The Alpha Bloodbath: A Grim Butcher's Tale

[TheButcher]

Scene 1
University of Pittsburgh---Dept. of Psychology
Monday, August 22---3:15 pm EST

<<<<<Massaker is located in Dr. Phil Lusenthal’s office after taking a battery of tests and questionnaires the week before. Massaker was finally persuaded by his brother-in-arms, Freezer Burn, to see an expert on his mental conditions. Massaker has been very impulsive, extremely ADHD (which has magnified from his childhood days,) basically all over the map with his incessant posting and ranting WCF’s internet boards, extreme anger and rage, Antisocial, Depressed, disregard to anyone including disrespect and argumentative, no respect to authority, cold-hearted, no remorse, violent outbursts (both verbal and physical,) and a myriad of other symptoms.>>>>>

(Today---On Monday, August 22, Massaker will finally receive answers from Dr. Lusenthal)

<<Massaker is sitting in the Doctor’s office waiting for him to come. After 5 minutes, the Doctor walks in and has a seat at his desk.>>

Dr. Lusenthal: So, Henker… How are you today?

Massaker: I’m not here to chit-chat. Just tell me the fucking results, Doc.

Doctor: Ok, ok… Please be calm. I am only here to help.. So, after your tests and questionnaires, and analyzing the data, under the PPI guidelines.

Massaker: What the hell is PPI?

Doctor: Oh, it’s just the Psychology Index that is used to analyze people. It’s just standard practice.

(PPI actually refers to Psychopathic Personality Inventory, but since the Doctor knows the results, and what the diagnoses are… He will in NO way tell Massaker what it really means to avoid conflict.)

Doctor: So, we score on 2 factors.. #1 Social efficacy, and #2 Maladaptive tendencies. Now, I know that sounds like Doctor jargon, so let’s cut to the chase. Basically, under the DSM (**Note: Diagnostic and Statistical Manual of Mental Disorders) model, which is what we use under the American Psychiatric Association, and, well…um…

Massaker: Just spit it out! Jesus!

Doctor: Well, Mr. Massaker… That isn’t what we perceive as good… You have what is called ASPD, or Antisocial Personality Disorder.

Massaker: Well, I already know I don’t like anybody. So, what’s new?

Doctor: Well, I’m going to schedule you for some therapies, and prescribe some medicine to help you.

Massaker: That’s all bullshit to me. You sound like a quack.

Doctor: Just, please… Take this prescription slip, and get it filled. Also, call me next week to schedule therapy, and…

<<Massaker gets up, and has a disgusted look on his face, and just leaves while the Dr. is in mid-sentence.>>

Scene 2
Freezer Burn’s Mansion
Tuesday, August 23--- 7:25 PM local time

<<<<<Massaker rings the doorbell to the mansion. Freezer opens the door, and shakes Massaker’s hand.>>>>>


Freezer: Come on in, brother.

Massaker: Thanks, bro. Where is everyone?

Freezer: They’re around. Go grab a beer, and I got some Wild Turkey for you.

Massaker: Thanks.

<<< Massaker walks to the kitchen, and grabs a beer, and pours a double Wild Turkey….neat. He starts walking around, and remembers the last time he was there with everyone. He missed being away from Pittsburgh area, and the States in general. Then, he sees Oblivion in the dining room.>>>

Oblivion: Hey asshole! So, I heard you went to a Psycho Doctor… (Oblivion laughs hard) So, are you fucking crazy like me, or just a boring ass dickweed like the rest of humanity??

Massaker: Fuck you, Obi! You get on my nerves sometimes..

Oblivion: Me? Get on YOUR nerves? Dude! You’re the one that is pissing everyone off in WCF with you sticking your nose in everyone’s business on the Internet Boards! Commenting on everyone’s thread and like posting incessantly almost every Goddamn 30 seconds! And, half the shit doesn’t even make any fucking sense what you ARE saying! Jesus! You even are pissing me off.. Just lucky you’re my brother, or I’d put you through that table!

(Oblivion points to the Dining Room table)

Massaker: Go ahead, asshole! I’ll beat the fuck out of you if you try! You’re a pussy anyways… Oh, look.. I’m the MONSTER!

(Oblivion kicks Massaker in the midsection, and grabs him and puts Massker’s back on his shoulder…AND…..
JACKKNIFE POWERBOMB THROUGH THE DINING ROOM TABLE!!! The table just breaks in half from the force. Massaker is just lying on the table on the ground. Obviously in pain, Massaker gets back up on his feet, and walks right up to Oblivion. At this time, Freezer comes into the Dining Room. Then, in enters Night Rider…)

Night Rider: What….The …Fuck…Are…You….Two…Doing?

Massaker: Just Playing.

(Oblivion busts out laughing at Massaker’s response..)

Night Rider: Well, I’m glad it’s funny for you two! So…Anyways..

Freezer: Wait! Hold on! Someone owes me money for a new table!

(Both Massaker and Oblivion shrugs their shoulders)

Night Rider: Ok, stop it. So, Massaker… Freezer told me you went to the Doctor’s for a mental evaluation. So, what did they say?

