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| Topic Started: Nov 19 2009, 02:37 AM (172 Views) | |
| Mortius | Nov 19 2009, 02:37 AM Post #1 |
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Act I Scene I The scene opens in the locker room of the Staples Centre. Mortius is standing in the near barren room. Though it still seems quite luxurious, the white paint on the wall seems fresh and the benches coushioned. The lockers too seem new and dent free. Beside one of the lockers stands Mortius, his whole height right now bent over the wad of cash in his hands. His demeanour, though unfocused through the match, has returned to its normal state of ire and all traces of joviality of before now forgotten I... kind of remember C'mon man, i went up the ladder, Rowan went up the ladder, we both grabbed the case, you AGREED to it The voice is that of Brian Blaze, long hair plastered to his face as he steps from the shower room, towel around his waist. He goes to a nearby bench and digs into his bag, pulling out a hair band and proceeds to put his hair back into its sleazy ponytail And i took a knock before the match? Yeah, that's what i'm saying, we were heading to ringside and you tripped over, smacking your head hard on the ground, i helped you up. I have to admit, you seemed a bit funny, but you said you were okay to continue the match, who was i to argue? Mortius looks up at Blaze Yeah... yeah, well i was right wasn't i, we still came out on top. I just wish it wasn't so fuzzy, it's not like me to just trip like that Blaze looks down at his bag and sees the top of a bottle of black label vodka sticking out over zip, he hurridly thrusts it inside the bag and covers it with a towel What was that? Nothing, just my little black book, wouldn't want you seeing that, would i? Mortius looks suspicious but lets it drop as he puts on his purple jeans So now what? Fancy going out to get a drink? No chance, i still can't remember that haloween party, i'm never drinking again Blaze hides a smile as he finishes dressing and puts on his trademark Mr. Sleaze jacket, checking the cuffs. Mortius throws his black hoody over his head and zips up his bag, he looks pensieve, and then his features take on the expression of one digusted at what he is about to say I'll.... go with you to the bar though... you know... for company Blaze's smile just annoys Mortius as he replies That's the spirit, but first lets go check out the main event, i want to see who becomes champion Mortius just grunts as he follows Brian out of the locker room door, the opening of which has let the background noise of thousands of fans cheering disrupt the silence of the room Act I Scene II The box overlooks the arena, in the ring we see Cage and Fiscus battling it out, all other competition having been seen off. In the box itself is a number of coushy chairs, currently being taken up by most of the CZW stars. Brian Blaze and Mortius step in and see two chairs just by Mike Monroe and Eddie Rowan, Blaze steps to them without a moments hesitation, but Mortius looks on with steel eyes at the men he drew with just a few short hours before. Looking over he makes up his mind and instead of joining his partner in the other seat, who has immediatly gotten into an animated discussion with Eddie and Mike, goes to the front of the box and looks down, William Masters and Jarred Daniels voice can be heard through the speakers set up in the stars area Masters: Yes! I knew it! Daniels: Wait, Cage got the shoulder up…IT WAS ONLY A TWO COUNT! MY GOD THAT WAS CLOSE! Masters: That referee was slow counting, it seemed like a lifetime. Mortius keeps his eyes focused on the two men in the ring, battling it out with everything they have, but it seems like he isnt really watching the match, merely giving his eyes something to rest on while he thinks, a tap on the shoulder startles him and he turns into the face of the Working Man J.A Sawyer MORTIUS! Good to see you buddy, god, it's been a while, you worked your way up on that list yet? Mortius looks down at Sawyer and growls low, J.A simply laughs and continues unabashed Man, it was over a year ago now since we fought, i still remember trying to pull those tights of yours down in our fatal four way, remember J.A laughs as he pats Mortius' behind, the guys around them start laughing as Sawyer turns away and returns to his seat beside The Zodiac Thrilla, nudging him and whispering something before they both laugh. Mortius' face blanches and he sets towards Sawyer, murderous intentions in mind. Suddenly he is cut off by every man rising to their feet, some clapping, some yelling, Mortius, realising he can't get to his prey turns to see Cage in the ring and the words of Jessica Towers blaring over the speakers Towers: LADIES AND GENTLEMEN…THE WINNER OF THE CHAMBER AND STILL CZW WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION…CAGE STRY…….. Mortius sneers as he sees far below Alan Fiscus rise up with his Money in the Bank