Painting A Picture (Shaw Bros RP 2)
Mar 11, 2016 18:14:59 GMT -5
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Post by Alexa Black on Mar 11, 2016 18:14:59 GMT -5
In a dark corridor somewhere in the bowels of the PCW arena sits 3 shadowy figures two large and one slightly smaller. They are sitting in black metal folding chairs the one usually used for only two things either sitting or belting your opponents with in the head or body.
Their voices carry down the corridor as the heated discussion they are having can be heard quite clearly and there is no mistaking who it is and what they are up to. It's Alexa and the Shaw Brothers plotting away with dark thoughts and malevolent smiles as they discuss their up coming matches for Mass Destruction VI.
"So" Alexa begins looking directly at Freddie and Alexander who simply stare right back at her unflinching. They know she is the one in charge and what she says goes. Her face is calm but they know that what lies beneath is far from it.
"As you both know at the PPV you have a match against my most hated enemies. Psychadellica.... " she spits the word from her mouth as of it were some foul tasting drink. Her face screws up into an angered state
Her hatred is palpable at even the mere mention of Nathan Saniti and Kelli Starr. She would kill them both if she could. Slowly, painfully until they were begging her to end it.
"This is an opportunity to take from them what they prize above all else. The PCW tag team titles. That have had them for quite some time and it has gone to their heads. They think they won't loose on Sunday but I want you to make sure win or loose that they suffer. I want you to beat them to within in a inch of their miserable fucking lives.
I brought you here because I seem to have trouble with the people I get from OUR side. You know what I mean. "
Alexander and Freddie nod. The message is clear and they know what Alexa is conveying.
"We aren't supposed to loose. Our master is growing impatient with our failure and has instructed me personally to make sure it doesn't continue . The Faces of Fear were lazy weak willed and just incompetent so I had to get rid of them. Those two fat fucks where ever they may be now are being punished for their idiocy. Our side does not tolerate failure."
Alexander speaks as Alexa finishes his voice echoes off the walls and down the corridor not that it matters as there is no one around to hear the conversation anyways. He strikes his beard as as demented smile speeds across his wide face.
"Yes that's correct . And what they don't know is we are not weak any more. This is... We are the strongest and most powerful group in PCW. There are dark times ahead if only they knew. But that's the fun part...they don't. They are fighting a war they can't possibly hope to win.
War is like a monster, War is the devil. It starts and it consumes and it grows and grows and grows and otherwise normal men become monsters, too.
We are those monsters! We have become what we needed to in order to survive. The darkness has become an ally and mentor and it is sweet like honey. It's beauty is encompassing and warm. You had to embrace the darkness just to defeat Alexa, Nathan but then you let it go... What a foolish decision and one you will come to regret.
If I have learned anything in this long life of mine, it is this: in love we find out who we want to be; in war we find out who we are.
And who you are is two fools sitting in ignorance thinking that the sun is shining and everything is right with the world. But what's happening is a much more bleak picture.
And at Mass Destruction you will see the whole picture and lament that you did not see what was coming until it was too.....late
Their voices carry down the corridor as the heated discussion they are having can be heard quite clearly and there is no mistaking who it is and what they are up to. It's Alexa and the Shaw Brothers plotting away with dark thoughts and malevolent smiles as they discuss their up coming matches for Mass Destruction VI.
"So" Alexa begins looking directly at Freddie and Alexander who simply stare right back at her unflinching. They know she is the one in charge and what she says goes. Her face is calm but they know that what lies beneath is far from it.
"As you both know at the PPV you have a match against my most hated enemies. Psychadellica.... " she spits the word from her mouth as of it were some foul tasting drink. Her face screws up into an angered state
Her hatred is palpable at even the mere mention of Nathan Saniti and Kelli Starr. She would kill them both if she could. Slowly, painfully until they were begging her to end it.
"This is an opportunity to take from them what they prize above all else. The PCW tag team titles. That have had them for quite some time and it has gone to their heads. They think they won't loose on Sunday but I want you to make sure win or loose that they suffer. I want you to beat them to within in a inch of their miserable fucking lives.
I brought you here because I seem to have trouble with the people I get from OUR side. You know what I mean. "
Alexander and Freddie nod. The message is clear and they know what Alexa is conveying.
"We aren't supposed to loose. Our master is growing impatient with our failure and has instructed me personally to make sure it doesn't continue . The Faces of Fear were lazy weak willed and just incompetent so I had to get rid of them. Those two fat fucks where ever they may be now are being punished for their idiocy. Our side does not tolerate failure."
Alexander speaks as Alexa finishes his voice echoes off the walls and down the corridor not that it matters as there is no one around to hear the conversation anyways. He strikes his beard as as demented smile speeds across his wide face.
"Yes that's correct . And what they don't know is we are not weak any more. This is... We are the strongest and most powerful group in PCW. There are dark times ahead if only they knew. But that's the fun part...they don't. They are fighting a war they can't possibly hope to win.
War is like a monster, War is the devil. It starts and it consumes and it grows and grows and grows and otherwise normal men become monsters, too.
We are those monsters! We have become what we needed to in order to survive. The darkness has become an ally and mentor and it is sweet like honey. It's beauty is encompassing and warm. You had to embrace the darkness just to defeat Alexa, Nathan but then you let it go... What a foolish decision and one you will come to regret.
If I have learned anything in this long life of mine, it is this: in love we find out who we want to be; in war we find out who we are.
And who you are is two fools sitting in ignorance thinking that the sun is shining and everything is right with the world. But what's happening is a much more bleak picture.
And at Mass Destruction you will see the whole picture and lament that you did not see what was coming until it was too.....late
