Post by silverbaron on May 27, 2015 23:36:24 GMT -6
The Silver Baron opened his eyes to see that he was in a sky area. Sort of a sky city. Only it wasn't a majestic sky city. It was worn down, and in ruin he could see the clouds a dark shade of gray. It was then, that, he began to see spectres appear. Spectres of people he knew, and those who he had let down in the past.
Oblivion: Beautiful isn't it?
The Silver Baron turned around and saw his evil incarnation, sitting down on a skull throne. Oblivion chuckled, as the Silver Baron approached him.
Oblivion: I must congratulate you for coming this far Vega. You've passed the easier of the chakra paths. But now, according to how the paths work, this one might just be the most difficult of them to pass.
Silver Baron: What the fuck do you mean?!
Oblivion chuckled, as a spectre of Marlena passed him by.
Oblivion: Oh it's simple. Air chakra, as I've had this setting perfectly matched to what your heart displays, is about love, and grief is is what blocks this path. Causing great deal of corrosion in your soul.
The spectre of Marlena turned around, and looked directly at the Silver Baron. But this look was one of fear. The Silver Baron distinctly remembered that look. It was when she nearly got raped, but the Silver Baron had stepped in, and killed the attempted rapist. Inspite of saving his mother, she still looked at him with nothing but fear. The Silver Baron froze up at seeing that. Oblivion kept chuckling at his host's ordeal.
Oblivion: You'll never get past this one. Because you can't get over the fact you're feared by the people closest to you.
More and more spectres began to appear. One was fraser Freeman, who looked at the Silver Baron with slight disappointment. One was Nicole, who had a truly scared look on her face. One was Jade, who also had a fearful look. Even his other employees, from Quentin Sharpe, Craven, Skylar, and others were there, all giving him a distant look. He could hear their thoughts, of either fear of him, or disappointment.
Oblivion: This is indeed wonderful. My last losses are being more then made up for in this. Soon, the grief you have will indeed be far to much for you to properly function.
The Silver Baron looked down. He tried to step forward, but felt a great deal of resistance, as he felt chains wrap around his arms, and then they began to hang him in between two pillars that rose up from the ground.
Oblivion: It would be so much easier for you to just give in. But not nearly as fun.
The Silver Baron still struggled to move forward but couldn't. He felt a massive shock. He looked up to see Oblivion smiling.
Oblivion: Oh how I wish our father was still alive. That would be the final kicker wouldn't it? Seeing his son as a freak!
Oblivion got up off his throne, and began to walk towards the Silver Baron. Once he was close. He punched the Silver Baron in the gut. He smirked, and repeated the action. He would keep doing this, until the Silver Baron spat out some blood.
Oblivion: mom saw you as a freak, Tyler did, your uncle and cousin are legitimately afraid of you, and you know it. The only ones who never saw you as a freak, were Leon and Lacey. Of course they would rather my company. I know Lacey would, as she was the one who was able to free me from your pitiful attempt at locking me away.
Oblivion began to chuckle quite loudly, as he forced the Silver Baron to look at the spectres who were still giving him fearful looks. Suddenly, another spectre appeared. But this one was of somebody that the Silver Baron felt grief due to what happened, and he knew there was nothing he could have done. Oblivion continued to smirk when he saw who it was.
Oblivion: Well, speaking of our dearly departed old man, here he is.
The spectre of their father, Dannie, began to solidify a bit. He moved towards Oblivion, and sucker punched Oblivion. That caught both off guard.
Oblivion: What the fuck is this shit?
Dannie: Never...Call my son a freak!
Oblivion: Heh. Heheh. HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!
Oblivion got up, and continued to laugh. The sound of it echoed through the desolate city.
Oblivion: So, the spirit of the old man has decided to grace us with his presence. You know if you could do this, you should have done so before. Unless of course you didn't actually die and such.
Dannie walked over to Oblivion. Oblivion went for the punch this time, but Dannie blocked it, and held on to it. Eventually, Oblivion overcame Dannie, and the spirit's proverbial knees began to buckle.
Dannie: Vega. Mi hijo. My son. Listen to me. You cannot let your grief control you. Because it's what's causing your mind to be fractured, and letting this side of you exist.
