Post by silverbaron on Jun 10, 2015 21:16:15 GMT -6
Empty bottles and white powder was littered on the floor of the Silver Baron's office. However outside the office, Nicole, along with a few of the other girls who worked for the Silver Baron, were outside his office, looking in as the door was slightly ajar. They could hear the sound of puke, as the Silver Baron was indeed puking his guts out.
Nicole: Ummmm.....Boss? You alright in there?
Silver Baron: The fuck do you think bitch?!
The girls were taken aback a bit by this, as the Silver Baron was usually nice to them, even when he was suffering from a binge induced hangover.
After a minute, the Silver Baron stopped puking, and opened the door a bit more.
Silver Baron: I'm sorry girls. Look I appreciate the fact that you girls care, but I have just been having a rough fucken time.
Nicole: Because you lost at Spring Slaughter
Silver Baron: Yes. I should not have lost. But I did. Why? Because I got so many fucken things going on at once I can't fucken concentrate!
Red head: Boss, quit having these poor me moments. It isn't like you.
Nicole: AZURA!
Azura: What?
Nicole: Even though it isn't right for our studly boss to have such moments, you do not...I repeat, do not talk to him like that. You've been here long enough to know that.
Silver Baron: I appreciate the concern Nicole, but the bitch is right. Need not worry. Shit is going to be done. Mark my words, Vince Jones is going to pay, as will Freeman, Hunter, Artemis, and that bastard who is my old fucken man!
The Silver Baron sighed. Nicole then remembered there was a reason why she wanted to speak to the Silver Baron. She had his mail. She handed it to him, and he nodded in thanks. He then proceeded back into his office, but then looked back towards the girls there.
Silver Baron: You know what...Fuck it. Azura. You're being promoted. So as long Jade's gone, you're coming with me and Nicole.
Azura: Really?
Silver Baron: Yup.
Azura gave a bit of an excited squeeling like sound, while Nicole shook her head. She then glared at the Silver Baron.
Silver Baron: What?
Nicole: Really boss? So soon?
Silver Baron: I got appearances to keep up, so really it's the only choice I could make.
Nicole: But...her?
Azura: What's wrong with me bitch?
Nicole: You're annoying.
Azura was about to lunge towards Nicole, but the other girls there grabbed the two and kept them away from each other. The Silver baron chuckled.
Silver Baron: get used to it girls. But I do want to speak with the both of you, alone in a couple hours.
There was a big ooooh sound from all the girls, know exactly what the Silver Baron had meant. The Silver Baron chuckled, before he went back into his office, and closed the door. He almost puked again, but not based on how he was feeling, but due to the smell.
Oblivion: What a mess, eh?
That got Silver Baron's attention. He looked around for a second, before turning to his wall mirror, seeing Oblivion instead of his reflection.
Oblivion: Been in the dumps lately? As amusing as it is on my part, we need to talk.
Silver Baron: What do you want?
Oblivion: Nothing much. But you've really let me down man. The one who has been overcoming all the mental obstacles, lost to Vince Jones. The image of stereotypical black man.
Silver Baron: You're fucken point?
Oblivion: Well you deserve to be his bitch. But I don't!
Silver Baron: Huh?
Oblivion: Oh it's quite simple. See it's only you, who is the bitch. Not me. So this really is the only time we can actually, you know...Co-operate and such.
Silver Baron: As much as I hate to admit it, you have a point.
Oblivion: I always do, fucktard.
Silver Baron: Says the one born from my own mind.
Oblivion: Touche, asshole.
Silver Baron: Won't deny I can be one. Anything else?
Oblivion: Well we might as well find out if the old man was actually telling the fucken truth or not.
The Silver Baron nodded. He put most of his mail on the desk, except for one manilla envelope. He opened it up, and had a look at the paper, which was a legal, DNA test confirmation.
Oblivion: Well, looks like the old conger was honest with us.
Silver Baron: That...That doesn't change the fact I want to hurt him!
Oblivion: Oh? So you do? You sure that's not me infecting your mind?
Silver Baron: Absolutely not! I want him to feel pain. Without killing him, he won't be able to feel the pain I have for years so...Fuck!
Oblivion: So you realize that we're not so different. About fucken time!
Silver Baron: I...
Oblivion chuckled, as the Silver Baron couldn't come up with a good counter argument. He clutched the paper, and threw it away, before kicking a wall.
Silver Baron: The sad thing is...I know he's telling the truth. And the truth is, I can't blame him one bit. It probably hurt him more then we realize to be away. But still. I doubt I can ever forgive him.
Oblivion: Yet you said you can't blame him for doing what he did.
Silver Baron: Yeah. Because if I was ever in that position, where I HAD to help, to keep my family safe, there would be no second thoughts about it.
Oblivion: So as long as we get to kill, I'm cool with that.
Silver Baron: Yeah...I'm sure you are.
It was then, that a rare moment between the two personalities happened. They both chuckled, at the same thing, at the same time.
