The Baron's road to Redemption
Jun 29, 2016 0:01:41 GMT -5
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Post by TheButcher on Jun 29, 2016 0:01:41 GMT -5
Act 1---Pre-Interview
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["The Baron" Henker von Massaker is scheduled to meet with former WCW commentator, and Pittsburgh's own sports radio personality, Mark Madden, at his media home...105.9 'The X' in the Green Tree section of the city, and studio home. "The Baron" walks in with his black DRG shirt, and black military tactical-cargo pants, and steel-toed boot, with a chrome batwing tip. "The Baron" not saying much, because he thinks Madden is a fat, blabbering piece-of-shit, and that's why WCW disposed of his services... Henker waits to be called into the radio booth by the station's producer. At that time, the producer walks out and waves Henker to come along with her, as it's time for the interview. Henker just scowls at Madden, and puts on his headset. Madden tries to say, 'Hello,' but "The Baron" won't have any of his bullshit fake pleasantries.]
Act 2---The Interview
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Madden: So, folks.. We've talked about Stanley Cup champs, The Buccos pitching going in the toilet, but now, The Super Genius, ME, wants to discuss my passion for once..the world of professional wrestling. Today's guest is originally from Köln, Germany, but his father was born and raised here in the Steel City, before moving to Germany since he was a big wig at Bayer. Now, our guest and now Pittsburgh's own, "The Baron" Henker von Massaker joins us today.. Welcome, Baron!
The Baron: Yeah.
Madden: So, why the short answer and scowl?
The Baron: Well, simply because your're an idiot, instead of the Super Genius, you should be the 'Mental Midget.'
Madden: Woah, woah... No name calling on my show...
The Baron: I do what want, when I want to.. So, cut the crap, and ask me questions, Jabba the Hut.
{Madden's face gets beat red because is angered, but knows he must keep his composure.}
Madden: OK, first off.. Is Henker von Massaker your God-given name, or is it..
{The Baron cuts Madden off in mid-sentence.}
The Baron: MY name, in English, means '(the) Executioner of (the) Massacre.' Does that answer your question, radio bitch?
Madden: Wow, OK, but..that is foreboding name indeed, but yet you are 0-2 in WCF. What do you have to say about that??
The Baron: Easy.. I had no desire, or anticipation, to be in back-to-back battle royals. They are nothing to me, and yes...I should've won both Battles.. But, I don't give a *censor* *censor*. I am now focusing my wrath on individuals to make them fall like dominos. So, sure...
{Madden tried cutting off The Baron at this point...}
The Baron: I will reach over, and choke the scheiße out of you if you even TRY to interrupt me again! Got it, you ego-maniac, 2nd rate, lawn jockey!!!
{Madden is anxious and befuddled at this point...}
Madden: OK, continue Mr. Baron...
The Baron: Don't try to patronize me... Anyways, what I was saying is.. My expertise is in close combat, not some wrestling orgy they call a Battle Royal. So, now..I am directing this rage to my opponent this weekend at Slam...Heavy Metal Machine. From what I hear, he was the former lead singer for the Christian hard-rock band, Stryper. The only thing good about that is...they wore black & yellow of my Steelers, Pirates, and Stanley Cup winners...The Penguins!! But, enough name dropping of my teams I love...Heavy Metal, soft rock, jazz, symphony.. Whatever you are.. I will suggest a Heavy Metal song to you, that fits perfectly for when I am done with you at Slam. 'Reign in Blood' by Slayer!! There will most likely be carnage, and most likely a heap of a crimson carcass, that was called Heavy Metal Machine. A machine that has no working parts, a machine that has NO reason to be booked to face me. But, what Seth says...goes, but only for now. The DRG will end your tyranny in WCF, and actually create a better WCF product that is void of a terrible ring, atrocious locker rooms, and your weak 'The Family,' which is a band of merry jobbers.
Madden: So, Heavy Metal poses no threat to you? Will DRG interfere to ensure you win?