Silver Baron: I...I know. But dad... I've let them all down. I couldn't protect my girls, I couldn't help my friends in time, and mom...She saw what I could become. If it weren't for this...fucken bloodline....I wouldn't have to deal with this.
Oblivion: Oh...Are you sure punto? You know there is a good chance that I could still exist, because MPD doesn't just exist for the members of the Knight clan.
Silver Baron: True. But...It wouldn't be like this. Wouldn't be to the point where I would sometimes feel physical pain, trying to deal with you!
Oblivion: Indeed.
Dannie: Vega. This is your mind. You have also become spiritually stronger. Please. Don't shut yourself out. Don't give up. Look beyond the grief!
Oblivion: Shut it, you piece of shit!
Oblivion managed to toss Dannie off to the side, before he began to throw rocks at the spirit. Dannie slowly got up, and looked at the Silver Baron.
Dannie: Hijo. I believe in you!
The Silver Baron's eyes widened, looking a bit hopeful. Oblivion snarled, as he stomped on the ground, and sent more rocks at Dannie. The silver baron then felt a pair of arms wrap around him, seeing Marlena's spectre hugging him. He then felt Nicole's head rest upon one shoulder, while Freeman's and Quentin's arms touched his other one, in support.
Silver Baron: I'm so sorry. Can you...Forgive me?
All of them nodded, before vanishing. The Silver Baron felt his strength return. He even saw that his heart area was glowing, along with the rest of the already opened chakra paths. Oblivion looked at the Silver Baron, who yanked the chains hard, and broke the pillars.
Oblivion: Oh for fuck's sake!
In a burst of raw strength, the Silver Baron swung the chains still wrapped around his arms, tied to two big boulders, up into the air. He then brought them down upon Oblivion, flooring his darker half. The skull throne that was behind him began to crack.
Dannie: Well done Vega. You've realized that you are still held in high regard by many people, me and your mother included.
Silver Baron: Thanks dad. But...How are you here?
Dannie: Does it matter?
Silver Baron: I...Suppose not.
The Silver Baron then noticed Oblivion managing to get out from underneath the boulders. The Silver Baron snarled, and yanked off the chains that were on his arms. Dannie looked at his son, and smiled, before fading away.
Silver Baron: Looks like you failed Oblivion.
Oblivion: Fuck. I would have thought your grief would have been a big roadblock. Damn that old man!
Silver Baron: More like praise be to him!
The Silver Baron grabbed Oblivion and slammed him down on the ground. He then picked up the chair, and made a long loop , before whipping it down onto Oblivion, who cried out in pain.
Silver Baron: It's time for you to pay for all that you've done to me!
The Silver Baron kept whipping away at Oblivion. After a few whips though, he wrapped the chain around one of his hands, making a chain fist. He then began to pummel Oblivion with that hand. But Oblivion merely began to chuckle, though it was a pained chuckle.
Silver Baron: What's so funny?
Oblivion: We're not so different. I can tell you're enjoying this.
Silver Baron: I'd be lying if I said I didn't. I'd also be lying if I said we aren't the same person. We are in the end.
Oblivion: Then stop hitting yourself.
The Silver Baron hit Oblivion one last time, before he freed his fist from the chain. He smirked at his darker half.
Silver Baron: Touche.
Oblivion: Well, I know you will take this aggression out on the poor sap that is Vince Jones. But regardless, what are you going to do about Vinnie? He can be tough.
Silver Baron: Emphasis on can be. Simply put, I'm gonna do to him what I did to you. Put him in his place!
Oblivion lifted his head up a bit, and chuckled. Something he seemed to enjoy. But considering he was the evil half of the Silver Baron, it madesense.
Oblivion: This isn't over though. Not by a long shot.
Silver Baron: Perhaps. But...I'm not backing down.
Oblivion nodded, and smirked for a second, before he passed out from the pain. The Silver Baron closed his eyes, and felt a massive pull.
The Silver Baron began to open his eyes, and saw that he was inside his office. He smiled, slowly waking up from the nap he had taken. But as he got up, he felt a bit of a headache form, along with some aches and pains.
