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The shot opens up in a dark bedroom, a small light can be seen shining on a bed where a girl is tied up to her ankles and wrists. A figure is sitting next to the bed, watching her and talking to her.
“I’m going back to my basic’s, I have looked up at myself and pointed me out as the biggest thing that has ever lived. The problem when that moment comes, you ultimately belief it. Granted, that has been my strength for so many years, that I lived it every single night when I was at my best. To the point of today that I still believe that. To the point where reality somehow managed to kick me in the ass and wake me up, when it happened… I knew that I had to change something.”
“The acceptance of knowing that people will grow in life, not just yourself has eluded me for a while. The fact that my brain was only washing myself over and over again that I am greater then the moments where I was relishing and experiencing my epic moments. Were just that, moments that won’t come back. But it sure as hell doesn’t mean that I won’t come back, it only means that I woke up with a fucking hangover and I had to dig for something old. The old me, no not the King of Kings me… no, the one who I was before I became HIM!!! The fact that I had to go back to that faithful day where I once again had too much trust in life. The fact hat I had the owners watching my back, the fact that I was in the most destructive gang that there ever was. The fact that I was the one that was their go to guy…. And in a few moments, I was slammed shut inside a casket… and why? Because I based my trust in them to the point that I was slacking, that I was letting my guard down. That I even got soft, oh yes… the Gothic one getting soft… But I know how I changed… because I felt vengeance upon my part. To have a vow upon myself, the vow to cross the border of reliability. I tasted blood, my blood for the first time in a fashion that I never did before. I tasted the blood of sinful obsessions… as I only have one goal at a time to fulfil… just like then”
“I remember how I looked at myself, just like I’m doing right now. I splayed my guts out all in front of me, I saw the need to remove the moments of care and spite. I saw that there was something missing, just like I see it right now. I’m so self absorbed in one thing, myself. I know that being self absorbed can grant you victories.. hell the championship reigns prove it, but at this moment?? I got none… how fitting is it that I overcome the biggest threat that there is… and I’m not talking about Kain…. I’m talking about myself… once again, I’m staring at the window and realise that I’ve been myself for too long. I started to enjoy being me, I’ve started to think to myself that I’ve got no more evolutions left inside of me… But I know now, that to take a few steps forward, I have to take one back…. I’m just overjoyed with the notion that after the washing off the old… the new will taste so much better. The blood will once again pump inside my heart, the oxygen will open up the brain to so much more sinful thoughts. And the eyes will once again see the light… I see another Zero Tolerance evolve in front of me. Being the impossible odds that is stacked against me, the fact that nobody is giving two cents for my chances only proves the one thought that I have inside my brain. That I never gave a fuck about what others thought. But for now?? Let’s just say that I open up my ears and listen and learn… it’s never too late to learn wouldn’t you agree??”
The girl tries to free herself from the ropes that tied her wrists and ankles, but after a while she realises it’s too late. She shudders as she feels some cold breeze come over her body
“Why would you shudder like this my pretty? I haven’t done anything bad? It’s not like I am going to molest you like a priest would do in my home country? The fact that the Catholic Church in my home country has to pay millions and millions of dollars to the victims of their ignorance isn’t something that you should fear from me. I’m no priest… I’m him that soon has to fight to his right to become HIM once more… no, at this moment I’m weak. At this moment I can sometimes not resist my urges, my desires to overcome my urges. Oh, how I would just love to stick out my tongue and run over the salty sweat of your face. Did you know that it only stimulate your senses? The senses of taste, the senses of how your brain reacts to it. It sends messages to my brain, my brain tells me how to react to your taste. Should I enjoy it? Should I vomit from excitement or fear? Or should I just move my face away and wonder what the hell I’m doing???”
“Please….”
“I knew you would say that pretty, it’s so predictable.. it would be the same reaction from everyone that would be in this situation. Even though I’ve often wondered how I would react to these situations… when someone would hold a knife across my throat, demand my money or to kill me. Would my heart pump faster? Would I be scared? Would I try to be heroic? Try to overcome the person who would do that to me when he was least expecting it?? Or would I just hand out the millions of dollar’s that I got on my bank account? What would you do?? Oh no, don’t answer. I know what your answer would be, your too chicken to do anything… you would even let yourself get molested if he wanted to right?? Oh but don’t worry, I have no desires to take anything of you. You are just an examination”
“A… an… examination??”
