Post by hellsbastardson on Dec 7, 2020 23:49:18 GMT -5
(OOC: This isn't great work, it isn't what the champion deserves from his challenger. But it has been such a long week with college and work. I apologize.)
“There is still plenty of time to fill these my love.”
Bulls head rotates to her slowly, a look of dissatisfaction on his face.
“There should be three bodies in this tree. It is what he deserves.”
The woman known as Loa to the world, but Valerie to the monster, sighs.
“This is true. That wretched bastard should be swinging from this tree. But he isn’t. Mintzel took care of that. Now they are free for three other necks.”
Bull turns back to the ropes, a dispassionate look now replaces his dissatisfaction.
“All in due time love, all in due time. But now that the deal is complete, I have a new toy for you to break. And he thinks he is a devil.”
Bull shrugs.
“They all think they are something special. I have yet to find anyone like me.”
“No one is like you my Hatebringer. No one ever will be like you.”
Bull’s head nods up then down in a slow manner, before turning back to her.
“Who is this mortal that claims to be a devil?”
“His name is Damon Warrens. And he thinks he is the devil himself.”
For the first time in a long time, Bull chuckles.
“Does he know that Hell just lets him reside there?”
“No. I think he thinks he actually owns Hell. But you are the bastard son of Hell itself. And soon he will find out that Hell comes in many versions.”
Bull looks back to the grave and the ropes.
“Now, I need you to go get it. We must prepare for this devil.”
Bull moves forward, strides of power and confidence as he enters the green muck of the swamp and trucks through it as if it isn’t there. He disappears into the thick vegetation and when he returns, he is carrying a human skull. He hands it to Valeria who smiles when the eyes light up to red and then back to black.
“It is ready. And it is hungry. Just like you my Hatebringer. Let us go and catch a devil by the tail.”
Bull and Valeria leave The Swamp That Never Forgets as all becomes black
“Alpha Pro Wrestling. Ruled over by a man that thinks himself a devil. But you are neither a man nor a devil, are you Damon? No I think not. A man that is as reckless and as conceited as yourself could not be the devil, for even the devil understands humility. But you do not Damon. You do not even seem to grasp the concept. It is a paradox to your mind, something you don't understand so it isn’t real. But humility is something that is about to be taught to you. It isn’t going to be some glib concept either, but a full on lesson. My Hatebringer is about to show you that even the devil should fear the monsters that come.”
**Behind Loa, like a phantom, the Hatebringer appears. His large frame makes Loa look like a child, but she isn’t afraid. She smiles up at him and returns to looking at you Damon**
“I am glad you took the time to learn of your opponent. It is just too bad you learned of a man before he was what he is now. It is the past Damon, a past that does not reflect the nature of the beast that my Hatebringer is now. But at least you took it further than most and you delved into the past of my Hatebringer. That means you are precisely as I thought. You are a thinker, you do not blindly walk into a fight. But your ego Darren, that is your downfall. And it will be your downfall when you step into the ring with someone that isn’t a man, but a monster.”
**Loa tilts her head a little**
“And you are so confident that you had to spew your rhetoric twice before my Hatebringer spoke once. How thoughtful of you. But it won’t help you. In the end, you will find yourself on the wrong end of a one way train and its going to barrel down the tracks and send you to an early grave. Maybe even return you to the hell that you love so much. But I doubt it. I doubt hell would except a useless specimen such as yourself.”
**Bull moves Loa to the side and steps forward.**
“You want to speak of a past you wouldn’t even begin to comprehend? You want to present yourself a devil to the masses...when the reality is you are a falsehood in wolves clothing. I am going to send you to a place that is worse than hell Darren. I am going to send you to the bottom of the ladder. No MoRe NiCe ThInGs for you Darren.”
**Loa laughs a manic laugh as the camera fades to black**
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The Swamp That Never Forgets. A foreboding place in the Great Northwoods of Michigan. Surrounded by thick oaks that eventually give way to the cedar and pines that grow here, the swamp itself is a place no man should ever venture. But this is not a man. And the woman that stands at his side could never be mistaken for a man. Her Blue jeans hug her form well, like a second skin. The black leather vest she wears over her white crop top shirt allows only peeks at what lies beneath, begging you to try and look harder, then hiding it again. Corey Bull, the Hatebringer, the Monster, stands at the edge of the swamp, staring out into its darkness. Inside crevices and hidey holes lie the denizens of the darkness. They do not like man, but they bow in respect for the monster. Next to him is a huge hole, dug by his very hands. And just above the hole, in a tree with large crooked limbs, are three ropes.“There is still plenty of time to fill these my love.”