Silver Baron: Fuck me running! That was intense.
The Silver Baron got up from his couch, and stretched. He slowly walked over to his desk, and pulled out a bottle of aspirin. He popped a pill out, and with the help from a glass of water that was on the desk from before, he consumed the pill.
Silver Baron: I got much to look forward to. Oblivion is right though. I can feel...my aggression running through my veins, and Vince is one poor, unfortunate soul for doing all he did, not just trying to pick a fight with me. Vince started this fight a long time ago, but I haven't done much to end it until now. Now, it's time to put him in his place!
The Silver Baron smirked, as he went over to his closet, and got his camera out. He set it up, before taking out a cigar, and a beer from his fridge. He began to record, before sitting in his desk chair.
Silver Baron: Ladies and gentlemen, it is that time upon us all. Time, for a pimp to put a bitch in its place, and a time, for said bitch, to learn their place, no matter what it takes.
For weeks now, Vince Jones and I have been trading the occasional blows back and forth, with me naturally being the one who has done the most damage. Hell just on last Mayhem, I outright did cost him a match, just to prove a point.
The Silver Baron smirked, recalling his subtle, yet effective way that he cost Vince Jones his match against Bob Brooks of all people. He uncapped his beer bottle, and took a swig.
Silver Baron: Yeah I know many were wondering why I cost him that match. Well now, you're about to get you're answer. Simply put, if he was even a quarter of a badass he claims to be, my distraction would not have hindered him. Or at the very least, I would have had to actually get involved to cost him the match.
But him getting distracted because I took some pictures, which are fucken gold by the way, just goes to show that he has fallen far. Now I won't say anything negative about Bob Brooks, he's got heart and is dating...I think....one of the most devilishly hot women ever. But ya know, had this been a year ago, well no chance that would have happened.
Especially since you like to claim you're the 'Big Man' of UWA. Well that means not a fucken thing to me, plus what the fuck have you done to ever prove that?
The Silver Baron opened up his desk drawer, and took out a couple things. One was a box of matches, and another, was a cigar cutter. He used the cutter to get the cigar ready, before taking out a match, striking it against the box, and using the flame to light the cigar. He took a drag of it, before blowing out the smoke.
Silver Baron: Now, as I was saying before... It was around a year ago, Vince did find somebody who actually showed him what it was like to truly be a badass, without even knowing it. He faced off against Fraser Freeman, the other original Knight, in some brutal matches. Vince even won a title during that feud. But then he took Freeman out. And his dissension began.
From having to cheat to win, and being called out on it, to well...last mayhem, you've become something of a joke. We've had other jokes here in UWA, but not quite like this. Yet the sad thing is, for some strange reason, which is far beyond me, you're seen as a big deal to some people.
The thing is, inspite of how I feel, I am looking at this match as a big deal, because there is no way I am going to lose to you, and have to work for you for a whole fucken month! Yeah, I issued the challenge, because I have full confidence in myself. And even though you aren't at the same level as you were last year, I still am taking this more seriously then you think.
Part of this deal, as to why I am eager to put you in your fucken place Vinnie, is because of what you did last year. Taking out one of my stable mates, was something I've let go on for to damn long. Partly because none of us were able to figure out if Freeman wanted to kill you, or let you be, considering he went AWOL on us.
You can consider that cowardice all you want, and perhaps, maybe it is. The fact you did that much to where Freeman personally went into hiding, was something I can't forget. Do I care to know what went on in his head to cause that? Hell no. I got my own problems in my skull that I don't need any more.
Point is for that, it doesn't matter what started us off to get to this point. I am going to do what i should have done before, but was to busy until now to do. I'm going to make you hurt Vince. I am going to expose you for the faker you are!
The Silver Baron now had a full on angry look on his face. He was glaring at the camera to the point if looks could kill and destroy, the camera would have exploded. He took another drag of his cigar, before his angry look turned into more of a subtle smirk.
Silver Baron: You try to come across as this ghetto man, who's had to fight. But your legitimacy is questionable, considering you have an agent...not a very good one at that, the way you keep following his advice. It's already bad enough you're not in the best position, but you have an agent that has been screwing you over.