The Baron: John, er..Mark Madden the Super Poop, I will not overlook Heavy Metal, or anyone in WCF, because anyone can get lucky. So, I prepared by sparring in some MMA dojos for discipline and to control my rage, and I am focused on one man...Heavy Metal Machine come Slam. I will methodically punish him with my running lariat, then my sit-out powerbomb, then my inverted sidewalk Slam DDT, and might throw in the Iron Cross or my finisher, The Blackout... Regardless, Heavy Metal will be decimated, and I will serve notice to the WCF Galaxy... I. Am. Here. For. The. Gold!!! One domino at a time!
Madden: Wow, you definitely made your presence known here on my show, and I will definitely be watching Slam this weekend. You have changed my views about you, Sir.
The Baron: Why? (With a smirk on his face.)
Madden: Well, I always root for the hometown guy, but I thought you were going to talk all 'cryptic' like when you were...
{The Baron interrupts Madden...again.}
The Baron: You mean, 'The Unknown?' Dude, I was in a confused state, and just wanted to be left alone because I trusted no one, but my rage, my past demons, and my determination is what gave me the reason why to NOT hide behind a Dollar Tree Halloween costume. I am, who I am.. I am a Germanic NeoPagan that focuses on the internal struggle of self, and the reactionary outward actions... I am walking a fine line between my rage that encompasses total obliteration of everyone in my path, or control my rage to target the ones that deserve it. That is why I had a sit down with Thomas Uriel Bates, the Leader of DRG. He witnessed my rage towards WCF's VP, and the damn status quo of this sham of an organization. But, Bates, saw the fire, the desire, and the deep belief in honor that I long buried after my days in the German Army. He is one imposing, intelligent, And rational man...like myself. So, I now hold the belief in the Code of Chilvary of the Dark Riders Gang M.C. Justice, Honor, Integrity... But, never take *bleep* off anyone..especially, when it's dealing with 'The Family' and their shady attempt to allegedly make WCF better. I can see through the BS like my mentor, Bates. Mikey, etc. We fight our own battles, but when it comes to US and WCF getting F'ed over...We. Will. Be. There!!!
In conclusion, Super Duper, Heavy Metal Machine... You & Me...ONLY. My DRG Brother's will stay in the back, and just watch and enjoy how this 'Prospect' will channel & harness his rage towards HIM...The so- called Machine!
1
2..
3!!!!
Write it down, now! I will be victorious at Slam!
Madden: OK, folks..we're out of time. So, thanks for your time "The Baron" Henker von Massaker, and good luck at Slam!
The Baron: No luck will be needed at Slam against Machine. It will be focus, preparation, and determination that will get me the win. And, the rest of you WCF jobbers, look over your shoulder now ...because I WILL be coming for the GOLD!
{The interview ends and The Baron doesn't even shakes Madden's hand as he leaves. Henker is more focused on training in his birth town: Köln, Germany...where, he will be flying out at 10:10 PM out of Pittsburgh International Airport located in Moon Township, PA.}
Act 3 & conclusion-- Arrival in Köln
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[The Baron arrives at Frankfurt airport, and quickly boards the high-speed ICE train to Cologne. He calls up a couple of old buddies on the phone, and wants to meet at Live Music Hall in the Ehrenfeld section of Köln.
A DJ is playing there, and The Baron is waiting for his buddies at the bar, drinking a Reißedorf kölsch, and since Germany does not serve 'shots,' he orders a triple-shot of Jim Beam straight up.
While waiting for his bourbon, The Baron starts playing with his butterfly knife. The same knife that 'allegedly' killed his superior officer.. And, his buddies finally show up at the LMH. The Baron shouts, like he owns the place, add 3 more triples of Beam, and 3 Reißedorf bottles...Please and thank you, Miss.
The Baron is seen smoking a cohiba, and he already downed his triple shot..and, he walks over to the DJ, and requests playing, 'Smack my Bitch up,' by Prodigy...
The Baron has a smirk on his face, and yells..."THIS IS HOW WE FUCKIN' PARTY HERE IN Deutschland!!!! So, piss off and turn off the damn camera...BUT, before you do that. I have a message. Heavy Metal Hairband Groupie....You. Will. Be. My. Next. Victim.....SNAP, CRACKLE, & DROP!!!!]