The figure chuckles as he hear her stutter, she is scared for what the figure would do to her as she is to his mercy
“Now, now… don’t be too worried my pretty… don’t you worry about a thing. You see, the best thing about an examination is the fact that it has the beginning where you examine whether your point of what you examined will give you answers. If you put down all the questions, then you slither through the fabric of that what you need to examine to find the answers… and then when you find the answers… you need to put down your final conclusion of it all. In the end, you will always come out a better person. Because in the end, you will conclude what you have examined, whether you get the answers you were hoping for or not… you will have a conclusion that gives you an edge. The edge that I’m looking for to become that what I should have been all along”
“A murderer??”
“Oh no, I’m not a murderer, or a rapist and I’m sure as hell not a terrorist. Terrorists have no ideas of expending their lives to the point where they are going to whatever Walhalla that they have in mind, with how many virgins waiting for them to fulfil their every needs. Oh no, I’m here to stay. I’m here to educate myself with every lesson of life that has been granted to me. Just like the lesson of one certain man called Kain….”
“Who???”
“Ever been told the tail of Kain and Abel? One brother killing the other because he was jealous of him? You see the Kain that I’m talking about believes to himself that I’m trying to get rid of my jealousy of him. Why? Because in two separate occasions he has put me down and he feels that I cannot live with that notion. How funny it is that I cannot live with one notion, but it isn’t that one. Oh no, you see in the recent times I’ve learned that it’s beyond the words that we speak. I lacked the ability to convince Kain of my words into actions. It’s something that I cannot accept… wouldn’t you agree???”
She doesn’t say anything, she just listens to the man as she is scared to the bone
“Oh I know you would agree, it’s so easy to convince you of my words, because you are scared shit of me. It’s no challenge to see that, but no. It’s the measure of words of how you utter them wants me to dig deeper inside your soul. Oh yes, it’s digging time to the essence of one human being to the other.”
“Please…”
“Begging will not help you anywhere my pretty, it’s words of pure fear. Fear makes the brain freeze, it will make you succumb to the fact that you cannot think straight. See? Already the examination gives me answers, but it’s not the answers I seek. Maybe I need to seek deeper, to find the truth behind my failing as of late. Maybe, just maybe I should try something else.. something surprising…”
The figure kisses her cheek, she freezes as he chuckles. He runs his hand across her cheek as he lets his fingers run over his lips as she suddenly bites his fingers. He pulls out and sees some blood on his finger
“Yes, I see I already see it in your eyes. You were not expecting the unexpected. The fact that I struck a nerve upon you is something that I enjoy and I should be doing a lot more. Strike a nerve, perhaps I should evolve in things being done a little bit different. Of course I know that I need to do more than a mere kiss when it comes to Kain….”
“Do you need another tale my pretty??”
He does not await her answer as he continues.
“It was a day back then, when things were different. When I had money to buy everything that I wanted… wait, I still do. But that does not matter, oh no. I wanted a champion. I wanted a corporate champion, I wanted someone that I wanted to do what I wanted him to do, you sometimes make the best decisions, sometimes you just make the worse… but there’s never one decision that is in the middle. Do you know what Kain was??”
He stares into her eyes as he awaits her answer, but she’s too scared to give him one.
“Kain was a choice, a decision… nothing more and nothing less. I mean let’s be honest for a moment or so… when I want something, I want it all. I don’t want just a guy that is a champion, oh no… I want a champion that does everything that I tell him to. When I tell you to lace your boots, you do it… with style”
“So… t….this is because h… he didn’t l… listen??”
The figure shakes his head no
“Far more than that pretty, oh I can already tell that your brain hasn’t developed yet to the point that you can grasp the reality that I try to portray fro you. But then again, it’s not you that I care about my pretty. It’s all about Kain…. A word… a name… four letters. A giant of a man, tattoos… a man that has filled himself up with anger and hatred… a man that likes to wait, wait for others to speak out their words so that he can answer them. He likes to counter attack others, he likes to strike when others are finished. It’s ok with me, I guess he likes to be the man that finishes the job. In some sports they like to call it the go to guy… you know what I mean pretty??”