That aside, there are other things that show that you're not the big deal you claim to be. The first point, was something thatg everyone knows, and i briefly talked about. In order to defeatAshley Kenyon, you had to use a loaded glove to win. And guess what? She exposed you as a cheater, and then exposed you even further by showing that you couldn't defeat her without cheating. Hence why this match isn't for a title, because you don't have one, and as sad as it is, neither do I. At least I'm humble enough to admit that when I fought Jeszika Gautier for the world title, she beat me clean in one of UWA's finest matches.
The second point though, is what you've done after that? Did you try to go after Ashely to prove her wrong? No. Did you challenge anyone else for a title? No. All you did, was go after Amy Zing. Yeah you won, but the fact you had to defeat her in order to look tough was not fooling anybody.
But of course, another point is losing to Bob Brooks. Yes I cost you the match, but hey, like I said, and I can't stress this enough...if you were the big deal you claim to be, my interference wouldn't have mattered!
The Silver Baron took one last drag of his cigar, before he put it down in his ashtray. He took a big gulp of his beer, before he chuckled a little bit.
Silver Baron: but as for me, well you can ask anyone. Anyone who has provoked me, has been dealt with personally. Even family. And the next person who's going to know how I take care of business, is you Vince.
I am going to show you what it's like, to go against somebody who...Can say that they get a certain enjoyment out of delivering punishment! I am going to show you, i can take what you got, and deliver it back ten fold! I am going to beat you down so damn badly, it will make the Baltimore riot look like an everyday minor occurrence!
Because Vinnie, you will feel the wrath of a real, true, career changing pimp hand, from THE hardcore pimp, Silver Baron. You might as well pack your bags and settle in for the next little while, because no amount of gangster talk, disrespect towards anyone who tells you wrong, or other shit you try to pull off to make you look better...non of that's gonna help. It's going to harm you even further!
The Silver Baron began to chuckle once again. After a few seconds he stopped and grabbed his beer, and raised it up.
Silver Baron: To putting you in your place bitch. Cheers!
The Silver Baron smirked, as he slightly moved the beer bottle forward, as if there were others to clink bottles with. He then consumed the rest of the beer, before shutting off the camera.
Oblivion: Beautiful isn't it?
The Silver Baron turned around and saw his evil incarnation, sitting down on a skull throne. Oblivion chuckled, as the Silver Baron approached him.
Oblivion: I must congratulate you for coming this far Vega. You've passed the easier of the chakra paths. But now, according to how the paths work, this one might just be the most difficult of them to pass.
Silver Baron: What the fuck do you mean?!
Oblivion chuckled, as a spectre of Marlena passed him by.
Oblivion: Oh it's simple. Air chakra, as I've had this setting perfectly matched to what your heart displays, is about love, and grief is is what blocks this path. Causing great deal of corrosion in your soul.
The spectre of Marlena turned around, and looked directly at the Silver Baron. But this look was one of fear. The Silver Baron distinctly remembered that look. It was when she nearly got raped, but the Silver Baron had stepped in, and killed the attempted rapist. Inspite of saving his mother, she still looked at him with nothing but fear. The Silver Baron froze up at seeing that. Oblivion kept chuckling at his host's ordeal.
Oblivion: You'll never get past this one. Because you can't get over the fact you're feared by the people closest to you.
More and more spectres began to appear. One was fraser Freeman, who looked at the Silver Baron with slight disappointment. One was Nicole, who had a truly scared look on her face. One was Jade, who also had a fearful look. Even his other employees, from Quentin Sharpe, Craven, Skylar, and others were there, all giving him a distant look. He could hear their thoughts, of either fear of him, or disappointment.
Oblivion: This is indeed wonderful. My last losses are being more then made up for in this. Soon, the grief you have will indeed be far to much for you to properly function.
The Silver Baron looked down. He tried to step forward, but felt a great deal of resistance, as he felt chains wrap around his arms, and then they began to hang him in between two pillars that rose up from the ground.
Oblivion: It would be so much easier for you to just give in. But not nearly as fun.
