Post by Crimson Jayhawk on Mar 3, 2018 21:14:56 GMT -5
Have you ever wondered why people call themselves after man killing beasts? Is it because of their lack of charisma? Is it because when it comes to fighting they are worthless? One man can prove that he is a ruthless beast with a taste for blood. That man isn’t the loud mouth named Bishop. That man is the one who proved Ghosts aren’t as lucid as they like to believe.
The scene opens to a large chair sitting in front of a large blackboard. Pictures line the outer layer as Crimson Jayhawk is sitting in the chair with his elbows sitting on his knees. Crimson smirks while tapping one finger on his cheek.
Bishop, you haven’t proven anything. Yes, you have beaten two people but those people weren’t even worth sweat on my jock strap. The way you talk makes me question how talented you really are and the fact you need someone to hype you up. If you were this blood thirsty killer then I would be worried. Unfortunately, you have no earthly idea who or what your up against.
Shannon Peabody walks into the room as Crimson keeps his eyes glued to the board. Shannon softly drags his finger over his neck as she smirks.
A foolish man looks beyond that is upon him. You are a foolish man Bishop. Your cheap talk about killing Jayhawk is a laugh. Rossi tried and failed. What makes you think you can do better? Your first two opponents were nobodies. Now is your first major test. This test you will fail because Jayhawk is a man with nothing to lose. He is sadistic in his ways and he is ruthless with his means.
Crimson laughs while thinking up ways to annihilate Bishop.
Bishop have you ever heard the phrase. Don’t hunt what you can’t kill. That certainly applies here. You talk a major game with one major flaw. You’ve never faced a ruthless, sadistic, blood driven psychopath. I am not about to let some unproven shit make me into bird chow. This is your only warning. Don’t fuck with Jayhawk. Otherwise, you will become the hunted. Because Monster hunting is my FAVORITE sport. And I kill monsters. Let the MONSTER MASH begin.
Crimson sadisticly laughs as Bishop’s picture falls to the ground with multiple darts lined in between his eyes.
The scene opens to a large chair sitting in front of a large blackboard. Pictures line the outer layer as Crimson Jayhawk is sitting in the chair with his elbows sitting on his knees. Crimson smirks while tapping one finger on his cheek.
Bishop, you haven’t proven anything. Yes, you have beaten two people but those people weren’t even worth sweat on my jock strap. The way you talk makes me question how talented you really are and the fact you need someone to hype you up. If you were this blood thirsty killer then I would be worried. Unfortunately, you have no earthly idea who or what your up against.
Shannon Peabody walks into the room as Crimson keeps his eyes glued to the board. Shannon softly drags his finger over his neck as she smirks.
A foolish man looks beyond that is upon him. You are a foolish man Bishop. Your cheap talk about killing Jayhawk is a laugh. Rossi tried and failed. What makes you think you can do better? Your first two opponents were nobodies. Now is your first major test. This test you will fail because Jayhawk is a man with nothing to lose. He is sadistic in his ways and he is ruthless with his means.
Crimson laughs while thinking up ways to annihilate Bishop.
Bishop have you ever heard the phrase. Don’t hunt what you can’t kill. That certainly applies here. You talk a major game with one major flaw. You’ve never faced a ruthless, sadistic, blood driven psychopath. I am not about to let some unproven shit make me into bird chow. This is your only warning. Don’t fuck with Jayhawk. Otherwise, you will become the hunted. Because Monster hunting is my FAVORITE sport. And I kill monsters. Let the MONSTER MASH begin.
Crimson sadisticly laughs as Bishop’s picture falls to the ground with multiple darts lined in between his eyes.