She shakes her head yes, worried what he would do if she said she didn’t.
“One of the best in sports were the combination of Stockton and Malone… it was so simple and yet so effective. Stockton dribbles up the court, Malone gives a screen that the defender needs to turn around for to get to Stockton… Malone’s man steps out, leaving Malone on his own… and then?? He finished it… Kain is just like Malone… he was good as the passes that he got from his white passing buddy. But the problem is that just like Kain… when the moment comes that he NEEDS to produce… I wonder how he will fair then… how will he do when all the pressure is on him??”
“I …. I … I don’t know…”
“Of course you don’t know, that’s why I’m telling you. So that you can be educated.. so that you can understand what it is all about. I hate it when a conversation is one sided. It makes me angry that after spending so much time and effort, I get nothing in return. Something I hope to get from Kain, the key to it all. The key to whether this examination can be continued into something spectacular.. something that the world has not seen in a long time. A new era of the Goth, where the old skin has shed.. where the bones loses the loose ends and my blood will boil once more. You see pretty, Kain has something that he thinks that would give him the edge so to speak. It’s what makes him confident whenever he steps in the ring with someone else. The man thinks he knows me, granted two victories gives you an edge. But isn’t that the case what took me down? He tells the world he hates me, he wants to kill me. Hell, he said that the last time and what did he do? He showed mercy upon me once more. And now? Now he spoke out of putting pain upon me at the last show… accepting my challenge, only to raise the stake of making it inside the cage with weaponry…. If that would made the “old” Goth go to a sinister death… with Kain as the priest, speaking out his final words of farewell.”
“But the problem my pretty, is that the “old” Goth is dead, he is long gone. He has fallen to the wayside of life that I do not wish to accept anymore. It’s clear to the naked eye, that life has changed to the point where I have to accept the failure of the predecessor. I must admit, that I have not gotten ten yeas younger, I have not grown back to those years where I would have just shrugged and stared him in the eyes. Coldness is something that is still a part of me, that is the essence of every other Goth that came before and after. But no, I feel the pulse beat. I feel the blood flow, I feel the concept burn inside my soul that I need to defend my life. To put it all on the line. And oh my goodness, doesn’t that make me a happy camper??”
“You are insane!!!”
“Ah yes, that’s the emotion that I was looking for. The digging has begone, I have pulled the first nerve. Apparently psychotic nature has it’s effect on you. Do you think it will have one on him? Or do I not need to go all out on the first attempt? I’ve learned in the past that I should not blow all my load on one try…. I’ve learned that it would make you feel less accepted and wanted in life. You see my pretty, I’ve been put in a corner. I’ve been cornered in a while where I would be inside a cage. Where it would be a fight for all. A no holds barred cage match… I’m already warned to be killed. As if I am the one that has a death wish upon me. I have a wish alright as others have had a dream”
“WHAT DO YOU WANT DAMNIT!!”
Goth stares into her eyes as he holds her face close to his, he sees sweat pour from her face. She suddenly becomes aware of the danger that he puts her in as she silences right away.
“What I want? Do you honestly and truly want to know that?? This quickly? This quick in time? I told you already that I do not wish to blow my load upon you, but I’ll give you the benefit of the doubt. You see my pretty, I’m facing death. I’m facing the opportunity to stare into the eyes of the Grimm Reaper. And I want to be ready for the challenge, I want to look into the soulless bone structure where normally his eyes are. And I want to spit into them, I want to lock him inside the clutches of the Gothic Dream and utter his mercy upon me. I want to be the one that puts death out of business and make me the latest evolutionary evolution of life and death. You see, Kain just did where I only could dream about… he put me in the clutches of death this week and soon in the future. The only difference is this time… that I’m not going to be concerned about the effects of it all… I’m a merciless individual and boy…. Am I planning to grant the world a first look of death… and you my pretty… you got the pre screening of what the world is going to be watching in a theatre near them…”
Goth bursts out in laughter as he lets go off her, he walks out of the room as he closes the door. We can see the woman cry as tears flow across her cheeks. Realizing that she has gotten in the hands of a mad man.
