Post by Ultimate destroyer on Feb 24, 2019 19:11:03 GMT -5
<total destroyer is training in the post apocalyptic junkyard that he inhabits by running through a course of dangerous looking items swinging around like saw blades as big as car tires huge knives sticking out of the ground plane engines big enough to kill someone if they were hit with one and for someone his size an solidity
hes doing it with a odd and violent grace and style that cant quite be described jumping running and kicking …. causing a path of flying metal and debris and sparks of fire that would even make the likes of zombie McMorris weep with ecstasy All that was missing was opera music and a slow motion camera
<he reaches a point that has spinning mannequins that oddly have james wolf head on them with deadly spikes spinning around waiting to rip him to shreds should he miss he does take a few nicks but smashes them to oblivion As he reaches the end another one pops up but has a machine gun mounted to it and sprays the area almost endlessly destroyer in a full earth rumbling run dodges them and jumps up delivering a double drop kick sending it into next week as it explodes filling the air with fire and smoke he sees a keg of WCF provided energy drink they make just for him and he picks it up punching a hole in it and downing all of it and throwing it in a bin yards away >
He then sees the WCF camera and decides to address his opponent in the ppv having seen his opponents words earlier >
eee wolf you preach a path of power violence and destruction but its meaningless.all you crave is the tin foil titles and the empty cheers of the crowd,the worthless money..... even the tramps waiting outside the dressing room
See what truly counts in my world is the pain caused the bones broken even the fear instilled …. Ever wonder why I have to dig for opponents ? because the so called upper crust of this dive fed wont fight me more than once or twice ? Because I don't give the love taps they give each other in the ring or all the other pretty boy courtesies they give each other …… So the bastards have it in their contracts they don't have to fight me unless they want to maybe once a year if at all
<he finds another keg and drinks it in the same manner but slower since he's not used to speaking this much and taps in a touch screen that brings up videos if past matches showing the power and violence hes speaking of>
I mean to break bones rend flesh and turn them into dust ……. My victories are when they and their loved ones are in the intensive care wards weeping over their pitiful remains praying to pitiless gods of combat for redemption and salvation of the bloodied sacks of meat before them
Sure I used to come out yelling and screaming wanting to destroy the world and ….and was set up to lose to the pretty boy hero of the month...Did I lose the match … yes ill admit I did … Did said pretty boy ever fight again? Hell no he retired and decided to play Mr. mom with his little girls … So my victory was more meaningful than his
<the screen now shows other stars of aw battered bruised and bleeding as he's held back after the match and EMTS are called to help and the ones that weren't hurt too bad look to be running for their lives as fast as they can hoping he doesn't give chase >
so when your planted in the ground there can be no bitching about how you were cheated .… your pain will be so great and your defeat will be so deep it will beak what ever soul you think you possess that it will be discussed in feds a thousand years from now so talkings done ..its time to fight
<he gets in the transport they give him and it drives off>
hes doing it with a odd and violent grace and style that cant quite be described jumping running and kicking …. causing a path of flying metal and debris and sparks of fire that would even make the likes of zombie McMorris weep with ecstasy All that was missing was opera music and a slow motion camera
<he reaches a point that has spinning mannequins that oddly have james wolf head on them with deadly spikes spinning around waiting to rip him to shreds should he miss he does take a few nicks but smashes them to oblivion As he reaches the end another one pops up but has a machine gun mounted to it and sprays the area almost endlessly destroyer in a full earth rumbling run dodges them and jumps up delivering a double drop kick sending it into next week as it explodes filling the air with fire and smoke he sees a keg of WCF provided energy drink they make just for him and he picks it up punching a hole in it and downing all of it and throwing it in a bin yards away >
He then sees the WCF camera and decides to address his opponent in the ppv having seen his opponents words earlier >
eee wolf you preach a path of power violence and destruction but its meaningless.all you crave is the tin foil titles and the empty cheers of the crowd,the worthless money..... even the tramps waiting outside the dressing room
See what truly counts in my world is the pain caused the bones broken even the fear instilled …. Ever wonder why I have to dig for opponents ? because the so called upper crust of this dive fed wont fight me more than once or twice ? Because I don't give the love taps they give each other in the ring or all the other pretty boy courtesies they give each other …… So the bastards have it in their contracts they don't have to fight me unless they want to maybe once a year if at all
<he finds another keg and drinks it in the same manner but slower since he's not used to speaking this much and taps in a touch screen that brings up videos if past matches showing the power and violence hes speaking of>
I mean to break bones rend flesh and turn them into dust ……. My victories are when they and their loved ones are in the intensive care wards weeping over their pitiful remains praying to pitiless gods of combat for redemption and salvation of the bloodied sacks of meat before them
Sure I used to come out yelling and screaming wanting to destroy the world and ….and was set up to lose to the pretty boy hero of the month...Did I lose the match … yes ill admit I did … Did said pretty boy ever fight again? Hell no he retired and decided to play Mr. mom with his little girls … So my victory was more meaningful than his
<the screen now shows other stars of aw battered bruised and bleeding as he's held back after the match and EMTS are called to help and the ones that weren't hurt too bad look to be running for their lives as fast as they can hoping he doesn't give chase >
so when your planted in the ground there can be no bitching about how you were cheated .… your pain will be so great and your defeat will be so deep it will beak what ever soul you think you possess that it will be discussed in feds a thousand years from now so talkings done ..its time to fight
<he gets in the transport they give him and it drives off>