The Silver Baron still struggled to move forward but couldn't. He felt a massive shock. He looked up to see Oblivion smiling.
Oblivion: Oh how I wish our father was still alive. That would be the final kicker wouldn't it? Seeing his son as a freak!
Oblivion got up off his throne, and began to walk towards the Silver Baron. Once he was close. He punched the Silver Baron in the gut. He smirked, and repeated the action. He would keep doing this, until the Silver Baron spat out some blood.
Oblivion: mom saw you as a freak, Tyler did, your uncle and cousin are legitimately afraid of you, and you know it. The only ones who never saw you as a freak, were Leon and Lacey. Of course they would rather my company. I know Lacey would, as she was the one who was able to free me from your pitiful attempt at locking me away.
Oblivion began to chuckle quite loudly, as he forced the Silver Baron to look at the spectres who were still giving him fearful looks. Suddenly, another spectre appeared. But this one was of somebody that the Silver Baron felt grief due to what happened, and he knew there was nothing he could have done. Oblivion continued to smirk when he saw who it was.
Oblivion: Well, speaking of our dearly departed old man, here he is.
The spectre of their father, Dannie, began to solidify a bit. He moved towards Oblivion, and sucker punched Oblivion. That caught both off guard.
Oblivion: What the fuck is this shit?
Dannie: Never...Call my son a freak!
Oblivion: Heh. Heheh. HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!
Oblivion got up, and continued to laugh. The sound of it echoed through the desolate city.
Oblivion: So, the spirit of the old man has decided to grace us with his presence. You know if you could do this, you should have done so before. Unless of course you didn't actually die and such.
Dannie walked over to Oblivion. Oblivion went for the punch this time, but Dannie blocked it, and held on to it. Eventually, Oblivion overcame Dannie, and the spirit's proverbial knees began to buckle.
Dannie: Vega. Mi hijo. My son. Listen to me. You cannot let your grief control you. Because it's what's causing your mind to be fractured, and letting this side of you exist.
Silver Baron: I...I know. But dad... I've let them all down. I couldn't protect my girls, I couldn't help my friends in time, and mom...She saw what I could become. If it weren't for this...fucken bloodline....I wouldn't have to deal with this.
Oblivion: Oh...Are you sure punto? You know there is a good chance that I could still exist, because MPD doesn't just exist for the members of the Knight clan.
Silver Baron: True. But...It wouldn't be like this. Wouldn't be to the point where I would sometimes feel physical pain, trying to deal with you!
Oblivion: Indeed.
Dannie: Vega. This is your mind. You have also become spiritually stronger. Please. Don't shut yourself out. Don't give up. Look beyond the grief!
Oblivion: Shut it, you piece of shit!
Oblivion managed to toss Dannie off to the side, before he began to throw rocks at the spirit. Dannie slowly got up, and looked at the Silver Baron.
Dannie: Hijo. I believe in you!
The Silver Baron's eyes widened, looking a bit hopeful. Oblivion snarled, as he stomped on the ground, and sent more rocks at Dannie. The silver baron then felt a pair of arms wrap around him, seeing Marlena's spectre hugging him. He then felt Nicole's head rest upon one shoulder, while Freeman's and Quentin's arms touched his other one, in support.
Silver Baron: I'm so sorry. Can you...Forgive me?
All of them nodded, before vanishing. The Silver Baron felt his strength return. He even saw that his heart area was glowing, along with the rest of the already opened chakra paths. Oblivion looked at the Silver Baron, who yanked the chains hard, and broke the pillars.
Oblivion: Oh for fuck's sake!
In a burst of raw strength, the Silver Baron swung the chains still wrapped around his arms, tied to two big boulders, up into the air. He then brought them down upon Oblivion, flooring his darker half. The skull throne that was behind him began to crack.
Dannie: Well done Vega. You've realized that you are still held in high regard by many people, me and your mother included.
Silver Baron: Thanks dad. But...How are you here?
Dannie: Does it matter?
Silver Baron: I...Suppose not.
The Silver Baron then noticed Oblivion managing to get out from underneath the boulders. The Silver Baron snarled, and yanked off the chains that were on his arms. Dannie looked at his son, and smiled, before fading away.
