Post by edwarddubin0604 on Jul 4, 2023 19:21:10 GMT -5
(Psychotic Goth is walking down a dark street in the late night the lights are completely off but he doesn't care. He hears the occasional dog barking and growling warnings for him to stay away. He ignores the dogs and passes a yard and a dog charges but is restrained by a collar.)
Psychotic Goth: "Imagine three shows ago I was challenged by a gang of goons led by a complete idiot. He thought I was just going to try and back down or coward out of my match with him."
(He pauses as the dog continues to bark showing it's teeth.)
Psychotic Goth: "Yet where are these so-called tough guys. Where did they go and why haven't we seen them again. I'll tell you where they went and why they are completely forgotten in the annals of Wrestle: UK."
(Psychotic Goth laughs continuing to look at the dog.)
Psychotic Goth: "They ran away like the true idiots and cowards they are. Their idiot leader challenged me and when we met in the graveyard I buried him without mercy and he was never heard from again. I treated them like the dogs that they are and beat all three of them on different occasions."
(He roars like a berserker and the dog barks and snarls even more vicious and mean.)
Psychotic Goth: "Now Armand comes out after the last show and challenges me to a Dog Collar Match. Once again an opponent challenges me thinking I was going to back down but the opposite occurred and I accepted."
(Psychotic goth laughs maniacally.)
Psychotic Goth: "Imagine a match that I love so much since I do need to have my wrists chained as I enter ringside. So did you think I would be scared to be collared like a dog. You are so sadly mistaken."
(He roars like a beast.)
Psychotic Goth: "Yes Armand this match has been over two years in the making. Ever since I ruined the SWAT takeover by stealing the stocks as I wanted to save my home fed from being threatened. I know that's been at the back of your mind since that day. I do have a long memory of that and I know you do to."
(Psychotic Goth smiles evilly.)
Psychotic Goth: "Imagine you abandoned your wife Esmerelda for your secretary/assassin Victoria DiScorpio. Still it won't matter since I shall be unleashing two years of pent up anger just for you for your attempt to takeover SWAT. Yes SWAT was eventually bought by Mr. Blood who has been temporarily placed out of action due to some unscrupulous scumbag."
(He takes something out of a pouch.)
Psychotic Goth: "Now Mr. Wormwood has taken over as temporary owner and he obviously knew the benefit of a good match up. Lot's of prestige is on the line being it's a tournament still going on and it is The Prestige Cup. You could have won on your own but you needed Victoria DiScorpio to fight your battle for you when you had the match won. That's not the Armand von Krauss that I knew from two years ago."
(Psychotic Goth smells the object and licks it enjoying the flavor.)
Psychotic Goth: "Smells fresh and good and tasty enough for even the most rabid dog pallet. Even if this dog is collared in his master's yard he still appreciates the benefits of real fresh meat."
(He roars in an ancient dialect as he tosses it at the dog and the dog tears and chews at it.)
Psychotic Goth: "Yes eat it up. I know you are hungry and you shall be full and at peace but when it comes to me and you Armand there shall be true hardcore violence and blood when we strap those dog collars on. I know we plan on using that collar to whip each other and throw each other around and then whip each other into the ring corners and posts."
(Psychotic Goth roars demonically.)
Psychotic Goth: "We can even choke and hang each other whenever we want and nobody can stop us. I know we both like that since nobody can stop brutality at it's most barbaric and 'The King of the Goths' knows what barbaric and brutality is. I revel in it. I love my blood being spilled as well as spilling my opponents. Your blood shall spill and I shall be more than happy to spill yours since I waited so long to do so."
(He laughs evilly.)
Psychotic Goth: "It's been a long time coming for us to destroy each other and I plan on making sure it's satisfying and decisive."
(Psychotic Goth lowers his head and raises his arms before flinging his head back revealing his pale handsome goth like looks.)
Psychotic Goth: "In a matter of days Armand we shall finally step into the ring and after two years we shall settle things once and for all. Yes bring up how I keep remembering SWAT. I don't care at all. I plan on still letting loose every bit of those two years and move on to win The Prestige Cup. Remember you wanted the Dog Collar Match and your wish has been granted. Be careful what you wish for it shall be granted and it was. Thus I have spoken and thus I shall make my vow come true."