Oblivion: See, we're not so different, you and I.
Silver Baron: I can agree. Especially these days.
Oblivion: that's what I like to hear. But I wonder. What does this mean for our opponent, Danika Bayne?
Silver Baron: Yeah. The bitch behind the Children of Nephilim. What does it mean, oh smart one?
Oblivion chuckled at Silver Baron's remark.
Oblivion: I don't know, you tell me.
This time, it was the Silver Baron's turn to chuckle.
Silver Baron: It means she's gonna face the same exact fate McBride did. Destroyed by the pimp hand. Because no matter how you look at it, the children, inspite of a big loss before, were still a threat until I pimp smacked McBride. After that, they spiralled down into obscurity. The only reason why they remain relevant, is because another douche wants the so called 'glory' of taking them out. Well that's just not going to happen, because what he struggles with, we do with ease.
Oblivion: That we do Vega.
Silver Baron: Still though...not a whole lot has been going good lately. Bad enough I'm having a civil conversation with you. But I suppose there are worse things.
Oblivion: There can be.
Silver Baron: Still....Danika will have no idea what's coming for her. I'm pretty pissed off at a few things. Dad...Myself for losing to Vince, Freeman suddenly returning after I wasted my time trying to find him, Jade, and just general shit trying to get my head straight.
Oblivion: Yeah that last one I'm especially enjoying see you fail at.
Silver Baron: You would.
Oblivion chuckled at the Silver Baron, while the Silver Baron scowled.
Silver Baron: But no matter what she says, or even does, what with her pretend satanic shit and whatnot...Danika won't win. Her getting defeated will only be if I'm feeling merciful.
Oblivion: I know. You're seeing things how they are, and embracing your rage. Good. But what about Vince.
Silver Baron: Well...He's going to wish he laid down and let me beat him. Because when I'm through with him, I'm going to make him suffer. I'll make him into an even bigger joke, and then...I'll takeaway everything that he cherishes, if he does. When that's done...Vince Jones will be a footnote in my ascension.
Oblivion: Good. Anyways, I'll leave ya be for now. You've done all the torture to yourself that I don't even need to bother.
Silver Baron: Oh fuck off.
Oblivion: Oh I'll be doing some fucking around eventually. Until then...Well show them why you're UWA's notorious pimp. After you get used to the smell of your own puke, of course.
Silver Baron: What the-
Oblivion chuckled, before vanishing. The Silver Baron saw his reflection, but felt another bout of puke coming, and got to his already full waste basket, and puked, causing an overflow. The Silver Baron then sat up against the wall, and ran his fingers through his hair, just trying to get more positive thoughts into his head.
Nicole: Ummmm.....Boss? You alright in there?
Silver Baron: The fuck do you think bitch?!
The girls were taken aback a bit by this, as the Silver Baron was usually nice to them, even when he was suffering from a binge induced hangover.
After a minute, the Silver Baron stopped puking, and opened the door a bit more.
Silver Baron: I'm sorry girls. Look I appreciate the fact that you girls care, but I have just been having a rough fucken time.
Nicole: Because you lost at Spring Slaughter
Silver Baron: Yes. I should not have lost. But I did. Why? Because I got so many fucken things going on at once I can't fucken concentrate!
Red head: Boss, quit having these poor me moments. It isn't like you.
Nicole: AZURA!
Azura: What?
Nicole: Even though it isn't right for our studly boss to have such moments, you do not...I repeat, do not talk to him like that. You've been here long enough to know that.
Silver Baron: I appreciate the concern Nicole, but the bitch is right. Need not worry. Shit is going to be done. Mark my words, Vince Jones is going to pay, as will Freeman, Hunter, Artemis, and that bastard who is my old fucken man!
The Silver Baron sighed. Nicole then remembered there was a reason why she wanted to speak to the Silver Baron. She had his mail. She handed it to him, and he nodded in thanks. He then proceeded back into his office, but then looked back towards the girls there.
Silver Baron: You know what...Fuck it. Azura. You're being promoted. So as long Jade's gone, you're coming with me and Nicole.
Azura: Really?
Silver Baron: Yup.
Azura gave a bit of an excited squeeling like sound, while Nicole shook her head. She then glared at the Silver Baron.
Silver Baron: What?
Nicole: Really boss? So soon?
Silver Baron: I got appearances to keep up, so really it's the only choice I could make.
Nicole: But...her?
Azura: What's wrong with me bitch?
Nicole: You're annoying.
Azura was about to lunge towards Nicole, but the other girls there grabbed the two and kept them away from each other. The Silver baron chuckled.
Silver Baron: get used to it girls. But I do want to speak with the both of you, alone in a couple hours.
There was a big ooooh sound from all the girls, know exactly what the Silver Baron had meant. The Silver Baron chuckled, before he went back into his office, and closed the door. He almost puked again, but not based on how he was feeling, but due to the smell.
Oblivion: What a mess, eh?
