Post by edwarddubin0604 on May 16, 2024 20:06:06 GMT -5
(The far outskirts of Las Vegas are hot and humid and a lone figure dressed in black slowly walks towards the camera the mirage like watery effect makes the figure's movements look jerky at times as he laughs. The figure comes into view and stops revealing himself as Psychotic Goth his clothes and hair are matted to his face as he continues to laugh.)
Psychotic Goth: "Is that the best you can do?"
(He continues to laugh.)
Psychotic Goth: "That's all you have to say? Is that the best you can do Lord Dominicus when it comes to my promo. To think I was making a very special gift for you Lord Dominicus just for you and I was going to present kit during our match of Dark Lord of dimensions."
(A hot wind blows dust and dirt past Psychotic Goth but he doesn't look fazed by it.)
Psychotic Goth: "Yet there you are doing a silly impersonation of Homer Simpson watching television while I was preparing my gift for you. I'm surprised that you didn't impersonate him reacting after he commits a blunder or says something stupid."
(He roars in an ancient dialect.)
Psychotic Goth: "I guess you were attempting to get into my already sick and twisted mind. Plenty of my opponents try and do that but all their attempts and all their talk fails so miserably. Do you think you can wade through all the thoughts that are going through my demented brain while everyone else has failed. Do you think you can do better than my previous opponents."
(Psychotic Goth laughs dementedly as a dust devil passes and an evil smile appears on his face.)
Psychotic Goth: "You think I need a better producer but who assigns them. Who assigns them but Wrestle: UK and who runs this promotion but Mr. Blood and since he's the booker of matches. You want to complain to him about the production as well."
(He laughs evilly.)
Psychotic Goth: "You want to blame them if someone says the same about you too. Remember you announced your entry into the Ladder Match as if you thought you didn't have to compete in matches before earning your title shots. I worked hard to earn my victories and title shots as you have during your storied career."
(Psychotic Goth roars like a berserker as a hot wind blows dirt and dust past him and gets into his mouth but he doesn't cough and gag.)
Psychotic Goth: "I never interjected myself into my opponents matches or even challenged anyone for anyone's championships. I earned my victories and when I held a championship I never backed out of a match and you can see how maniacal I can get. You can easily see how I can be very ravenous when I want to and I can be very destructive in the ring."
(He laughs sadistically.)
Psychotic Goth: "Don't worry Lord Dominicus I'll make sure you find that out when we meet in Las Vegas. You can produce all the portals you want to try and escape my rampage. Please amuse me by your attempts to avoid me and my wrath Lord Dominicus. It shall fail like all other attempts by my opponents past and present."
(Psychotic Goth laughs maniacally.)
Psychotic Goth: "It's like I said before Lord Dominicus we could end up as a tag team one day if Mr. Blood says so. So you can amuse me even more as we face opponents and tag in and out or even tag ourselves in further irritating each other and trying to take credit for the victory."
(He laughs demonically.)
Psychotic Goth: "How amusing it would be if you went to Mr. Blood and demand any tag team match involving us teaming up be cancelled and he refuses to do so. Are you going to produce a portal and disappear from Wrestle: UK forever never to be seen again because he wants us to be a team. At least I'll stay in Wrestle: UK and defend my home promotion while you reappear somewhere else in someone else's promotion."
(Psychotic Goth bellows like a beast swallowing dust and dirt but still doesn't gag from it.)
Psychotic Goth: "Please keep entertaining me with your rants and raves about promos and producers and trying to get into my head that won't work on my no matter how hard you try."
(He lowers his head and raises his arms before flinging his head back revealing his pale handsome goth like looks.)
Psychotic Goth: "Oh Lord Dominicus the time grows short and in Las Vegas we shall meet for the opportunity for a championship title shot. I do have respect for you and I know we'll have a great match but one of us shall be receiving a championship match with the winner of Kasper Van Zandt's match. Who shall win? It shall be me. Thus I have spoken and thus my vow shall come true."
(A dust devil blows past and Psychotic Goth is nowhere to be seen as the scene slowly fades to black.)
Psychotic Goth: "Is that the best you can do?"
(He continues to laugh.)
Psychotic Goth: "That's all you have to say? Is that the best you can do Lord Dominicus when it comes to my promo. To think I was making a very special gift for you Lord Dominicus just for you and I was going to present kit during our match of Dark Lord of dimensions."
(A hot wind blows dust and dirt past Psychotic Goth but he doesn't look fazed by it.)
Psychotic Goth: "Yet there you are doing a silly impersonation of Homer Simpson watching television while I was preparing my gift for you. I'm surprised that you didn't impersonate him reacting after he commits a blunder or says something stupid."
(He roars in an ancient dialect.)
Psychotic Goth: "I guess you were attempting to get into my already sick and twisted mind. Plenty of my opponents try and do that but all their attempts and all their talk fails so miserably. Do you think you can wade through all the thoughts that are going through my demented brain while everyone else has failed. Do you think you can do better than my previous opponents."
(Psychotic Goth laughs dementedly as a dust devil passes and an evil smile appears on his face.)
Psychotic Goth: "You think I need a better producer but who assigns them. Who assigns them but Wrestle: UK and who runs this promotion but Mr. Blood and since he's the booker of matches. You want to complain to him about the production as well."
(He laughs evilly.)
Psychotic Goth: "You want to blame them if someone says the same about you too. Remember you announced your entry into the Ladder Match as if you thought you didn't have to compete in matches before earning your title shots. I worked hard to earn my victories and title shots as you have during your storied career."
(Psychotic Goth roars like a berserker as a hot wind blows dirt and dust past him and gets into his mouth but he doesn't cough and gag.)
Psychotic Goth: "I never interjected myself into my opponents matches or even challenged anyone for anyone's championships. I earned my victories and when I held a championship I never backed out of a match and you can see how maniacal I can get. You can easily see how I can be very ravenous when I want to and I can be very destructive in the ring."
(He laughs sadistically.)
Psychotic Goth: "Don't worry Lord Dominicus I'll make sure you find that out when we meet in Las Vegas. You can produce all the portals you want to try and escape my rampage. Please amuse me by your attempts to avoid me and my wrath Lord Dominicus. It shall fail like all other attempts by my opponents past and present."
(Psychotic Goth laughs maniacally.)
Psychotic Goth: "It's like I said before Lord Dominicus we could end up as a tag team one day if Mr. Blood says so. So you can amuse me even more as we face opponents and tag in and out or even tag ourselves in further irritating each other and trying to take credit for the victory."
(He laughs demonically.)
Psychotic Goth: "How amusing it would be if you went to Mr. Blood and demand any tag team match involving us teaming up be cancelled and he refuses to do so. Are you going to produce a portal and disappear from Wrestle: UK forever never to be seen again because he wants us to be a team. At least I'll stay in Wrestle: UK and defend my home promotion while you reappear somewhere else in someone else's promotion."
(Psychotic Goth bellows like a beast swallowing dust and dirt but still doesn't gag from it.)
Psychotic Goth: "Please keep entertaining me with your rants and raves about promos and producers and trying to get into my head that won't work on my no matter how hard you try."
(He lowers his head and raises his arms before flinging his head back revealing his pale handsome goth like looks.)
Psychotic Goth: "Oh Lord Dominicus the time grows short and in Las Vegas we shall meet for the opportunity for a championship title shot. I do have respect for you and I know we'll have a great match but one of us shall be receiving a championship match with the winner of Kasper Van Zandt's match. Who shall win? It shall be me. Thus I have spoken and thus my vow shall come true."
(A dust devil blows past and Psychotic Goth is nowhere to be seen as the scene slowly fades to black.)