow you to defeat me, Soberano. You see you are a false king, no true sovereign! Where as I?'
Donzig flung the chair to clatter against the floor as he rose, it slid across the floor smacking off the wall as he loomed over the table. And he started to pace angrily, arms failing as he snarled and spat through his mask. 'I am the Conqueror, and I will not let some fucking upstart! Some pretender! Some piece of shit coward, who has spent all this time hiding in the shadows like some fucking bitch! Stand between me and what is mine! Do you understand that, Soberano? Oh, I tried to overlook the insult of your silence, but my patience like my mercy has it's limits! And so now? Now I am going to have to show you the error of your ways, eh?'
He rolled his shoulders, still pacing angrily. His head shaking before he paused, his fingers moving lazily across the flickering flames of the candle. 'You see? You don't think i know what you are doing? What game you are playing? Hiding yourself away? Trying to keep yourself hidden from my sight, so you can come out here at the last minute and try to seize momentum for yourself, eh? Get in some cutting comments and leaving me no chance to reply before I kick the shit out of you? Is that what you want? Well, I got news for you Soberano?'
Donzig paused, a hand lifting to tear off his mask. Revealing a snarl on his face, and he reached up to rake fingers through his beard as the mask slapped down on the wooden table. And he pointed angrily, licking his lips as he leaned closer to the camera. 'Once the fucking avalanche that is Donzig starts rolling? There isn't any fucking stopping it, not anymore! No, no, no! You think you're going to waltz in here and simp your way to win like what? Like a Lucha Libre Steve Awesome? Is that it? Oh, no, I don't think so.'
A hand lifts, and Donzig shrugs as he smooths his wild beard again. And he takes a deep breath, eyes closing for a moment before he starts to speak again in that low growl. 'I am going to hurt you, Soberano. Tick, tock.'
A pause.
'I am going to break you, Soberano. Tick, tock.'
A pause.
'I am going to make you suffer in pain for every minute, every hour that you wasted in this fucking feeble attempt at the trickery.'
His head tilted, and he scowled.
'Tick.'
It tilted the other way.
'Tock.'
Donzig lifted a hand, and sniffed. 'I am going to make you bleed, I am going to baptize Reign's place in the XHF with your fucking blood. I am going to bless the debut show of Reign with you as a sacrifice! I am going to fucking feed you to the Void in pieces, eh? One piece at a fucking time! You see?? As I said before I need to send a message, and if I have to send it by ripping your arms of their fucking sockets? Then that is what I will do.'
He wiped his mouth, starting to pace once more with a wave of his hand.
'You see? You think you are going to walk in here as Luchador royalty or something to walk all over me? And maybe if I were a mere mortal, or if I were just a normal man? Maybe that would work, but Soberano? I am not. I am Death in High Places, the Conqueror Worm, the Hand of Doom! And I will be waiting for you, and when you show up? I am going to take you out into the deep waters, and I am going to hold you under! I am going to break you in the crashing waves of Oblivion, and will batter you against the reefs of your own fucking frailty! And then? I will drag your carcass back onto the shore, and leave it on the fucking rocks for the scavengers! Because Soberano? That is your destiny.'
A pause.
'Inescapable.'
A pause.
'Inevitable.'
His hand lifted, and then his fingers closed on that flame. The candle went out, smoke swirling in thin ribbons as that voice hissed from the sudden shadows.
'See you soon.'