Post by edwarddubin0604 on Mar 11, 2023 20:51:36 GMT -5
(Psychotic Goth is standing in a dungeon that's deep in an old castle surrounded by old torture devices the dust coating them and lingers in the air as he soaks in the atmosphere as if he can hear the sounds of torture and screams of the victims. There is a purple velvet bag slung over his shoulder.)
Psychotic Goth: "In this chamber of horrors where prisoners were tortured and interrogated continuously by their jailers for every reason imaginable. Where those who were captured in war and rebellion against their masters were put through hell until they were broken in both body and spirit. Despite those who still remained defiant. Despite those who resisted the pain. They would break or even be treated for their wounds only to be tortured again and maybe die."
(He laughs maniacally.)
Psychotic Goth: "It's something nobody wishes to go through back in those days of darkness. Yet they refused to listen to their masters or committed other crimes they would later regret. They would experience the torture and pain until they died by torture or even put to death by guillotine or the masked executioner by chopping block. Either way crowds watched with horror or maybe enjoyed it depending on the innocence of the individual."
(Psychotic Goth roars in an ancient dialect which echoes throughout the chamber.)
Psychotic Goth: "The Elimination Chamber is just like that and even more. This match has everything from brutality and carnage to just plain horror as those who are busted open bleed and receive pain and agony just for victory."
(He roars again in an ancient dialect which echoes throughout the chamber.)
Psychotic Goth: "Yes four men and myself shall enter and only one shall emerge as the champion. Who shall it be I do not know but be assured the destruction shall be quite real as we all plan on destroying each other just for the championship."
(Psychotic Goth smiles as he goes over and slides a finger over a bed of nails and smells the dust and licks it.)
Psychotic Goth: "The taste and smell of ancient dust as it was mixed with rust and blood from past ages. Yet the blood shall be quite new in the chamber as myself, Wesley Crane, Armand von Krauss, Eddie Havok and Rob Riot destroy each other just for the W: UK Heavyweight Championship. This is going to be the ultimate bloodbath."
(He roars in an ancient dialect that echoes throughout the chamber.)
Psychotic Goth: "Wesley Crane your hunting trip only shows you have no true confidence in yourself. You think just because you can shoot deer and then coyotes means you can do the same to me. I am more of a ravenous wolf who doesn't care who he goes after as long as he gets his prey and isn't easy to kill. Bring your rifle. Bring your high powered guns since it won't mean a thing if you fall at my hands. Then again your goons Rage and cage will assist you to try and put me down."
(Psychotic Goth bellows like a savage beast that echoes throughout the chamber.)
Psychotic Goth: "Isn't ironic that The Bastards have enough gold but they seem to need more as if they are too greedy for their own good. Do not worry I shall help cure you Rob Riot of your malady by helping to eliminate you from the chamber. Then again you shall need your fellow Bastards to help you out since you obviously can not win on your own."
(He roars in an ancient dialect that echoes throughout the chamber.)
Psychotic Goth: "Then there's Armand von Krauss who lost his better half just to replace her with someone else. Can she help you in this match Armand? Will she assist you in winning this brutal match against four other men and win your first ever championship in your career in Wrestle: UK. The time is growing short for you to prove you can win the championship."
(Psychotic Goth laughs demonically.)
Psychotic Goth: "Then there's you Eddie Havok. Why are you so upset because I am in this match. Is it because you wanted your fellow Skulls of Grim in the match and thus give you an unearned victory as they take the fall for you. You obviously don't want to earn the match all by yourself. As for my short reign as Two Kingdoms Championship. I shall regain what I lost and when I do regain my championship and win this match. I shall become a double champion whether you like it or not."
(He roars in an ancient dialect that echoes throughout the chamber.)
Psychotic Goth: "Then there's Billy Fowler, who probably feels entitled in this match because he was chosen to fill a spot that any newcomer could have be chosen for. I guess it was because there were plenty of non qualified individuals and Mr. Blood chose the entrants by way of a random ball drawing."
(Psychotic Goth laughs as he unslings his purple velvet bag and caresses it lovingly.)
Psychotic Goth: "When I am unleashed from my chamber I shall provide a taste of my gift to all the contestants and they shall see me unleash the monster that inhabits my dark twisted soul."
(He slings the purple velvet bag over his shoulder again.)
Psychotic Goth: "Believe me the monster in me awaits it's release and I plan on making sure everyone sees the carnage that I can bring when I unleash it."
(Psychotic Goth lowers his head and raises his arms as he flings his head back revealing his pale handsome snake like looks.)
