Post by edwarddubin0604 on Jul 25, 2024 19:19:54 GMT -5
(Psychotic Goth is in his usual dungeon work room sweating profusely as he continues to work on an unseen object his long dark hair and clothes are matted to his face and body. He is humming The Beatles song "Revolution" in a punk rock head banger way.)
Psychotic Goth: "Soon in a matter of days I shall gather my army of Gothic warriors to do battle against two opponents who are worthy but only one is more worthy than the other."
(He continues to bang on the object with more intensity.)
Psychotic Goth: "The battle shall be enjoined by 'The Ninth Baroness' Sinclair Godfrey and that All-American punk Kalmin Watts in a three way war with me. 'The Psychotic One' is a dangerous terror. I am quite dangerous and when it comes to me I enjoy violence as much as anyone else and I do not stop committing it until my appetite is satisfied."
(He laughs sadistically.)
Psychotic Goth: "Who shall I start with? Who shall I target first in this Triple Threat of Terror that shall be unleashed in this match that shall determine who shall contend for the Commonwealth Championship....."
(He roars in an ancient dialect as he pounds on the object harder.)
Psychotic Goth: "I shall start with you Kalmin Watts. You are an All-American, whose accompanied by a sell out to a rich bitch commentator in Hardkore World, who killed his own mother just to steal her money. How does it feel Kalmin to be associated with that accomplice. At least I never sell my soul to anyone and I never care who is in the ring with me."
(Psychotic Goth pounds on the object even harder the veins in his body bulging from the strain which he ignores.)
Psychotic Goth: "Are you proud of what he does in the ring Kalmin. Are you going to need him to interfere for you little Kalmin just to get a shot at another championship. If you do then you are unworthy and pathetic and you don't deserve to be in a match like this Kalmin Watts if Anthony Jordon intervenes in your behalf."
(He finishes pounding on the object and puts on a pair of gloves and tongs to pick up and move the object placing it in a vat the steam burns his face but he seems unfazed by the steam and places it in a vice.)
Psychotic Goth: "I don't care what you say in his defense since it's just an excuse to justify your pathetic friend's interference in the match."
(He roars demonically as he uses a hammer to pound on the object even more.)
Psychotic Goth: "Then there is 'The Ninth Baroness' Sinclair Godfrey. You are one I do respect a lot more and not just because you are royalty. You were trained by one of the most sadistic men who ever stepped into the ring and that man is Donzig."
(Psychotic Goth roars like a beast.)
Psychotic Goth: "He trained you quite well just like my mentor, The Shootfighter, trained me well and we paid our dues to earn our spots in this match. You were willing to do anything you need to do in order to win a match. You could care less who you face since you pull out all the stops to get the win against your opponents."
(He places the hammer down and takes the gloves off before reaching for a purple velvet bag and places the object into the purple velvet bag.)
Psychotic Goth: "This gift shall be used against that All-American bitch Kalmin Watts and after the match you may have it as a gift Sinclair Godfrey to use whenever you want to use it. Consider it a gift from me since you are quite worthy to have it to use when you want to use it."
(Psychotic Goth pulls the strings to close the purple velvet bag and slings it over his shoulder.)
Psychotic Goth: "At least you Sinclair Godfrey are someone who doesn't need anyone to help assist you in your matches. You win your matches on your own and you have proven yourself time and again."
(He lowers his head and extends his arms before flinging his head back revealing is pale handsome gothlike looks.)
Psychotic Goth: "Time ticks down and a three way war shall occur between myself, Sinclair Godfrey and Kalmin Watts for a shot at the championship. Who shall
get that shot is anyone's guess but we shall see who goes all out to get that shot. I shall go all out to do just that. Thus I have spoken and thus I shall make m y vow come true."
(He leaves as the scene slowly fades to black.)
Psychotic Goth: "Soon in a matter of days I shall gather my army of Gothic warriors to do battle against two opponents who are worthy but only one is more worthy than the other."
(He continues to bang on the object with more intensity.)
Psychotic Goth: "The battle shall be enjoined by 'The Ninth Baroness' Sinclair Godfrey and that All-American punk Kalmin Watts in a three way war with me. 'The Psychotic One' is a dangerous terror. I am quite dangerous and when it comes to me I enjoy violence as much as anyone else and I do not stop committing it until my appetite is satisfied."
(He laughs sadistically.)
Psychotic Goth: "Who shall I start with? Who shall I target first in this Triple Threat of Terror that shall be unleashed in this match that shall determine who shall contend for the Commonwealth Championship....."
(He roars in an ancient dialect as he pounds on the object harder.)
Psychotic Goth: "I shall start with you Kalmin Watts. You are an All-American, whose accompanied by a sell out to a rich bitch commentator in Hardkore World, who killed his own mother just to steal her money. How does it feel Kalmin to be associated with that accomplice. At least I never sell my soul to anyone and I never care who is in the ring with me."
(Psychotic Goth pounds on the object even harder the veins in his body bulging from the strain which he ignores.)
Psychotic Goth: "Are you proud of what he does in the ring Kalmin. Are you going to need him to interfere for you little Kalmin just to get a shot at another championship. If you do then you are unworthy and pathetic and you don't deserve to be in a match like this Kalmin Watts if Anthony Jordon intervenes in your behalf."
(He finishes pounding on the object and puts on a pair of gloves and tongs to pick up and move the object placing it in a vat the steam burns his face but he seems unfazed by the steam and places it in a vice.)
Psychotic Goth: "I don't care what you say in his defense since it's just an excuse to justify your pathetic friend's interference in the match."
(He roars demonically as he uses a hammer to pound on the object even more.)
Psychotic Goth: "Then there is 'The Ninth Baroness' Sinclair Godfrey. You are one I do respect a lot more and not just because you are royalty. You were trained by one of the most sadistic men who ever stepped into the ring and that man is Donzig."
(Psychotic Goth roars like a beast.)
Psychotic Goth: "He trained you quite well just like my mentor, The Shootfighter, trained me well and we paid our dues to earn our spots in this match. You were willing to do anything you need to do in order to win a match. You could care less who you face since you pull out all the stops to get the win against your opponents."
(He places the hammer down and takes the gloves off before reaching for a purple velvet bag and places the object into the purple velvet bag.)
Psychotic Goth: "This gift shall be used against that All-American bitch Kalmin Watts and after the match you may have it as a gift Sinclair Godfrey to use whenever you want to use it. Consider it a gift from me since you are quite worthy to have it to use when you want to use it."
(Psychotic Goth pulls the strings to close the purple velvet bag and slings it over his shoulder.)
Psychotic Goth: "At least you Sinclair Godfrey are someone who doesn't need anyone to help assist you in your matches. You win your matches on your own and you have proven yourself time and again."
(He lowers his head and extends his arms before flinging his head back revealing is pale handsome gothlike looks.)
Psychotic Goth: "Time ticks down and a three way war shall occur between myself, Sinclair Godfrey and Kalmin Watts for a shot at the championship. Who shall
get that shot is anyone's guess but we shall see who goes all out to get that shot. I shall go all out to do just that. Thus I have spoken and thus I shall make m y vow come true."
(He leaves as the scene slowly fades to black.)