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A Suicidal Lullaby; Brothers of Misery Unleashed
Topic Started: Sep 7 2009, 07:38 PM (70 Views)
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The fog is rollin in on this night as the camera comes on in a dark and dreary night. The night is so horrendous that no one is out. Ron Woods walks around the city in search of a scoop. One of his superiors said that some strange things were going on in the nearby Cemetery. The man went out in search of a good story. Maybe he could find a Satan Worshipping Cult, or someone trying to wake the dead. Either way, he wanted the story no matter what the risks.

He drives down the street looking for the Cemetery. He had a rough night already and he was almost falling asleep at the wheel. During one of these instances, he saw four figures standing in the middle of the street. He swerves the car to keep from hitting the figures, and he plows into a tree. His eyes slip out of consciousness as a figure rips open his door and grabs him, but he’s gone out.

Even Later…

Later in the night, the man regains slight consciousness. He’s unable to move as he looks up at the eerie eyes of a man known as only EOI. Something is definitely wrong with EOI, and it has been for awhile. His brothers and Morrigan stand around him staring with fire in their eyes down at the helpless newscaster.

“Some say to BURN to death is worst then SUFFOCATING? I feel the Suffocation death is more colorful. The sight of a human being grasping for air, begging for one more breath, every memory from your childhood flashing in front of you...Which do you prefer?”

EOI vanishes from sight after saying that. The man is unable to speak back. However, he does manage to let out a scream as dirt comes flying into the hole.


”Calm down friend, it will all be over soon enough. Just like CTT’s career Everything will be at peace once the fame comes back to me. But Razor and Blade will be sharing a hole with you when I’m through. It has no rules…and there has to be a winner. IT‘S TAG MATCH TIME!! Sorry, child. Did I raise my voice? I’m sorry. I’m just putting you out of your misery…YOU PATHETIC FOOL!! Oh, oh, my dear, dear child. Sorry. Just sleep young one. SLEEP YOU ASSHOLE…SLEEP!!! Goodness me, I’m not alright tonight am I?"

EOI throws on more dirt. He’s losing himself more and more each passing day. He continues to throw on the dirt.

“Do you want a lullaby my dear boy? DO YOU!!??”

The man screams.

“Now, now young one. Here, maybe you know this one.

/7Rock a bye Razor and Blade …IN THE CEMETERY PLOT!! When the shovel SCRAPES THE CUT THROAT ThRILLAZ WILL DROP!! WHEN THE BOM DROPS YOUR CAREERS WILL COME CRASHING DOWN!! Rock-a-bye RAZOR AND BLADE…in a Cemetery Plot/7

”Isn’t that nice? I can’t hear a word. See, didn’t that song soothe your soul and accept DEFEAT MUCH EASIER!!!”


EOI laughs as he drives the shovel in the freshly scooped dirt over the hole. EOI puts his hands in his pockets and walks out of the Cemetery followed by his Brothers and Morrigan. They gets in the man’s car and drive down the street a bit before driving straight toward the dock. EOI lowers the roof and begins hooping and hollering as the others laugh. He starts taking up the speed and continues driving straight for the dock.

“I live because I’m feared. Heights terrified…especially the depth of six feet. No longer allowed that which repelled delusions serenely I slipped free from rotting dreams when I became a wrestler. But my bones refused pine’s reality, preferring a mattress of moss on stone. Now I swallow my bliss from those who reject fear, until the slope of my descent. Everyone feared me…everyone ran the opposite way when they saw me coming. I lived on the streets and I beat up pretty boys like CTT for the hell of it. Overdrive will be no different. They will step into the ring with The Brothers of Misery. What do you think we’re goin to do to them? Hopefully you don’t think we’ll just lye down and take defeat from two suicidal rejects. No…we’re comin into the ring with our built up rage exploding upon you two unlucky souls. I am tired of the bullshit Razor and Blade pull…I’m tired of the disrespect we are given. We have been in this business for a long time. Maybe not the CzW, but the wrestling biz itself. We’ve left smoldering piles of ash in our wake…and we’ve left many broken bodies in our path…that’s why we’re so easy to find. We don’t exactly clean up messes we make with human bodies. We leave them as a warning to all those who wish to test us. So far, most have passed the quiz…but I doubt you two will. You feel as though you have something to prove. You both do…you want to concrete yourself as a competitor…but they made a mistake putting you against us . If not…you’re all ours…and we will tear you limb from limb. We won’t stop till we see blood…and make you bathe in it. We’re not ones to be taken lightly…but that’s all people seem to do. They take us too lightly…and they suffer severely for it. Every man or woman who has tried to step up to take on the Brothers of Misery…which is us…find themselves dropped in a bloody heap like all the rest.”

EOI seems to accelerate his car a slight bit faster as images of his past and recent events keep flashing before him. Over and over…his insane father…a burning mansion…the death of their mother…driving him more and more mad by the second.

