Post by silverbaron on May 28, 2014 21:00:51 GMT -6
The events of the recent Monday Night Mayhem had generated alot of buzz. The Silver Baron had clearly been shaken to his very core about what had happened to his main employee, and somebody who he had considered a friend and confidant, Nicole.
People had even approached him to offer sympathy, but for the most part, he was muted. Nothing said. He had essentially fallen into a silent trance, only barely managing the operations of the pleasure dome.
He was now currently in the hospital to see Nicole. She was recovering just fine, and would be released very soon. She was currently just sleeping, as the Silver Baron brushed a few strands of her hair to the side, before he sat down. He let a few tears loose.
He was suddenly startled by his thoughts, as he heard the door open. It was Fraser Freeman who walked in. The Silver Baron sighed, and rubbed his temples.
Fraser Freeman: You doing any better mate?
Silver Baron: Not fucken really.
Fraser Freeman: Yeah. For what it's worth, I am sorry.
Silver Baron: Hmph. You need not be. We let them party on their own that night. But...That dickwad, Stalker Knight...he will be sorry. More sorry then anything else.
Fraser Freeman: Yeah mate. I want to whoop his ass after what happened.
Silver Baron: You don't understand. Well maybe you do, but not truly. But...
Fraser Freeman: But what?
The Silver Baron glared at Freeman for a minute. He sighed, promptly getting up.
Silver Baron: Nothing. Just...take me back to the dome.
Fraser Freeman: Whoah there. Didn't you drive here?
Silver Baron: Your girl wouldn't let me. Said I was to fucken drunk, and coked off my ass. Sadly, she was right.
Fraser Freeman: Ah well at least she's concerned. Okay mate, back to the dome. Try to clear your head. By the way, do you know who your opponent is for the next Mayhem?
Silver Baron: I did find out today. Kyle Northman. Apparently that guy is the loser of Dark Camelot.
Fraser Freeman: Ah. Well unfortunately, that doesn't mean much, now does it?
Silver Baron: Afraid not.
~Pleasure Dome 45 minutes later~
The Silver Baron walked into his office. It had looked cleaned up in comparison to how he left it. He smirked, knowing that Jade may have had something to do with making it look better. The Silver Baron grabbed a glass of water, and sat down at the bar. He quickly drank all the contents down, before looking at the reflection. It began to morph into the image of Evil Vega, who looked at the Silver Baron, with a big smirk.
Evil Vega: So here we are again. I knew you'd contact me somehow. Especially after what had happened.
Silver Baron: I know. It's just...I don't know what to do. What is Stalker's problem with me? His sister in law is a madam, so it's not like he can really judge.
Evil Vega: And there is the reason why I exist. You try to justify shit, when you know there isn't always a reason. I need no reason, I just do. What if Stalker is alot more like me then you think? What if he just wants to set fire to the universe? Or maybe the reason why he targeted you, it could be you solicited his daughter.
Silver Baron: Okay point taken. But why shouldn't I have?
Evil Vega: EXACTLY MY FUCKEN POINT!
Silver Baron: Perhaps. I just wish that he had come to me first if he wanted to fight.
The Silver Baron sighed, as he looked around the room. He got up, and hopped behind he bar, and grabbed a beer. He cracked open the bottle, and began to drink some of the beer down.
Evil Baron: Either way, you need to strike back, even if you're facing the loser of the group. You need to wake up and smell the blood. You need to let me out. Come on, do it before I become the only one.
Silver Baron: You couldn't if you tried. I've been dealing with you for years. But make no mistake about it. I will not stop until I see his spine dangling out of his body. No consequences are to deep this time.
Evil Vega: Ah, now this is what I like to hear.
Silver Baron: I know. I also know that you're right. Whether or not you predicted this, you were right.
Evil Vega: Eh, I had a feeling. I knew something was going to happen, just didn't know it would be to the hottest bitch of the dome.
The Silver Baron drank the rest of his beer down. He closed his eyes, remembering all the details about what happened on mayhem. He remembered exactly some of the words that were said.
Silver Baron: Not able to hide from the demons of the world! What the fuck does he know about demons, in comparison to me?! Most of the time I feel like a goddamn human sacrifice containing one of those said fucken demons!
Evil Vega: Did you just...make a Naruto reference?
Silver Baron: OH FUCK OFF!
The Silver Baron chucked his beer bottle across the room. It shattered into many pieces upon hitting the wall. The Silver Baron could hear Evil Vega's laughter echoing in his head. But the Silver Baron looked at his water glass, and both smirked at each other.
Silver Baron: I don't know about hiding, but I know that I felt I was doing the world a favor. Well...fuck the world. I'll let you have some freedom. But Stalker Knight...is MINE!
Evil Vega: Well it's about time you came to your senses. We'll see about Stalker though. In the meantime though...prove your word.
