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Gym work/Extreme revenge present to Andrew shoot
« on: May 29, 2015, 10:17:59 PM »
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Beating people up. Las Vegas, Nevada. Tuesday 19th May. (Off camera)

Lord Raab: “Fuck all of you.”

Those four words screams the whole gym down in his headquarters as he really viciously hurts all of his trainers and even his off screen boyfriend Samuel McPherson inside of a very large wrestling ring with dried stained blood on the walls, even bits of saliva as well added to it as most of the time, trainers and Samuel spat towards the walls which isn't far from the wrestling ring. It's dark and pretty much hunted when Lord Raab trains and wrestles in the ring and even has had illegal street fights to let all the anger come out.

Especially when it's regarding the incident with Andrew Watts dumping him out of The Rejects stable. It made Raab realise that there's no point in the world to trust people and instead hurt them very badly, almost to a point of killing them. Raab's been angry all the time, but nothing could count worse than what he's currently doing to all of this fourteen trainers and Samuel as well. He screams and yells from the top of his voice and has already done a pile driver more than a few times on his trainers and Samuel. Samuel got himself involved to try and stop Raab from passing out from being tired and it was ineffective.

Hell, Henry Losak who's Lord Raab's anger shrink had to hire a large amount of security guards that are bigger and stronger than Raab to stop him from hurting many more people due to his anger got to the extreme amount of levels. He was absolutely pissed off from the damage Andrew Watts did to Raab and he couldn't figure out why. He punches every single person that's in the ring that's until Henry approaches towards Raab and furiously looks at the damage Raab's done and he also yells from the top of his voice.

Henry Losak: “RAAB, YOU STOP DOING THIS RIGHT NOW.”

Lord Raab: “Go and fuck yourself Henry.”

Henry Losak: “That's it. Security, get Raab right now.”

Security come rushing inside of the gym and get Raab to the ground and Raab tries to fight them off, but they were too strong and hand and leg cuffed Raab to prevent him from fighting anymore and they dragged Raab right out of the ring as he's covered in blood and sweat from the fighting he done all day and night long. The security dragged Raab straight towards Henry which he tries to attempt to hit and kick Henry, but the cuffs prevented him to as he's got no choice, but to be on his knees.

Lord Raab: “What the fuck are these ass holes doing here?”

Security guards hit Raab's face for his language and Henry speaks.

Henry Losak: “Oh, I forgot to tell you that I've hired these men to put you in check. You are becoming too dangerous for me to do anything and Samuel's strength doesn't seem to be having an effect at all on them.”

Lord Raab: “WHAT DO YOU FUCKING EXPECT ME TO DO? TOLORATE THE SHIT I'VE GOTTEN FROM ANDREW WATTS DUMPING ME OUT OF THE GROUP AND FUCKING BEAT ME UP FOR NO REASON ALONG WITH STEVE RAMONE SAYING I'M A SHIT CHAMPION?”

Henry Losak: “I know and completely understand where you're coming from, but is there a need to do this brutally and viciously to you're trainers? Trainers that aren't trained wrestlers?”

Lord Raab: “Yes because I feel much better after I'm done with them.”

Henry shakes his head on the disgusting behaviour he's showing lately towards everyone in the gym. Beating trainers up that are qualified to train Raab's wrestling skills was one thing, but it clearly crosses the line when they are qualified to be Raab's MMA skills trainers. Henry stands there, looking over Raab who's still in hand and leg cuffs from the security guards holding him tightly. Raab looks at Henry and tries to stand up, but security guards got Raab pinned down and he speaks.

Lord Raab: “I've had enough of this shit. I'm gonna do something about it. On Sunday, I'm gonna appear on camera and challenge that son of a bitch Andrew Watts a match for the Violence title. He wants to be jealous of me being champion and leading The Rejects? He's got a fight coming for him alright and the brutality I've done in the ring is gonna be NOTHING compared to what will happen to that Outlaw.”

Henry sees Samuel getting up as he goes and rushes over to the security guards and being Lord Raab's boyfriend, he pushes some, but Henry shakes his head and speaks.

Henry Losak: “Samuel, it's alright, I've hired them to stop you from getting seriously hurt and in hospital since your boyfriend's anger is out of control. I'm glad you're here now because you need to spend time with him and calm him down. I mean look at him, he's struggling to get free and screaming the gym down because he's angry.”

Samuel nods as he backs away from the guards and Raab shakes his head and speaks.

Lord Raab: “WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT HENRY? SAMUEL YOU BASTARD, DID YOU TELL HENRY ABOUT US?”

Samuel McPherson: “Naarrp.”

