Post by TheButcher on Jul 31, 2016 12:25:15 GMT -5
{** The Baron wakes up the next morning at his place. He sees the broken glass from the beer bottle he threw against the wall the night before. The bottle of Wild Turkey is sitting on the coffee table still. The Baron flips on the TV again, and he fast forwards the DVR, and.. It flashes onto The Baron vs. Kaine from the last Slam**}}
The Baron:
So, you think you got the best of me at that match, Kaine? Shit, you got saved by the bell! I hit you with my finisher, and I got the Philly Screwjob! I don't this is Seth's doing.. But, Kaine, I wonder if you are in bed with the archetypes of this organization!
See, Kaine, you are unseasoned, very little talent except for jumping around like you got ants in your pants, but MOST of all-you don't have the heart, the desire, and the fight to match up against me! Let alone everyone in WCF!
An illusionist, like yourself, can fool the crowd with smoke & mirrors, but amongst other talent-We know where the rabbit is before you pull it out of the hat!
So, tonight, Damian Kaine versus "The Baron" Henker von Massaker.. @ The Ultimate Showdown..no time limit! So, that match is right up my alley! I will cut you limb from limb, and chop you down to size so you will be grounded. And, at that time, I will hit you with my Fisherman's Suplex, my inverted sidewalk slam DDT, sit out powerbomb, The Iron Cross, the Wehrmacht, The Blitzkrieg, The Blackout.. The list goes on.. And, eventually, once you are laying there laying there like a meat puppet and begging for mercy.. I'll pin you 1-2-3!
I AM NOT looking past you, as I am a calculated locomotive that will run you over. I just have my eyes on the GOLD here in WCF. AND, you...you Kaine, are just a gnat that is a mere bother that just flies around serving no purpose!
{{* The Baron fast forwards the DVR until it shows the participants of The Ultimate Showdown match. The Baron starts focusing on their images for a couple of minutes. Then, you see The Baron with his trademark evil smirk, and then turns completely away from the screen*}}
The Baron:
So, you see all those guys and their belts? THAT'S what I am gunning for, and more sooner than later Kaine.. You will see why I am Championship material! Fuck the VP of Talent, Fuck the Owner, and Fuck anyone that stands in my way to belt!
Kaine, do you realize that I can decimate you in the ring? That I can turn you into side of beef inside that ring? That all my military and wrestling background has prepared me to snap anyone's neck and limbs? Remember, there is NO time limit, so that means, I can ensure you will be punished.
I will be using YOU as an example for all of the TUS competitors to witness my destruction, and how.. They are next in the pecking order of business.
WCF is MY business! I come to work, clear my head, focus on the task at hand that evening, and I execute my plan!
You have no chance against me... Do you fuckin' realize that? You will be treated like a POW, AND when I am done.. You will be MIA!
So, I'd advise you call the ER in advance and make sure they have a bed ready for you after our match!
And, as far as The Ulimate Showdown 'competitors,' I will be that Locomotive making my stop at one of you.. The gold will be mine soon enough!
Bates.. Gemini Battle.. Teddy Blaze.. Zombie McMorris.. Brent Alpine .. Kevin Bishop ..Nathan Chambers .. AND Stuart Slane...
I AM here, I HAVE arrived, AND you best fuckin' believe it.. I will be taking one of your belts away soon, and doing it in short order. And, quite possibly, end your career! I have served you all notice, now come get eviscerated!!! And, off you will go to the slaughterhouse called the 'Massaker!!'
{{*The Baron Masskar walks away, and in the distance you THE SCREAM OF..*}}
IST MIR DOCH SCHEISSEGAL!!!
The Baron:
So, you think you got the best of me at that match, Kaine? Shit, you got saved by the bell! I hit you with my finisher, and I got the Philly Screwjob! I don't this is Seth's doing.. But, Kaine, I wonder if you are in bed with the archetypes of this organization!
See, Kaine, you are unseasoned, very little talent except for jumping around like you got ants in your pants, but MOST of all-you don't have the heart, the desire, and the fight to match up against me! Let alone everyone in WCF!
An illusionist, like yourself, can fool the crowd with smoke & mirrors, but amongst other talent-We know where the rabbit is before you pull it out of the hat!
So, tonight, Damian Kaine versus "The Baron" Henker von Massaker.. @ The Ultimate Showdown..no time limit! So, that match is right up my alley! I will cut you limb from limb, and chop you down to size so you will be grounded. And, at that time, I will hit you with my Fisherman's Suplex, my inverted sidewalk slam DDT, sit out powerbomb, The Iron Cross, the Wehrmacht, The Blitzkrieg, The Blackout.. The list goes on.. And, eventually, once you are laying there laying there like a meat puppet and begging for mercy.. I'll pin you 1-2-3!
I AM NOT looking past you, as I am a calculated locomotive that will run you over. I just have my eyes on the GOLD here in WCF. AND, you...you Kaine, are just a gnat that is a mere bother that just flies around serving no purpose!
{{* The Baron fast forwards the DVR until it shows the participants of The Ultimate Showdown match. The Baron starts focusing on their images for a couple of minutes. Then, you see The Baron with his trademark evil smirk, and then turns completely away from the screen*}}
The Baron:
So, you see all those guys and their belts? THAT'S what I am gunning for, and more sooner than later Kaine.. You will see why I am Championship material! Fuck the VP of Talent, Fuck the Owner, and Fuck anyone that stands in my way to belt!
Kaine, do you realize that I can decimate you in the ring? That I can turn you into side of beef inside that ring? That all my military and wrestling background has prepared me to snap anyone's neck and limbs? Remember, there is NO time limit, so that means, I can ensure you will be punished.
I will be using YOU as an example for all of the TUS competitors to witness my destruction, and how.. They are next in the pecking order of business.
WCF is MY business! I come to work, clear my head, focus on the task at hand that evening, and I execute my plan!
You have no chance against me... Do you fuckin' realize that? You will be treated like a POW, AND when I am done.. You will be MIA!
So, I'd advise you call the ER in advance and make sure they have a bed ready for you after our match!
And, as far as The Ulimate Showdown 'competitors,' I will be that Locomotive making my stop at one of you.. The gold will be mine soon enough!
Bates.. Gemini Battle.. Teddy Blaze.. Zombie McMorris.. Brent Alpine .. Kevin Bishop ..Nathan Chambers .. AND Stuart Slane...
I AM here, I HAVE arrived, AND you best fuckin' believe it.. I will be taking one of your belts away soon, and doing it in short order. And, quite possibly, end your career! I have served you all notice, now come get eviscerated!!! And, off you will go to the slaughterhouse called the 'Massaker!!'
{{*The Baron Masskar walks away, and in the distance you THE SCREAM OF..*}}
IST MIR DOCH SCHEISSEGAL!!!
