Death Wish
Posted: Sat Apr 16, 2022 12:23 am
LAW's weeky show had been going for around fourty minutes now. The packed arena had enjoyed several hard hitting matches, but a few moments after the the combatants of the previous bout had taken their leave, the jumbotron played a clip from Sparkling Idol Barbara's stream, in which she called out the one and only Brawling Puppet, Skylar Jones.
As the clip finished, the screen cut to black, before abruptly displaying Skylar herself, sitting in a basement of some sort. She leaned back in a worn arm chair, wearing sunglasses, and a black leather jacket opened to show a white, beer stained tee shirt. She let out a sigh.
"So, the fuckin' 'Sparkling Idol' Barbara thought 'Hmmm, y'know what'd be a good idea? I'm gonna run my mouth and talk shit about Skylar Jones!'" She laughed, taking off the sunglasses to rub her eyes, before looking at the screen, leaning forward to rest her elbows on her knees. "Y'know Barb, there ain't many things that piss me off more than people like you, bitches that pretend to be something they're not. See, ya play this little character, you act all cuuute and niiice, when deep down inside, you're a coward, a punk, and a bully. You act tough when your greatest acheivement here is beating up a rookie." She snickered, giving a slow clap.
"Now look, I know I ain't no hero. I'm a bad person, and I've long accepted that my damned soul ain't makin' it anywhere near Heaven. But y'know what makes a scumbag like me just a little bit better than a scumbag like you, Barb?" Her eyes stared bullets through the camera, her cold smile making a few in the audience to shudder. "I know damn well what I am, and you'll never see me act like I'm someone I'm not! I'm a wolf, but I will never, and I mean NEVER try on a sheep's clothes! Cause as a wise man once said, true villains can't pretend to be anything else! They are what they are!"
She got out of her chair, her movements becoming more erratic. "Sparkling Idol Barbara says I got no technique! Well trust me motherfucker, I may not know that many submissions, I may not fly a lot, but listen to me when I say I know more than enough to put a BITCH like you in the ground!" She pointed at the camera as she shouted, a deranged grin spread across her face. "So count your days, Sparkling Idol! Cause next week, when you and I stand toe to toe in that ring, the only thing sparkling by the end of the night, will be. Your. BLOOD!
And with that, the screen cut to black...
As the clip finished, the screen cut to black, before abruptly displaying Skylar herself, sitting in a basement of some sort. She leaned back in a worn arm chair, wearing sunglasses, and a black leather jacket opened to show a white, beer stained tee shirt. She let out a sigh.
"So, the fuckin' 'Sparkling Idol' Barbara thought 'Hmmm, y'know what'd be a good idea? I'm gonna run my mouth and talk shit about Skylar Jones!'" She laughed, taking off the sunglasses to rub her eyes, before looking at the screen, leaning forward to rest her elbows on her knees. "Y'know Barb, there ain't many things that piss me off more than people like you, bitches that pretend to be something they're not. See, ya play this little character, you act all cuuute and niiice, when deep down inside, you're a coward, a punk, and a bully. You act tough when your greatest acheivement here is beating up a rookie." She snickered, giving a slow clap.
"Now look, I know I ain't no hero. I'm a bad person, and I've long accepted that my damned soul ain't makin' it anywhere near Heaven. But y'know what makes a scumbag like me just a little bit better than a scumbag like you, Barb?" Her eyes stared bullets through the camera, her cold smile making a few in the audience to shudder. "I know damn well what I am, and you'll never see me act like I'm someone I'm not! I'm a wolf, but I will never, and I mean NEVER try on a sheep's clothes! Cause as a wise man once said, true villains can't pretend to be anything else! They are what they are!"
She got out of her chair, her movements becoming more erratic. "Sparkling Idol Barbara says I got no technique! Well trust me motherfucker, I may not know that many submissions, I may not fly a lot, but listen to me when I say I know more than enough to put a BITCH like you in the ground!" She pointed at the camera as she shouted, a deranged grin spread across her face. "So count your days, Sparkling Idol! Cause next week, when you and I stand toe to toe in that ring, the only thing sparkling by the end of the night, will be. Your. BLOOD!
And with that, the screen cut to black...