briefcase in hand, every man who has raised to thier feet now holding their heads or just standing in awe as Cage gets floored by the metal case Daniels: I can’t believe this…MY GOD THE OVERTHROW ON TOP OF THE METAL CASE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Masters: Cage has been dismembered!!!!!!!!!!!!! Rather than look at the ring, where the inevitable is taking place, Mortius looks over at Brian Blaze, no longer smiling he looks down at the scene with a set look as Fiscus gets the count. As soon as the call of three is made Blaze heads towards the entrance to the box and Mortius follows Interesting turn of events Yeah... yeah, it was a good match Left in a hurry didn't ya Blaze, realising his distracted appearance, snaps out of it and looks up at the six foot ten bohemoth That's cause we're going to the bar dude, i know who's won now, well done Alan etcetera etcetera, now it's time to get our party on Mortius lets another smirk out at the sight of his retreating partners back and follows him, bag over his shoulder, towards the backstage exit, just before they reach the door a stage hand walks up to them, in his thirties, quite a bulky guy. He stops the Disasterpiece and hands them a note. Blaze looks him up and down before asking You're not as cute as the last one, what happened to the girl from a few weeks ago, young, slim, you know the one The man looks around conspiritally and leans down towards him Said she's going back to college, but between you and me it's going around that one of the pervy stars wanted her to do things to him, disgusting isn't it? Brians face goes crimson as he replies distractedly Yeah... disgusting The man finally leaves and Mortius snatches the letter from Blazes hand, ripping it open and staring down at it, there is a sound in his throat that is hard to decipher, but his face has a set look as he throws the letter to the ground and steps out into the night, pulling the hood of his hoodie over his hair and shoving his hands into his pockets as he walk on Wait, what the hell is it? Brian reaches down and picks up the letter, he stares and it and whistles under his breath El Fuego... Morty.... wait up... Act II The bar has a back alley type feel to it, with wooden panel walls covered in dusty pictures and ''cowboy'' style trinkets, like bull horns and guns. It looks none to clean, and the serving staff seem to be made up of scantily clad women, too young for retirement, too old to be working anywhere but a dive. Brian Blaze looks around and settles back into his chair Sleazy enough for you? Brian takes another appraising look around before nodding Yeah, not bad, and for your entertainment, it looks like a night in here without a fight would be like the pope not shitting in the woods........... wait Mortius can't help but smirk as he picks up his glass of Coke and sips at it while Brian looks down at his beer Getting empty, good man, another of your fine beers You trying to be funny kid? The barman, toothless and his cleanliness echoing that of his establishment approaches behind the bar Nah man, i'm enjoying your fine hops, another if you please The barman looks weary but picks up Blazes glass and starts to pour from what was once a sparkling silver tap, now rusted and squeaking as he pulls. Blaze turns to Mortius who seems engaged in his soft drink, like hes trying to stare the black glutonous liquid into submission You okay? Hell yes i am, i was gonna ask you the same thing, but then i thought ''do i care'' Ha, well yes, I'm fine, listen man, ive been thinking, i have an idea Oh no Hear me out ya big ass... Okay, what? Well i'm figuring that we need an outlet for saying what we need to say on our opponents every week Why? If i want to crush them i'll do it in the ring Fine, but we need to hype up the match, hype up the Disasterpiece, let the fans know we're there for them YOU need that, i don't give a shit about the god damn fans, the can all go hang The beer gets placed in front of Blaze and he takes a long drink before releasing a loud noisy breath Delicious, anyway... i was also thinking along those lines about the fact you never seem to agree with me on ANYTHING I do so, you little freak And you always argue Argue? Me, im here aren't i, i never argue, you wanna talk about arguin how about the fact you NEVER see things MY way See what i mean? Mortius looks at Blaze hard, after a few seconds he looks away Okay, you might have a point Jesus, did you just AGREE with me? I said you MIGHT have a point you little jumped up shit Ha, okay, okay. Well that got me thinking, how we can use that to our advantage... Mortius looks trepedously at his partner Yeah?... Yeah.... our own SHOW! Blaze flings his arms wide and his eyes light up like this is the best suggestion that has ever been suggested in the history of suggestions. Mortius just shakes his head No way Listen, this is what i mean, you and i never agree, im nice you're a dick, i respect opponents, you respect no