Xmas Wishes for Reign.
Dec 7, 2022 23:55:49 GMT -5
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Post by Donzig on Dec 7, 2022 23:55:49 GMT -5
'I find it all so depressing
I've got no Yuletide joy
We'll teach them a lesson
We'll steal all the presents
from every girl and boy...'
Snow and ice crunched, and the cold dark voice of the man who called himself Death in High Places whispered from the shadows. It echoed off the snow and trees, distorted and off key. Then the faint light gleamed off metal beneath his hood as he drifted closer, and he settled down on a snow covered log beneath the pine trees. His hands fell to his knees, and his head tilted as he sang once more.
'It looks like Christmas
but you just can't tell
It's joyful and triumphant
but to me it feels just like
Christmas in hell!
Christmas in hell!
Christmas in hell!
Christmas in hell!
Christmas in hell!'
The voice fell silent, and Donzig shrugged as he stared up at the sky as snow fell slowly.
'Steve, Steve, Steve. I see you think that it is time for you to take over. That's adorable, it's just adorable. You see I already have one Usurper, so I don't need another pretender to my throne coming around here acting like I owe them something. I know that the good people of REIGN for whatever reason, keeps hoping and praying one of you fuckers will dethrone me? But, no you see I may not be the King of the World, I may not be the X-Crown Champion, I may not even for fuck's sake be a former X-crown Champion? But for better or for worse?'
A hand waved absently, and Donzig stared into the snow covered woods before he shrugged.
'I am the face of REIGN, I am what the peasants in the cheap seats think of when they see the REIGN logo. When someone says 'the elite superstars of REIGN' they mean DONZIG! So let me make this real clear to you, Steve. And I know you are out there right now thinking of some sexual innuendo, some little double entendres to pepper in there, maybe making some phone calls to get some cameos so you can steal some spotlight from the rest of your crew of soft Primadonnas! Whatever the fuck it is you do? But facts are? I am just sitting here waiting to kick your fucking face in, eh? I am not even worried about winning this match, I just want to hurt you! But facts are?'
A pause, and then Donzig's voice rang out in a shriek.
'We all know that the only way I will get my fucking hands on that so called devil Zoran! Because you know he is far too busy terrorizing his former young boy, or stalking Steve to what? Prove how fucking mighty he is by stabbing Steve Awesome? Empty Night! Is this some kind of fucking rib? Is this a joke? Delightful. It's fine, you see I have done a little research on this -' Donzig paused, a finger tapping against his mask. '-fraud. And let's just say? I am not impressed. So it's okay Zoran, I will come to you, because that is who I am! I am a man who does exactly what he says unlike some of us. And in the mean time you and the deadweight that the Usurper saddled with me at OVN 2 can do whatever it is you are doing.'
A snort.
'Which is killing the ratings.'
A pause.
'Not a good killing either I might add, the bad killing.'
Donzig rose to his feet, and his coat snapped around him as he started to stalk back and forth. Snow swirling around him, and he took a deep breath before he lifted a hand to tap against his mask. His eyes lifted skyward again, shaking his head before he shoved back the hood before he turned to glare once more. Head tilting with a low hiss, shrugging his shoulders before he tapped his knuckles against the metal mask.
'Not to go off on a tangent, but in the last week I have seen Isabella Von Krauss threaten to sacrifice a man to the Dark Gods. Fuck all knows what the Usurper and her family are up to! There is man in HKW trying to sell us all piecemeal to Disney! And another guy who tries to burn his opponents and break all of his limbs to please of all things? God. I got guys out here doing all kinds of evil shit!'
Donzig's hand waved, jabbing angrily.
'By the way between leading my global wrestling terrorist army from fed to fed just to cause chaos? Since the Battle of Britain I have stabbed a man in the eye, attacked several wrestlers for no reason, kicked the shit of my employer because it amused me! Tried to kill the Von Krauss at least twice, and invaded HKW! Frankly, by Donzig standards this has been a slow month! Especially since you know I brainwashed my former enemy into doing my bidding! But no, no, no, Zoran is the evil one, right?'
Donzig paused, and he shrugged before his hand lifted to slowly drag off his mask. He stared down at it, then turned his wild eyes to the camera. A hand raked at his beard, and he shrugged as his hand swept across his mouth. He muttered under his breath, pacing again before he spoke in that cold voice.