The Silver Baron snarled at the glass, and nodded. He bent down, opened up a cabinet, and opened up a hidden wall in the bar. It was a safe. He punched in a code, and opened up the safe, grabbing a lucha face mask that was exactly what Evil Vega wore. He got up, staring at it, with a smirk on his face.
Evil Vega: Yes! That's it! The fact you kept it means you knew all this time yourself. Now...let the fun begin.
Silver Baron: Oh you'll have your fun alright. Just wait until Mayhem. Right now, it's time I address this situation.
Evil Vega: Yeah yeah. Just make sure that when Nicole is fully recovered, you fuck her like it's the fucken apocalypse! Otherwise, I will.
The Silver Baron chuckled at that. He put away his glass, before he took out his camcorder. He set it up, and sat down at his table. He sighed, as the events of last Mayhem still played over and over in his mind.
Silver Baron: You all know what fucken happened on Mayhem. So let me get to the damn point and ask this. Is this really what I have to deal with? DO I really have to deal with some two bit jack off who thinks that he can actually make a fucken difference? I suppose it is.
The Silver Baron scowled, still very much pissed off at what had transpired. Although troubling him the past week, it's only now that he's reacting to it, after his talk with Evil Vega.
Silver Baron: As everyone knows, what happened at Mayhem, is something I cannot, and will not forgive. One of my girls, and hell, somebody who's become a close lady friend, in Nicole, was captured by Stalker Knight, just to give her back, but knocked out, and threatened to put her in a coma. Essentially a death threat. And for what? What was the point he was trying to make. Can't run from the demons forever, according to him?
Let me tell you one thing. Yes, in a sense. I have been running from a demon. And only one. All the the shit in the world, from kidnappings, rape, murder, violence, greed, and everything else that would be considered a demon in the eyes of many...It doesn't affect me at all. Hell I endorse alot of those.
No, what I have been running from, is something far worse. Something that I have been doing my absolute fucken hardest to control. To suppress, deep within my mind. Something that I have been told in the past, I was born with. But...after what happened, I have come to a conclusion about my demon. Or should I say, the darkness within. And needless to say...since I am facing a member of Dark Camelot this week, I will show them exactly what kind of evil has been...unleashed.
The Silver Baron began to give one of his demented smiled. Though this one was even more twisted and messed up. It showed the malice that was truly running hot through his veins.
Silver Baron: Who is it that I am facing? Mr. Kyle Northman. The forgotten one of Dark Camelot. Hell the only reason why this guy was even here, was all due to the fact he was found by Stalker, and was given an opportunity. Probably the one thing Stalker has done remotely right. To bad that you Mr Northman, haven't exactly been able to take advantage, because from what I've seen, you don't have any wins. Definitely not changing when we face off.
Is that your fault though? I won't say, but I do know that from what I can see, you're nothing more then just a pawn in the eyes of Stalker. A piece of fodder, just for his amusement. You could have been better then him. To bad though. A pawn you might be, but still part of a personal conquest.
You see, even though you are a pawn, you're still part of Dark Camelot, which means that you will be taken care of...permanently!
Starting with you Kyle, I will not stop, until I get what I want. Sure, gold and glory and things I really do want, but what I want more then that, is vengeance and blood. I said you will all pay the price for harming Nicole, and it will be in blood. Even then, I doubt that will even be enough!
The sinister smirk was still very much evident there. The Silver Baron began to chuckle. But after a minute, he calmed himself down, and got in very close to the camera.
Silver Baron: Sad though that Stalker will only be amused by you being humiliated again. So I'm going to go the extra mile. A mile, I am more then willing to do. I am going to break every goddamn bone in your fucken body, toss you around like a ragdoll, chew you up, and spit you to the wind! You won't get chance of offence, unless I allow it. Once you're finished, I'll drag your corpse to infront of stalker, and smile.
After you, will be the rest of them. I'll do the same to James, and I'll make good on my earlier words, and drag the girls to become my next two whores! Hell, Talia already knows, since she apparently runs a brothel herself. Then what? It will be just Stalker, and I will not stop until he sees, no....FEELS AND EXPERIENCES, exactly what he has unleashed! Something that nobody can control, and something, that I was trying to contain, for everyone's safety.
You think Freeman has a monster inside, it's just a little bit of rage. You think that the children are bad, they're just retarded fanatics that are setting themselves up for failure. No...the only one with a real, manifested monster, is me. I have given the entire world a fair warning about what's to come.
So Mr. Northman, I say this last thing to you. After I drive you straight to hell, I wouldn't be surprised if you ask me, why you had to suffer. If you decide to do that, I will tell you the person truly responsible for my actions, goes to Stalker. Blame that cocksucker, for thinking I was weak! Blame him, for thinking that he would break me! Blame him, for unleashing an unfiltered, unhinged, dominating force.