The shot comes back to where Goth is sitting in a limo, he is being interviewed by Pussy Willow about his up and coming match and his challenge.
Pussy: Goth, this PPV you and your tag team partner are once again having an opportunity to take on the tag team champions. In a match where you are not the only challengers in this match. How do you feel about this match?
Goth doesn’t react to her question as Willow starts to talk again.
Pussy: Goth???
Goth: Yeah I heard ya, you wanted my reaction to your question? I decided to think before opening my mouth and yap away at the camera.
Pussy: So…. Did you come up with an answer??
Goth grins as he nods his head yes before opening his mouth.
Goth: Oh yes I do my pretty, you see Casper and I are going to be facing the Blood Omen once again along with the Young Lions. A team that we haven’t faced before. Me and Casper have had a few weeks to think about what has happened and let’s face it. We needed to do better to get the job done and boy, I sure as hell would love to get the job done this time.
Pussy: Because of Kain??
Goth’s eyes turn to Pussy Willow when he heard the name of Kain, his reaction can be described as he has suffered defeat by the man twice in two matches.
Goth: Would I lie when I would say that it wouldn’t? Would you tell me that I would be lying if I have shrugged my shoulders after suffering defeat at his hands twice? Oh no, I’m not that dumb to ignore those facts that he has gotten to me twice, but there is one thing that has gotten to me the most.
Pussy: What’s that???
Goth: He let me live, he let me live and pretend he is the greatest thing that has ever lived. You know something? Even though he has beaten me twice, no let me rephrase that. even though he has pinned me twice. He has not proved me a damn thing.
Pussy: Strong words Goth, but strong words need to be followed up with an even stronger message inside the ring.
His eyes open up, he knows that she is right. His anger can be sensed, but he remains calm as the many years of being a veteran has taught him that.
Goth: Inside the ring there is two tales to be told my pretty, the first tale is the one that the SCW has labelled this match into. The match where two teams try to take away the tag team titles.
Pussy: And the other?
Goth: Redemption….
Goth closes his eyes for a few moments as he seeks for the right words to follow up the one word that he just spoke out to the interviewer.
Goth: Redemption for what has happened and that what I have to do inside that squared circle when the time has come to extract my vengeance on that man. Vengeance when I redeem the mistakes that I have made, undo the biggest mistake that I have ever made.
Pussy: Let him go from the AWA??
Goth shakes his head no before letting out a sigh laughter, he looks into her eyes before nodding one final time.
Goth: I should have crippled him before I sent him out of the company. I should have not shown mercy upon his soul. But I did, I let him pack his bags and we have our own reasons to explain the world of the why, but we never will see eye to eye upon that one. so I just take what I can and whenever you get the opportunity to take something… you have to do it.
Pussy: The tag team titles.
Goth: You learn quickly my pretty, it would be a great way to rebound to a certain point. But to me, it goes deeper than that. To me it has gotten to the point where it has become personal. The point where I just shed off the usual trash talk and get straight to the point when it comes to a man, but of course not losing sights on what this match is all about. The tag team titles.
Pussy: The last time you and your partner faced them, you lost. How does that make you feel when you enter this match?
Goth: It gives me something to remember, that’s it. We lost, nothing too dramatic to cry about for weeks and weeks and months to come. I’m here to face them, so is my tag team partner. The friendly ghost as Kain likes to call him, what is he about? Playing Seinfeld or something? Is he funny? Is he amusing? Is he going to take on an option to become the next big joke or something? Is he going to become the next Richard Pryor? Well the joke on that is that when it comes down to the fact that he can name names to wrestlers, then I assume he has watched me dish out Marvin the Martian to the lowlife of one Metamania. Now excuse me who is an imitating joke?
Pussy: Uhm, ok??
Goth: Oh I know, you were still in diapers while you were still too young to grasp the history that is Goth. You perhaps have watched some Youtube clips from me from the past of how I beat wrestlers and did some great promo’s am I right?
Pussy: Well….,
Goth: Thought so, you see. This is going to be for the tag team titles. Six man waging war for two titles. Only one team can walk off from this match and the lucky ones will be paid with a large check. But for me? It’s still personal
Pussy: Can I ask you for your reaction to the response from Kain to your challenge?
Goth: You can
Pussy: Well??