one, it's perfect What do you mean dick? Honestly, the concept is sound, me and you have our own show, i say something on our opponents or our situation, and then YOU argue against it, like you always damn do, that way nothing changes but the fans get to see what we have to say I hate it You would, but that's my point, look, just do this for me, it'll be great, you know that The Disasterpiece is going places, well we need platform to do that from, a vehicle for us, it's perfect What the hells wrong with getting into the ring and beating the hell out of whoevers standing in our way? We do that too, this is for exposure, this is to boost our image No just DO IT Mortius looks around angrily at Blaze and pulls his fist back, ready like so many times before to start beating down on Mr. Sleaze. But he doesn't, for some reason he looks at Brian, seems to mentally catch himself and lowers his fist, the anger that lit up his eyes dull and he turns back to his drink. Blaze, whio was automatically raising his arms to defend, looks perplexed and lowers them, he doesn't say anything though and waits for his partner to speak ....Fine, we'll do it Blaze can't help himself How in the hell did i get you to agree to that without so much as a broken table? Leave it, i said i'd do it Mortius, if i didn't know better i'd say you might actually.... like me Blaze smiles as he gets the obvious reaction of Mortius spinning in his chair and lowly growling into his face Dont... push... it Okay buddy, now on to the important stuff... what should the show be called? Mortius sinks his head into his arms and groans I was thinking... DE-SASTER-BATE! No f**kin way Okay, maybe not, how about.... Just then words fill the air, not said by anyone in the room, the extatic groaning of a female accompanies the screams Ohhhh, Brian, you're AMAZING, harder, harder, harder, oh god, oh GOD, OH GOD... Brian at least has the decency to turn red at the raised eyebrows of Mortius That's my phone... i thought i'd changed that ringtone... erm.... give me a moment The screams of ecstacy continue as Brian pulls out the phone and clicks the button Yeah....................... Sorry i can't hear you............ give me a mo' He signals to Mortius that he's going outside, Mortius just shrugs and turns back to his drink until Brian is out of sight, he then reaches into his bag, right down the bottom and takes out a package, looking around to make sure Brian is occupied he pulls out a pair of purple wrestling tights, his usual style but with one major difference, the word DISASTERPIECE has been sewn down the right leg in black, a professional job. Mortius stares at them with a smile on his face, then shakes his head and puts them back into the bag, zipping up just as Brian comes in, he rushes up to his partner and spins him round with an excited look on his face Mortius... great news..... ACT III The camera opens as it strafes the screaming fans, the arena is packed out and every voice is raised as the camera finally pulled down to the ring, inside is set up two comfy chairs, one blue, one purple, on the ring canvas are the words The Disasterous Debate. Suddenly blue and purple fireworks explode from the stage, Slipknots ''Disasterpiece'' plays and the screen shows images, imcluding the most recent match, of the Disasterpiece, Brian Blaze and Mortius in their various matches. Then the men themselves step out onto the stage and the cheers just get louder. They are dressed in their out of ring clothes, Brian in blue jeans and his famous Jacket, and Mortius in Black jeans and a purple hoodie, Mortius ignores everyone as he steps to the ring and Blaze slaps as many hands as he can running from left to right down the ramp to try and catch as many fans as he can. He is still in the process as Mortius steps to the apron and over the top rope, going straight to the purple chair and sitting down, his hair flowing over and covering his features, that is the way he stays as Brian finally enters the ring, pulling two mics from his back pockets and laying one on the arm of the chair next to the still unmoved Mortius. Blaze then sits in his blue chair and looks out over the crowd Hello everyone, and welcome to the FIRST EVER DISASTEROUS DEBATE!!! The fans cheer once more and Brian waits for it to abate before conitnuing Man, these chairs are comfy... well anyway, the premise is simple guys, we're here to talk about our opponents this Overdrive, who we will mention in a minute... the idea is, i say something about our opponents, and Mortius, if he doesn't agree, speaks up and argues with me. Now if any of you guys knew Mortius from before you will know that he isn't the nicest of people. But i ask you to bear with him, boo if you want though, he seems to love that for some reason Brian smiles at Mortius, who still remains unmoving on the chair We, the Disasterpiece, felt that you fans deserved to get given something back, and so Mortius and i decided that this was the best way. And