Blame him...for unleashing.....OBLIVION!
People had even approached him to offer sympathy, but for the most part, he was muted. Nothing said. He had essentially fallen into a silent trance, only barely managing the operations of the pleasure dome.
He was now currently in the hospital to see Nicole. She was recovering just fine, and would be released very soon. She was currently just sleeping, as the Silver Baron brushed a few strands of her hair to the side, before he sat down. He let a few tears loose.
He was suddenly startled by his thoughts, as he heard the door open. It was Fraser Freeman who walked in. The Silver Baron sighed, and rubbed his temples.
Fraser Freeman: You doing any better mate?
Silver Baron: Not fucken really.
Fraser Freeman: Yeah. For what it's worth, I am sorry.
Silver Baron: Hmph. You need not be. We let them party on their own that night. But...That dickwad, Stalker Knight...he will be sorry. More sorry then anything else.
Fraser Freeman: Yeah mate. I want to whoop his ass after what happened.
Silver Baron: You don't understand. Well maybe you do, but not truly. But...
Fraser Freeman: But what?
The Silver Baron glared at Freeman for a minute. He sighed, promptly getting up.
Silver Baron: Nothing. Just...take me back to the dome.
Fraser Freeman: Whoah there. Didn't you drive here?
Silver Baron: Your girl wouldn't let me. Said I was to fucken drunk, and coked off my ass. Sadly, she was right.
Fraser Freeman: Ah well at least she's concerned. Okay mate, back to the dome. Try to clear your head. By the way, do you know who your opponent is for the next Mayhem?
Silver Baron: I did find out today. Kyle Northman. Apparently that guy is the loser of Dark Camelot.
Fraser Freeman: Ah. Well unfortunately, that doesn't mean much, now does it?
Silver Baron: Afraid not.
~Pleasure Dome 45 minutes later~
The Silver Baron walked into his office. It had looked cleaned up in comparison to how he left it. He smirked, knowing that Jade may have had something to do with making it look better. The Silver Baron grabbed a glass of water, and sat down at the bar. He quickly drank all the contents down, before looking at the reflection. It began to morph into the image of Evil Vega, who looked at the Silver Baron, with a big smirk.
Evil Vega: So here we are again. I knew you'd contact me somehow. Especially after what had happened.
Silver Baron: I know. It's just...I don't know what to do. What is Stalker's problem with me? His sister in law is a madam, so it's not like he can really judge.
Evil Vega: And there is the reason why I exist. You try to justify shit, when you know there isn't always a reason. I need no reason, I just do. What if Stalker is alot more like me then you think? What if he just wants to set fire to the universe? Or maybe the reason why he targeted you, it could be you solicited his daughter.
Silver Baron: Okay point taken. But why shouldn't I have?
Evil Vega: EXACTLY MY FUCKEN POINT!
Silver Baron: Perhaps. I just wish that he had come to me first if he wanted to fight.
The Silver Baron sighed, as he looked around the room. He got up, and hopped behind he bar, and grabbed a beer. He cracked open the bottle, and began to drink some of the beer down.
Evil Baron: Either way, you need to strike back, even if you're facing the loser of the group. You need to wake up and smell the blood. You need to let me out. Come on, do it before I become the only one.
Silver Baron: You couldn't if you tried. I've been dealing with you for years. But make no mistake about it. I will not stop until I see his spine dangling out of his body. No consequences are to deep this time.
Evil Vega: Ah, now this is what I like to hear.
Silver Baron: I know. I also know that you're right. Whether or not you predicted this, you were right.
Evil Vega: Eh, I had a feeling. I knew something was going to happen, just didn't know it would be to the hottest bitch of the dome.
The Silver Baron drank the rest of his beer down. He closed his eyes, remembering all the details about what happened on mayhem. He remembered exactly some of the words that were said.
Silver Baron: Not able to hide from the demons of the world! What the fuck does he know about demons, in comparison to me?! Most of the time I feel like a goddamn human sacrifice containing one of those said fucken demons!
Evil Vega: Did you just...make a Naruto reference?
Silver Baron: OH FUCK OFF!
The Silver Baron chucked his beer bottle across the room. It shattered into many pieces upon hitting the wall. The Silver Baron could hear Evil Vega's laughter echoing in his head. But the Silver Baron looked at his water glass, and both smirked at each other.
Silver Baron: I don't know about hiding, but I know that I felt I was doing the world a favor. Well...fuck the world. I'll let you have some freedom. But Stalker Knight...is MINE!
Evil Vega: Well it's about time you came to your senses. We'll see about Stalker though. In the meantime though...prove your word.