Goth: Go ahead, ask me.
Pussy: How do you….
Goth: Wow, I was just playing a joke. Do I need to call you a living female working organ as a name joke for you to understand that I make a joke? I was just playing with you, how do I feel? He accepted the match that I could do anything that I wanted to him, a no holds barred match. And what did he do? He raised the stakes by making it a cage match with weaponry? Is he mental??
Pussy: What do you mean?
Goth: HELLO??? Psycho Circus winner? A man that won a match inside a Hell in a Cell match? An elimination match inside the cell, where you had to beat ten other men including the champion to become the champion? I had a weapon of my own choosing, I chose a leather belt. Not a kitchen sink, not nun chucks, not brass knucks, not whatever other imaginary weapon. No, I chose a leather belt. Oh man, do you know what different type of assaults you can produce on someone else with a leather belt??
Pussy: I can only imagine.
Goth: You can imagine? You can only produce a wild idea that how it would feel like when the leather strikes your flesh or chokes you out. But you can’t, it’s that simple. And this idiot wants to face me inside the cage? Oh I can understand why, because he feels so confident that he can beat me inside that cage. That he wants the world to witness the onslaught that he will produce upon me that it would make me run for cover. But oh wait, there’s nowhere to run and nowhere to hide. But that’s fine, he will get to witness the birth of the Goth. He will witness my hunger and my thirst for vengeance.
Pussy: We are almost at your hotel, do you have some final words concerning the match at the PPV?? The Young Lions?? The champs??
Goth looks at her and puts his hand on her leg as he pats her upper leg
Goth: Do I have some final words? Oh sure I do, but that will have to wait after I got to my hotel, fresh me up and taken my rest. Because everyone expects nothing from this old man, so who am I to let them down to do something that old men do??
The limo stops at the hotel as Goth gets out, the shot fades out as we go to a commercial break. After the break we see Goth sitting in a bar, drinking a glass of scotch.
Goth: Welcome to the boring life that is Goth, or so they say it is. And who would listen to a guy that seems to lose every now and then, not getting the tag titles makes him the laughing stock right? Well I guess that’s why I’m wasting my time with a great scotch.
Goth puts the bottle to his mouth and drinks the scotch as he wipes his hand across the mouth, enjoying the taste that past his lips earlier on.
Goth: Oh come on, all kidding aside man. I mean seriously, do you think I would just wash away my career with merely an alcoholic beverage? Nothing has been able to kill me, so a bottle with a buzz won’t either. Oh no, it’s all good though. I know why you are all here, because you want to hear from the Great Goth. How he is going to rebound from the last time he was on the show, how he will come back from the beating he got handed to him. How he blah blah blah blah!!!
Goth: Oh I’m sorry, I’m just tired of doing the same shit over and over again. Time’s for a change for crying out loud. Do we want to hear again about the past of me and some guy that I got to face in the future for my title as King? No we don’t and you know why? Because the big giant asshole will tell me that I’m wrong. That I’m lying, that the tale is differently then he is going to be telling us. And I’m sure that he won’t have any issues telling us what it is. Even though, I’m sure that just because I’m saying he has any issues with it. That this time he will suddenly say not a damn word about it. Hey, I have given him two options, let’s see whether he can come up with a third.
Goth chuckles, clearly he is enjoying his time in the bar. He takes another drink from the scotch before putting down the bottle.
Goth: But just to make it more interesting, I have to be talking about other people as well. Why? Because it’s a tag team match with three teams. That makes six men right? Woot!! I can count!!
Goth: But all kidding aside, the match? For the tag titles? It’s all fine, I’m ready to wage war against two other teams once again. Even though my sights are set on one man and one man only. But hey, I can hold my hunger to crush him for a bit longer as this is more important to my tag team partner and me. To be tag team champions. To be the very best team of the company. Yup, that’s right. Who am I to say no to wear the tag team titles around my waist? Even if it is with Casper the friendly ghost? Wouldn’t that be something? Huh? To become champs in our second match ever? It would make the tales of the next big thing so much bigger. I mean two men, two men that are so different to each other, overcoming the odds that are stacked against them. The odds of two teams that have chemistry amongst themselves and still trying to overcome it. That would make a great tale indeed.