Psychotic Goth: "Time is winding down and soon the blood and carnage shall begin and one shall emerge as the champion. That person shall be me and I shall then regain the championship I never truly lost and be a double champion. Thus I have spoken and thus it shall become true."
(The scene slowly fades to black.)
Psychotic Goth: "In this chamber of horrors where prisoners were tortured and interrogated continuously by their jailers for every reason imaginable. Where those who were captured in war and rebellion against their masters were put through hell until they were broken in both body and spirit. Despite those who still remained defiant. Despite those who resisted the pain. They would break or even be treated for their wounds only to be tortured again and maybe die."
(He laughs maniacally.)
Psychotic Goth: "It's something nobody wishes to go through back in those days of darkness. Yet they refused to listen to their masters or committed other crimes they would later regret. They would experience the torture and pain until they died by torture or even put to death by guillotine or the masked executioner by chopping block. Either way crowds watched with horror or maybe enjoyed it depending on the innocence of the individual."
(Psychotic Goth roars in an ancient dialect which echoes throughout the chamber.)
Psychotic Goth: "The Elimination Chamber is just like that and even more. This match has everything from brutality and carnage to just plain horror as those who are busted open bleed and receive pain and agony just for victory."
(He roars again in an ancient dialect which echoes throughout the chamber.)
Psychotic Goth: "Yes four men and myself shall enter and only one shall emerge as the champion. Who shall it be I do not know but be assured the destruction shall be quite real as we all plan on destroying each other just for the championship."
(Psychotic Goth smiles as he goes over and slides a finger over a bed of nails and smells the dust and licks it.)
Psychotic Goth: "The taste and smell of ancient dust as it was mixed with rust and blood from past ages. Yet the blood shall be quite new in the chamber as myself, Wesley Crane, Armand von Krauss, Eddie Havok and Rob Riot destroy each other just for the W: UK Heavyweight Championship. This is going to be the ultimate bloodbath."
(He roars in an ancient dialect that echoes throughout the chamber.)
Psychotic Goth: "Wesley Crane your hunting trip only shows you have no true confidence in yourself. You think just because you can shoot deer and then coyotes means you can do the same to me. I am more of a ravenous wolf who doesn't care who he goes after as long as he gets his prey and isn't easy to kill. Bring your rifle. Bring your high powered guns since it won't mean a thing if you fall at my hands. Then again your goons Rage and cage will assist you to try and put me down."
(Psychotic Goth bellows like a savage beast that echoes throughout the chamber.)
Psychotic Goth: "Isn't ironic that The Bastards have enough gold but they seem to need more as if they are too greedy for their own good. Do not worry I shall help cure you Rob Riot of your malady by helping to eliminate you from the chamber. Then again you shall need your fellow Bastards to help you out since you obviously can not win on your own."
(He roars in an ancient dialect that echoes throughout the chamber.)
Psychotic Goth: "Then there's Armand von Krauss who lost his better half just to replace her with someone else. Can she help you in this match Armand? Will she assist you in winning this brutal match against four other men and win your first ever championship in your career in Wrestle: UK. The time is growing short for you to prove you can win the championship."
(Psychotic Goth laughs demonically.)
Psychotic Goth: "Then there's you Eddie Havok. Why are you so upset because I am in this match. Is it because you wanted your fellow Skulls of Grim in the match and thus give you an unearned victory as they take the fall for you. You obviously don't want to earn the match all by yourself. As for my short reign as Two Kingdoms Championship. I shall regain what I lost and when I do regain my championship and win this match. I shall become a double champion whether you like it or not."
(He roars in an ancient dialect that echoes throughout the chamber.)
Psychotic Goth: "Then there's Billy Fowler, who probably feels entitled in this match because he was chosen to fill a spot that any newcomer could have be chosen for. I guess it was because there were plenty of non qualified individuals and Mr. Blood chose the entrants by way of a random ball drawing."
(Psychotic Goth laughs as he unslings his purple velvet bag and caresses it lovingly.)
Psychotic Goth: "When I am unleashed from my chamber I shall provide a taste of my gift to all the contestants and they shall see me unleash the monster that inhabits my dark twisted soul."
(He slings the purple velvet bag over his shoulder again.)
Psychotic Goth: "Believe me the monster in me awaits it's release and I plan on making sure everyone sees the carnage that I can bring when I unleash it."
(Psychotic Goth lowers his head and raises his arms as he flings his head back revealing his pale handsome snake like looks.)
Psychotic Goth: "Time is winding down and soon the blood and carnage shall begin and one shall emerge as the champion. That person shall be me and I shall then regain the championship I never truly lost and be a double champion. Thus I have spoken and thus it shall become true."
(The scene slowly fades to black.)