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Dec 19, 2020 11:59:03 GMT -5
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Post by Randy Seed on Dec 19, 2020 11:59:03 GMT -5
Deep slumber unperturbed by unsettled cattle in the adjacent shed, Randy's oblivious to the world. Until…
“DON’T MOVE A FUCKIN’ MUSCLE!!!”
A Beretta’s arched into his temple as a masked individual clasps the back of Randy’s neck, forcing his torpid body off the bed.
“I got no m…money but I… have err…antiques. Take them! I won’t stop you. Just D..DON’T shoot! PLEASE!”
The assailant’s unaccommodating to Randy’s blood-curdled pleas. Bargaining fruitless, Randy’s rendered unconscious at the cruel thump of a bludgeon.
Waking in pitch-black terror, Randy cries aimlessly into the abyss.
“HELP!!! PLEASE… WHAT YOU WANT FROM ME?”
A slither of light emerges; haunting yet hopeful. A sinister silhouette towers in a doorway as Randy becomes aware he’s tethered to a harsh, cold chair. The abductor’s gloved hands clutch Seed’s trachea like pincers. He mourns his departing breath.
“I don’t think you understand the gravity of this situation! Too late; time to die.”
The threat’s nonchalant tone only makes it graver as Seed’s life flashes before his eyes. He’d thought that phenomena was just a myth. This oddly amuses him; intoxicated by death’s final dopamine surge.
“All over now.”
Lights on. Randy realises he’s still here. His tormentor unmasks.
“GOTE?!?!? WTF man?!?!?” Randy shrieks, livid.
His caprine costumed ‘friend’ embraces him in his chair, though the still restrained Randy reciprocates with furious kicks.
“Life’s shitted on you no end, but this is the first time I’ve witnessed real vexation the whole time we’ve known each other. KEEP THIS FEELING!” Gote demanded.
“I’m gonna kick your fucking ass when I get free!”
“I’m counting on it. We’ll fight when we’re free but first we have to fight for freedom. THEY have taken our liberty but the scum-suckers desire to take our souls. CruiserHavoc’s our best shot at emancipation… you betta take it! Think I’ve been rough on you tonight? This is PARADISE compared to what they’ll do to us otherwise.”
He writhes with apoplectic vigour, crashing his chair into the wall, splintering a leg.
“Channel this rage! We need to re-film your piece o’ crap promo.” Gote pulls out the hand-held camera. “GO!”
Nothing…
Gote zooms into Randy’s enraged countenance.
“C’mon, I can’t do this for you, BABY! It’s physically fuckin’ impossible for me to cross that 201 divide. If the masses only knew who I was, they’d dub you my charity case or the vanity project of a brain-damaged fallen idol. IS THAT YOU???”
“HELL NO! FUCK OFF!” Randy shouts.
“Fucking prove it then. ACTION!”
The red light awakens something in Seed.
“Yes, I’m a horny farmer. A gimmick, a dreamer, a nobody, a FOOL. But this fool will humiliate the great at CruiserHavoc.”
Gote interrogates: “So why you? Why not other fools like Flop, Trey or the Lissie-cosplayer?”
“They’re blinded by their folly. MY folly’s my flamethrower and I’ll make that Rumble burn. CruiserHavoc 2 exploded into a Blaze of glory but I’ll unmask Teo as the small-fry he is. Pubescent creep still playing identity politics with his mind. ‘There’s no more heroes’ one week, ‘the world is fundamentally good’ the next. WHO ARE YOU, TEO? Are there ‘Two Gents’ up in that skull?”
“I’m a simple man and I know who I am. Thing is… y’all have no clue what’s deep inside ready to express itself. But you’ll see. You’ll wish you saw me coming.”
“Psycho Sun Kaz has no freaking clue. Still stuck in the VHS age. Kaz’s reign will end at 119 days tomorrow. Impressive… til you realise he’s wrestled just 1 match in 7 CruiserClashes. Contrast that with our first Champ, a REAL Champion – 5 in 7. CrowBro got so distracted with his pitiful dalliance on the so-called A-Show, he exposed himself AND our brand! At Havoc, I will avenge CruiserClash. The workshy Vulcan will come in at 1, toss a few nobodies then burn out quicker than Teo’s latest self-satori.”
“That brings me to you, J.C. Keeton. Once pregnant with potential, now a Lost Breed. Time to abort.”