Lord Raab: “Don't lie to me.”

Henry Losak: “Actually Raab, he's not. I found out a few months ago from the reactions you gave to one another. I know it's hard to deal with the fact I know about you both without Samuel telling me, but it's fine really. I will let you do you're own thing and speak out the damage Andrew's done to you. Guards, take the hand and leg cuffs off from Raab and Samuel will escort Raab into his apartment so they can be alone together so Raab calms down.”

Security guards nod as one of the guards gets the keys from his pocket and puts the keys in the keyholes of the handcuffs to release Raab's hands free as the other guard puts the key in the keyholes of the leg cuffs to bring Raab's legs for free and Raab blacks out from feeling tired due to anger and fighting without anything to eat. Samuel picks Raab up and places him on his shoulders and walks him back to Raab's large apartment that's filled with German colour walls and carries him upstairs and places him on the bed and Samuel closes the door and gives Raab a snog on his lips as he wakes up and speaks.

Lord Raab: “I blacked out, didn't I?”

Samuel McPherson: “Yaarrp.”

Lord Raab: “OK. I did overreact unfavourably about the Andrew Watts situation, but I wasn't joking when I said I want him in a match for my Violence title. I just want to hurt and pound on the guy so bad that I was doing it all for the match. I don't know, I just like being angry and fighting, but got to admit, that kiss felt good. It's like amazing how I'm actually feeling loved by you lately and understanding how I feel. I hate the fact Henry knows about our secret, but I think he planned for us to go out all along.”

Samuel nods as he rips Raab's top off and kisses everywhere on his torso, mainly to relax him and Raab speaks.

Lord Raab: “Oh, is that how it's going to be? Fine, go ahead and do whatever you want to me, but turn these lights off first before doing anything.”

Still sounding angry, Samuel sees how tired Raab is to do anything, but it didn't matter to Samuel as he's been told to give Raab some relaxation and he does so, but he gets up from the bed and turns the lights off as you can't see or even hear anything the two men are doing as the scene goes to fade.

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Match announcement news. Las Vegas, Nevada. Monday 25th May. (Off camera.)

Back inside of the gym is Lord Raab doing some stamina work by running on the treadmill, more sprinting like an athlete does on the track and there's very loud raindrops hitting on the windows like there's a heart pump hitting the windows very hard since it's raining heavily outside and he sees Samuel lifting weights. Raab is still angry about the situation he got dumped out of for no reason whatsoever, especially he's the violence champion while in The Rejects.

Raab sighs as he's bored of working his stamina up as he sees a one of the trainers for wrestling coming inside the gym and Raab has a smile on his face, seeing a young short brown hair man stepping in the wrestling ring and he begins to speak.

Lord Raab: “Oh no, this is gonna be a weapons match. I'll show Andrew Watts what I can fucking do in the ring and what he'll witness right in the middle of the ring when I'll retain my Violence title.”

Before Raab goes to the ring, he walks up to Samuel and kisses his torso before he walks back to the ring area and goes under the ring to throw nearly every single weapon in the ring as he gets inside the ring by going in between the ropes and picks up a steel chair and you can hear a loud smash echoing throughout the gym as the trainer went down very hard and non stop, Raab smashes the chair over and over again until it was bent, but it doesn't stop him there as he turns the chair around and stabs the trainer on his torso multiple times until he stayed down.

Lord Raab picks up the barbed wire and smashes it over his own head to cause blood dripping down as he picks the blood from his forehead with his finger and tastes it right into his mouth with a smile on his face and then lifts the barbed wire over his head and smashes it right over the trainer non stop, causing quite deep scars on the trainers torso and on his forehead, making him completely defenceless to defend or stand up for himself.

The trainer was down and out, but it didn't stop Raab from doing anything he wanted to do as his anger grew, imagining the opponent he's facing is Andrew Watts himself, being a little psychotic as he speaks to the drowned trainer.

Lord Raab: “How does it feel to be a victim of this? Told you it was a mistake Andrew and you're paying the price for it.”

Raab picks up a sledgehammer from the floor and holds it in his hand and then suddenly just as he's raising the hammer above his head getting ready to smash it on the trainer known as Andrew Watt's head, someone shouts from the doorstep of the gym.

Someone: “STOP RAAB. DROP THE HAMMER RIGHT NOW.”