'Hey, Steve, I am looking past you. Do you see that? I have fucking dismissed you from my mind. It is okay though because now at least both of us will have a promo that is just verbal fucking masturbation and self serving drek! Right? Right, Steve?'
Donzig spat into the snow, and he folded his arms across his chest as he tapped his mask against his shoulder. A sniff, and his eyes lingered on the woods.
'I don't like Christmas. I don't like Santa Claus, you see even before I became more than a mortal, even before I descended into Oblivion and became the Wonder and Terror of this Age? I didn't like Santa Claus. Because Santa Claus is a lie, he is a fucking trap! You see these people sit and they tell you if you are a good little boy or girl that Santa will come and he will give you presents! He will reward you for your good behavior! Well, you shouldn't need a reward to be a good or decent person should you? You shouldn't need a bribe to do what you are told to do! What you know is right, eh? But yet that is the shit that you people are fucking weaned on, what you believe!'
Donzig scowled.
'And then? What is worse? When something comes your way from your bullshit? You all sit around and act like you deserve it, because what? You're a good person? Fuck that. This world is a dying place, a paradise become a Hell! And all of you? You're part of it, you're fucking worms grubbing around in it's corpse looking for what you can take! And the difference between us? I know what I am, I am the Conqueror Worm.'
A hiss, and Donzig lifted his hand to stare at his fingers as they flexed absently. Then he shrugged as it fell, and he walked through the snow.
'I am walking into that village, Steve. And in front of God, the Reindeer, fucking Santa, the Finnish people, their goddamned dogs? I am going to rip you apart, I am going to beat and batter you into the fucking earth! I want everyone to see what I think of them and their little Christmas wishes as I hit you with the Event Horizon! Again, and again, and again! And Steve, you know I will. I think you have eaten more Event Horizons then anyone in the history of the XHF! I might pin you, I might not, you don't know, Steve. All I do know? I will not be happy until I taste your fucking blood one more time, I will not rest until I hurt you again! And then? Well, I don't expect to like anyone at Battle for Hegemony either.'
A shrug, and Donzig turned to leave before he stopped. He didn't turn, his hand lifted and then dropped before he snorted.
'You know what? REIGN doesn't deserve the catch phrase, Steve.'
I've got no Yuletide joy
We'll teach them a lesson
We'll steal all the presents
from every girl and boy...'
Snow and ice crunched, and the cold dark voice of the man who called himself Death in High Places whispered from the shadows. It echoed off the snow and trees, distorted and off key. Then the faint light gleamed off metal beneath his hood as he drifted closer, and he settled down on a snow covered log beneath the pine trees. His hands fell to his knees, and his head tilted as he sang once more.
'It looks like Christmas
but you just can't tell
It's joyful and triumphant
but to me it feels just like
Christmas in hell!
Christmas in hell!
Christmas in hell!
Christmas in hell!
Christmas in hell!'
The voice fell silent, and Donzig shrugged as he stared up at the sky as snow fell slowly.
'Steve, Steve, Steve. I see you think that it is time for you to take over. That's adorable, it's just adorable. You see I already have one Usurper, so I don't need another pretender to my throne coming around here acting like I owe them something. I know that the good people of REIGN for whatever reason, keeps hoping and praying one of you fuckers will dethrone me? But, no you see I may not be the King of the World, I may not be the X-Crown Champion, I may not even for fuck's sake be a former X-crown Champion? But for better or for worse?'
A hand waved absently, and Donzig stared into the snow covered woods before he shrugged.
'I am the face of REIGN, I am what the peasants in the cheap seats think of when they see the REIGN logo. When someone says 'the elite superstars of REIGN' they mean DONZIG! So let me make this real clear to you, Steve. And I know you are out there right now thinking of some sexual innuendo, some little double entendres to pepper in there, maybe making some phone calls to get some cameos so you can steal some spotlight from the rest of your crew of soft Primadonnas! Whatever the fuck it is you do? But facts are? I am just sitting here waiting to kick your fucking face in, eh? I am not even worried about winning this match, I just want to hurt you! But facts are?'
A pause, and then Donzig's voice rang out in a shriek.