**The Baron blows cigar smoke towards the camera, and then pushes the camera away....the video feed ends at this point.**
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["The Baron" Henker von Massaker is scheduled to meet with former WCW commentator, and Pittsburgh's own sports radio personality, Mark Madden, at his media home...105.9 'The X' in the Green Tree section of the city, and studio home. "The Baron" walks in with his black DRG shirt, and black military tactical-cargo pants, and steel-toed boot, with a chrome batwing tip. "The Baron" not saying much, because he thinks Madden is a fat, blabbering piece-of-shit, and that's why WCW disposed of his services... Henker waits to be called into the radio booth by the station's producer. At that time, the producer walks out and waves Henker to come along with her, as it's time for the interview. Henker just scowls at Madden, and puts on his headset. Madden tries to say, 'Hello,' but "The Baron" won't have any of his bullshit fake pleasantries.]
Act 2---The Interview
*********
Madden: So, folks.. We've talked about Stanley Cup champs, The Buccos pitching going in the toilet, but now, The Super Genius, ME, wants to discuss my passion for once..the world of professional wrestling. Today's guest is originally from Köln, Germany, but his father was born and raised here in the Steel City, before moving to Germany since he was a big wig at Bayer. Now, our guest and now Pittsburgh's own, "The Baron" Henker von Massaker joins us today.. Welcome, Baron!
The Baron: Yeah.
Madden: So, why the short answer and scowl?
The Baron: Well, simply because your're an idiot, instead of the Super Genius, you should be the 'Mental Midget.'
Madden: Woah, woah... No name calling on my show...
The Baron: I do what want, when I want to.. So, cut the crap, and ask me questions, Jabba the Hut.
{Madden's face gets beat red because is angered, but knows he must keep his composure.}
Madden: OK, first off.. Is Henker von Massaker your God-given name, or is it..
{The Baron cuts Madden off in mid-sentence.}
The Baron: MY name, in English, means '(the) Executioner of (the) Massacre.' Does that answer your question, radio bitch?
Madden: Wow, OK, but..that is foreboding name indeed, but yet you are 0-2 in WCF. What do you have to say about that??
The Baron: Easy.. I had no desire, or anticipation, to be in back-to-back battle royals. They are nothing to me, and yes...I should've won both Battles.. But, I don't give a *censor* *censor*. I am now focusing my wrath on individuals to make them fall like dominos. So, sure...
{Madden tried cutting off The Baron at this point...}
The Baron: I will reach over, and choke the scheiße out of you if you even TRY to interrupt me again! Got it, you ego-maniac, 2nd rate, lawn jockey!!!
{Madden is anxious and befuddled at this point...}
Madden: OK, continue Mr. Baron...
The Baron: Don't try to patronize me... Anyways, what I was saying is.. My expertise is in close combat, not some wrestling orgy they call a Battle Royal. So, now..I am directing this rage to my opponent this weekend at Slam...Heavy Metal Machine. From what I hear, he was the former lead singer for the Christian hard-rock band, Stryper. The only thing good about that is...they wore black & yellow of my Steelers, Pirates, and Stanley Cup winners...The Penguins!! But, enough name dropping of my teams I love...Heavy Metal, soft rock, jazz, symphony.. Whatever you are.. I will suggest a Heavy Metal song to you, that fits perfectly for when I am done with you at Slam. 'Reign in Blood' by Slayer!! There will most likely be carnage, and most likely a heap of a crimson carcass, that was called Heavy Metal Machine. A machine that has no working parts, a machine that has NO reason to be booked to face me. But, what Seth says...goes, but only for now. The DRG will end your tyranny in WCF, and actually create a better WCF product that is void of a terrible ring, atrocious locker rooms, and your weak 'The Family,' which is a band of merry jobbers.
Madden: So, Heavy Metal poses no threat to you? Will DRG interfere to ensure you win?
