Post by Kyzer on Apr 25, 2015 7:07:50 GMT -5
The Bada Bing II
Seattle, Washington
4/25/2015
He betrayed and lied to me. He deceived me. He used me.
I have been used before. But this was different. I know what I am to people like DMK. I am a weapon, an object of intimidation. I am a pawn on a chessboard. I am a soldier. I take orders and execute said orders. There is no deceit on my part. I am not being emotionally and mentally manipulated.
I should have seen through it.
I didn’t.
DMK: Tugarin!
His voice snaps me from my murderous thoughts.
DMK: I need you to get your head together.
He looks over at Samael and Ante. We are all scattered across his office as he delivers another pep talk about the upcoming show. My focus is far from that though. I want to rip apart the snake.
DMK: We can’t be leaving this show with any less gold than we came in with. I don’t want to see all this go up with smoke. It has already been a tragic last few weeks with Justified going off the air. I am sure it is hard for you all too. Raylan is still alive though and in Miami thank god.
I have no idea what he is talking about.
DMK: The absolute bullsh~t that we have gone through over the last few months is all going to be worth it at End Game. We are going to walk out with my goddam titles or I am going to start gutting motherf~ckers with my new bowie knife. Seriously, Jayson Garrett and whatever bitch he has with him need to be put down once and for all. This is an old game that I am growing tired of playing.
Samael: Diamond Jack Sabbath.
DMK: Who?
Samael: That is the name of Garrett’s partner. He is a legitimate threat though. We shouldn’t dismiss him.
DMK: I am not dismissing sh~t. I am carving sh~t up.
DMK pulls a 12 inch bowie knife from his desk drawer and brandishes it like a sword. I used to have people that would find him amusing despite his efforts to be intimidating.
DMK: Diamond isn’t harder than motherf~cking steel.
No one says anything as he swings the knife through the air.
Ante: Pretty sure it is.
DMK: But is flesh? I say we grab that guy Jack’s girl and hold her as blackmail. Or we just devastate him emotionally but cutting her up to where not even Christian Troy can save her good looks.
I don’t know who that is either. DMK is fond of referencing people I don’t know or haven’t heard of. I don’t understand his fixation with murdering all the competition. This is an athletic sport albeit with lax rules and oversight. Isn’t it just enough for me to go into the ring and kick Jayson’s head off once and for all?
Samael: And people think I am crazy with my swords.
Ante: You are.
DMK: And you worship Satan. Pretty crazy bro.
It doesn’t seem any crazier than any other religion to me.
DMK: Well at End Game we are all part of the same persecuted religion. We are being surrounded on all fronts by the enemies. We are the central powers with Russia on one side and France on the other. We will say the S.O.S. are the **** Frenchmen and Hollywood Unhinged are the gay bears of Russia.
He begins moving things on his desk with the knife. All he is accomplishing is knocking papers everywhere. I think he believes he is drawing war plans.
DMK: Those c~ckqueens are going to assault us here.
He points to his AVN award from 2009.
DMK: We need to chop the head off the snake.
His knife takes the award down.
DMK: Dave Demento is the head. He is the one who needs to be crushed first. Josh Dean is just some whipped eunuch who follows the lead of everyone else. They lost their meaning when that dyke stopped competing. Now we get rid of that yeti and they will be without their muscle.
Samael: Are you on something?
Ante: I was wondering the same thing…
They look at each other slightly puzzled. I don’t know if they are following the logic in his words but I am.
DMK: We need to end this threat now once and for all!
He stabs the knife into the desk.
DMK: I am so sick of these little sh~ts trying to steal our airtime, our spotlight. It is our f~cking fame and glory. It is our faces that need to be plastered all over the television. These ‘good guys’ think they can play things like they happen in the movies. F~ck that! (pounds fist) We are going to make this sh~t real! (pounds fist) We are going to kick their f~cking teeth down their f~cking throat! (pounds fist)
His face is turning red.
