Obsidian is rocking back and forth tapping his shoulders, like he is missing something, some tears roll down his eyes.

" Tommy, I used to be righteous. I used to be so righteous that I won two belts in one day. "

Obsidian smiles as he daydreams about that day

"But they went away almost as fast... anything I gain is just taken away"

He stands up angry and starts pacing around

" Its my turn to take, Obsidian's turn to win, my turn to fuck someone up like the world has fucked me up"


Obsidian smiles and laughs like a crazy man possessed.

" I'm sorry Tommy but you will be the victim who I take from, the victim I win against, the victim I fuck up"

Obsidian shrugs

" You seem like a cool guy, a good guy, a righteous guy but that won't help you in the ring against me. It will just give me one more regret in this life when I destroy you. I have plenty of regrets. What's one more?"

Obsidian chuckles to himself

" yeah, it will be one more regret AFTER the match. I'll regret the beating I give you after I see the results of my work. During the match, it will feel amazing and yes, it will be righteous."

Obsidian balls his hands into a fist and starts bashing his own head

" It will be righteous kicking your ass, it will be righteous stomping your teeth down your throat, it will be righteous breaking every bone of your body, all 206 of them. Every move I do to you will feel righteous. But one thing won't be righteous ...

Obsidian gives the camera an uneasy look.

" No, Tommy, you will be a vegetable. You will be in a coma for the rest of your life. If you are lucky enough to wake up, you still won't be able to move. You won't be Tommy Righteous anymore, you will be Tommy the Turnip.

Obsidian pulls out a turnip, starts eating it and then spits it out

" Not even a good vegetable"