Blood and pain are my life
Apr 6, 2024 18:41:39 GMT -5
flo and "The High Roller" Wesley Crane like this
Post by edwarddubin0604 on Apr 6, 2024 18:41:39 GMT -5
(Psychotic Goth is working in his personal dungeon on an object the heat matting his long dark hair to his face and his sweat drenched clothes are also matted to his body. Yet he doesn't seem to mind or care as he continues to work on the object.)
Psychotic Goth: "So Wesley Crane and Gavin Drake don't want me to contend for a championship that was stolen from me by JROK's Yuki Sakaraba. That's too bad, because the match was signed and it's too late for you two whining idiots to do anything about it."
(He mutters in an ancient dialect.)
Psychotic Goth: "Let's begin with you Gavin Drake. You claim to be the 'King of Conquerors' and lead this so-called Empire, but do you know that all empires fall sooner or later and when they do fall. It's because of both their hubris and their complacency."
(Psychotic Goth hammers on the object even harder and roars.)
Psychotic Goth: "Yet I am 'The King of the Goths' and 'The Dragon of Wrestle: UK' for a reason. I fear no opponent and I like to unleash my fury on anyone no matter if I suffer pain and bleed. Can you even say the same thing Drake. Can you say you are willing to bleed and suffer great pain all in the name of winning the Wrestle: UK Two Kingdoms Championship. My championship that is being tarnished by Wesley Crane to impress his personal publicist Katie Moss."
(He roars in an ancient dialect as he hammers even the object even harder.)
Psychotic Goth: "Do you intend to win legitimately or do you intend to use your Empirical idiots to cost me the victory just so you can brag about how you are 'king of Conquerors' or 'King of Fools.'"
(Psychotic Goth laughs maniacally as he hammers the object even harder.)
Psychotic Goth: "Do you think you are truly hardcore like me Gavin. Can you prove it by bleeding and suffering pain that you never experienced before. We shall see Gavin if that's what you will suffer just to win what is truly mine that never was Wesley Cranes in the first place."
(He roars like a berserker.)
Psychotic Goth: "I am truly hardcore. I lived hardcore and I shall always be hardcore because I am hardcore. Prove me wrong Gavin without your Empirical court jesters."
(Psychotic Goth laughs demonically.)
Psychotic Goth: "I don't think you can and you never will."
(He roars demonically.)
Psychotic Goth: "Now don't think that you were forgotten Wesley Crane. You brag about beating me yet you seem to be living in a different reality since you needed your High Rollers Club idiots just beat me. Do you think I'm going to just forget that and laugh it off. Think again because 'The King of the Goths' plan on bringing you down in the same manner as I plan on doing to Drake."
(Psychotic Goth finishes hammering on the object and he puts on gloves before using tongs to remove the object and places it in a vat of water and despite the steam he doesn't seem fazed by the heat.)
Psychotic Goth: "You seem obsessed with naming championships after your previous and present women. I'm surprised you didn't name my championship after Katie Moss since you smooze your favorite publicist but instead name my belt Candi after an online videogame."
(He laughs demonically as he places the object into a vice continuing to work on the object.)
Psychotic Goth: "You live the good life but the problem is you can lose everything and that includes my championship if you make the wrong move. There is a movie line that I remember where someone warned 'You are writing checks your body cannot cash.' That's what you are doing and I shall make sure you bet too high and you lose everything near and dear to your heart."
(Psychotic Goth picks up a purple velvet bag and places the object into the bag and draws the strings tight before slinging it over his shoulder.)
Psychotic Goth: "I shall make sure you won't buy your way out your match with me and Drake. Then again you will team with Drake to take me out before screwing him."
(He lowers his head and raises his arms before flinging his head back revealing his pale handsome gothlike looks.)
Psychotic Goth: "Three men shall enter this match and only one shall emerge as the Wrestle: UK Two Kingdom Champion. Wesley you shall be the big loser as shall your High Rollers Club and so shall you Gavin Drake and your laughable Empire. I shall be the true winner because while you two clash and kill each other. I shall walk alone and fight alone without your idiots. I don't need garbage like them and when this match ends I shall regain the Wrestle: UK Two Kingdom Championship that I never lost. Thus I have spoken and thus I shall make my vow come true.)
