Post by Donzig on Jul 13, 2022 19:20:37 GMT -5
Flames flared to life casting wild flickering lights across the ruined and overgrown stone walls of some ruin. Beyond the ruins stood rows of silent trees, and the dim glow of the city of Nottingham beyond them. The fire burned, sparks swirling in the hot wind as Donzig stared into the flames as they were reflected across the surface of his mask. He lifted a hand, shrugging before he started to speak in that low rasping snarl of his.
'Eddie D. It is fitting that you and I will meet again in Nottingham, because you see here they say a man lived who was a champion of the people.'
A hand waved, and Donzig started to pace slowly as smoke and embers leapt from the fire.
'Oh, he opposed the rulers of this land, he defended the claims of the rightful king, he stole from the rich and gave to the poor. And he defended the weak from the strong, and he did all of this with a smile on his lips, a song in his heart, and his merry men by his side! And the people loved him, they would do anything for this man, Eddie! But you see despite what a creature like Commandrix would tell you, despite what people like the Bastards may believe, and despite what you think?'
Donzig jabbed a finger at the camera, and his voice came out a shriek.
'It is all a fucking myth! It's a myth, Eddie! It is a fairy tale for children! It is a comforting lie!'
Donzig lifted a hand, pressing a finger against his mask as he took a deep breath. His shoulders lifting, and he paused before he turned around to start pacing again. The light from the fire casting his long shadows across the trees as he growled.
'You see despite what you all want to think? Prince John? He became King John, and he ruled over this kingdom while his brother rotted in the ground. Robin Hood not withstanding! You see while Richard the Lionheart was off in the Holy Land trying to cover himself in glory, and bankrupting this country? John was on the ground, getting shit done! And of course, all these people could do was sit around and piss and moan! Because like you, like you, Eddie! They don't know what it takes to rule, to build something for the future! Shortsighted, greedy, and selfish! Fucking ignorant!'
Donzig hissed, shaking his head beneath his hood.
'All you want is to be fat, happy, and warm. You just want someone to take care of you so you can sit around and what?'
Donzig shrugged, and he stared into the flames before he waved a hand dismissively.
'If there were highwaymen in these woods, Eddie? You and your little rabble need to realize that they were not stealing from the rich to give to the poor! They were stealing for themselves, they were looking out for number one! And they didn't give two fucks who was on what throne or why! But you see, Eddie? You want to play the hero, you want to be the People's Champion! So fucking be it!'
Donzig tilted his head with a hiss, and he wiped his knuckles across his mask as he started to pace again. The coat snapping around him, sparks and flames leaping in his wake as he continued.
'The time is running out for you, 'champ'. These people they think that bringing weapons to the arena is going to help you? Is that it? They are going to cobble together some little toys to help Eddie D defeat the big bad Scourge is that it?'
Donzig mocked them with a falsetto, and then he snorted.
'Bah! They can fucking cobble together whatever the hell they want! Because with their little fucking vote, with their little People's Choice! They signed your goddamned death warrant! Because every weapon they made for your hand? It can go in mine, Eddie! And you know what that means, because as big as you are, as strong as you are, as good as you are! And I am not going to be one of these fucking little babies who weren't there! I am not going to act like SWAT was some minor leagues or some shit! You know as well as I do? What I am capable of with a weapon, you know what I can and do when there are no rules! I am going to flay the skin from your hide, Eddie! I am going to drag Mr. SWAT himself through that goddamned arena! I am going to beat some fucking sense into your thick skull, eh?'
Donzig's voice had risen to a shriek, and he paused as he cocked his masked head beneath the hood again. He stared into the flames, sniffing before he spoke again in a low growl.
'This isn't SWAT, Eddie. This is Wrestle: UK, this is new fucking age! A new fucking era! And I am the master of that era, I am the Wonder and Terror of this Age! And I am going to show you and these people that I am the true heir, eh? And as I break their champion, as I leave the myth of the Good Guy Eddie D laying on the cold hard cement floor of the arena, as I show all of Nottingham that the Inevitable doesn't give two fucks about their People's Champion! You and they will awake in a new world, in a nightmare, an unending nightmare! Because Eddie, Eddie, Eddie, I have many names. I have as many names are there are ways to die, to suffer, to be broken on the Wheel! Each name a mask that I wear.'