Raab looks at the door and sees it's Henry Losak standing there, looking at the bloody mess Raab made in the ring and he ignores him and smashes the sledgehammer right on the trainer's head which the hammer wood smashed in pieces, but it didn't stop Raab as he finds the hammer steel pieces and smashes over and over again towards the trainer's head as the guards come right in to stop Raab from doing the damage as Samuel stops lifting weights, hearing Raab scream very loudly, hating the guards stopping him and hand and leg cuff Raab and dragging him out of the ring and Henry walks in, knowing it's safe and the guards pin Raab down to his knees, screaming to break free and Henry speaks.

Henry Losak: “What are you doing?”

Lord Raab: “Beating the fuck out of Andrew Watts.”

Henry Losak: “That's not Andrew Watts, that's one of you're trainers.”

Lord Raab: “He looks like Andrew Watts so therefore he is.”

Henry Losak: “No he's not. I thought we got rid of you're schizophrenia sometime ago, but it seems like you haven't. Ever since Andrew turned on you, you've been getting worse and it's not getting any better and you're still training over the top. I've heard you talking to yourself and it's a cause for concern.”

At this point, Raab doesn't care as he tries to break free from the guards, only more of them come in and place Raab on the floor and he smashes his fists on the floor like mad, literally punching the floor and speaks.

Lord Raab: “Smash right into you're head, feeling the pain and suffering I've had to go through with backstabber's like yourself have caused, now experience the killing effect I'll do to you.”

Henry Losak: “Raab, there's nobody on the floor apart from you're own reflection. Now if you look at me, I got news regarding this match up, but I wait until you've gotten out of this state.”

Henry waits for Raab to calm down as he's talking to Andrew due to the psychotic thoughts in his head, experiencing schizophrenia he gets sometimes and Henry knows how to cope with it since he's been on so many courses to help him deal with them, but this was a very bad one with the voices telling him to beat anybody looking like Andrew Watts or not up. Raab's very out of breath from punching the floor and stops as it takes him a while to finally realise where he was and looking at the floor, looking ashamed of himself.

Lord Raab: “Oh, that's embarrassing, seeing Andrew on the floor. So am I facing him for my Violence title or not?”

Henry Losak: “Well yes and no.”

Lord Raab: “What do you mean?”

Henry Losak: “What I mean is yes, you're facing against Andrew Watts in anything goes match where you can use weapons on him, but you're title isn't on the line.”

Lord Raab: “So I'm meant to be a champion of SCW and yet, I'm not defending the title against Andrew? What the fuck.”

Henry Losak: “It's because according to Mark Ward, he's interested in the tag team titles instead with Ethan Alexander.”

This made Lord Raab angry as he really wants to defend the title because to prove he's the most violent wrestler in SCW and it got turned down as he smashes the floor again, screaming in anger as he pushes the guards away and stands up to rush towards Henry, but the guards quickly get Raab and got him pinned to the floor again and Henry speaks.

Henry Losak: “They want to talk to you about this, but I'm not letting these bosses talk to you, not when you've got schizophrenia. I will talk to them to deal with this to see if they'll change their minds.”

Lord Raab: “You better. Let me go right now so I can beat the living fuck out of Andrew.”

Henry Losak: “No, not until you calm down. The guards will use the taser gun if you don't stop struggling. They are qualified to do it after getting training a week ago for this. I wouldn't want you to be paralysed now, do I?”

Lord Raab: “Fuck you like they'll do an........................”

Suddenly, the guards used a taser gun which gets Raab down to the floor, electrocuted, causing him to be paralysed as Samuel walks over to Raab and goes on the floor to his knees to check on him and then cries, but Henry speaks to Samuel.

Henry Losak: “It's alright Samuel, he'll be alright in twenty minutes. The guards had to do it to stop him from being out of control. We need to do something about him being out of control. I mean did you see how he thought he's hurting Andrew Watts?”

Samuel McPherson: “Yaarrp.”

Henry Losak: “I know that was scary for you, but you have to get used to this as they'll be doing this to Raab if he struggles or attempts to hurt me. Raab's had this schizophrenia problem ever since I've met him and he used to have this quite a lot, it's only the last few days they've come back, but worse with the voices telling him to beat up anything and talking like they are Andrew himself. I'm sure once the match is over, he'll be normal again. Take him back to his apartment to sleep Samuel.”

Samuel nods as the guards unlock the hand and leg cuffs off from Raab and Samuel picks Raab up on his shoulders and walks back to Raab's apartment and places Raab on his bed, covering him up with a duvet as Samuel gets up to turn the lights off and he climbs into bed and tucks himself in and get some sleep himself.

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Raab's extreme revenge present to Andrew Ustream.com shoot.