That got Silver Baron's attention. He looked around for a second, before turning to his wall mirror, seeing Oblivion instead of his reflection.
Oblivion: Been in the dumps lately? As amusing as it is on my part, we need to talk.
Silver Baron: What do you want?
Oblivion: Nothing much. But you've really let me down man. The one who has been overcoming all the mental obstacles, lost to Vince Jones. The image of stereotypical black man.
Silver Baron: You're fucken point?
Oblivion: Well you deserve to be his bitch. But I don't!
Silver Baron: Huh?
Oblivion: Oh it's quite simple. See it's only you, who is the bitch. Not me. So this really is the only time we can actually, you know...Co-operate and such.
Silver Baron: As much as I hate to admit it, you have a point.
Oblivion: I always do, fucktard.
Silver Baron: Says the one born from my own mind.
Oblivion: Touche, asshole.
Silver Baron: Won't deny I can be one. Anything else?
Oblivion: Well we might as well find out if the old man was actually telling the fucken truth or not.
The Silver Baron nodded. He put most of his mail on the desk, except for one manilla envelope. He opened it up, and had a look at the paper, which was a legal, DNA test confirmation.
Oblivion: Well, looks like the old conger was honest with us.
Silver Baron: That...That doesn't change the fact I want to hurt him!
Oblivion: Oh? So you do? You sure that's not me infecting your mind?
Silver Baron: Absolutely not! I want him to feel pain. Without killing him, he won't be able to feel the pain I have for years so...Fuck!
Oblivion: So you realize that we're not so different. About fucken time!
Silver Baron: I...
Oblivion chuckled, as the Silver Baron couldn't come up with a good counter argument. He clutched the paper, and threw it away, before kicking a wall.
Silver Baron: The sad thing is...I know he's telling the truth. And the truth is, I can't blame him one bit. It probably hurt him more then we realize to be away. But still. I doubt I can ever forgive him.
Oblivion: Yet you said you can't blame him for doing what he did.
Silver Baron: Yeah. Because if I was ever in that position, where I HAD to help, to keep my family safe, there would be no second thoughts about it.
Oblivion: So as long as we get to kill, I'm cool with that.
Silver Baron: Yeah...I'm sure you are.
It was then, that a rare moment between the two personalities happened. They both chuckled, at the same thing, at the same time.
Oblivion: See, we're not so different, you and I.
Silver Baron: I can agree. Especially these days.
Oblivion: that's what I like to hear. But I wonder. What does this mean for our opponent, Danika Bayne?
Silver Baron: Yeah. The bitch behind the Children of Nephilim. What does it mean, oh smart one?
Oblivion chuckled at Silver Baron's remark.
Oblivion: I don't know, you tell me.
This time, it was the Silver Baron's turn to chuckle.
Silver Baron: It means she's gonna face the same exact fate McBride did. Destroyed by the pimp hand. Because no matter how you look at it, the children, inspite of a big loss before, were still a threat until I pimp smacked McBride. After that, they spiralled down into obscurity. The only reason why they remain relevant, is because another douche wants the so called 'glory' of taking them out. Well that's just not going to happen, because what he struggles with, we do with ease.
Oblivion: That we do Vega.
Silver Baron: Still though...not a whole lot has been going good lately. Bad enough I'm having a civil conversation with you. But I suppose there are worse things.
Oblivion: There can be.
Silver Baron: Still....Danika will have no idea what's coming for her. I'm pretty pissed off at a few things. Dad...Myself for losing to Vince, Freeman suddenly returning after I wasted my time trying to find him, Jade, and just general shit trying to get my head straight.
Oblivion: Yeah that last one I'm especially enjoying see you fail at.
Silver Baron: You would.
Oblivion chuckled at the Silver Baron, while the Silver Baron scowled.
Silver Baron: But no matter what she says, or even does, what with her pretend satanic shit and whatnot...Danika won't win. Her getting defeated will only be if I'm feeling merciful.
Oblivion: I know. You're seeing things how they are, and embracing your rage. Good. But what about Vince.
Silver Baron: Well...He's going to wish he laid down and let me beat him. Because when I'm through with him, I'm going to make him suffer. I'll make him into an even bigger joke, and then...I'll takeaway everything that he cherishes, if he does. When that's done...Vince Jones will be a footnote in my ascension.
Oblivion: Good. Anyways, I'll leave ya be for now. You've done all the torture to yourself that I don't even need to bother.
Silver Baron: Oh fuck off.
Oblivion: Oh I'll be doing some fucking around eventually. Until then...Well show them why you're UWA's notorious pimp. After you get used to the smell of your own puke, of course.
Silver Baron: What the-
Oblivion chuckled, before vanishing. The Silver Baron saw his reflection, but felt another bout of puke coming, and got to his already full waste basket, and puked, causing an overflow. The Silver Baron then sat up against the wall, and ran his fingers through his hair, just trying to get more positive thoughts into his head.
