Post by "Invincible" Damian Kaine on Aug 27, 2016 10:16:09 GMT -5
“You were my brother.”
(Damian Kaine’s voice echoes in the viewer’s speakers. The screen fades in to Damian standing, arms placed behind his back.)
“Adrian Archer. @@@. Annihilator. Whatever the hell you wanna go by now. You were family. You were my mentor, and, in some ways, like my second father. But then. Then you got arrogant. You got power-hungry. You let your quote-unquote “success” in the Deathmatch tourney get to your head. And I should have seen it coming. You were distant. Sunday, you just looked right past me. But I gave you the benefit of the doubt. And look where it got me. Stabbed in the back by the one person I actually trusted. But no more. I’m going to be vigilant. This week, Seth decided to make me the Butt of the joke. Yeah, he gave me a match against Archer. But he has me teaming with Salem Shepard and Jason Cash. But I’m okay with that. I may not like ZT, but I hate Archer. And the enemy of my enemy is somebody I can tolerate temporarily.”
(Kaine paces back and forth.)
“What are we dealing with this week? We have Adrian. Now, one thing I learned about Adrian is that he never takes the heat. I guarantee he’ll be pinned clean and still turn around and blame Kira. That’s just the kind of asshole he is. And Adrian, no. You aren’t a bastard. But your children are. Because where is their daddy? Your kids are at home with your fucked up ex-wife, probably learning to do meth or some shit, and you’re here for money and fucking with whores. You’re worse at this dad thing than Chris was with Abstract. Adrian, lay off. Lay off the booze. The crank. I knew I should have stopped you when I saw it in your bag. I’ve seen what the Crystal can do. A once great wrestler stooping to a barbershop scene. It’s just fucking pathetic.”
(Kaine stops, and kinda smirks a bit. He sits, thinking, and still smirking.)
“I brought up the whores. I mean, how does it feel, Adrian, to say you’ve hit the same parking meter that Seth and probably half of the locker room has hit. But your most sickening display? Worming your way into Twilight’s pants. I’d heard she was easy, but damn, all it took was for Adrian to pull a Cosby and poof. She caught all of Kandi’s STD’s. That’s right, Sarah. His aura isn’t that charming. He just had you drugged. Let’s hope you have some sort of cure-all-diseases spell or some shit.”
(Damian pauses for a minute.) “Dammit… Who is the other?” (He searches his brain before remembering..)
“Kira Izumi.The man who was kicked out from Zero Tolerance. I actually kinda like you, though. You’ve got skill. You’re just on the wrong side of this. I apologize for you being collateral damage. Because once I get my hands on Adrian Augustus Archer, I don’t give a damn what happens, as long as he ends up on the floor, bleeding. Kira, be careful. Watch your back. I think you have the poor end of the stick. I mean, yeah. ZT can’t be trusted. But at least they will respect that we have a match to win.”
(Damian looks dead into the camera with a serious face.)
"Adrian, you'd better hope that we don't meet in that ring. You like to complain. You like to say I was holding you back. And maybe I was. But I can tell you this. You fucked up. And you lit the fire. So good luck this Sunday. Because it will be my redemption. It will be my retribution. And it WILL be my revenge."
(The camera zooms out of his face, while he laughs maniacally. Then the screen flickers to the same silhouette of a man with a bird-like face, before flickering to black.)
(Damian Kaine’s voice echoes in the viewer’s speakers. The screen fades in to Damian standing, arms placed behind his back.)
“Adrian Archer. @@@. Annihilator. Whatever the hell you wanna go by now. You were family. You were my mentor, and, in some ways, like my second father. But then. Then you got arrogant. You got power-hungry. You let your quote-unquote “success” in the Deathmatch tourney get to your head. And I should have seen it coming. You were distant. Sunday, you just looked right past me. But I gave you the benefit of the doubt. And look where it got me. Stabbed in the back by the one person I actually trusted. But no more. I’m going to be vigilant. This week, Seth decided to make me the Butt of the joke. Yeah, he gave me a match against Archer. But he has me teaming with Salem Shepard and Jason Cash. But I’m okay with that. I may not like ZT, but I hate Archer. And the enemy of my enemy is somebody I can tolerate temporarily.”
(Kaine paces back and forth.)
“What are we dealing with this week? We have Adrian. Now, one thing I learned about Adrian is that he never takes the heat. I guarantee he’ll be pinned clean and still turn around and blame Kira. That’s just the kind of asshole he is. And Adrian, no. You aren’t a bastard. But your children are. Because where is their daddy? Your kids are at home with your fucked up ex-wife, probably learning to do meth or some shit, and you’re here for money and fucking with whores. You’re worse at this dad thing than Chris was with Abstract. Adrian, lay off. Lay off the booze. The crank. I knew I should have stopped you when I saw it in your bag. I’ve seen what the Crystal can do. A once great wrestler stooping to a barbershop scene. It’s just fucking pathetic.”
(Kaine stops, and kinda smirks a bit. He sits, thinking, and still smirking.)
“I brought up the whores. I mean, how does it feel, Adrian, to say you’ve hit the same parking meter that Seth and probably half of the locker room has hit. But your most sickening display? Worming your way into Twilight’s pants. I’d heard she was easy, but damn, all it took was for Adrian to pull a Cosby and poof. She caught all of Kandi’s STD’s. That’s right, Sarah. His aura isn’t that charming. He just had you drugged. Let’s hope you have some sort of cure-all-diseases spell or some shit.”
(Damian pauses for a minute.) “Dammit… Who is the other?” (He searches his brain before remembering..)
“Kira Izumi.The man who was kicked out from Zero Tolerance. I actually kinda like you, though. You’ve got skill. You’re just on the wrong side of this. I apologize for you being collateral damage. Because once I get my hands on Adrian Augustus Archer, I don’t give a damn what happens, as long as he ends up on the floor, bleeding. Kira, be careful. Watch your back. I think you have the poor end of the stick. I mean, yeah. ZT can’t be trusted. But at least they will respect that we have a match to win.”
(Damian looks dead into the camera with a serious face.)
"Adrian, you'd better hope that we don't meet in that ring. You like to complain. You like to say I was holding you back. And maybe I was. But I can tell you this. You fucked up. And you lit the fire. So good luck this Sunday. Because it will be my redemption. It will be my retribution. And it WILL be my revenge."
(The camera zooms out of his face, while he laughs maniacally. Then the screen flickers to the same silhouette of a man with a bird-like face, before flickering to black.)