Massaker: I don’t know.. Something according to the PPI something index, I have Antisocial Personality Disorder.

(Oblivion busts laughing again..)

Massaker: What the fuck is funny?

Oblivion: PPI means Psychopathic Personality Inventory… And, you have ASPD. That means you are psycho and sociopathic! Ha! That makes fucking sense!

Massaker: You have a lot of room to talk, asshole!

Freezer: Dammit! You two stop the shit… It’s like the pot calling the kettle black. Let’s just go into the living room and relax.

(All 4 of the guys from AoD walk into the living room… Massaker looks at Night Rider, and starts to speak.)

Massaker: Rider.. Is Obi right?

Rider: Well, I am no Dr., but.. Yes, he is correct. BUT, we can use this to our advantage.

Massaker: How so?

Rider: Well, at Revenge… Freezer’s retirement match, my Tin..I mean Internet Title match, Oblivion’s match, and your first title shot for the Alpha Title. So, don’t be all over the place, stay focused, stop commenting so much on the fucking Internet Boards…And, use all that rage and anger on your opponents.

Massker: Fuck ya, I can do that. Dion is a whining bitch, CJ just gets lucky winning matches, and that Jordan dude… I have no fucking clue where he is at.

Rider: Well, you should beat them. NO PROBLEM!

Massaker: You know what? I’m also sick of Seth’s mismanagement, the fucking waste of talent in WCF, and the total disrespect of AoD. I am going to fuck people up, and I’m going to do it right! But, I have something to show you guys…

Rider: Ok…

(Massaker turns on the flat screen TV, and connects a USB cord from his phone to the TV… It appears to be a homemade recording.. )

<<<You see Massaker puts his smartphone on him, and you see him talking…

“Hey guys! It’s me here in Pittsburgh. So, you know I’ve been studying about my ancestry, and see if I can self-diagnose myself. So, after a long time tracing my family tree, I see that I also have family in the Chicago area as well.. Well, it turns out that I am related to Herman Webster Mudgett. Or, better known to everyone else as, Dr. H.H. Holmes! Yes,the ‘Murder Castle’ for the World’s Fair in Chicago! He was a sick bastard. And, I like that! Gas-tubes in people’s rooms, secret passages, selling skeletons of his victims for science, etc.


“So, I thought.. Well, my Dad was a butcher, and I learned some tricks off of him growing up. He was always working long hours at the butcher shop, and I plain fucking hated my Mom. So, my Dad would bring to work a lot. Well, that trait helped me survive in the German Military to dig out shrapnel, and wrap myself up during my time of conflict in Macedonia during Operation Essential Harvest.”

“Anyways… I figured I’d show you some of my expertise!

(Massaker turns the camera to the sidewalk where he is walking during dusk-time, and he spots a panhandler.)

“Hey, can you tell me how to get to Antrim Street?”

(The panhandler starts explaining the directions, and then Massaker grabs the guy and drags him by his collar, and leads him to an alley. At this time, Massaker starts kicking the shit out the guy, and then.. You see Massaker throwing a bag down onto the concrete.. He opens it up, and starts pulling out a hacksaw, serated edge knife, filet knife, metal meat mallet, and a cleaver. He walks over to the guy, bends down and starts laughing as the guy begs for mercy. And, all of a sudden… Massaker hits the guy with the metal meat mallet over his head!!! Then, Massaker turns the camera back to himself at this time.)

“Sorry guys, I can’t let you guys see the rest as it may be gruesome, and I don’t want you all to be accomplices… And, yes… I have a diabolical plan for Phoenix, Dion, & Jordan… You fuck with me, and you’ll be The Grim Butcher’s next victims. So, you ‘play’ nice, and I’ll just take what is mine, THE ALPHA FUCKIN’ TITLE! SEE YOU THIS SUNDAY… AND, IT WILL BE MY PLEASURE TO MAKE YOU MY VICTIMS!”

(The video stops at this point…)

Massaker: So, what do you all think? Post this on YouTube as a promo video for my title shot?

Freezer: Ummmm, NO! Dude! You hit a guy over the head with a meat mallet, and Lord knows what else you did after that!

Massaker: So what? It will show those 3 dipshits NOT to fuck with me, and as far as what I did with that guy… No one will ever know.

(Massaker smugly winks)

Rider: Yea, don’t do that, Massaker. But, The Grim Butcher. Yes, yes.. I like that. Just, um… Yes, don’t tell me what you did with that guy. But, Jesus…I have 2 mental cases in AoD with me, but I FUCKING LOVE IT!

(Oblivion and Massaker looks at each other with an evil smirk, and then they both look at Night Rider and Freezer Burn. And, all 4 start laughing like evil devils…)

Massaker: Well guys.. I have to catch a flight back home, and get some shit done. So, see you all on Sunday, if not sooner! And, yes.. the spastic Baron is gone, and now the focused and proudly maniacal The Grim Butcher is here! And, those 3 in the Alpha Title match are in fucking trouble! And, I’ll bring my trusty metal meat mallet to the ring.. JUST IN CASE I WANT SOME BLOOD TO SPILL!

<<<<< Massaker walks out of Freezer Burn’s front door, and down the driveway…>>>>>