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Killing Is My Business... And Business Is Good!
« on: September 11, 2015, 05:01:18 PM »
 
Doctor Samuel Valentine: "I'm still not quite sure just why you asked me along for this particular leg of your patient's journey, Doctor Moorehead."

The voice belonged to Doctor Samuel Valentine, a colleague to the therapist and business manager of the psychotic SCW Bombshell, Twisted Sister. Not only was he Doctor Moorehead's most vocal opponent on the hospital staff, but outside of their professional world of psychiatric therapies, he was one of the select few that could come even remotely close to being called a friend. Although they are yet not that far.

The setting? This scene was set in the very nation where this weekend's edition of Sin City Wrestling was to be held; Montevideo, Uruguay. More specifically, in the major central park of Parque Batlle, a popular tourist destination with many interesting sights and monuments. Most tourists to this city come from neighboring nations such as Argentina, Brazil, Chile and Europe, so some might look twice when they spot such a unique looking individual as Twisted Sister, prancing about in their midst.

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Yes, prancing. The two doctors in her presence watched casually and with a certain interested as Twisted Sister practically skipped up to the tourist destination of the Obelisco a los Constituyentes de 1830, or the Obelisk of Montevideo. With her spiked hair in disarray and colored both lime green with streaks of bright purple, she stuck out like the proverbial sore thumb. And if her hair and 'tourist attire' of a cut-off "Megadeth" tshirt and skin tight jeans didn't draw stares, then her behavioral tendencies certainly would.

She skipped around the base of the forty metre tall, hexagonal fountain monument, her nails dragging along the marble sculpture while she head banged to whatever music was being pumped into her head with her ear piece...

Twisted Sister: "I am a sniper! Always hit the mark! Paid assassin! Working after dark! Looking through the night! Using infra-red! My target on you! Aimed at your head!"

It was perhaps for the best that many of these tourists did not understand English, or else the words she sang could send shivers down their collective spines and make them alert a nearby authority in what would prove to be a gross misunderstanding.

Doctor Kraven Moorehead, hands behind his back, turned from watching his patient to Doctor Samuel Valentine and explained.


Doctor Kraven Moorehead: "It's true that normally I prefer to handle my patients on my own, but this time could very well prove to be more of a challenge than even I am used to."

Doctor Samuel Valentine raised a curios eyebrow.

Doctor Samuel Valentine: "That doesn't exactly fill me with confidence, Doctor. The last time you felt even remotely this way was when your patient was involved in that nasty business with that one woman... Delia, was her name? That was disturbing, to say the least, and yet you still insisted on handling things alone."

Doctor Kraven Moorehead: "For a time, yes."

Doctor Samuel Valentine: "And here I am now, with you and your patient, in Uruguay. If you came to me for help..."

Doctor Kraven Moorehead: "I prefer the term 'assistance'."

Doctor Samuel Valentine: "You can call it whatever you want, but it still spells trouble."

Twisted Sister then propped her tip toes on the base of the monument and hung off backwards by one hand, screeching the lyrics from her head aloud...

Twisted Sister: "I do the "getting rid of"! Don't tell me why! Don't need to hear the truth! Don't need the lies! Now pay me quickly! And now we're through! It brings me great pleasure! To say my next job is you!"

The two doctors started to walk towards the monument, approaching Twisted Sister, knowing she should probably not be touching this tribute to the participants of the General Assembly of the first Constitution of Uruguay.

Doctor Kraven Moorehead: "The reason this time is different is this time I did not do the approaching to sign her to a match. This time, I was approached."

Doctor Samuel Valentine was obviously confused, or curios.

Doctor Samuel Valentine: "By who?"

Doctor Kraven Moorehead: "One of the principal owners of the promotion she competes for, a mister Mark Ward. It's a fascinating situation, really. This man apparently has something of a temper that coincides with a bit of a sadistic streak."

Doctor Samuel Valentine: "How did you come to this conclusion?"

Doctor Kraven Moorehead: "Because it seems a young woman in his employ has annoyed him greatly on Twitter to such an extent he specifically asked for her to be booked against..."

Doctor Kraven Moorehead motioned toward Twisted Sister just a few feet away, making Doctor Samuel Valentine frown in disbelief.

Doctor Samuel Valentine: "You are joking."

Doctor Kraven Moorehead: "I'm being quite serious. He asked for her specifically when negotiations for this show started, and he sent me a fax with very specific requests."

Doctor Kraven Moorehead looked to the young doctor.

Doctor Kraven Moorehead: "It stands to reason that Mister Ward wants taught a severe lesson in humility."

Doctor Samuel Valentine: "'Severe' being the operative word."

Having arrived at the monument, Twisted Sister turned around to face the two doctors and her face was completely filled with a maniacal grin.

Doctor Kraven Moorehead: "Indeed."
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Come fight with me and you can expect
I'll do much worse than break your neck!
For mercy you will beg and plead,
But I won't stop until you bleed!
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