Post by Diablo on Dec 14, 2013 3:15:35 GMT -5
The time has come for the demon to rise once more. His wrath will be felt by all who dare stand in his way. For too long now he has been forced to hide in the shadows and keep a low profile. Unable to do the one thing he loved to do the most, Hurt people! He was tired of watching his brother have all of the fun. It was his turn to get a slice of the pie! He felt so much better knowing that Corzone was taken care of and the sick son of a bitch wouldn't be hurting anyone else. He did feel bad that he couldn't fill his own brother in on the whole fake murder and everything but they had to keep it top secret. At least his brother had understood and was able to take care of everything.
He thought of Angel Fyre, It was a shame they couldn't have stopped him before he got to Chesty LaRue. he didn't blame her though. They had kidnapped her mother and were threatening to kill her if Chesty didn't go along. Angel was one hell of a manager and he would miss her. Now he would have to find himself another manager to handle the business side of things and let him concentrate on kicking some ass.
He was nervous about going back to the WCF again. So many new faces and he would have to start all over again. That's okay, He would be more than up for the challenge. He couldn't wait to get back in the ring against some of the best around. Fly,Purse, Twilight, Orbit, JPrice, The whole roster was full of superstars. Each one of them a fighting machine. Only he was going to be even more that that. He was going to be a god damned monster.
He stood there in front of the mirror making sure he had picked the right outfit. He had on a pair of black leather trunks with Diablo across the back in blood red letters. He had on a Black leather vest and a pair of black leather gloves with spikes on the knuckles. He would be able to dish out a lot of punishment with them!
He looked around the hotel room for a minute. It was really nothing special. just a simple double sized bed with a desk and a kitchen area. There was a bathroom on the other side of the kitchen area. He didn't need much. Just a place to lay his head and relax after a hard day. He did like the big screen television hanging on the wall in front of the bed. He could watch the games in style. Too bad it looks like a long year for the Bulls. Rose just couldn't catch a break without it breaking his hand.
He wondered who his first match would be against. Then began to feel sorry for them. They had no ideal what they were in for. It was time to come back with a vengeance and no one would be spared. Besides, He had a lot of lost time to make up for. He could feel the excitement building as he laughed out loud. He grabbed his camera and sat it down on the dresser across from the bed and sat down on the edge of the bed. He looked intensely into the camera as he began to speak.
Diablo: A lot of you don't know me and most of you won't remember me. However, I promise you that by the time I am done you will never forget me! You see, I haven't gone soft and mushy like my big brother has done. He got a taste of some good stuff and now he's hooked. Me, I could give a fuck about a bitch. My favorite song is Half by Gucci Mane.
Diablo
Fuck a bitch man. No one's getting half of my shit. I kick ass for me not someone else. I want all you soft ass mother fuckers out there talking tough to get ready to be put in check. I'm out to burst all of your damn bubbles for you and reveal you for the fakes you really are. I've got a couple in mind already that I can't wait to kick the shit out of. They will find out who they are soon enough. as a matter of fact. There's a lot you guys don't know yet, But you will. Believe me, YOU WILL! Later bitches!
Diablo gets up and turns off the camera. He grabs the bottle of Jack off of the table and headed out to the pool for some rest and relaxation beside the pool.
He thought of Angel Fyre, It was a shame they couldn't have stopped him before he got to Chesty LaRue. he didn't blame her though. They had kidnapped her mother and were threatening to kill her if Chesty didn't go along. Angel was one hell of a manager and he would miss her. Now he would have to find himself another manager to handle the business side of things and let him concentrate on kicking some ass.
He was nervous about going back to the WCF again. So many new faces and he would have to start all over again. That's okay, He would be more than up for the challenge. He couldn't wait to get back in the ring against some of the best around. Fly,Purse, Twilight, Orbit, JPrice, The whole roster was full of superstars. Each one of them a fighting machine. Only he was going to be even more that that. He was going to be a god damned monster.
He stood there in front of the mirror making sure he had picked the right outfit. He had on a pair of black leather trunks with Diablo across the back in blood red letters. He had on a Black leather vest and a pair of black leather gloves with spikes on the knuckles. He would be able to dish out a lot of punishment with them!
He looked around the hotel room for a minute. It was really nothing special. just a simple double sized bed with a desk and a kitchen area. There was a bathroom on the other side of the kitchen area. He didn't need much. Just a place to lay his head and relax after a hard day. He did like the big screen television hanging on the wall in front of the bed. He could watch the games in style. Too bad it looks like a long year for the Bulls. Rose just couldn't catch a break without it breaking his hand.
He wondered who his first match would be against. Then began to feel sorry for them. They had no ideal what they were in for. It was time to come back with a vengeance and no one would be spared. Besides, He had a lot of lost time to make up for. He could feel the excitement building as he laughed out loud. He grabbed his camera and sat it down on the dresser across from the bed and sat down on the edge of the bed. He looked intensely into the camera as he began to speak.
Diablo: A lot of you don't know me and most of you won't remember me. However, I promise you that by the time I am done you will never forget me! You see, I haven't gone soft and mushy like my big brother has done. He got a taste of some good stuff and now he's hooked. Me, I could give a fuck about a bitch. My favorite song is Half by Gucci Mane.
Diablo
Fuck a bitch man. No one's getting half of my shit. I kick ass for me not someone else. I want all you soft ass mother fuckers out there talking tough to get ready to be put in check. I'm out to burst all of your damn bubbles for you and reveal you for the fakes you really are. I've got a couple in mind already that I can't wait to kick the shit out of. They will find out who they are soon enough. as a matter of fact. There's a lot you guys don't know yet, But you will. Believe me, YOU WILL! Later bitches!
Diablo gets up and turns off the camera. He grabs the bottle of Jack off of the table and headed out to the pool for some rest and relaxation beside the pool.
