Post by Skull on Sept 21, 2015 15:03:19 GMT -4
The scene opens in a run down bar in downtown Manila. The man known only as Skull stands atop a stage, with a large ornate microphone in front of him. Clearly dressed for the occasion, he is wearing a black pinstripe suit and top hat. His usually obsidian hair is dyed blood red and the dark rings around his eyes have been exaggerated with makeup. As always, he has a joker-esque grin on his face which only widens as he steps up to the microphone.
“What up, Manila?! Tell me I did not just say that.”
He is playing to an audience of two; most of the patrons having fled the bar as soon as he entered. Only the barman remains, along with a young, terrified looking, Pilipino boy who is filming the Hellion’s performance on a camcorder.
“Hold that camera straight you urchin. Or I’ll kidnap your entire family and tie them up like animals.”
The boy stammers something in his native tongue and Skull mockingly nods along, pretending he understands.
“Oh yes, you’re right. I already did that. How silly of me. It must have slipped my mind. Well in that case you’d better capture my good side. The camera adds 10 pounds, you know.”
After straightening his tie, Skull looks directly into the shaky camera and begins his address.
“People of Manila. After entering your disgusting country a few days ago, I retired to my hotel room and have remained there ever since. But tonight I grace you with my presence to deliver a message. Tomorrow night, the grand tournament begins. So I’m here right now to answer all of the big questions. Why here? Why now? Why are David Cameron and pig trending on twitter?”
He pauses for a second, looking for a reaction, but the barman remains stony faced and the kid is too scared to even move.
“Jesus, people. Do you not have the internet over here?”
“Well allow me to answer your questions with a question. Did you hear the one about Vladimir Strife? Because that’s what it’s all about. That’s all it’s ever been about.
You see Vlad and I started our careers in the same place. And when that place closed down I followed him to EVPW, where he became a legend. And I... didn’t.
But I watched from the shadows. I watched as he won match after match. As the name Vladimir Strife became bigger and bigger. And a resentment started to grow, deep in my black heart.
But despite being around each other for so long, our in ring encounters have been few and far between. I’ve never had my one on one match with The GodKing. And now, as fate would have it, I am set to face a man who wants Vlad just as much as I do. But unfortunately, only one of us can have him. And Despy, honey. I’m going to enjoy getting in your way.
Because if I can’t have Vlad, then you can’t either. And you can beat me up as much as you want, you can hit me with everything but the kitchen sink. But even in defeat, I will still break you, Desperado. I will leave you mentally and physically destroyed. So much so that you won’t even be able beat anyone, let alone the GodKing.
And when it’s all said and done, I’ll give you a one way ticket straight to Hell, when I take you for a ride on Horrorland’s greatest attraction. The Coffin Cruise!”
And with that, the deranged enigma takes a blow, pretending to bath in riotous applause before signalling the boy to turn off the camera.
“Now, kid. Drop that tape off at the arena and make it quick. Or mummy and daddy are going to be a lot more dead than you remember them.”
EOT
“What up, Manila?! Tell me I did not just say that.”
He is playing to an audience of two; most of the patrons having fled the bar as soon as he entered. Only the barman remains, along with a young, terrified looking, Pilipino boy who is filming the Hellion’s performance on a camcorder.
“Hold that camera straight you urchin. Or I’ll kidnap your entire family and tie them up like animals.”
The boy stammers something in his native tongue and Skull mockingly nods along, pretending he understands.
“Oh yes, you’re right. I already did that. How silly of me. It must have slipped my mind. Well in that case you’d better capture my good side. The camera adds 10 pounds, you know.”
After straightening his tie, Skull looks directly into the shaky camera and begins his address.
“People of Manila. After entering your disgusting country a few days ago, I retired to my hotel room and have remained there ever since. But tonight I grace you with my presence to deliver a message. Tomorrow night, the grand tournament begins. So I’m here right now to answer all of the big questions. Why here? Why now? Why are David Cameron and pig trending on twitter?”
He pauses for a second, looking for a reaction, but the barman remains stony faced and the kid is too scared to even move.
“Jesus, people. Do you not have the internet over here?”
“Well allow me to answer your questions with a question. Did you hear the one about Vladimir Strife? Because that’s what it’s all about. That’s all it’s ever been about.
You see Vlad and I started our careers in the same place. And when that place closed down I followed him to EVPW, where he became a legend. And I... didn’t.
But I watched from the shadows. I watched as he won match after match. As the name Vladimir Strife became bigger and bigger. And a resentment started to grow, deep in my black heart.
But despite being around each other for so long, our in ring encounters have been few and far between. I’ve never had my one on one match with The GodKing. And now, as fate would have it, I am set to face a man who wants Vlad just as much as I do. But unfortunately, only one of us can have him. And Despy, honey. I’m going to enjoy getting in your way.
Because if I can’t have Vlad, then you can’t either. And you can beat me up as much as you want, you can hit me with everything but the kitchen sink. But even in defeat, I will still break you, Desperado. I will leave you mentally and physically destroyed. So much so that you won’t even be able beat anyone, let alone the GodKing.
And when it’s all said and done, I’ll give you a one way ticket straight to Hell, when I take you for a ride on Horrorland’s greatest attraction. The Coffin Cruise!”
And with that, the deranged enigma takes a blow, pretending to bath in riotous applause before signalling the boy to turn off the camera.
“Now, kid. Drop that tape off at the arena and make it quick. Or mummy and daddy are going to be a lot more dead than you remember them.”
EOT