DMK: Jack Sabbath with his catchphrase, Josh Dean with his wholesome little family, Jayson Garrett with his pretty boy face, and Dave Demento with his sense of justice, honor, being a knight for the impoverished. Let me just take a sh~t on all of that right now. Their virtues, values, style, swagger or whatever the f~ck…none of it f~cking matters. They are the goddam enemy. This is a war. It is everyone versus us. It has become obvious there isn’t anyone else that we can trust.
He is right. These are the only people I can trust. Before it was just blind loyalty, now it is bound loyalty. All of us bound by a common purpose. To steal all the glory, titles, spotlight, fame and fortune…are we pirates?
DMK: We are The KKK Army. We are together for the common purpose of all of us getting to the top. It isn’t about destroying or taking over a company. I don’t want to remake the promotion into something else like Trace Demon and Michael Kyzer both tried to do. I just want us to be the focus of whatever it is. But there are infidels, traitors to the crown amongst us. They come in the form of all of our opponents at the pay per view. Even that harlot Nikki. Kyzer probably did turn that trick out. They stand between us and my motherf~cking glory. Beat Garrett until he wishes he was with Chase and his pet rock. Beat Diamond Jack until he goes back to that sham XWA. Beat Nikki Dean until they call you Ray Rice. Beat Dave Demento…f~ck that, just shoot him like old yeller. Bitches get bullets. And just go ahead save Josh Dean the trouble and hang him now so Nikki doesn’t have to find him in the closet in 10 years. Maybe she will find someone nice while she is still young.
He pauses momentarily in his rant.
DMK: F~ck that, Ante, beat her until no one will ever like her again. She needs to learn that this isn’t her world. This iS MY !!!!
He screams and falls back into his chair. I nearly expected his head to explode. Within seconds his eyes close.
Samael: Is he asleep?
Ante: Dude, he is insane…
Samael: More than usual.
I don’t have anything to say. His words struck home for me, especially what he said about us only having each other. I never saw loyalty as a two way street. I always saw it as I owed my loyalty to whoever was employing me at the time. Then someone exploited my one soft spot in order to deceive me. Now I see things with a different perspective.
Samael: He is right though. This is important. We have everything to lose.
Zmey: We won’t lose.
Ante and Sam both look at me. I think I caught them off guard by speaking.
Samael: You have something to add to that statement of confidence?
Zmey: No.
Ante laughs. I am not going to lose. I won’t let down DMK. I won’t let down Ante Whitner. I won’t let down Samael Ahriman. I will maim, break and cripple if I have to. We will walk into End Game with gold and out with gold.
Maybe I will get to kick Kyzer’s head off too…
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The last few months have been a blur of violence, blood and pain.
Emotional and physical.
The physical I can block out.
The emotional I used to block out.
Now all I feel is anger.
Anger for being lied to.
Anger for used.
Anger for betraying DMK
Anger that my people are being threatened…
My people, I have people again.
The epic started off with the Dragon Puppet flying through the air burning everything it could.
Then someone decided to poke the Dragon in the eye and run away.
The Dragon thrashed severing its strings.
The Dragon realized what loyalty was.
No longer am I just some emotionless automaton.
I didn’t have motivation to fight beyond being ordered to.
Now I have the motivation to feed the fire in me.
The Dragon learns how to control its fire breath.
He learns how to focus all his strength, rage, and power into one spot.
Scorched Earth.
I am burning everyone at End Game.
I am burning everyone at End Game.
I am burning everyone.
Dave…Josh…Jack…Jayson…Nikki…Amy…
Everyone…
I am taking their heads as trophies….
I am lining my walls…
I will swallow the Dean children whole.
I will kick Demento’s head off.
I will snap Jayson’s neck like I am killing a Thanksgiving turkey.
Sabbath will be broken in half for entering a war that didn’t want him.
DMK is right.
Everyone is against us.
But we will persevere.
We will stand tall as heroes.
And I will fight until I can fight no more.
But that will only be when I am dead.