i don't mind telling you that i am EXTREMELY excited about this. Our own show, and as you can probably tell, me and Mortius are back baby, and back for good! The issues of before are put in the past, we are set to take this all the way to the top, The Monster Mortius and Mr.... ENTERTAINMENT! The fans take their cue to raise the roof one more time Now on to the subject of the evening The lights dim, and a dramatic base line plays out, a spotight appears in the ring in light blue, illuminating the center of the ring Overdrive, we will be facing...... On screen is a big picture of El Pablo and Krimzon Blaze, underneath are the words El Fuego. The crowd go absoloutly wild as Brian Blaze smiles out over the sea of fans That's right, this coming Overdrive we will be taking on the team of El Fuego. Now i want to start off with El Pablo The fans roar Yes, El Pablo, this is a man i have the greatest respect for, a man who's so respected and well liked that his fan base would would to the ends of the earth for him chants of El Pablo erupt I have to face him in this ring on Overdrive, and i have to say, i'm both loving and dreading the prospect of it. Mr. Entertainment has been through alot of obstacles and achieved alot here in CZW, i'm an ex T.V title holder, TWICE, current X Division champion, and not to mention King of Combat! El Pablo is no stranger to acolades himself though, He has the honor of being a past Heavyweight champion AND Intercontinental Champion, as well as El Fuego as a team holding the Tag Team gold. Using his skills as an ariel specialist he can overcome any obstacle, and has proved that size really doesn't matter.... in some cases Brian flashes a smile while the fans let out a small laugh, still on the chair beside Mortius hasn't moved, Blaze looks over at him and kind of shifts uneasily, but smoothly gets back on track El Pablo has shown what guts and determination can do, and yes, even though he's no Brian Blaze, he has shown a flare for entertaining the fans, even in the bloodiest of matches. I can't find a bad word to say about this man, and it will be an honor to beat someone of high a calibre as him, because to me, and all you out there in the audience and at home, it's obvious that El Pablo is as near to a perfect opponent as they come Bullshit The word is spoken in the low, velvet tones that makes Mortius' voice so recognisable, the sound is so sudden that Blaze starts and looks around, he hadn't even noticed his partner picking up the mic I take it it's your turn Brian smiles and Mortius, his hair still hung low so his expression can't be deciphered through his locks, continues I don't like this ''show'', believe me Blaze, i had no intention of actually joining in this little charad of yours, but that was the biggest bunch of crap i've ever heard in my life Blaze settles back with a knowing smirk, fully expecting this to happen he just waits for Mortius to speak up again How can you say, what was it? ''El Pablo is a near to perfect opponent'' or some such nonsense? If anything El Pablo has given us a masterclass in how to fail, how to get it wrong, and how to cling desperatly to a falling star. You know, i could almost have agreed with some of the honey glazed shit that was pouring out of your mouth... about a year ago. El Pablo went from strength to strength, proving how to use what you had to reach the top, but then what? He became the World Heavyweight Champion, a defining moment in his career and indeed CZW. Then do you remember what happened? Do you? Blaze looks over at the still obscured features of Mortius No, but i bet you'll tell us Mortius lets out a sound between a huff and a laugh The memories there, inside you, and all those in this audience and at home, but noone wants to remember what a f**kin mess he made of holding gold, all you want is sugar coated, rose tinted falsities of how he was sooooo great. From the moment he picked up that World Championship it was one beatdown after another, Every.... single... week. People wanted him, we know that any gold makes you a target, but you have to be able to take every challenge, to hold off your opposition. He couldn't, he was weak The crowd naturally boo his statement, for the first time Mortius flings his head back, flicking his hair over to see the deadly serious look on his face, a look, amplified on the big screen, that is enough to silence the fans Boo all you want, you know it's true, look back over the footage. He couldn't go one single week without being attacked and beaten down, he made his way to the top only to prove he didn't belong there. When you're a champion, especially when you hold our TOP gold, you hold the image and reputation of the company on your shoulders, and he made us look weak More bos follow, louder this time, instead of silencing them Mortius continues talking over the loudening noise It's true, and you all know it. I know FIRST HAND how weak El Pablo was, at his peak as world champ i faced him in