Post by blade on Apr 11, 2006 21:59:05 GMT -5
Camera cuts on
Blade slowly takes the bat looking at it for a moment and then at the leg that Douglas injured at Trauma. He quickly hits his leg with the bat and doesn't even scream. He proceeds to wail on it several more times until the leg is bruised and then he stands and limps on it. He speaks softly looking at the leg.
Blade: Douglas, you talk about pain and suffering well this is how you injure someone. You want to take me out well you should have broken my damn leg at Trauma. I'm not coming to Trauma as the Angel of Pain or as the Wolf or as all these other stupid nicknames I give myself or what you call me. You can talk to yourself all you want. Instead I am coming to Trauma simply as Blade with my tights on and my bat in my hand and I am going to dish out to you car load of pain and torture. You think you don't know mercy or compassion well you shouldn't have shown any at Trauma when you broke the damn hold. Because at Hostile Takeover if I slapped the Crossface, the Sharpshooter, or any of my submission holds I'm not breaking them. I'm going to break either your leg or one your partners. And we will see if you can walk out of the arena like I did at Trauma or be carried out crying like the little chicken shit you are. You see you have made this very personal now. I can knock on your front door and take that damn gun from you and blow your damn brains out. I can go to Willard's house and beat the living hell out of him in front of his kids. I can track down Nightmare and teach him the true meaning of fear. This is how far you push me and now you will suffer pain and torture. Douglas, take my advice after Hostile Takeover I am going to make suggestion to the Captain for a match that deals with me and you. And trust me this match with either make you or destroy you.
Blade smiled as the camera cuts off.
Blade slowly takes the bat looking at it for a moment and then at the leg that Douglas injured at Trauma. He quickly hits his leg with the bat and doesn't even scream. He proceeds to wail on it several more times until the leg is bruised and then he stands and limps on it. He speaks softly looking at the leg.
Blade: Douglas, you talk about pain and suffering well this is how you injure someone. You want to take me out well you should have broken my damn leg at Trauma. I'm not coming to Trauma as the Angel of Pain or as the Wolf or as all these other stupid nicknames I give myself or what you call me. You can talk to yourself all you want. Instead I am coming to Trauma simply as Blade with my tights on and my bat in my hand and I am going to dish out to you car load of pain and torture. You think you don't know mercy or compassion well you shouldn't have shown any at Trauma when you broke the damn hold. Because at Hostile Takeover if I slapped the Crossface, the Sharpshooter, or any of my submission holds I'm not breaking them. I'm going to break either your leg or one your partners. And we will see if you can walk out of the arena like I did at Trauma or be carried out crying like the little chicken shit you are. You see you have made this very personal now. I can knock on your front door and take that damn gun from you and blow your damn brains out. I can go to Willard's house and beat the living hell out of him in front of his kids. I can track down Nightmare and teach him the true meaning of fear. This is how far you push me and now you will suffer pain and torture. Douglas, take my advice after Hostile Takeover I am going to make suggestion to the Captain for a match that deals with me and you. And trust me this match with either make you or destroy you.
Blade smiled as the camera cuts off.