Long Live The KKK ARMY….
Seattle, Washington
4/25/2015
He betrayed and lied to me. He deceived me. He used me.
I have been used before. But this was different. I know what I am to people like DMK. I am a weapon, an object of intimidation. I am a pawn on a chessboard. I am a soldier. I take orders and execute said orders. There is no deceit on my part. I am not being emotionally and mentally manipulated.
I should have seen through it.
I didn’t.
DMK: Tugarin!
His voice snaps me from my murderous thoughts.
DMK: I need you to get your head together.
He looks over at Samael and Ante. We are all scattered across his office as he delivers another pep talk about the upcoming show. My focus is far from that though. I want to rip apart the snake.
DMK: We can’t be leaving this show with any less gold than we came in with. I don’t want to see all this go up with smoke. It has already been a tragic last few weeks with Justified going off the air. I am sure it is hard for you all too. Raylan is still alive though and in Miami thank god.
I have no idea what he is talking about.
DMK: The absolute bullsh~t that we have gone through over the last few months is all going to be worth it at End Game. We are going to walk out with my goddam titles or I am going to start gutting motherf~ckers with my new bowie knife. Seriously, Jayson Garrett and whatever bitch he has with him need to be put down once and for all. This is an old game that I am growing tired of playing.
Samael: Diamond Jack Sabbath.
DMK: Who?
Samael: That is the name of Garrett’s partner. He is a legitimate threat though. We shouldn’t dismiss him.
DMK: I am not dismissing sh~t. I am carving sh~t up.
DMK pulls a 12 inch bowie knife from his desk drawer and brandishes it like a sword. I used to have people that would find him amusing despite his efforts to be intimidating.
DMK: Diamond isn’t harder than motherf~cking steel.
No one says anything as he swings the knife through the air.
Ante: Pretty sure it is.
DMK: But is flesh? I say we grab that guy Jack’s girl and hold her as blackmail. Or we just devastate him emotionally but cutting her up to where not even Christian Troy can save her good looks.
I don’t know who that is either. DMK is fond of referencing people I don’t know or haven’t heard of. I don’t understand his fixation with murdering all the competition. This is an athletic sport albeit with lax rules and oversight. Isn’t it just enough for me to go into the ring and kick Jayson’s head off once and for all?
Samael: And people think I am crazy with my swords.
Ante: You are.
DMK: And you worship Satan. Pretty crazy bro.
It doesn’t seem any crazier than any other religion to me.
DMK: Well at End Game we are all part of the same persecuted religion. We are being surrounded on all fronts by the enemies. We are the central powers with Russia on one side and France on the other. We will say the S.O.S. are the **** Frenchmen and Hollywood Unhinged are the gay bears of Russia.
He begins moving things on his desk with the knife. All he is accomplishing is knocking papers everywhere. I think he believes he is drawing war plans.
DMK: Those c~ckqueens are going to assault us here.
He points to his AVN award from 2009.
DMK: We need to chop the head off the snake.
His knife takes the award down.
DMK: Dave Demento is the head. He is the one who needs to be crushed first. Josh Dean is just some whipped eunuch who follows the lead of everyone else. They lost their meaning when that dyke stopped competing. Now we get rid of that yeti and they will be without their muscle.
Samael: Are you on something?
Ante: I was wondering the same thing…
They look at each other slightly puzzled. I don’t know if they are following the logic in his words but I am.
DMK: We need to end this threat now once and for all!
He stabs the knife into the desk.
DMK: I am so sick of these little sh~ts trying to steal our airtime, our spotlight. It is our f~cking fame and glory. It is our faces that need to be plastered all over the television. These ‘good guys’ think they can play things like they happen in the movies. F~ck that! (pounds fist) We are going to make this sh~t real! (pounds fist) We are going to kick their f~cking teeth down their f~cking throat! (pounds fist)
His face is turning red.