a tag match with the Jackal, his partner was Ronnie McNeil, December 5th Overdrive, very nearly a year ago, you all remember what happened when he got in the ring with Mortius? Tell you what, let's take a look back The screen flashes and the image of Mortius is on screeen, El Pablo on the turnbuckle and the familiar voices of Jarred Daniels and William Masters on commentary Daniels: El Pablo is back up on the top turnbuckle… Flying Body Press onto Mortius… Mortius catches him. Masters: And he’s at the mercy of this man now… what will he do here to the champion. Daniels: Oh my god… that was a sickening thud as Mortius just dropped El Pablo in the sidewalk slam. Masters: And now he is eyeing up the Jackal… the Jackal looks like he wants in. Mortius going back over to El Pablo…picks him up… hard Scoop Slam. Daniels: You can see the pain on El Pablo’s face William. This man is a powerhouse and when he hits those slams they sure as hell hurt. And once again he has the champion up… Lifting Choke!!! Masters: Mortius just holding El Pablo up like a young child. Daniels: He’s stopping the oxygen getting to his brain. Mortius could end the match right here… and he drops him with another sickening crash. El Pablo is hurt. The screen goes black once more and the camera goes over to Mortius, who for the first time has a smile on his face Now you see why exactly i disagree with my tag partner here, that was at his PRIME! He was outclassed from day one, and inevitably lost the belt in spectacular fashion less than a month later. Then what? Well the only way was down, in the last year he's flitted around the tag devision and became Intercontinental Champion, and low and behold only LAST week he loses to the SAME MAN, once again in spectacular fashion. So what's next, he reached the top and is slowly slipping down, all i can say is Kirkland, watch out, because very soon El Pablo might just be on your case! Blaze interupts Mortius El Pablo, as much as you say he's slipping, he's where he never should have been, he doesn't deserve respect. has achieved great things, he's the longest reigning Intercontinental Champion in history Blaze, speak when your spoken to, shut up and listen, El Pablos reign was during a hiatus in CZW, when the best had left, what El Pablo had to contend with was the current T.V and Ultraviolent ranks as competators, funnily enough a rank where El Pablo excelled, as soon as the top tier returned Pablo was back to being embaressed and defeated, his title reign means NOTHING! The boos for that statement are the largest of the night as Mortius continues So you say you have a certain amount of trepidation going into this match Blaze, did you see the hell he went through last week? He won't even be fit to wrestle, but i'll say this, even on top form i never have and never will fear facing El....Pablo Mortis calmly puts his microphone back down on the arm of his chair and sinks back into his chair, obviously done. Blaze looks over at him, a little shocked at just how blatant Mortius was about his feelings. He takes a second to compose himself and then addresses the fans Well, we know what he thinks of Pablo, don't we The fans start chanting the word ''JEALOUS'' over and over, Mortius looks furious and looks over at Blaze with fire in his eyes Don't look at me buddy, i never said a word Blaze however, is finding it difficult to keep the smile from his face Okay, now onto our second opponent of the evening.... KRIMZON BLAZE! The name automatically gets a fantastic response from the audience Yes, my very namesake... The other Blaze. Krimzon Blaze is as adored as El Pablo, and for good reason, he has heart and tenacity unrivaled not only here in CZW, but anywhere in the world, a spectacular wrestler with amazing capabilities... Him and El Pablo together are the reason this is going to be the Disasterpiece's biggest challange to date. Krimzon Blaze made a name for himself as part of the duo Fire and Ice with Shawn Waters, but when he broke away from that he proved that Waters wasn't the only reason that team prospered, he's quick, dogged, and once he steps into the ring, is a focused individual. I know that facing him will be tough, but i still believe that we can overcome, we will come out on top, but Krimzon Blaze, El Pablo too in fact, are coming out of big time loses, and the fire has to be inside them to prove a point and get a win under them. I believe it won't be at Disasterpieces expense, but i won't take that for granted. To face someone like Krimzon Blaze you have to go into the match with every wit about you, you have to go in with confidence and it also wouldn't be a bad thing if you went in with the ability to have eyes on the back of your head. I've seen how fast he is, it's like he's everywhere all at once The crowd laugh as Brian continues El Ferugo are formidable for a reason, and El Pablo is a big part of that, but without the complimentary style and ability of Krimzon Blaze the team wouldn't be where