Post by Oblivion Death Squad on Apr 19, 2023 19:27:39 GMT -5
‘No longer relevant? It’s weird because in LWA they know Donzig-gun. And across the XHF they know the name of Donzig-gun. And over in CWF? You got it. But no Rob, I guess we’re not relevant like some two bit fucking primadonnas who can’t do a goddamned thing besides throw out some shoots and baby insults.’
Victoria DiScorpio smiled pleasantly, shrugging as she looked back at the silent and glowering figures of the Oblivion Death Squad.
‘Last time I looked the Bastards who stand around and say a lot like to stay close to home where they can play it safe. Where they can sit around and cuddle up in the little baby blanket that is WUK, and talk shit while they hide with their little tail between their legs. And shit, I guess you’re right someone should tell Blood that only one of over rated pieces of human trash should get a title shot at a time so you don’t have to fight each other.’
A shrug, and she winked.
‘It must be boring as fuck listening to each other cut the same promos over and over and over again. And have to pretend it’s good.’
Leather creaked as she waved a hand, glancing at the two brutes behind her. And she sniffed, continuing as she flexed her gloved fingers.
‘I think it was awfully kind of Mister Blood to give you a fucking excuse like Lord Dominicus to hide behind when you lose. You guys can sit around and cry about how you are mistreated and you’re leaving, and you’re just the best ever! Except this time it will be without the gold.’
She snapped her fingers.
‘Oh, I know than you can go make up some pretend tag titles and act like they are the real ones. Just like you pretend you’re relevant, or that you’re not a little child in the woods hiding from the wolves.’
She stared at the camera, and sniffed again.
‘By the way, Donzig doesn’t run this shit anymore. We do. So this version of the Death Squad? They aren’t playing by the same rules. But of course you wouldn’t know that because your head is shoved up your own ass. So you can go and tweet your displeasure, and whine, and cut your little promos where you throw a tantrum like a baby.’
Victoria laughed.
Mormo growled, stepping forward as he snarled from behind his mask. His thick finger jabbing at the camera, and he fumed.
‘Epoka e bastardeve ka mbaruar! Mbretërimi i tyre ka mbaruar! Është koha që morëm është e jona me të drejtë! Është koha që ne të bëhemi kampionë të ekipit të WUK!'
Victoria looked confused, blinking before her head tilted. And she looked to Moloch, who stared down at her. She shrugged, and then Moloch grabbed Wormwood who was passing by. He spoke angrily, gesturing at the camera before jerking a thumb at Victoria.
Wormwood blinked.
‘Yes, I can speak Albanian! I worked at a cab company in New York!’
Mormo lifted hand, clearly thinking of swatting the little man. Moloch shook his head, and Wormwood gave Victoria a leer before he spoke.
‘The Age of the Bastards is over! Their reign is over! It is time that we took is ours by right! It is time that we became the WUK tag team champions!’
Moloch grunted, and then he slammed his fist into his palm.
‘Një ndeshje kundër nesh dhe si fituat? Ata thonë se ne jemi gënjeshtarë dhe hajdutë, por ne nuk kemi asgjë për ju gjemba delirante. Gjithçka që bëni është të gënjeni, por tani nuk do të ketë më gënjeshtra. Nuk do të ketë ku të fshihet! Ne do t'jua marrim ato tituj dhe do të qëndrojmë si Kampionët e WUK! Ne do t'i japim fund kësaj farsë.'
‘One match against us, and how did you win? They say we are liars and thieves, but we have nothing on you delusional pricks. All you do is lie, but now there will be no more lies. There will be nowhere to hide! We will take those titles from you, and we will stand as the Champions of WUK! We will end this farce.’
Victoria arched a brow, and Mormo slammed a hand against his chest.
‘Ne nuk po luftojmë për Donzig këtë herë! Dhe ne nuk po luftojmë për Armandin! Ne po luftojmë për ne! Ne po luftojmë për Skuadrën e Vdekjes Oblivion! Ne do t'i dëshmojmë WUK-së dhe gjithë XHF-së se jemi ekipi më i madh në këtë rrjet! Se ne jemi mbretërit, mbretërit e pakurorëzuar! Dhe fillon ndërsa ne e çojmë në fund mbretërimin e ju të dyve!'
‘We are not fighting for Donzig this time! And we are not fighting for Armand! We are fighting for us! We are fighting for the Oblivion Death Squad! We will prove to the WUK and the entire XHF that we are the greatest team on this network! That we are the kings, the uncrowned kings! And it starts as we bring the reign of you two to an end!’
Victoria’s eyes narrowed slightly as Moloch nodded at his brother’s words before he lifted his huge hands as he spat.
‘Ju mund të fajësoni Gjakun! Ju mund të fajësoni Dominicus! Por në Wolverhampton? Kjo përfundon! Një herë e përgjithmonë!'
‘You can blame Blood! You can blame Dominicus! But at Wolverhampton? This ends! For once and always!’
The pair looked at each other, and then Mormo laughed.
‘Mos u shqetësoni se mund t'i bëni vetes disa tituj të rremë pasi të kemi mbaruar.’
‘Don’t worry you can make yourselves some fake titles after we are done.’