Goth stares around the bar, he sees a girl sitting across the bar. She is staring at him while drinking a glass of something. She gives him a wink as he chuckles.
Goth: So I’m facing the tag team champions and the Young Lions. Oh well let’s just try the young lions for a change. It’s getting to a point where I have to mention them anyways, so why not now? The young guns, let’s see, they are probably a tag team that are trying to define the odds. The tag team that wants to become the champions on the expense of the champions themselves of course and the other challengers. The others that got beaten by the champions already. And I know that for sure, that they will mention the thing that I got pinned. How great would that be for a promo huh? I mean, if you look at it? I did them a favour, I just reduced their promo to a five minute shoot.
Goth: And to save you your trouble Max? Aligning yourself with Koji does not work boy, he is a failure. You talk about me about living in the past? Oh God, I thought I had an accomplished team facing me. I just hope that your tag team partner is far more accomplished than you ever will be. Wait, I’ll do you a favour. Try to attack the other knee, perhaps I can break you in two when I snap my fingers ok?? I am not taking you seriously idiot.
Goth: And you Irons? The last time I was in the ring with an Irons, I snapped his ass in two. So why don’t you do me a favour? Disband the tag team and go back to where you two like to hang out with ok???
Goth looks at his watch and scratches his head as he for some reason cannot believe his eyes.
Goth: Man, I just did a two second shoot. And to be honest? If I did it more often, it would still be the best two second shoot ever. So I just guess I have to go back to what brought me to the dance… the tag team champions. Hi boys, how’s it going huh? We don’t have to get back into the whole introducing issues, because we already know the deal. Right???
Goth grabs the bottle of scotch and stares at it for a while, he realises it is empty as he orders a new bottle by the bartender.
Goth: So what’s up Frost? Yup, I’m talking to you first and you know why? Because let’s be honest, I’ve learned to talk to those who are at least reasonable in their vocabulary. I’m going to do the educative lessons on the foul mouth. You see Frost, the fact that you are the tag team partner to the man that I am vowing to take away his dignity and the title of that what he ripped off from is something that you shouldn’t be too worried about this coming PPV. The only thing you need to worry about is the fact that I am thirsting my quest to take down the tag team champions. You and Kain that is, but an educated man like you would already have guessed that huh?
Goth: This is for the gold, so the key for the success for my team is to beat the both of you. Last time I did not fair that great, but does that stop me? Oh no, I’m not going to let one setback get to me. The fact that I have opened up my eyes and see things through a different way, is only the benefit that will ultimately gets me to the point of success. Hell, I am sure that someone will utter the words that I say too much, but then again… is that something because people are just short winded? You tell me Frost? Before I try to stop your freezing cold lectures and make you melt under my armpits.
Goth chuckles, he takes a sip from the next bottle of scotch that he has gotten from the bartender.
Goth: Oh man, that sure hits the spot. And the whole spot thing is something that I am going to enjoy. The chance to reclaim that spot as being the top dog in the ring. The top dog that is sharing tag team gold. Does that mean I’m going to win it this time? Hey, the future is something that cannot be told. Doing it and wanting it are two different things, but does that mean that I’m not going to fight for your title Frost? Oh sure as hell I’m going to try to take yours and your partners tag team title away from me. I know what you two are capable off inside the squared circle, so does Casper. That’s the advantage what people can take from past adventures… to learn from it. To educate yourself from the past mistakes, even though it will help you two as well.
Goth: It will not be the same thing all over again, seeing that the match will have others as well. The night will be a magical one Frost. Three teams, one goal to be the best. I just wonder Frost, what will you be doing to maintain the level that you have been doing since winning the titles… I’m sure you did not expected the approach from this man after the final time we were confronted with each other. But hey, people learn from their missteps huh.
Goth: I bet you were expecting the word mistake
Goth chuckles as he nods his head as he is saying no, the bottle is in front of his eyes as he stares at it.
