Post by Venom 🕷 on Oct 29, 2017 7:59:04 GMT -5
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We open up in a dirty old basement. Goldbear II is standing in the center of the room teethered to the roof by a collar and chain. In front of him stands full sized cardboard cut outs of Curtis Kanyon and one of the forms of Thob. Behind the cut outs we see Venom with strips of bacon in his hand. The camera moves from an overall view of the room to a view from behind Goldbear II looking at Venom from over Goldy’s shoulder.
“We’ve had a lot of fun this week.”
Venom says tossing bacon towards Goldbear II who catches it with his mouth in mid-air snarling as he chomps it down.
“I visited the grave and summoned the better of the Kanyon brothers and learned that even in death Chris is still not sure who betta. On my way back we got lost and ended up on stage with Coolio while trying to find Thob’s family and watch them race. Then, of course, I found a different ancestor of an XHF favorite and saved him.”
He tosses another slices of bacon and Goldy catches it and snarls.
“It’s been fun hasn’t it Goldy?”
“Raaaaaaaawr!”
“It can’t be all fun and games, though. We’re not Curtis Kanyon. We can’t spend all of our time goofing off getting drunk at night clubs or pitching series ideas that have already been done when we should be finding ways to make our dumpster fire of a company better. We can’t all do, whatever it is that Slain does with his pig. We for sure can’t all be worthless like Hardcore Harry either. No, some of us have to train. I’ve personally been training all day with my tag team partner getting ready for my biggest match since my time in NCW, but I’m not the only one that needs to train.”
Venom tosses another slice of bacon, this time tossing it to the side and Goldbear II lunges to the side to grab it with his mouth.
“Goldy here needs to be prepared. Prepared to know who his targets are. Who his friends are, and who his enemies are. He needs to be ready to strike at a given moment to not only protect me and my tag team partner when we need him, but to stop Slain from being a thorn in my side. He needs to be wild. He needs to be strong. He needs to be, well, a bear.”
Venom shrugs.
“So I’m training him. Training him by feeding him the same flesh of Thob I tasted when I roasted her on a stick like a pork kabob. I’m getting him ready so that when the time comes, he knows it’s okay for him to destroy Slain’s pig and eat it, because while PETA has been sending me nasty letters for roasting a pig on live television and talking about eating its flesh for weeks after, they cannot get upset at a bear just doing what comes natural.”
Venom stops and reaches down to grab something from behind the cut outs of the two of his opponents. What he pulls up is incredible. It is a grocery store ham, but it is not just any ham. It is a ham carved into the likness of Curtis Kanyon’s massive head and as Venom picks it up it appears to be actual size compared to the cardboard cutout. He hoists it up on his shoulder to toss it like a shot put.
“What I’m training to have him to do Curtis, well that’s a different story. In some states what I’m planning on having Goldbear do to him would be considered man-slaughter, but heh, he misses his brother so much I am telling myself it is just assisted suicide. That my friends, is legal in some states.”
Venom launches the ham and Goldy catches it in his mouth and pulls his paws up to hold it in place and begins tearing apart the ham. Bits of ham fly all over the dark damp room as he rips through it.
“I’m sure Curtis tastes like pork too, but I’ve never tasted his flesh.”
Again Venom stops and shrugs.
“I thought about training him to feed on Harry too, but I didn’t want to feed him hot garbage, that would be cruel. So for now, I’ll handle Harry on my own while Goldbear II has by back on the two beasts who oppose me. With him by my side, nothing can stop me.”
Venom kicks down the pig cutout and elbows the Curtis one over and walks over to Goldbear who now lays on the ground chomping on the last bits of Curtis’ ham head and we fade out.
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We open up in a dirty old basement. Goldbear II is standing in the center of the room teethered to the roof by a collar and chain. In front of him stands full sized cardboard cut outs of Curtis Kanyon and one of the forms of Thob. Behind the cut outs we see Venom with strips of bacon in his hand. The camera moves from an overall view of the room to a view from behind Goldbear II looking at Venom from over Goldy’s shoulder.
“We’ve had a lot of fun this week.”
Venom says tossing bacon towards Goldbear II who catches it with his mouth in mid-air snarling as he chomps it down.
“I visited the grave and summoned the better of the Kanyon brothers and learned that even in death Chris is still not sure who betta. On my way back we got lost and ended up on stage with Coolio while trying to find Thob’s family and watch them race. Then, of course, I found a different ancestor of an XHF favorite and saved him.”
He tosses another slices of bacon and Goldy catches it and snarls.
“It’s been fun hasn’t it Goldy?”
“Raaaaaaaawr!”
“It can’t be all fun and games, though. We’re not Curtis Kanyon. We can’t spend all of our time goofing off getting drunk at night clubs or pitching series ideas that have already been done when we should be finding ways to make our dumpster fire of a company better. We can’t all do, whatever it is that Slain does with his pig. We for sure can’t all be worthless like Hardcore Harry either. No, some of us have to train. I’ve personally been training all day with my tag team partner getting ready for my biggest match since my time in NCW, but I’m not the only one that needs to train.”
Venom tosses another slice of bacon, this time tossing it to the side and Goldbear II lunges to the side to grab it with his mouth.
“Goldy here needs to be prepared. Prepared to know who his targets are. Who his friends are, and who his enemies are. He needs to be ready to strike at a given moment to not only protect me and my tag team partner when we need him, but to stop Slain from being a thorn in my side. He needs to be wild. He needs to be strong. He needs to be, well, a bear.”
Venom shrugs.
“So I’m training him. Training him by feeding him the same flesh of Thob I tasted when I roasted her on a stick like a pork kabob. I’m getting him ready so that when the time comes, he knows it’s okay for him to destroy Slain’s pig and eat it, because while PETA has been sending me nasty letters for roasting a pig on live television and talking about eating its flesh for weeks after, they cannot get upset at a bear just doing what comes natural.”
Venom stops and reaches down to grab something from behind the cut outs of the two of his opponents. What he pulls up is incredible. It is a grocery store ham, but it is not just any ham. It is a ham carved into the likness of Curtis Kanyon’s massive head and as Venom picks it up it appears to be actual size compared to the cardboard cutout. He hoists it up on his shoulder to toss it like a shot put.
“What I’m training to have him to do Curtis, well that’s a different story. In some states what I’m planning on having Goldbear do to him would be considered man-slaughter, but heh, he misses his brother so much I am telling myself it is just assisted suicide. That my friends, is legal in some states.”
Venom launches the ham and Goldy catches it in his mouth and pulls his paws up to hold it in place and begins tearing apart the ham. Bits of ham fly all over the dark damp room as he rips through it.
“I’m sure Curtis tastes like pork too, but I’ve never tasted his flesh.”
Again Venom stops and shrugs.
“I thought about training him to feed on Harry too, but I didn’t want to feed him hot garbage, that would be cruel. So for now, I’ll handle Harry on my own while Goldbear II has by back on the two beasts who oppose me. With him by my side, nothing can stop me.”
Venom kicks down the pig cutout and elbows the Curtis one over and walks over to Goldbear who now lays on the ground chomping on the last bits of Curtis’ ham head and we fade out.