“No one else deserves an utterance because everyone’s sleeping on Randy…”
With supernatural strength, he breaks free from his binds, accosting an impressed Gote, who breathlessly concludes…
“… But the Seed of Havoc… is planted!”
“DON’T MOVE A FUCKIN’ MUSCLE!!!”
A Beretta’s arched into his temple as a masked individual clasps the back of Randy’s neck, forcing his torpid body off the bed.
“I got no m…money but I… have err…antiques. Take them! I won’t stop you. Just D..DON’T shoot! PLEASE!”
The assailant’s unaccommodating to Randy’s blood-curdled pleas. Bargaining fruitless, Randy’s rendered unconscious at the cruel thump of a bludgeon.
Waking in pitch-black terror, Randy cries aimlessly into the abyss.
“HELP!!! PLEASE… WHAT YOU WANT FROM ME?”
A slither of light emerges; haunting yet hopeful. A sinister silhouette towers in a doorway as Randy becomes aware he’s tethered to a harsh, cold chair. The abductor’s gloved hands clutch Seed’s trachea like pincers. He mourns his departing breath.
“I don’t think you understand the gravity of this situation! Too late; time to die.”
The threat’s nonchalant tone only makes it graver as Seed’s life flashes before his eyes. He’d thought that phenomena was just a myth. This oddly amuses him; intoxicated by death’s final dopamine surge.
“All over now.”
Lights on. Randy realises he’s still here. His tormentor unmasks.
“GOTE?!?!? WTF man?!?!?” Randy shrieks, livid.
His caprine costumed ‘friend’ embraces him in his chair, though the still restrained Randy reciprocates with furious kicks.
“Life’s shitted on you no end, but this is the first time I’ve witnessed real vexation the whole time we’ve known each other. KEEP THIS FEELING!” Gote demanded.
“I’m gonna kick your fucking ass when I get free!”
“I’m counting on it. We’ll fight when we’re free but first we have to fight for freedom. THEY have taken our liberty but the scum-suckers desire to take our souls. CruiserHavoc’s our best shot at emancipation… you betta take it! Think I’ve been rough on you tonight? This is PARADISE compared to what they’ll do to us otherwise.”
He writhes with apoplectic vigour, crashing his chair into the wall, splintering a leg.
“Channel this rage! We need to re-film your piece o’ crap promo.” Gote pulls out the hand-held camera. “GO!”
Nothing…
Gote zooms into Randy’s enraged countenance.
“C’mon, I can’t do this for you, BABY! It’s physically fuckin’ impossible for me to cross that 201 divide. If the masses only knew who I was, they’d dub you my charity case or the vanity project of a brain-damaged fallen idol. IS THAT YOU???”
“HELL NO! FUCK OFF!” Randy shouts.
“Fucking prove it then. ACTION!”
The red light awakens something in Seed.
“Yes, I’m a horny farmer. A gimmick, a dreamer, a nobody, a FOOL. But this fool will humiliate the great at CruiserHavoc.”
Gote interrogates: “So why you? Why not other fools like Flop, Trey or the Lissie-cosplayer?”
“They’re blinded by their folly. MY folly’s my flamethrower and I’ll make that Rumble burn. CruiserHavoc 2 exploded into a Blaze of glory but I’ll unmask Teo as the small-fry he is. Pubescent creep still playing identity politics with his mind. ‘There’s no more heroes’ one week, ‘the world is fundamentally good’ the next. WHO ARE YOU, TEO? Are there ‘Two Gents’ up in that skull?”
“I’m a simple man and I know who I am. Thing is… y’all have no clue what’s deep inside ready to express itself. But you’ll see. You’ll wish you saw me coming.”
“Psycho Sun Kaz has no freaking clue. Still stuck in the VHS age. Kaz’s reign will end at 119 days tomorrow. Impressive… til you realise he’s wrestled just 1 match in 7 CruiserClashes. Contrast that with our first Champ, a REAL Champion – 5 in 7. CrowBro got so distracted with his pitiful dalliance on the so-called A-Show, he exposed himself AND our brand! At Havoc, I will avenge CruiserClash. The workshy Vulcan will come in at 1, toss a few nobodies then burn out quicker than Teo’s latest self-satori.”
“That brings me to you, J.C. Keeton. Once pregnant with potential, now a Lost Breed. Time to abort.”
“No one else deserves an utterance because everyone’s sleeping on Randy…”
With supernatural strength, he breaks free from his binds, accosting an impressed Gote, who breathlessly concludes…
“… But the Seed of Havoc… is planted!”