'We all know that the only way I will get my fucking hands on that so called devil Zoran! Because you know he is far too busy terrorizing his former young boy, or stalking Steve to what? Prove how fucking mighty he is by stabbing Steve Awesome? Empty Night! Is this some kind of fucking rib? Is this a joke? Delightful. It's fine, you see I have done a little research on this -' Donzig paused, a finger tapping against his mask. '-fraud. And let's just say? I am not impressed. So it's okay Zoran, I will come to you, because that is who I am! I am a man who does exactly what he says unlike some of us. And in the mean time you and the deadweight that the Usurper saddled with me at OVN 2 can do whatever it is you are doing.'
A snort.
'Which is killing the ratings.'
A pause.
'Not a good killing either I might add, the bad killing.'
Donzig rose to his feet, and his coat snapped around him as he started to stalk back and forth. Snow swirling around him, and he took a deep breath before he lifted a hand to tap against his mask. His eyes lifted skyward again, shaking his head before he shoved back the hood before he turned to glare once more. Head tilting with a low hiss, shrugging his shoulders before he tapped his knuckles against the metal mask.
'Not to go off on a tangent, but in the last week I have seen Isabella Von Krauss threaten to sacrifice a man to the Dark Gods. Fuck all knows what the Usurper and her family are up to! There is man in HKW trying to sell us all piecemeal to Disney! And another guy who tries to burn his opponents and break all of his limbs to please of all things? God. I got guys out here doing all kinds of evil shit!'
Donzig's hand waved, jabbing angrily.
'By the way between leading my global wrestling terrorist army from fed to fed just to cause chaos? Since the Battle of Britain I have stabbed a man in the eye, attacked several wrestlers for no reason, kicked the shit of my employer because it amused me! Tried to kill the Von Krauss at least twice, and invaded HKW! Frankly, by Donzig standards this has been a slow month! Especially since you know I brainwashed my former enemy into doing my bidding! But no, no, no, Zoran is the evil one, right?'
Donzig paused, and he shrugged before his hand lifted to slowly drag off his mask. He stared down at it, then turned his wild eyes to the camera. A hand raked at his beard, and he shrugged as his hand swept across his mouth. He muttered under his breath, pacing again before he spoke in that cold voice.
'Hey, Steve, I am looking past you. Do you see that? I have fucking dismissed you from my mind. It is okay though because now at least both of us will have a promo that is just verbal fucking masturbation and self serving drek! Right? Right, Steve?'
Donzig spat into the snow, and he folded his arms across his chest as he tapped his mask against his shoulder. A sniff, and his eyes lingered on the woods.
'I don't like Christmas. I don't like Santa Claus, you see even before I became more than a mortal, even before I descended into Oblivion and became the Wonder and Terror of this Age? I didn't like Santa Claus. Because Santa Claus is a lie, he is a fucking trap! You see these people sit and they tell you if you are a good little boy or girl that Santa will come and he will give you presents! He will reward you for your good behavior! Well, you shouldn't need a reward to be a good or decent person should you? You shouldn't need a bribe to do what you are told to do! What you know is right, eh? But yet that is the shit that you people are fucking weaned on, what you believe!'
Donzig scowled.
'And then? What is worse? When something comes your way from your bullshit? You all sit around and act like you deserve it, because what? You're a good person? Fuck that. This world is a dying place, a paradise become a Hell! And all of you? You're part of it, you're fucking worms grubbing around in it's corpse looking for what you can take! And the difference between us? I know what I am, I am the Conqueror Worm.'
A hiss, and Donzig lifted his hand to stare at his fingers as they flexed absently. Then he shrugged as it fell, and he walked through the snow.
'I am walking into that village, Steve. And in front of God, the Reindeer, fucking Santa, the Finnish people, their goddamned dogs? I am going to rip you apart, I am going to beat and batter you into the fucking earth! I want everyone to see what I think of them and their little Christmas wishes as I hit you with the Event Horizon! Again, and again, and again! And Steve, you know I will. I think you have eaten more Event Horizons then anyone in the history of the XHF! I might pin you, I might not, you don't know, Steve. All I do know? I will not be happy until I taste your fucking blood one more time, I will not rest until I hurt you again! And then? Well, I don't expect to like anyone at Battle for Hegemony either.'
A shrug, and Donzig turned to leave before he stopped. He didn't turn, his hand lifted and then dropped before he snorted.
'You know what? REIGN doesn't deserve the catch phrase, Steve.'