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| Mizery Made | Apr 6 2005, 11:09 AM Post #1 |
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The camera fades in, onto a sight of the upside down red cross on the Brute Force locker room door. The cross left there by Josie. The camera pulls back and there stands Kain, staring at the cross, with his arms crossed in front of him. ???: Yo! Kain slowly turns to look down the hall, as does the camera. There we see Jeff Noon walking toward the camera and Kain. Noon's hand high in the air as he draws the attention of Kain. Jeff Noon: Interview? Kain just stares at him. Noon looks over at the locker room door and notices the cross. He looks back at Kain with a puzzled look on his face. Jeff Noon: Whoa, what happened here? Kain raises his eyebrow to the question. He glances over at the door before turning back to Noon and the camera. Kain: It appears that someone around here like to try and play mind games. Josie, do I look like I'm laughing? No. You can play all the games you want leading up to Anarchy In The UK but it shall have no effect. You and Marc can speak on death, higher powers, the dirty monkey sex you two have in the janitor closet... whatever! I'm tired of this, I have put up with the two of you two going on and on about not looking to the past, how we shall fail this Sunday, and all the other crap that creeps out of your mouths. Kain steps forward, causing the camera man to refocus, removing Noon from the shoot. Kain: The past aside, the titles aside, everything aside. Come Sunday, two things are going down. Pain and Glory! I shall give you only one guess as who it is that shall be in pain. You see, come Sunday, when all the smoke clears, when it's all said and done. There's only one team that is going to be standing and that is Elrick and myself, Brute Force. We didn't come back here to fail, and truly we didn't come back here for glory, riches, women, or anything else your mind might think up. You see, Elrick and myself got tired of being walked on, tired of being tossed aside. We decided to take our lives into out own hands and not rely on anyone but ourselves. We are paving our own road, kicking ass along the way. If we happen to collect a few titles along the way, then so be it. But that's not what this is all about, no. For this is about Brute Force taking control, about us showing everyone that might step to the plate that we can take them out of the game as easy as 1, 2, 3! Kain steps even closer to the camera then before, his eyes burning with passion. Kain: But in your case Marc, I'd accept a yelp. All games are over. I said I wanted you walking into Anarchy In The UK with a 100% bill of health. Good job Marc, you managed to not screw that up. I'm done letting you slink away with your tail between your legs. I'm done holding back. Come Sunday, all bets are off. We shall step toe to toe and truly see who can take who out. Kain, being as close to the camera as possible, instead grabs it. His face looking as serious as ever. Kain: Marc... Josie, Onikage, Xtreme Kitten. You bet your ass that Sunday, Brute Force will be there, we shall be bringing the fight. So I only have one thing to say, you better bring yours! Kain stares into the camera for what seems like forever. He finally releases it, backs up, turns and glances before glancing over at Noon. Noon seems a little stunned by Kain's intensity. Kain shakes his head, turns and opens his door, pausing to look at the cross again. He disappears into the darkness in the locker room before the door closes behind him. Noon steps into the center of the Camera's focus. Jeff Noon: Well... you heard him! Noon slowly turns and looks at the door, still a little speechless. The scene fades into the darkness. |
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