Post by nick on Feb 3, 2022 6:25:20 GMT -5
(Vicious stands tall, looking down at the camera. He flexes his thick neck left then right and glowers.)
Vicious: I don’t get it. Did I miss the damn memo? Or maybe – MAYBE – this dumb fuck “Nobody” is simply too fucking stupid to understand how things work around here. Well, that’s on him, not me.
BUT, let me just correct his deluded misconceptions.
I’m Vicious. I’m one half of Wicked. We – Vile and I – really don’t give a rat’s ass about your crappy, little title. You think I’m coming to take that shitty piece of tin away from you? HA! WHY? Why the fuck would I be interested in doing something so utterly pointless? You just don’t get it, do you?
I’m not like those other losers you’ve faced. I’m not here for the fucking “glory”. I’m not interested in fame, accolades of some shitty belt. MONEY. That’s ALL that matters. So, Nobody, you cough up the cash and you get a real easy win. Hell, for enough dolla-dolla I’ll lay down and let them count. I don’t give a fuck. BUT, what’s NOT gonna happen is YOU using some crappy OLD move to take the win. NOR am I gonna be the one that’s squealing in pain.
Look, I’m making this as SIMPLE as I fucking can, because you’re clearly someone whose strong suit is NOT thinking. I’m not actually sure what it is you’re SUPPOSED to be good at, but HELL, it sure ain’t thinking.
So, here it is all spelled out: I cheat. I hurt people. I don’t give a flying FUCK about the rules. Rules? For me they aren’t even guidelines. I do what I want, when I want, how I want. What does that mean? It means that there’s EVERY fucking likelihood that you’ll get to keep your ‘precious’ little belt. BUT you’ll also get plenty of souvenirs of our time together. Hell, you may even get to show them off to the nice people at the hospital! You know, people that actually give a shit about stuff like that.
You. WILL. Get. Hurt.
It’s a certainty.
And I’m gonna enjoy every fucking second of it!
See you real soon, No-Brains.
FIN
Vicious: I don’t get it. Did I miss the damn memo? Or maybe – MAYBE – this dumb fuck “Nobody” is simply too fucking stupid to understand how things work around here. Well, that’s on him, not me.
BUT, let me just correct his deluded misconceptions.
I’m Vicious. I’m one half of Wicked. We – Vile and I – really don’t give a rat’s ass about your crappy, little title. You think I’m coming to take that shitty piece of tin away from you? HA! WHY? Why the fuck would I be interested in doing something so utterly pointless? You just don’t get it, do you?
I’m not like those other losers you’ve faced. I’m not here for the fucking “glory”. I’m not interested in fame, accolades of some shitty belt. MONEY. That’s ALL that matters. So, Nobody, you cough up the cash and you get a real easy win. Hell, for enough dolla-dolla I’ll lay down and let them count. I don’t give a fuck. BUT, what’s NOT gonna happen is YOU using some crappy OLD move to take the win. NOR am I gonna be the one that’s squealing in pain.
Look, I’m making this as SIMPLE as I fucking can, because you’re clearly someone whose strong suit is NOT thinking. I’m not actually sure what it is you’re SUPPOSED to be good at, but HELL, it sure ain’t thinking.
So, here it is all spelled out: I cheat. I hurt people. I don’t give a flying FUCK about the rules. Rules? For me they aren’t even guidelines. I do what I want, when I want, how I want. What does that mean? It means that there’s EVERY fucking likelihood that you’ll get to keep your ‘precious’ little belt. BUT you’ll also get plenty of souvenirs of our time together. Hell, you may even get to show them off to the nice people at the hospital! You know, people that actually give a shit about stuff like that.
You. WILL. Get. Hurt.
It’s a certainty.
And I’m gonna enjoy every fucking second of it!
See you real soon, No-Brains.
FIN