Bulls head rotates to her slowly, a look of dissatisfaction on his face.
“There should be three bodies in this tree. It is what he deserves.”
The woman known as Loa to the world, but Valerie to the monster, sighs.
“This is true. That wretched bastard should be swinging from this tree. But he isn’t. Mintzel took care of that. Now they are free for three other necks.”
Bull turns back to the ropes, a dispassionate look now replaces his dissatisfaction.
“All in due time love, all in due time. But now that the deal is complete, I have a new toy for you to break. And he thinks he is a devil.”
Bull shrugs.
“They all think they are something special. I have yet to find anyone like me.”
“No one is like you my Hatebringer. No one ever will be like you.”
Bull’s head nods up then down in a slow manner, before turning back to her.
“Who is this mortal that claims to be a devil?”
“His name is Damon Warrens. And he thinks he is the devil himself.”
For the first time in a long time, Bull chuckles.
“Does he know that Hell just lets him reside there?”
“No. I think he thinks he actually owns Hell. But you are the bastard son of Hell itself. And soon he will find out that Hell comes in many versions.”
Bull looks back to the grave and the ropes.
“Now, I need you to go get it. We must prepare for this devil.”
Bull moves forward, strides of power and confidence as he enters the green muck of the swamp and trucks through it as if it isn’t there. He disappears into the thick vegetation and when he returns, he is carrying a human skull. He hands it to Valeria who smiles when the eyes light up to red and then back to black.
“It is ready. And it is hungry. Just like you my Hatebringer. Let us go and catch a devil by the tail.”
Bull and Valeria leave The Swamp That Never Forgets as all becomes black
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**The lights snap on to the coy smile of Loa. Her white dreads are tied back and she wears the same leather vest and white crop top. Her arms crossed, she hugs herself a little and lets out a small sigh before her lyrical voice speaks**“Alpha Pro Wrestling. Ruled over by a man that thinks himself a devil. But you are neither a man nor a devil, are you Damon? No I think not. A man that is as reckless and as conceited as yourself could not be the devil, for even the devil understands humility. But you do not Damon. You do not even seem to grasp the concept. It is a paradox to your mind, something you don't understand so it isn’t real. But humility is something that is about to be taught to you. It isn’t going to be some glib concept either, but a full on lesson. My Hatebringer is about to show you that even the devil should fear the monsters that come.”
**Behind Loa, like a phantom, the Hatebringer appears. His large frame makes Loa look like a child, but she isn’t afraid. She smiles up at him and returns to looking at you Damon**
“I am glad you took the time to learn of your opponent. It is just too bad you learned of a man before he was what he is now. It is the past Damon, a past that does not reflect the nature of the beast that my Hatebringer is now. But at least you took it further than most and you delved into the past of my Hatebringer. That means you are precisely as I thought. You are a thinker, you do not blindly walk into a fight. But your ego Darren, that is your downfall. And it will be your downfall when you step into the ring with someone that isn’t a man, but a monster.”
**Loa tilts her head a little**
“And you are so confident that you had to spew your rhetoric twice before my Hatebringer spoke once. How thoughtful of you. But it won’t help you. In the end, you will find yourself on the wrong end of a one way train and its going to barrel down the tracks and send you to an early grave. Maybe even return you to the hell that you love so much. But I doubt it. I doubt hell would except a useless specimen such as yourself.”
**Bull moves Loa to the side and steps forward.**
“You want to speak of a past you wouldn’t even begin to comprehend? You want to present yourself a devil to the masses...when the reality is you are a falsehood in wolves clothing. I am going to send you to a place that is worse than hell Darren. I am going to send you to the bottom of the ladder. No MoRe NiCe ThInGs for you Darren.”
**Loa laughs a manic laugh as the camera fades to black**