“Usually when it comes to this Masked German Monster wrestling, I don't give a fuck who I face against in the wrestling ring, but because somebody on the SCW roster stabbed me in the back, I had to pick my opponent to face against me. An opponent who's won all, but one match to his career. A man who from what I heard is chasing for another title instead of mine because of his new found partner, Ethan Alexander. A guy who threw Alex Kaelin out of his group along with me as well. Yes that's right, I demanded a match against Andrew Watts.

Yes you've came into SCW and won every single match except for one since you've gotten here and honestly as much as I hate you're guts right now, it's a very respectable and impressive streak you had going in this company. You've almost done everything there is to do in SCW in just a short amount of time you've been here. You may look bigger than me which is an disadvantage for me in the upcoming match. You are someone who I'm taking as a threat because I can lose if I don't keep my focus on you. You're mainly a heavyweight based wrestler like myself with a few high flying moves thrown in there too.

But after saying those things, I don't think apart from Gabriel, you've not really had a proper challenge here. You know it's funny that I became champion before you ever did in SCW and I actually wonder why you don't want to go for this Violence title? Oh that's right, you want to go for the pieces of junk belt that's been more of a joke in this company these days than the Internet belt has, a belt that's so easy to win with a partner and poses no challenge. The tag team belts.

To me, they are completely worthless and like the bottom of the barrel type belts. I've always been against tag team matches and tag titles because it's so easy and not challenging to go for them and win the belts for you're partner. I mean look at Joshua and Steve lately. They are complete garbage in one on one matches and look what happened last week, those weak punks actually won the belts. The tag division lacks competition and also a complete joke.

But you somehow interested in those belts? Don't make me laugh Andrew, considering you're just afraid of me defending this belt against you. I wish I was putting the belt on the line against you to prove my worth, but I'm the only former Reject who's actually had the balls to challenge you for a match. Gavin didn't and nor did Alex Kaelin because they were pussies meaning afraid of you. Me on the other hand, I have no fear at all whatsoever on facing you in a wrestling match, especially inside of my environmental match I've grown to love, anything goes.

I've always wanted to win the Violence title ever since I've come inside of this company because I knew it was the only title relevant to me. Not even the SCW Heavyweight title was on my list. This was because of the hardcore matches and the different various of matches you get to compete in. That's pure competition to give you a present of extreme revenge. A revenge you'll regret sooner rather than later. It's gonna give me great pleasure of smashing a barbed wire right to you're head and causing it to bleed everywhere all over the ring.

But it's OK, we know you're tag buddy will come and help you win the match because you're unable to take me down to the mat and pound me. I dear you to bring every single weapon to the ring and I'll hit you with it, even with a sledgehammer as well to give you a concussion. You're stepping into the ring with the sickest, violent and demanded wrestler you'll ever face in the ring. Ethan can do everything it takes to drag you're ass out of the ring, but I won't stop pounding you because my trainers and Samuel have suffered so much pain because of the damage I did to them due to you're betrayal against me.

You see Andrew, you're a prime example as to why I don't give a fuck about anybody on this planet because everyone stabs me in the back and I embrace the anger that people like you have done in the past and end up beating the living shit out of you. I'm so angry that I want to hurt you so bad that you'll barely be able to speak afterwards. I haven't forgotten about that stupid Parker either. I hate women even more and I'd have no problems beating them up either no matter how much this company is against men hitting women so be it, I'd knock her ass out too.

You've made a big mistake by turning on me because you deserve to be beaten the live out of you're guts and causing so much blood towards you that I'd treasure the blood I've given you on my chest and never wash it off. I feel like killing you even, but I'll make sure that you are in no condition to fight for those joke tag title belts. This title here isn't a joke and I'm sure that's what you're jealous about. No, I'm not jealous of you teaming with Ethan Alexander because he'll learn what a mistake it is to be you're tag partner when you'll stab him in the back too.

You disgust me in more ways than I can think of and that's why you'll suffer in extreme amounts of pain and giving you a beating you god damn deserve by knocking you down with every single weapon they produce under the SCW ring and in the ring itself and fucking break you're body in half. I know you've might have been angry about losing the match against Gabriel, but you are not going to walk away because you'll be too vulnerable to get up from the pain you'll suffer from the hands of me and being completely covered in blood.

I feel like burning you're body up by using fire, giving you the extreme amount of burns on you're body or use electricity to hurt you even more to make you paralysed, fucking you're brain up even more. All of this shit talking ends tomorrow night when I'll have my hand raised above the flames of anger and beat you almost within an inch of you're life. Extreme revenge is coming sooner than you'd thought. I will either be pinning or making you tap out because I'll give you pain and I'll make sure you wouldn't get up from the damage either. Andrew Watts, prepare to be Raabinated by The Masked German Monster.”
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