Post by Corey Bull on Nov 13, 2021 18:50:44 GMT -5
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**Laughter, followed by a deep growling voice, more similar to a steam train rumbling down a track then an individual speaking**
You're kidding right? You put us against Dionysus?! You have no respect for us! We told you...we would return to that from which we truly are. None of this primp and preen that so many think they need. No more bs following the rules of reality. We are our own reality...we are our own truth. And we are going to turn Dion inside out and display him like a trophy. We will make you more of a bitch Dion then we made Lissie Hope. And we turned her into a doll.β
**The image of Corey Bull slowly comes into focus. The Hatebringer tilts his head and cracks his neck**
βDion...there is no hope for you. This will not be a celebration of your ability to be a functioning drunk. This will not be a win where you will be able to stand with your head held high. No...no we are going to ruin your day Dion. Because...as Action Wrestling seems to have no respect for us...we shall have no respect for you. We are going to enjoy this...every last moment. Every bone that breaks...every muscle that tears...it will be another moment that we shall remember as we head out to the promised land.β
**Bull tilts his head the other way**
βDonβt get things twisted Dion...we are not being put out to pasture. No..after two decades of destruction...we have finally found something more challenging than facing individuals like you Dion. Fatherhood. Strange, isnβt it. How something so small...something so fragile...can stop the most hulking of monsters. And we are months away from holding our precious gift in our hands. And we intend to ensure that the legacy we leave will be something that our little one can grasp on to and feel pride in. We intend to make sure that every last moment we have left in this federation is one that forces those in our wake to feel a sense of urgency on their part to get out of our way as fast as humanly possible.β
βMonday night we march...we march to our own beat. As our time in this federation winds down...so does your time in safety Dion. Each moment that we walk closer to that ring...is one more moment you will not get to see. EVery punch...every kick...every move we perform...is another minute off of your life Dion. We donβt care that you hold a title...it will not save you. We do not care that you have backup...they will be too late. We are the cancer and the cureβ¦.the ying and the yang...the alpha and the omega. We are coming to cement ourselves into the echelon of wrestling history. And we shall do so by putting you down Dion. One step in the road...one cog in the machine...just another person broken by a bastard.β
βThis is how it is Dion...you are getting nailed by Hateβ¦.and there is nothing you can do about it.β
**Bull fades out...but the dark laughter remains a little bit longer before finally slipping to white noise**