The Silver Baron snarled at the glass, and nodded. He bent down, opened up a cabinet, and opened up a hidden wall in the bar. It was a safe. He punched in a code, and opened up the safe, grabbing a lucha face mask that was exactly what Evil Vega wore. He got up, staring at it, with a smirk on his face.
Evil Vega: Yes! That's it! The fact you kept it means you knew all this time yourself. Now...let the fun begin.
Silver Baron: Oh you'll have your fun alright. Just wait until Mayhem. Right now, it's time I address this situation.
Evil Vega: Yeah yeah. Just make sure that when Nicole is fully recovered, you fuck her like it's the fucken apocalypse! Otherwise, I will.
The Silver Baron chuckled at that. He put away his glass, before he took out his camcorder. He set it up, and sat down at his table. He sighed, as the events of last Mayhem still played over and over in his mind.
Silver Baron: You all know what fucken happened on Mayhem. So let me get to the damn point and ask this. Is this really what I have to deal with? DO I really have to deal with some two bit jack off who thinks that he can actually make a fucken difference? I suppose it is.
The Silver Baron scowled, still very much pissed off at what had transpired. Although troubling him the past week, it's only now that he's reacting to it, after his talk with Evil Vega.
Silver Baron: As everyone knows, what happened at Mayhem, is something I cannot, and will not forgive. One of my girls, and hell, somebody who's become a close lady friend, in Nicole, was captured by Stalker Knight, just to give her back, but knocked out, and threatened to put her in a coma. Essentially a death threat. And for what? What was the point he was trying to make. Can't run from the demons forever, according to him?
Let me tell you one thing. Yes, in a sense. I have been running from a demon. And only one. All the the shit in the world, from kidnappings, rape, murder, violence, greed, and everything else that would be considered a demon in the eyes of many...It doesn't affect me at all. Hell I endorse alot of those.
No, what I have been running from, is something far worse. Something that I have been doing my absolute fucken hardest to control. To suppress, deep within my mind. Something that I have been told in the past, I was born with. But...after what happened, I have come to a conclusion about my demon. Or should I say, the darkness within. And needless to say...since I am facing a member of Dark Camelot this week, I will show them exactly what kind of evil has been...unleashed.
The Silver Baron began to give one of his demented smiled. Though this one was even more twisted and messed up. It showed the malice that was truly running hot through his veins.
Silver Baron: Who is it that I am facing? Mr. Kyle Northman. The forgotten one of Dark Camelot. Hell the only reason why this guy was even here, was all due to the fact he was found by Stalker, and was given an opportunity. Probably the one thing Stalker has done remotely right. To bad that you Mr Northman, haven't exactly been able to take advantage, because from what I've seen, you don't have any wins. Definitely not changing when we face off.
Is that your fault though? I won't say, but I do know that from what I can see, you're nothing more then just a pawn in the eyes of Stalker. A piece of fodder, just for his amusement. You could have been better then him. To bad though. A pawn you might be, but still part of a personal conquest.
You see, even though you are a pawn, you're still part of Dark Camelot, which means that you will be taken care of...permanently!
Starting with you Kyle, I will not stop, until I get what I want. Sure, gold and glory and things I really do want, but what I want more then that, is vengeance and blood. I said you will all pay the price for harming Nicole, and it will be in blood. Even then, I doubt that will even be enough!
The sinister smirk was still very much evident there. The Silver Baron began to chuckle. But after a minute, he calmed himself down, and got in very close to the camera.
Silver Baron: Sad though that Stalker will only be amused by you being humiliated again. So I'm going to go the extra mile. A mile, I am more then willing to do. I am going to break every goddamn bone in your fucken body, toss you around like a ragdoll, chew you up, and spit you to the wind! You won't get chance of offence, unless I allow it. Once you're finished, I'll drag your corpse to infront of stalker, and smile.
After you, will be the rest of them. I'll do the same to James, and I'll make good on my earlier words, and drag the girls to become my next two whores! Hell, Talia already knows, since she apparently runs a brothel herself. Then what? It will be just Stalker, and I will not stop until he sees, no....FEELS AND EXPERIENCES, exactly what he has unleashed! Something that nobody can control, and something, that I was trying to contain, for everyone's safety.
You think Freeman has a monster inside, it's just a little bit of rage. You think that the children are bad, they're just retarded fanatics that are setting themselves up for failure. No...the only one with a real, manifested monster, is me. I have given the entire world a fair warning about what's to come.
So Mr. Northman, I say this last thing to you. After I drive you straight to hell, I wouldn't be surprised if you ask me, why you had to suffer. If you decide to do that, I will tell you the person truly responsible for my actions, goes to Stalker. Blame that cocksucker, for thinking I was weak! Blame him, for thinking that he would break me! Blame him, for unleashing an unfiltered, unhinged, dominating force.
Blame him...for unleashing.....OBLIVION!
