Make a decision Destroyer
Oct 30, 2018 18:51:08 GMT -5
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Post by Scott Slayer on Oct 30, 2018 18:51:08 GMT -5
Scott Slayer is wearing a red hoodie, black cargo pants and black shoes outside an abandoned building with his handheld camera.
Scott Slayer is laughing crazily.
Scott Slayer: Destroyer, Destroyer, Destroyer! Destroyer I have a question for you, and not just for you but everyone here. Why are you guys so serious here? Why do you need to follow the rules? Why do you need to be so uptight? If anything, I’m doing everyone a favor by letting loose, and bringing a little anarchy here.
Scott Slayer gets calmer now.
Scott Slayer: All I’m doing is having some fun. Isn’t that what this company always says? To have fun? You guys want to get mad at me for some comments I’ve made, decisions I’ve made, choices I’ve made. I mean Destroyer, haven’t you ever felt the urge? That feeling in your bones and your blood? Where your heart pumps nothing but venom in your veins? You feel the rush of poison coursing all throughout your body where you want to lash out and say fuck you to the whole world. I know everyone has felt that feeling before, even you. We’re more alike than you think. Think about it, I love breaking rules, you love breaking bones. We’re not like everyone else here. We both took that venom in us and turned it into rage, a killing instinct that only a few people in this world have. Most people fight the poison in them, but not us. We let it take control, we let the poison take us. Now, I don’t know about you, but I love this new side of me. I love it so much that I will never let it go. I love the things that I do to people. I break their spirits, I leave them bleeding in the middle of the ring. I remember my school bully, he beat me up with his gang before school, after school. I remember he had a steel chain wrapped around his hand. He busted my head open. After I healed up, I was scared and afraid. Then, that fear turned into something else. Something I never experienced before. But, I loved the feeling. I loved every single second of it. It was, still is, and will my always be my own little love drug. We don’t have to go to war with each other. If me, you, and another member of this little team I’m putting together teamed up, we could own WCF. I’m sure you’re wondering who that mysterious person is, but don’t worry you’ll see the person tomorrow night. Destroyer, I mean with your brawn and killer mentality, and my brains and my unpredictability, we would do anything we want, whenever we want. The best part is, we could “take care” of anyone else who would even think about messing with us. But, you did call me a bitch. I’m not very fond of being called that but because I need your “skills” I can let it slide. All you have to do, is not show up for our match. If you don’t, I know that you joined us. If you do show up, then I guess you’re against us. Think long and hard about this. Do you want Destroy alone? Or do you want to Destroy and let everyone know IT’S TIME TO SLAY, with me? Your choice, see you soon.
Scott Slayer is laughing crazily.
Scott Slayer: Destroyer, Destroyer, Destroyer! Destroyer I have a question for you, and not just for you but everyone here. Why are you guys so serious here? Why do you need to follow the rules? Why do you need to be so uptight? If anything, I’m doing everyone a favor by letting loose, and bringing a little anarchy here.
Scott Slayer gets calmer now.
Scott Slayer: All I’m doing is having some fun. Isn’t that what this company always says? To have fun? You guys want to get mad at me for some comments I’ve made, decisions I’ve made, choices I’ve made. I mean Destroyer, haven’t you ever felt the urge? That feeling in your bones and your blood? Where your heart pumps nothing but venom in your veins? You feel the rush of poison coursing all throughout your body where you want to lash out and say fuck you to the whole world. I know everyone has felt that feeling before, even you. We’re more alike than you think. Think about it, I love breaking rules, you love breaking bones. We’re not like everyone else here. We both took that venom in us and turned it into rage, a killing instinct that only a few people in this world have. Most people fight the poison in them, but not us. We let it take control, we let the poison take us. Now, I don’t know about you, but I love this new side of me. I love it so much that I will never let it go. I love the things that I do to people. I break their spirits, I leave them bleeding in the middle of the ring. I remember my school bully, he beat me up with his gang before school, after school. I remember he had a steel chain wrapped around his hand. He busted my head open. After I healed up, I was scared and afraid. Then, that fear turned into something else. Something I never experienced before. But, I loved the feeling. I loved every single second of it. It was, still is, and will my always be my own little love drug. We don’t have to go to war with each other. If me, you, and another member of this little team I’m putting together teamed up, we could own WCF. I’m sure you’re wondering who that mysterious person is, but don’t worry you’ll see the person tomorrow night. Destroyer, I mean with your brawn and killer mentality, and my brains and my unpredictability, we would do anything we want, whenever we want. The best part is, we could “take care” of anyone else who would even think about messing with us. But, you did call me a bitch. I’m not very fond of being called that but because I need your “skills” I can let it slide. All you have to do, is not show up for our match. If you don’t, I know that you joined us. If you do show up, then I guess you’re against us. Think long and hard about this. Do you want Destroy alone? Or do you want to Destroy and let everyone know IT’S TIME TO SLAY, with me? Your choice, see you soon.