Donzig lifted his hand, and his fingers tightened on his mask as he dragged it off. His eyes wild beneath it, and he snarled before he spat.
'But you and Nottingham? You will know me as the People's Nightmare.'
'Eddie D. It is fitting that you and I will meet again in Nottingham, because you see here they say a man lived who was a champion of the people.'
A hand waved, and Donzig started to pace slowly as smoke and embers leapt from the fire.
'Oh, he opposed the rulers of this land, he defended the claims of the rightful king, he stole from the rich and gave to the poor. And he defended the weak from the strong, and he did all of this with a smile on his lips, a song in his heart, and his merry men by his side! And the people loved him, they would do anything for this man, Eddie! But you see despite what a creature like Commandrix would tell you, despite what people like the Bastards may believe, and despite what you think?'
Donzig jabbed a finger at the camera, and his voice came out a shriek.
'It is all a fucking myth! It's a myth, Eddie! It is a fairy tale for children! It is a comforting lie!'
Donzig lifted a hand, pressing a finger against his mask as he took a deep breath. His shoulders lifting, and he paused before he turned around to start pacing again. The light from the fire casting his long shadows across the trees as he growled.
'You see despite what you all want to think? Prince John? He became King John, and he ruled over this kingdom while his brother rotted in the ground. Robin Hood not withstanding! You see while Richard the Lionheart was off in the Holy Land trying to cover himself in glory, and bankrupting this country? John was on the ground, getting shit done! And of course, all these people could do was sit around and piss and moan! Because like you, like you, Eddie! They don't know what it takes to rule, to build something for the future! Shortsighted, greedy, and selfish! Fucking ignorant!'
Donzig hissed, shaking his head beneath his hood.
'All you want is to be fat, happy, and warm. You just want someone to take care of you so you can sit around and what?'
Donzig shrugged, and he stared into the flames before he waved a hand dismissively.
'If there were highwaymen in these woods, Eddie? You and your little rabble need to realize that they were not stealing from the rich to give to the poor! They were stealing for themselves, they were looking out for number one! And they didn't give two fucks who was on what throne or why! But you see, Eddie? You want to play the hero, you want to be the People's Champion! So fucking be it!'
Donzig tilted his head with a hiss, and he wiped his knuckles across his mask as he started to pace again. The coat snapping around him, sparks and flames leaping in his wake as he continued.
'The time is running out for you, 'champ'. These people they think that bringing weapons to the arena is going to help you? Is that it? They are going to cobble together some little toys to help Eddie D defeat the big bad Scourge is that it?'
Donzig mocked them with a falsetto, and then he snorted.
'Bah! They can fucking cobble together whatever the hell they want! Because with their little fucking vote, with their little People's Choice! They signed your goddamned death warrant! Because every weapon they made for your hand? It can go in mine, Eddie! And you know what that means, because as big as you are, as strong as you are, as good as you are! And I am not going to be one of these fucking little babies who weren't there! I am not going to act like SWAT was some minor leagues or some shit! You know as well as I do? What I am capable of with a weapon, you know what I can and do when there are no rules! I am going to flay the skin from your hide, Eddie! I am going to drag Mr. SWAT himself through that goddamned arena! I am going to beat some fucking sense into your thick skull, eh?'
Donzig's voice had risen to a shriek, and he paused as he cocked his masked head beneath the hood again. He stared into the flames, sniffing before he spoke again in a low growl.
'This isn't SWAT, Eddie. This is Wrestle: UK, this is new fucking age! A new fucking era! And I am the master of that era, I am the Wonder and Terror of this Age! And I am going to show you and these people that I am the true heir, eh? And as I break their champion, as I leave the myth of the Good Guy Eddie D laying on the cold hard cement floor of the arena, as I show all of Nottingham that the Inevitable doesn't give two fucks about their People's Champion! You and they will awake in a new world, in a nightmare, an unending nightmare! Because Eddie, Eddie, Eddie, I have many names. I have as many names are there are ways to die, to suffer, to be broken on the Wheel! Each name a mask that I wear.'
Donzig lifted his hand, and his fingers tightened on his mask as he dragged it off. His eyes wild beneath it, and he snarled before he spat.
'But you and Nottingham? You will know me as the People's Nightmare.'