The Death Squad bumped forearms, and then stormed off with Victoria following after a moment. Frank stared after them, adjusting his glasses.
‘Donzig’s sister, huh?’
Victoria DiScorpio smiled pleasantly, shrugging as she looked back at the silent and glowering figures of the Oblivion Death Squad.
‘Last time I looked the Bastards who stand around and say a lot like to stay close to home where they can play it safe. Where they can sit around and cuddle up in the little baby blanket that is WUK, and talk shit while they hide with their little tail between their legs. And shit, I guess you’re right someone should tell Blood that only one of over rated pieces of human trash should get a title shot at a time so you don’t have to fight each other.’
A shrug, and she winked.
‘It must be boring as fuck listening to each other cut the same promos over and over and over again. And have to pretend it’s good.’
Leather creaked as she waved a hand, glancing at the two brutes behind her. And she sniffed, continuing as she flexed her gloved fingers.
‘I think it was awfully kind of Mister Blood to give you a fucking excuse like Lord Dominicus to hide behind when you lose. You guys can sit around and cry about how you are mistreated and you’re leaving, and you’re just the best ever! Except this time it will be without the gold.’
She snapped her fingers.
‘Oh, I know than you can go make up some pretend tag titles and act like they are the real ones. Just like you pretend you’re relevant, or that you’re not a little child in the woods hiding from the wolves.’
She stared at the camera, and sniffed again.
‘By the way, Donzig doesn’t run this shit anymore. We do. So this version of the Death Squad? They aren’t playing by the same rules. But of course you wouldn’t know that because your head is shoved up your own ass. So you can go and tweet your displeasure, and whine, and cut your little promos where you throw a tantrum like a baby.’
Victoria laughed.
Mormo growled, stepping forward as he snarled from behind his mask. His thick finger jabbing at the camera, and he fumed.
‘Epoka e bastardeve ka mbaruar! Mbretërimi i tyre ka mbaruar! Është koha që morëm është e jona me të drejtë! Është koha që ne të bëhemi kampionë të ekipit të WUK!'
Victoria looked confused, blinking before her head tilted. And she looked to Moloch, who stared down at her. She shrugged, and then Moloch grabbed Wormwood who was passing by. He spoke angrily, gesturing at the camera before jerking a thumb at Victoria.
Wormwood blinked.
‘Yes, I can speak Albanian! I worked at a cab company in New York!’
Mormo lifted hand, clearly thinking of swatting the little man. Moloch shook his head, and Wormwood gave Victoria a leer before he spoke.
‘The Age of the Bastards is over! Their reign is over! It is time that we took is ours by right! It is time that we became the WUK tag team champions!’
Moloch grunted, and then he slammed his fist into his palm.
‘Një ndeshje kundër nesh dhe si fituat? Ata thonë se ne jemi gënjeshtarë dhe hajdutë, por ne nuk kemi asgjë për ju gjemba delirante. Gjithçka që bëni është të gënjeni, por tani nuk do të ketë më gënjeshtra. Nuk do të ketë ku të fshihet! Ne do t'jua marrim ato tituj dhe do të qëndrojmë si Kampionët e WUK! Ne do t'i japim fund kësaj farsë.'
‘One match against us, and how did you win? They say we are liars and thieves, but we have nothing on you delusional pricks. All you do is lie, but now there will be no more lies. There will be nowhere to hide! We will take those titles from you, and we will stand as the Champions of WUK! We will end this farce.’
Victoria arched a brow, and Mormo slammed a hand against his chest.
‘Ne nuk po luftojmë për Donzig këtë herë! Dhe ne nuk po luftojmë për Armandin! Ne po luftojmë për ne! Ne po luftojmë për Skuadrën e Vdekjes Oblivion! Ne do t'i dëshmojmë WUK-së dhe gjithë XHF-së se jemi ekipi më i madh në këtë rrjet! Se ne jemi mbretërit, mbretërit e pakurorëzuar! Dhe fillon ndërsa ne e çojmë në fund mbretërimin e ju të dyve!'
‘We are not fighting for Donzig this time! And we are not fighting for Armand! We are fighting for us! We are fighting for the Oblivion Death Squad! We will prove to the WUK and the entire XHF that we are the greatest team on this network! That we are the kings, the uncrowned kings! And it starts as we bring the reign of you two to an end!’
Victoria’s eyes narrowed slightly as Moloch nodded at his brother’s words before he lifted his huge hands as he spat.
‘Ju mund të fajësoni Gjakun! Ju mund të fajësoni Dominicus! Por në Wolverhampton? Kjo përfundon! Një herë e përgjithmonë!'
‘You can blame Blood! You can blame Dominicus! But at Wolverhampton? This ends! For once and always!’
The pair looked at each other, and then Mormo laughed.
‘Mos u shqetësoni se mund t'i bëni vetes disa tituj të rremë pasi të kemi mbaruar.’
‘Don’t worry you can make yourselves some fake titles after we are done.’
The Death Squad bumped forearms, and then stormed off with Victoria following after a moment. Frank stared after them, adjusting his glasses.
‘Donzig’s sister, huh?’