Goth: Scotch Frost, a great taste whenever you enjoy the liquid what’s inside the bottle. The first taste that captures your imagination, the imagination that tells you that you want more. More and more, even more and even more. Just like the fact that I enjoy the second shot that I got at the tag titles. To see whether I can prove you two wrong, that’s what makes wrestlers like us get to the ring every single time. To prove the others wrong and by God, even though your tag team partner got his face shoved up his ass to the spine. Believing that we are incapable of doing something like that, you know that we are. You know that when you stare into my eyes, that I’m ready to do so much more than just hurt you two. It makes you wonder why you were put in the ring with a man like me once more. You can be honest Frost, you know that it troubles you.
Goth chuckles as he waves to the girl to come over.
Goth: Even now when I’m serious to get the tag team titles from you two, I still have time for some pleasure.
The girl comes over and the two get into a personal conversation until Goth motions to her to be quiet for a moment as the camera comes closer.
Goth: Don’t think I’ve forgotten about you Kain, yup. The man that you will be facing soon for something completely different. You see, this match is coming at the right moment for me. Because now, I’m capable of giving you just a glimpse of what I am going to be doing to you when we have our match. Oh now, don’t go and say the same thing when you read this. Because I know you will and that is something that bores the shit out of you man. And I know that deep down inside, just to bug me. You will do something completely different. But that’s ok, I’m not going to be making that same mistake again. You see, this is just a preview. Everything that I can take away from you besides the title of King of Kings is just a bonus Kain. The fact that you are going to be in my face, trying to as I quote.. Going to kill me… I’m going to show you once more that you are just a man that can do damage things to me inside the ring. But after that, you are nothing. A nobody, a waste of my time. You see Kain, you can wrestle. You are big, you are strong. I grant you that, but you are expecting a Goth like the last time. Mistake idiot, because you won’t know the Goth that gets in your face the next time I step foot inside the ring.
Goth: Truth is Kain, it’s the first time that I even won’t know. And that’s something that I’m going to be enjoying to the fullest. And you know why? Because it’s the evolution that nobody can contain. It’s the evolving of the legacy that is not dead, the legacy that I will not allow to be killed. The problem for you is that I am not going to allow you to besmirch something that I created oh so long ago.
Goth takes a long sip from the scotch, he kisses the girl on the lips and gives her his hotel key. She gets the hint as she hops off, he spanks her ass as she giggles.
Goth: See Kain, something never changes. One, I still got eyes for the ladies and two? I am still focused on every match. Especially when it comes down to something like ours, yup Kain. We have our history, we have our hatred. We have our desire to rid the world of each other and yet…. Where does it stop Kain? Because let’s be honest, you talk about killing me? If you are such a mass murderer, then why don’t you grab your shot gun and blow off my head? But then again, you are not like that huh Kain? You like to talk tough words, but when it comes down to it… you don’t want to disappoint your fans. You don’t want the audience understand that you cannot pass your life beyond the pg 13 rating that you give yourself.
Goth: That’s something that needed to be said Kain, I’m telling you like it Is my friend… even though you will just shake your head and say that I’m wrong. Am I Kain? Am truly wrong Kain? Or are you just hell bend on telling me that every time that I open up my mouth… that I’m wrong? Is it something psychological? Is it the hatred and anger that hides behind your mind that every time you hear my name you foam from the mouth??
Goth: You see Kain, deep down inside, I already wished we had our match at the PPV. What better way to take a statement upon you on the biggest stage of them all? PPV, the millions and millions watching and the thousands in attendance. The shock on their faces, but most of all the shock on your face when I get the job done. But not now, you see Kain. I’m going to maintain my hatred, not my anger. Not my thirst of beating you, but I need to. The tag team titles are great, but I need to break you inside that cage. Because lets face it, inside that cage Kain. Memories will go back to that faithful night when the world told me I would never get to the point of ever wrestle again after the Psycho Circus. And what happened? Guess what Kain, I’m living to that moment that I just wish to pass by the PPV and get to it. But that would be too easy now wouldn’t it Kain? You see, that would only give the champions the advantage that I would not be motivated, focused on taking away the tag titles. And if there is something I want more, is to take away everything that you have build for Kain.
Goth: It’s something mental, to know that I already got an advantage on someone before it even has happened. Trust me Kain, it will be just as sweet as this bottle of Scotch.. but the sensation will last longer than this bottle and the girl combined…but until then Kain… the tag team titles will have to do… goodnight Kain…. Goodnight….
With that Goth walks off and the shot fades to darkness.