(He leaves as the dog continues to chew and swallow the meat and the scene slowly fades to black.)
Psychotic Goth: "Imagine three shows ago I was challenged by a gang of goons led by a complete idiot. He thought I was just going to try and back down or coward out of my match with him."
(He pauses as the dog continues to bark showing it's teeth.)
Psychotic Goth: "Yet where are these so-called tough guys. Where did they go and why haven't we seen them again. I'll tell you where they went and why they are completely forgotten in the annals of Wrestle: UK."
(Psychotic Goth laughs continuing to look at the dog.)
Psychotic Goth: "They ran away like the true idiots and cowards they are. Their idiot leader challenged me and when we met in the graveyard I buried him without mercy and he was never heard from again. I treated them like the dogs that they are and beat all three of them on different occasions."
(He roars like a berserker and the dog barks and snarls even more vicious and mean.)
Psychotic Goth: "Now Armand comes out after the last show and challenges me to a Dog Collar Match. Once again an opponent challenges me thinking I was going to back down but the opposite occurred and I accepted."
(Psychotic goth laughs maniacally.)
Psychotic Goth: "Imagine a match that I love so much since I do need to have my wrists chained as I enter ringside. So did you think I would be scared to be collared like a dog. You are so sadly mistaken."
(He roars like a beast.)
Psychotic Goth: "Yes Armand this match has been over two years in the making. Ever since I ruined the SWAT takeover by stealing the stocks as I wanted to save my home fed from being threatened. I know that's been at the back of your mind since that day. I do have a long memory of that and I know you do to."
(Psychotic Goth smiles evilly.)
Psychotic Goth: "Imagine you abandoned your wife Esmerelda for your secretary/assassin Victoria DiScorpio. Still it won't matter since I shall be unleashing two years of pent up anger just for you for your attempt to takeover SWAT. Yes SWAT was eventually bought by Mr. Blood who has been temporarily placed out of action due to some unscrupulous scumbag."
(He takes something out of a pouch.)
Psychotic Goth: "Now Mr. Wormwood has taken over as temporary owner and he obviously knew the benefit of a good match up. Lot's of prestige is on the line being it's a tournament still going on and it is The Prestige Cup. You could have won on your own but you needed Victoria DiScorpio to fight your battle for you when you had the match won. That's not the Armand von Krauss that I knew from two years ago."
(Psychotic Goth smells the object and licks it enjoying the flavor.)
Psychotic Goth: "Smells fresh and good and tasty enough for even the most rabid dog pallet. Even if this dog is collared in his master's yard he still appreciates the benefits of real fresh meat."
(He roars in an ancient dialect as he tosses it at the dog and the dog tears and chews at it.)
Psychotic Goth: "Yes eat it up. I know you are hungry and you shall be full and at peace but when it comes to me and you Armand there shall be true hardcore violence and blood when we strap those dog collars on. I know we plan on using that collar to whip each other and throw each other around and then whip each other into the ring corners and posts."
(Psychotic Goth roars demonically.)
Psychotic Goth: "We can even choke and hang each other whenever we want and nobody can stop us. I know we both like that since nobody can stop brutality at it's most barbaric and 'The King of the Goths' knows what barbaric and brutality is. I revel in it. I love my blood being spilled as well as spilling my opponents. Your blood shall spill and I shall be more than happy to spill yours since I waited so long to do so."
(He laughs evilly.)
Psychotic Goth: "It's been a long time coming for us to destroy each other and I plan on making sure it's satisfying and decisive."
(Psychotic Goth lowers his head and raises his arms before flinging his head back revealing his pale handsome goth like looks.)
Psychotic Goth: "In a matter of days Armand we shall finally step into the ring and after two years we shall settle things once and for all. Yes bring up how I keep remembering SWAT. I don't care at all. I plan on still letting loose every bit of those two years and move on to win The Prestige Cup. Remember you wanted the Dog Collar Match and your wish has been granted. Be careful what you wish for it shall be granted and it was. Thus I have spoken and thus I shall make my vow come true."
(He leaves as the dog continues to chew and swallow the meat and the scene slowly fades to black.)