Silver Baron: Looks like you failed Oblivion.
Oblivion: Fuck. I would have thought your grief would have been a big roadblock. Damn that old man!
Silver Baron: More like praise be to him!
The Silver Baron grabbed Oblivion and slammed him down on the ground. He then picked up the chair, and made a long loop , before whipping it down onto Oblivion, who cried out in pain.
Silver Baron: It's time for you to pay for all that you've done to me!
The Silver Baron kept whipping away at Oblivion. After a few whips though, he wrapped the chain around one of his hands, making a chain fist. He then began to pummel Oblivion with that hand. But Oblivion merely began to chuckle, though it was a pained chuckle.
Silver Baron: What's so funny?
Oblivion: We're not so different. I can tell you're enjoying this.
Silver Baron: I'd be lying if I said I didn't. I'd also be lying if I said we aren't the same person. We are in the end.
Oblivion: Then stop hitting yourself.
The Silver Baron hit Oblivion one last time, before he freed his fist from the chain. He smirked at his darker half.
Silver Baron: Touche.
Oblivion: Well, I know you will take this aggression out on the poor sap that is Vince Jones. But regardless, what are you going to do about Vinnie? He can be tough.
Silver Baron: Emphasis on can be. Simply put, I'm gonna do to him what I did to you. Put him in his place!
Oblivion lifted his head up a bit, and chuckled. Something he seemed to enjoy. But considering he was the evil half of the Silver Baron, it madesense.
Oblivion: This isn't over though. Not by a long shot.
Silver Baron: Perhaps. But...I'm not backing down.
Oblivion nodded, and smirked for a second, before he passed out from the pain. The Silver Baron closed his eyes, and felt a massive pull.
The Silver Baron began to open his eyes, and saw that he was inside his office. He smiled, slowly waking up from the nap he had taken. But as he got up, he felt a bit of a headache form, along with some aches and pains.
Silver Baron: Fuck me running! That was intense.
The Silver Baron got up from his couch, and stretched. He slowly walked over to his desk, and pulled out a bottle of aspirin. He popped a pill out, and with the help from a glass of water that was on the desk from before, he consumed the pill.
Silver Baron: I got much to look forward to. Oblivion is right though. I can feel...my aggression running through my veins, and Vince is one poor, unfortunate soul for doing all he did, not just trying to pick a fight with me. Vince started this fight a long time ago, but I haven't done much to end it until now. Now, it's time to put him in his place!
The Silver Baron smirked, as he went over to his closet, and got his camera out. He set it up, before taking out a cigar, and a beer from his fridge. He began to record, before sitting in his desk chair.
Silver Baron: Ladies and gentlemen, it is that time upon us all. Time, for a pimp to put a bitch in its place, and a time, for said bitch, to learn their place, no matter what it takes.
For weeks now, Vince Jones and I have been trading the occasional blows back and forth, with me naturally being the one who has done the most damage. Hell just on last Mayhem, I outright did cost him a match, just to prove a point.
The Silver Baron smirked, recalling his subtle, yet effective way that he cost Vince Jones his match against Bob Brooks of all people. He uncapped his beer bottle, and took a swig.
Silver Baron: Yeah I know many were wondering why I cost him that match. Well now, you're about to get you're answer. Simply put, if he was even a quarter of a badass he claims to be, my distraction would not have hindered him. Or at the very least, I would have had to actually get involved to cost him the match.
But him getting distracted because I took some pictures, which are fucken gold by the way, just goes to show that he has fallen far. Now I won't say anything negative about Bob Brooks, he's got heart and is dating...I think....one of the most devilishly hot women ever. But ya know, had this been a year ago, well no chance that would have happened.
Especially since you like to claim you're the 'Big Man' of UWA. Well that means not a fucken thing to me, plus what the fuck have you done to ever prove that?
The Silver Baron opened up his desk drawer, and took out a couple things. One was a box of matches, and another, was a cigar cutter. He used the cutter to get the cigar ready, before taking out a match, striking it against the box, and using the flame to light the cigar. He took a drag of it, before blowing out the smoke.