DMK: Jack Sabbath with his catchphrase, Josh Dean with his wholesome little family, Jayson Garrett with his pretty boy face, and Dave Demento with his sense of justice, honor, being a knight for the impoverished. Let me just take a sh~t on all of that right now. Their virtues, values, style, swagger or whatever the f~ck…none of it f~cking matters. They are the goddam enemy. This is a war. It is everyone versus us. It has become obvious there isn’t anyone else that we can trust.
He is right. These are the only people I can trust. Before it was just blind loyalty, now it is bound loyalty. All of us bound by a common purpose. To steal all the glory, titles, spotlight, fame and fortune…are we pirates?
DMK: We are The KKK Army. We are together for the common purpose of all of us getting to the top. It isn’t about destroying or taking over a company. I don’t want to remake the promotion into something else like Trace Demon and Michael Kyzer both tried to do. I just want us to be the focus of whatever it is. But there are infidels, traitors to the crown amongst us. They come in the form of all of our opponents at the pay per view. Even that harlot Nikki. Kyzer probably did turn that trick out. They stand between us and my motherf~cking glory. Beat Garrett until he wishes he was with Chase and his pet rock. Beat Diamond Jack until he goes back to that sham XWA. Beat Nikki Dean until they call you Ray Rice. Beat Dave Demento…f~ck that, just shoot him like old yeller. Bitches get bullets. And just go ahead save Josh Dean the trouble and hang him now so Nikki doesn’t have to find him in the closet in 10 years. Maybe she will find someone nice while she is still young.
He pauses momentarily in his rant.
DMK: F~ck that, Ante, beat her until no one will ever like her again. She needs to learn that this isn’t her world. This iS MY !!!!
He screams and falls back into his chair. I nearly expected his head to explode. Within seconds his eyes close.
Samael: Is he asleep?
Ante: Dude, he is insane…
Samael: More than usual.
I don’t have anything to say. His words struck home for me, especially what he said about us only having each other. I never saw loyalty as a two way street. I always saw it as I owed my loyalty to whoever was employing me at the time. Then someone exploited my one soft spot in order to deceive me. Now I see things with a different perspective.
Samael: He is right though. This is important. We have everything to lose.
Zmey: We won’t lose.
Ante and Sam both look at me. I think I caught them off guard by speaking.
Samael: You have something to add to that statement of confidence?
Zmey: No.
Ante laughs. I am not going to lose. I won’t let down DMK. I won’t let down Ante Whitner. I won’t let down Samael Ahriman. I will maim, break and cripple if I have to. We will walk into End Game with gold and out with gold.
Maybe I will get to kick Kyzer’s head off too…
///////////////////////////////////////
///////////////////////////////////////////
The last few months have been a blur of violence, blood and pain.
Emotional and physical.
The physical I can block out.
The emotional I used to block out.
Now all I feel is anger.
Anger for being lied to.
Anger for used.
Anger for betraying DMK
Anger that my people are being threatened…
My people, I have people again.
The epic started off with the Dragon Puppet flying through the air burning everything it could.
Then someone decided to poke the Dragon in the eye and run away.
The Dragon thrashed severing its strings.
The Dragon realized what loyalty was.
No longer am I just some emotionless automaton.
I didn’t have motivation to fight beyond being ordered to.
Now I have the motivation to feed the fire in me.
The Dragon learns how to control its fire breath.
He learns how to focus all his strength, rage, and power into one spot.
Scorched Earth.
I am burning everyone at End Game.
I am burning everyone at End Game.
I am burning everyone.
Dave…Josh…Jack…Jayson…Nikki…Amy…
Everyone…
I am taking their heads as trophies….
I am lining my walls…
I will swallow the Dean children whole.
I will kick Demento’s head off.
I will snap Jayson’s neck like I am killing a Thanksgiving turkey.
Sabbath will be broken in half for entering a war that didn’t want him.
DMK is right.
Everyone is against us.
But we will persevere.
We will stand tall as heroes.
And I will fight until I can fight no more.
But that will only be when I am dead.
Long Live The KKK ARMY….