01-17-2014, 11:46 AM
The scene opens to the arena in Rome Italy! Morbid Angel just spent 19 hours on a plane flying to this ancient city! The entire time wanting to walk the streets that many famous people have walked on. Such as Julius Caesar, Mark Antony, Gaius Octavian Caesar and the ever so popular Gnaeus Pompeius Magnus!
All monsters in history! All known for pain and death! This is where suffering comes from! Morbid Angel is determined to bring the Pain and Suffering back to this long changed city. Changed for the worse! Once it was richest place in the world…now known for squalor!
Morbid Angel is standing outside awaiting his match with John Black. The sky is darkened by clouds. Strong winds, and a stink of poor filthy peasants!
Morbid takes his stance and looks at the camera.
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Sayers-”You really need to say something to her, though the look if scary. You need more. But remember she is a woman. You can’t treat her like these Men you are use to. Understand?”
Morbid nods his head not really with an understanding look.
Sayers-”are you sure? You don’t look sure.”
Morbid-”I got this! Have some faith in me! Roll the camera!”
Morbid Angel looks directly into the camera and starts to speak
Morbid-”Jessica Diaz! You! You woman you! Your…you…..fucking BITCH! I will fucking attack you like a fucking crazy person on speed! I will not only rip you apart but I will fucking rape the shit out of your dead fucking body! With your fucking limbs in different corners of the ring I will fuck the mutilated torso of what was once Jessica Diaz! You fucking red haired bitch! I Hate you like Frodo hates Peter, Like Nazi hates The Administrator, like Jack Lalanne hates cake! Get the picture?”
Morbid starts walking into the arena, the dark hallways with crew running past him trying to finish the finishing touches before the show!
Morbid-”Jessica Diaz…I can honestly say I don’t understand a fucking word you say! And that’s saying a lot…I am guessing that you have Jewish blood in you? Considering you are a mutt! That’s right! I look at you and I see a White looking woman with a spic last name with Scottish red hair…which I think is fake anyway! So one can go on the assumption that you have jewish blood! And because of this we now know you are part RAT! that’s right! You were the one that Hitler missed when he was trying to make Kikes extinct! “
Morbid gives the look again! Looking deep into the souls of all the viewers and killing the tiny soul puppies inside!
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Morbid Breaks the look and begins to speak again!
Morbid-”McBride! My dear, frightened McBride! I await to hear your ramblings! They are always enjoyed in a humorous like way. Tell me the story of your peoples? How they wallowed in shit and piss for hundreds of years…tell me how they still sit in the piss and shit to this day! This is the 21st century! We have made wonderful advances in technology that make life a little better. For example. We no longer need 3rd world countries because we have homes that will suck your fucking dick! That’s right! No need to wipe your ass or wash yourself…these houses do it for you! So Ireland has no excuse to be such a shit hole!”
Morbid enters his dressing room which isn’t much. A room with a chair and a row of lockers. His ring attire hanging on a lone hook on the wall. Morbid circles the room then looks back at the camera.
Morbid-” The entire Irish race needs to be wiped from the face of the earth! Ireland is full of jews! Michael D Higgins is a fucking jew! The entire IRA is run by jews!
Some final advice for you McBride. Show the fuck up this time. If you come half cocked then I’ll shove one of Jessica Diaz’s detached arms up your fucking ass! Then I’ll wait for her body to expel the excess waste all over your face! How’s that for you?! More piss and shit for the Irish CUNT!”
Morbid Looks at Sayers and nods.
Morbid-”How was that?”
Sayers-”Not Bad….a bit graphic don’t you think?”
Morbid-”I like graphic…gives the viewers depth in my opinion…they want to hear that.”
Sayers-”I can honestly say Never once has a viewer told me they want more disgusting talk.”
Morbid-”why not? That is the best part!”
Sayers-”not everyone is a wild animal who thirsts for blood, feces and urine. Morbid, some things are too dirty for TV…most of that will be edited out.”
Morbid-”Steve…were friends now! Call me Jakub when the camera is off…camera on call me Morbid…camera off call me Jakub! Were friends and I know you will only edit what I tell you to…because we are friends.”
Sayers shakes his head at Morbid in a manner that says “I don’t know”
Sayers-”It was pretty graphic. The sensors will never allow it to air like that. I could get in trouble”
Morbid steps in close to Sayers and grabs his shoulder tight and squeezes hard enough to drill in a point!
Morbid-”Stevie my friend! I URGE you to find a way! Were good friends and I would hate for anything to ruin out friendship….little edits that I don’t tell you to make…those ruin friendships! Are we clear?
Sayers winces in pain
Sayers-”Crystal!”
The scene fades to a Blood Red!