Silver Baron: Now, as I was saying before... It was around a year ago, Vince did find somebody who actually showed him what it was like to truly be a badass, without even knowing it. He faced off against Fraser Freeman, the other original Knight, in some brutal matches. Vince even won a title during that feud. But then he took Freeman out. And his dissension began.
From having to cheat to win, and being called out on it, to well...last mayhem, you've become something of a joke. We've had other jokes here in UWA, but not quite like this. Yet the sad thing is, for some strange reason, which is far beyond me, you're seen as a big deal to some people.
The thing is, inspite of how I feel, I am looking at this match as a big deal, because there is no way I am going to lose to you, and have to work for you for a whole fucken month! Yeah, I issued the challenge, because I have full confidence in myself. And even though you aren't at the same level as you were last year, I still am taking this more seriously then you think.
Part of this deal, as to why I am eager to put you in your fucken place Vinnie, is because of what you did last year. Taking out one of my stable mates, was something I've let go on for to damn long. Partly because none of us were able to figure out if Freeman wanted to kill you, or let you be, considering he went AWOL on us.
You can consider that cowardice all you want, and perhaps, maybe it is. The fact you did that much to where Freeman personally went into hiding, was something I can't forget. Do I care to know what went on in his head to cause that? Hell no. I got my own problems in my skull that I don't need any more.
Point is for that, it doesn't matter what started us off to get to this point. I am going to do what i should have done before, but was to busy until now to do. I'm going to make you hurt Vince. I am going to expose you for the faker you are!
The Silver Baron now had a full on angry look on his face. He was glaring at the camera to the point if looks could kill and destroy, the camera would have exploded. He took another drag of his cigar, before his angry look turned into more of a subtle smirk.
Silver Baron: You try to come across as this ghetto man, who's had to fight. But your legitimacy is questionable, considering you have an agent...not a very good one at that, the way you keep following his advice. It's already bad enough you're not in the best position, but you have an agent that has been screwing you over.
That aside, there are other things that show that you're not the big deal you claim to be. The first point, was something thatg everyone knows, and i briefly talked about. In order to defeatAshley Kenyon, you had to use a loaded glove to win. And guess what? She exposed you as a cheater, and then exposed you even further by showing that you couldn't defeat her without cheating. Hence why this match isn't for a title, because you don't have one, and as sad as it is, neither do I. At least I'm humble enough to admit that when I fought Jeszika Gautier for the world title, she beat me clean in one of UWA's finest matches.
The second point though, is what you've done after that? Did you try to go after Ashely to prove her wrong? No. Did you challenge anyone else for a title? No. All you did, was go after Amy Zing. Yeah you won, but the fact you had to defeat her in order to look tough was not fooling anybody.
But of course, another point is losing to Bob Brooks. Yes I cost you the match, but hey, like I said, and I can't stress this enough...if you were the big deal you claim to be, my interference wouldn't have mattered!
The Silver Baron took one last drag of his cigar, before he put it down in his ashtray. He took a big gulp of his beer, before he chuckled a little bit.
Silver Baron: but as for me, well you can ask anyone. Anyone who has provoked me, has been dealt with personally. Even family. And the next person who's going to know how I take care of business, is you Vince.
I am going to show you what it's like, to go against somebody who...Can say that they get a certain enjoyment out of delivering punishment! I am going to show you, i can take what you got, and deliver it back ten fold! I am going to beat you down so damn badly, it will make the Baltimore riot look like an everyday minor occurrence!
Because Vinnie, you will feel the wrath of a real, true, career changing pimp hand, from THE hardcore pimp, Silver Baron. You might as well pack your bags and settle in for the next little while, because no amount of gangster talk, disrespect towards anyone who tells you wrong, or other shit you try to pull off to make you look better...non of that's gonna help. It's going to harm you even further!
The Silver Baron began to chuckle once again. After a few seconds he stopped and grabbed his beer, and raised it up.
Silver Baron: To putting you in your place bitch. Cheers!
The Silver Baron smirked, as he slightly moved the beer bottle forward, as if there were others to clink bottles with. He then consumed the rest of the beer, before shutting off the camera.
