Post by Deleted on Jun 23, 2007 5:25:10 GMT -5
Burning crosses dot the midnight sky. Where is Skyler Striker's daughter? Have you seen her? Jade? Jade! Where are you?! Can you hear my voice, Jade?! Emotionless, Cairo sits in his liar's chair. Miles have passed Cairo by, yet still he yearns and churns for greener pastures. You have perpetrated this felonious circumstance, Cairo! You must be brought to justice!
Bobby Cairo: I have done nothing wrong! Don't you dare accuse me?! Goddamit, I bring respect to this organization! I have never left you down! Cairo is your rightful leader... yet, somehow I feel ashamed. Have I brought about this miscarriage of justice? Has my yearning for a prize that is rightfully mine overridden my sense of decency? No, of course not!. Only a fool could believe such things. You are wrong to accuse me!
Nuclear holocaust claims a few billion lives. Greed is the undoing of many men, the lament of the former commander-in-grief. Cairo, I don’t care what you say! The entire world knows what you've done! We are coming after you with pitchforks! Your ass is about to answer for this shit, Cairo! You think you can get away with it because of fame and fortune? You're about to get dragged down by a whole lot, Cairo!
Bobby Cairo: Tell me, Skyler Striker, who speaks to you? Who conjures your name and likeness? Does your daughter yearn for your caressing touch? Is your daughter dead? Did I kill her? Does your dinner plate smell funny? Fuck you, Striker. I will give you an elbow drop on your dinner table before you can even begin to see the light. Your daughter did not want you, Skyler. This is a simple fact. I did not kidnap her, my friend. She begged me to take her away from you. Don't you see, Skyler? Your daughter hates you. Her blouse was dripping with blood, but it was a cheap Hollywood stunt. She wanted to be free from you so very badly. I didn't want to level you with this news so soon before our championship bout, but you've left me no choice, Skyler. You've threatened me with psychical consequences and that's just wrong.
We have run out of ice cream bars. Cairo, if what you are saying is true, how can you prove it? You have lied to us before and we are having trouble believing you. There must be a test, some simple test that can prove this correct... why don't you produce the child and she can tell us in her own words? We want to see her, Cairo! You are not a man who can be trusted! We would never take your word for anything more than horse manure!
Bobby Cairo: It is time for you to face the disgrace! This is not Cairo's cross to bear! Striker, your day of reckoning has arrived! You tried to push me around and intimidate me back when it was you and them boys! Now your whole world has grown suddenly unsteady. Why is that, Striker? Why does nobody like poor, little Skyler? Boo-hoo, with your little "woe is me" bullshit! I made you into a star at War and now I'm going to take it all away, Striker!
The sound is closing in. The process of thought is expanding... senses withdrawn.
Bobby Cairo: I heard your words, Striker. You claimed that the WCF World Title means nothing to you. The only things that matter to you are bringing back your daughter and settling the score with Cairo. This is what you said... but truly how daft are you, Skyler? It's not about the title? My dear boy, it's always about the title. I crave the WCF World Championship the same way that Creeping Faggot craves little boys. When you discount the importance of that title, you ignore the very reason for your plight. For you this is about recovering a loved one and exacting revenge against your mortal enemy. For me this is about regaining the only thing in the world that ever meant shit to me. Striker, have you ever heard of an aqueduct? It was an artificial channel that was constructed by the ancient Romans to convey water from one location to another. Ok, let's be honest... you knew that, didn't you? Everybody knows that one. But did you ever hear of the Cairoduct? That's a creation of my very own. It's an all-natural Cairo concoction used to convey pain and destruction from one location to another. Hahahaha! Not in the mood for humor, eh Striker? Here's some trivia for you: I am a direct descendant of the emperor Nero. You remember Nero, don't you, Skyler? That was back when we would gather all of the weak-minded Christian fools such as yourself and we would feed them to the ravenous lions. I've noticed that all Christians possess the intelligence of dog shit while harnessing the stench of an Iranian. It seems that Christians have much in common with Creeping Faggot. Ironic, isn't it?
The book has been closed.
Bobby Cairo: I have an idea for you, Striker. Perhaps your media friends can lend you a hand in recovering your daughter? I'm sure that Chris Matthews would be willing to assist once he's finished stuffing his face with 50-gallons tubs of ice cream and Barack Obama's massive African-American cock... that is if Creeping Faggot is finished with it. We all know how they get down in Iowa. I want you to think about these things, Skyler. I want you to digest them as you prepare for our epic showdown at Explosion. There is no point in worrying, my child. Prepare to walk with me in hell and all will be painless from here... muhahahaha!!