they are. Krimzon Blae is the man with no fear, and not one to cross, we've all seen thatn he doesn't care who wrongs him, he WILL extract vengence, with no thought to his well being... focused, cunning, quick, agile, the full package. I still think that me and Mortius have what it takes, where would we be if we didn't have confidence? But this match is going to take everything we have, we have to be one unit, because we face a team that works just as that. We need to bring strength, we need to bring cunning, we need to bring Ace King! Blaze looks around puzzled at his partner, who has picked up his mic once more Ace? Yeah, Ace King, see i found a sure fire way to beat Krimzon Blaze. You go on about how in the ring he's focused, he's tenatious, well, once again Blaze, you're talking out your ass! The fans are quick to turn to boos once more as Blaze sinks back into his chair to let his partner speak Krimzon Blaze is the man nobody wants, the only reason he's at the top of the totum, the only reason he was in that match last week, the only reason he has been in ANY title match, is because you just want to shut the little runt up... oh it's true The crowd react by throwing things into the ring, debris from all sides falling just short of the chair You might be right Blaze, he is tenatious, but not in that ring, no, he FORCES himself to the top, not realising where his place is, he's been given pity shot after pity shot, and screwed EVERY one up. But i think he likes his name to be so high on the card he cant see it, i think it gives his fragile ego a little boost to think he belongs with the big boys, newsflash KB... YOU DON'T! You should be grateful you even have a job here, but no, you think you deserve something, you think you should be up there, why? because you've fought hard? because you're a legend in your own mind? You need taught that your place is at the bottom Krimzon, and you know what, i'm going to do you a favour and give you that lesson. Because when you step into the ring with me they'll be nothing to hide behind, you'll finally go bell to bell with a true monster, and i will make you regret the day you EVER thought to get above your station! Back to your so called focus though, yeah, you're suck a pathetic figur ethat you seem to get given undeserved shots, but what do you do? Throw them away... look at last week, what the hell were you thinking? You eliminate your buddy with a sneaky roll up, i applaude that, well done... but then you think it's CUDDLE time? Jesus, you DESERVE to get beaten, and not just in that ring. Everything was handed to you on a plate, hell you could have just played to your strengths and hidden away 'till the end of the match, but no, YOU decide to have a f**king hallmark moment in the middle of the ring surrounded by people that want to eliminate you, you have no sense at all, you choked your big moment, and not for the first time. What, do you think that you and El Pablo going around making jokes will substitute for inadequecy between the ropes? You have been proven small, weak, and ineffectual. Brian might think we have something to worry about, but hell, if your recent performance is anything to go by then, if by some miracle, we get into trouble i'll just need to wheel out King and watch you blub like a baby while i set you up for the Mortius Slam Mortius stands from his chair and looks into the camera lense El Fuego, you don't scare me, you don't worry me, the only thing you offer is an easy victory and a stepping stone on our way to the top. You see you have both been beaten, but because of your stupid stunts and kiss ass attitude, you have became men to beat. We WILL do so, and our reputation will cement as a true force in CZW, but in terms of compitition.... i'd rather face the Next Generation for more of a challange. You have both proven that you don't belong, Pablo, you should watch, because your ''partner'' has proven that his eye is so far off the ball it's not even in the same feild, you have both been beaten, you're not on top form, and the Disasterpiece have something to prove.... We will dominate, you will fall. Brian Blaze was right in one thing, we do have what it takes, and when it comes to you El Feugo... that's not much! Mortius throws down his mic and steps over the ropes without even looking towards Blaze. He steps up the ramp as Blaze gets out of his chair and addresses the fans Well, we all know that Mortius and me are of different minds, but hell, thats why this show, and us, work. We know what my buddy thinks, and we know what i think. But come overdrive words go out the window, Disasterpiece will bring everything we have to take on El Feugo, and ladies and gentlemen, i promise you one thing... it wil be Entertaining Disasterpiece by Slipknot plays once more as the lights come back up. Blaze goes out to sign a few autographs at ringside, Mortius having already made his way to the back |
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