(Psychotic Goth leaves as the scene slowly fades to black.)
Psychotic Goth: "So Wesley Crane and Gavin Drake don't want me to contend for a championship that was stolen from me by JROK's Yuki Sakaraba. That's too bad, because the match was signed and it's too late for you two whining idiots to do anything about it."
(He mutters in an ancient dialect.)
Psychotic Goth: "Let's begin with you Gavin Drake. You claim to be the 'King of Conquerors' and lead this so-called Empire, but do you know that all empires fall sooner or later and when they do fall. It's because of both their hubris and their complacency."
(Psychotic Goth hammers on the object even harder and roars.)
Psychotic Goth: "Yet I am 'The King of the Goths' and 'The Dragon of Wrestle: UK' for a reason. I fear no opponent and I like to unleash my fury on anyone no matter if I suffer pain and bleed. Can you even say the same thing Drake. Can you say you are willing to bleed and suffer great pain all in the name of winning the Wrestle: UK Two Kingdoms Championship. My championship that is being tarnished by Wesley Crane to impress his personal publicist Katie Moss."
(He roars in an ancient dialect as he hammers even the object even harder.)
Psychotic Goth: "Do you intend to win legitimately or do you intend to use your Empirical idiots to cost me the victory just so you can brag about how you are 'king of Conquerors' or 'King of Fools.'"
(Psychotic Goth laughs maniacally as he hammers the object even harder.)
Psychotic Goth: "Do you think you are truly hardcore like me Gavin. Can you prove it by bleeding and suffering pain that you never experienced before. We shall see Gavin if that's what you will suffer just to win what is truly mine that never was Wesley Cranes in the first place."
(He roars like a berserker.)
Psychotic Goth: "I am truly hardcore. I lived hardcore and I shall always be hardcore because I am hardcore. Prove me wrong Gavin without your Empirical court jesters."
(Psychotic Goth laughs demonically.)
Psychotic Goth: "I don't think you can and you never will."
(He roars demonically.)
Psychotic Goth: "Now don't think that you were forgotten Wesley Crane. You brag about beating me yet you seem to be living in a different reality since you needed your High Rollers Club idiots just beat me. Do you think I'm going to just forget that and laugh it off. Think again because 'The King of the Goths' plan on bringing you down in the same manner as I plan on doing to Drake."
(Psychotic Goth finishes hammering on the object and he puts on gloves before using tongs to remove the object and places it in a vat of water and despite the steam he doesn't seem fazed by the heat.)
Psychotic Goth: "You seem obsessed with naming championships after your previous and present women. I'm surprised you didn't name my championship after Katie Moss since you smooze your favorite publicist but instead name my belt Candi after an online videogame."
(He laughs demonically as he places the object into a vice continuing to work on the object.)
Psychotic Goth: "You live the good life but the problem is you can lose everything and that includes my championship if you make the wrong move. There is a movie line that I remember where someone warned 'You are writing checks your body cannot cash.' That's what you are doing and I shall make sure you bet too high and you lose everything near and dear to your heart."
(Psychotic Goth picks up a purple velvet bag and places the object into the bag and draws the strings tight before slinging it over his shoulder.)
Psychotic Goth: "I shall make sure you won't buy your way out your match with me and Drake. Then again you will team with Drake to take me out before screwing him."
(He lowers his head and raises his arms before flinging his head back revealing his pale handsome gothlike looks.)
Psychotic Goth: "Three men shall enter this match and only one shall emerge as the Wrestle: UK Two Kingdom Champion. Wesley you shall be the big loser as shall your High Rollers Club and so shall you Gavin Drake and your laughable Empire. I shall be the true winner because while you two clash and kill each other. I shall walk alone and fight alone without your idiots. I don't need garbage like them and when this match ends I shall regain the Wrestle: UK Two Kingdom Championship that I never lost. Thus I have spoken and thus I shall make my vow come true.)
(Psychotic Goth leaves as the scene slowly fades to black.)