The gasping has only begun...
Bobby Cairo: I have done nothing wrong! Don't you dare accuse me?! Goddamit, I bring respect to this organization! I have never left you down! Cairo is your rightful leader... yet, somehow I feel ashamed. Have I brought about this miscarriage of justice? Has my yearning for a prize that is rightfully mine overridden my sense of decency? No, of course not!. Only a fool could believe such things. You are wrong to accuse me!
Nuclear holocaust claims a few billion lives. Greed is the undoing of many men, the lament of the former commander-in-grief. Cairo, I don’t care what you say! The entire world knows what you've done! We are coming after you with pitchforks! Your ass is about to answer for this shit, Cairo! You think you can get away with it because of fame and fortune? You're about to get dragged down by a whole lot, Cairo!
Bobby Cairo: Tell me, Skyler Striker, who speaks to you? Who conjures your name and likeness? Does your daughter yearn for your caressing touch? Is your daughter dead? Did I kill her? Does your dinner plate smell funny? Fuck you, Striker. I will give you an elbow drop on your dinner table before you can even begin to see the light. Your daughter did not want you, Skyler. This is a simple fact. I did not kidnap her, my friend. She begged me to take her away from you. Don't you see, Skyler? Your daughter hates you. Her blouse was dripping with blood, but it was a cheap Hollywood stunt. She wanted to be free from you so very badly. I didn't want to level you with this news so soon before our championship bout, but you've left me no choice, Skyler. You've threatened me with psychical consequences and that's just wrong.
We have run out of ice cream bars. Cairo, if what you are saying is true, how can you prove it? You have lied to us before and we are having trouble believing you. There must be a test, some simple test that can prove this correct... why don't you produce the child and she can tell us in her own words? We want to see her, Cairo! You are not a man who can be trusted! We would never take your word for anything more than horse manure!
Bobby Cairo: It is time for you to face the disgrace! This is not Cairo's cross to bear! Striker, your day of reckoning has arrived! You tried to push me around and intimidate me back when it was you and them boys! Now your whole world has grown suddenly unsteady. Why is that, Striker? Why does nobody like poor, little Skyler? Boo-hoo, with your little "woe is me" bullshit! I made you into a star at War and now I'm going to take it all away, Striker!
The sound is closing in. The process of thought is expanding... senses withdrawn.
Bobby Cairo: I heard your words, Striker. You claimed that the WCF World Title means nothing to you. The only things that matter to you are bringing back your daughter and settling the score with Cairo. This is what you said... but truly how daft are you, Skyler? It's not about the title? My dear boy, it's always about the title. I crave the WCF World Championship the same way that Creeping Faggot craves little boys. When you discount the importance of that title, you ignore the very reason for your plight. For you this is about recovering a loved one and exacting revenge against your mortal enemy. For me this is about regaining the only thing in the world that ever meant shit to me. Striker, have you ever heard of an aqueduct? It was an artificial channel that was constructed by the ancient Romans to convey water from one location to another. Ok, let's be honest... you knew that, didn't you? Everybody knows that one. But did you ever hear of the Cairoduct? That's a creation of my very own. It's an all-natural Cairo concoction used to convey pain and destruction from one location to another. Hahahaha! Not in the mood for humor, eh Striker? Here's some trivia for you: I am a direct descendant of the emperor Nero. You remember Nero, don't you, Skyler? That was back when we would gather all of the weak-minded Christian fools such as yourself and we would feed them to the ravenous lions. I've noticed that all Christians possess the intelligence of dog shit while harnessing the stench of an Iranian. It seems that Christians have much in common with Creeping Faggot. Ironic, isn't it?
The book has been closed.
Bobby Cairo: I have an idea for you, Striker. Perhaps your media friends can lend you a hand in recovering your daughter? I'm sure that Chris Matthews would be willing to assist once he's finished stuffing his face with 50-gallons tubs of ice cream and Barack Obama's massive African-American cock... that is if Creeping Faggot is finished with it. We all know how they get down in Iowa. I want you to think about these things, Skyler. I want you to digest them as you prepare for our epic showdown at Explosion. There is no point in worrying, my child. Prepare to walk with me in hell and all will be painless from here... muhahahaha!!
The gasping has only begun...