The Baron: John, er..Mark Madden the Super Poop, I will not overlook Heavy Metal, or anyone in WCF, because anyone can get lucky. So, I prepared by sparring in some MMA dojos for discipline and to control my rage, and I am focused on one man...Heavy Metal Machine come Slam. I will methodically punish him with my running lariat, then my sit-out powerbomb, then my inverted sidewalk Slam DDT, and might throw in the Iron Cross or my finisher, The Blackout... Regardless, Heavy Metal will be decimated, and I will serve notice to the WCF Galaxy... I. Am. Here. For. The. Gold!!! One domino at a time!
Madden: Wow, you definitely made your presence known here on my show, and I will definitely be watching Slam this weekend. You have changed my views about you, Sir.
The Baron: Why? (With a smirk on his face.)
Madden: Well, I always root for the hometown guy, but I thought you were going to talk all 'cryptic' like when you were...
{The Baron interrupts Madden...again.}
The Baron: You mean, 'The Unknown?' Dude, I was in a confused state, and just wanted to be left alone because I trusted no one, but my rage, my past demons, and my determination is what gave me the reason why to NOT hide behind a Dollar Tree Halloween costume. I am, who I am.. I am a Germanic NeoPagan that focuses on the internal struggle of self, and the reactionary outward actions... I am walking a fine line between my rage that encompasses total obliteration of everyone in my path, or control my rage to target the ones that deserve it. That is why I had a sit down with Thomas Uriel Bates, the Leader of DRG. He witnessed my rage towards WCF's VP, and the damn status quo of this sham of an organization. But, Bates, saw the fire, the desire, and the deep belief in honor that I long buried after my days in the German Army. He is one imposing, intelligent, And rational man...like myself. So, I now hold the belief in the Code of Chilvary of the Dark Riders Gang M.C. Justice, Honor, Integrity... But, never take *bleep* off anyone..especially, when it's dealing with 'The Family' and their shady attempt to allegedly make WCF better. I can see through the BS like my mentor, Bates. Mikey, etc. We fight our own battles, but when it comes to US and WCF getting F'ed over...We. Will. Be. There!!!
In conclusion, Super Duper, Heavy Metal Machine... You & Me...ONLY. My DRG Brother's will stay in the back, and just watch and enjoy how this 'Prospect' will channel & harness his rage towards HIM...The so- called Machine!
1
2..
3!!!!
Write it down, now! I will be victorious at Slam!
Madden: OK, folks..we're out of time. So, thanks for your time "The Baron" Henker von Massaker, and good luck at Slam!
The Baron: No luck will be needed at Slam against Machine. It will be focus, preparation, and determination that will get me the win. And, the rest of you WCF jobbers, look over your shoulder now ...because I WILL be coming for the GOLD!
{The interview ends and The Baron doesn't even shakes Madden's hand as he leaves. Henker is more focused on training in his birth town: Köln, Germany...where, he will be flying out at 10:10 PM out of Pittsburgh International Airport located in Moon Township, PA.}
Act 3 & conclusion-- Arrival in Köln
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[The Baron arrives at Frankfurt airport, and quickly boards the high-speed ICE train to Cologne. He calls up a couple of old buddies on the phone, and wants to meet at Live Music Hall in the Ehrenfeld section of Köln.
A DJ is playing there, and The Baron is waiting for his buddies at the bar, drinking a Reißedorf kölsch, and since Germany does not serve 'shots,' he orders a triple-shot of Jim Beam straight up.
While waiting for his bourbon, The Baron starts playing with his butterfly knife. The same knife that 'allegedly' killed his superior officer.. And, his buddies finally show up at the LMH. The Baron shouts, like he owns the place, add 3 more triples of Beam, and 3 Reißedorf bottles...Please and thank you, Miss.
The Baron is seen smoking a cohiba, and he already downed his triple shot..and, he walks over to the DJ, and requests playing, 'Smack my Bitch up,' by Prodigy...
The Baron has a smirk on his face, and yells..."THIS IS HOW WE FUCKIN' PARTY HERE IN Deutschland!!!! So, piss off and turn off the damn camera...BUT, before you do that. I have a message. Heavy Metal Hairband Groupie....You. Will. Be. My. Next. Victim.....SNAP, CRACKLE, & DROP!!!!]
**The Baron blows cigar smoke towards the camera, and then pushes the camera away....the video feed ends at this point.**