“You know…I use to respect myself. I use to think I was absolutely outstanding and earned everything by workin for it…but Total Mayhem just gave me one hell of a reality check. Just like all these pukes…I’ve became no better than they are…I’m a fluke of a fighter…two mystery opponents come in out of nowhere…and defeat the immortal Brothers of Misery. We lose a shot at CzW Tag Titles. Total Mayhem interfered and blind sided us…what the hell is up with that. They like my quotes too apparently…but the worst part is it even applies to me. We were f**ked over AND I LIKE IT THAT WAY!! HA, HA, HA!! THE SHOT WAS OURS FOR THE TAKING EVEN IF WE HAD TO FIGHT FOR IT!! EVERYONE KNEW WE COULD PLOW THROUGH RAZOR AND BURY BLADE…BRIAN DAMAGE WAS JUST TRYIN TO PROTECT A COUPLE OF HIS SUPERSTARS…HE DIDN’T WANT THEM TO FEEL PAIN LIKE ALL THE REST…so instead…he gives me you two pathetic losers…Razor and Blade…to sharpen our claws on. Perhaps this match may be more interesting then first anticipated. Perhaps the Crimson Dawn will fall upon you all as unexpected as the asylum fire…as unexpected as all our victims in CzW. Are you ready?”

EOI and the others dive out of his car as it keeps rolling and goes straight into the river. EOI laughs and smacks his knees. They gets up and leave the docks and start walking. Despair grins before he begins to talk.

“Well, all your talk, all your fame, ALL YOUR GLORY…it will all soon be over guys. YOU TWO will soon be over. We will bury you come Overdrive. The fame will come back to us like it should have. It was all ours…ALL OURS!! But, you may chicken out of it. You don’t show, we’ll have to come and beat the hell out of you on next Overdrive. We’ll have to break you down. We will still break you down. We will break you down at Overdrive, we’re going to break you down on any show we cross paths in. We’re going to bury you Razor. Doesn’t that sound fun? DOESN’T IT!! I know what you’re saying. You’re saying what everyone else is saying. BoM is losing their minds. Heh…are we Blade…. Or are you just trying to make up excuses? Are we really losing it…or are you? Are you so scared of the new Brothers of Misery. It sure as hell isn’t the same Brothers as we were in the dead EWC. No, no. we are a much better team now…a more dangerous team. We know what we’re doing…we have complete control…but do you Cut Throat Thrillaz…or is this thing f**king with your head. You may say it is nothing more than a match. That’s not what your eyes said when I looked across the ring into them last week. Your eyes looked at me with the hatred of a thousand Hitlers. You wanted to rip us apart…you wanted us destroyed…you wanted us…dare I say…crushed. You showed power…or did you? Who knows? You stirred up shit between the Boss and us…or did you? Maybe you’re living in a dream realm Thrillaz…maybe everything that is going on is just a deep dreamland you’re in…and you don’t want to leave. Maybe everything that is going on is just a dream? Maybe you two are just a figment of your imaginations…maybe it’s real. One thing that is real…is this. We’ve defeated many others every time we have faced off one on one. We’ve planted shoulders to the mat far more times then you’ve planted anyone’s. Now, we bury you in a match won by us. What do you think it is CTT. You can try to deny everything…but…the truth shows in your actions. You care for winning…I don’t give a damn what kind of excuses you make up to try and make it right inside your own head. The truth is out there…and it will be discovered. We may be losing it…or we may not. Only time can tell. However, Overdrive, this is all over Cut Throats. You may never see the light of day again. We will see to it. And the glory will come back to us. Cut Throats…we don’t fear anything. We never have. And we still won’t. However…you do fear something. You fear failure Cut Throats…just like you felt when you failed to save your fame and glory. You have a long list of failures…and they tear you apart inside. Overdrive will be another failure for your book. You’re about to step into an unknown realm when you face us at Overdrive. Just like our mother did all those years ago. Our mom stepped into a territory that was well known by us…but not her…and it cost her life. I had to waTCH IN HORROR AS SHE DROPPED DEAD…I HAD TO HOLD HER BLEEDING BODY…AND WE KILLED OUR FATHER FOR TAKING OUR MOTHER’S LIFE!!"

Distress remains silent as Morrigan takes the mic from him.

1...2...we’re comin for you…
3...4...better lock the door…
5...6...grab your crucifix…
7...8...better stay awake…
9...10...never sleep again…


We know that our debut match was little less than impressive. We may have lost to the Total Mayhem…but we won the bigger picture. My Brothers of Misery have been unleashed upon all the unsuspecting souls of the CzW. Heh…you blame Hix for destroying Meades and Fairbanks…but what you fools didn’t know is that was my beloved Edward who done the deed…under Hix’s orders of course. And EOI put them out of their misery. Now…he gets to do the same to Cut Throat Thrillers…him and Distress will finish the suicidal bastards and Despair…he may possibly even slit their wrists for them. It wouldn’t be the first time they took a life…nor would it be the last. The Brothers of Misery have just begun. The CzW Tag Titles will come son enough…but for now…they have become CzW’s extermination squad. They started with Meades and Fairbanks…now…CTT is next. Just remember Razor…and Blade…Some say to BURN to death is worst then SUFFOCATING? I feel the Suffocation death is more colorful. The sight of a human being grasping for air, begging for one more breath, every memory from your childhood flashing in front of you...Which do you prefer when this crimson dawn approaches before Overdrive?”


The camera fades as the Brothers of Misery with Morrigan turn away from the area and are met by the man known only as The FN Boss TJ Hix.


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