Post by INFINITE PRO. on Aug 30, 2022 20:24:43 GMT
'And fair princess Anne threw a bottle of wine;
And watched as the giant set down in the Tyne.
What lay ahead could no mortal divine.
Roll Northumbria roll, me boys;
Roll Northumbria, roll...'
Donzig's voice sang from the darkness, raspy and slightly off key before the camera found him. He reclined in the darkness, seeming leaning back against an ancient gnarled tree. He tilted his masked face, and dangled a single chess piece on a chain before him. He watched it swing back and forth, and it spun in lazy wild arcs before he shrugged as he leaned forward. He lifted his head again, his voice echoing in the darkness.
'And it's one for the hot sun above,
Two for the empire we love,
And it's three for the fire that burns down below.
Roll on Northumbria,
Roll Northumbria, roll...'
The chain snapped upwards, the piece pressed into his palm as his fingers coiled around it. And he lifted a hand, tapping his chain wrapped knuckles against the surface of his mask as he shifted slightly. A shrug, and then his voice growled from under the mask.
'When I came to IPW, my main goal was to break the Jamrockers. I desired to break those sad little hobos in front of these people who laugh at their antics, I wanted to destroy them in front of these fucking fans, and in doing so I would tear the heart out of IPW! I would send a message to the entire XHF, but--' A finger lifted, the chain coiled around that digit. '--that is not enough now. It is not fucking enough for me! No, no, no!'
Donzig growled, and he let that chess piece fall from his fingers again. It spun in a lazy circle, rotating back and forth before he sniffed again.
'You see there are men in XHF, men who are feared, men who are regarded as untouchable! Men who are treated like some kind of gods! And these men, these pillars, are celebrated for their violence. They are praised and celebrated! Wined and dined! Treated as somehow different from the rest of us, eh? But when I look at them? When I stare at them with the eyes that have stared into the blackness of the Void? I just see-'
The chain was snapped upwards again, and his hand curled around the chess piece which was the White King.
'I just see men, just men. No different from you or I, and destined for the same thing! And in the Void? There are no pillars! There is just ash, just fucking ash and the bones of would be heroes and gods! And so these men they walk around so proud, so proud and haughty! And they hid and slink, and claim they know of violence. They know of blood and hunger, eh? But somehow they always manage to avoid me, they always manage to dodge the Scourge.'
Donzig hissed, head tilting as he let his hand fall. The chess piece disappeared, and he waved a hand as he dropped from the tree. He started to pace, and he shook his head.
'But now? Just as I was about to expose the Jamrockers for the mockery they are? Another prize dropped into my hands! And so? I am going to show the XHF, I am going to show these so called pillars that they are running out of time! That no one, that no thing can stand before the fury of the Abyss! That the Inevitable is coming, and that the Empty Dark will not be denied! That I will not be denied!'
A hand waved angrily, and he tilted his head to glare at the camera as he paused.
'Because you see as much as these people, these so called icons, and jokers like the Jamrockers want to deny it? I am everything I say I am, I am the Wonder and Terror of this age! You see I walked into this network, and for a year! For an entire fucking year I was not pinned in Fireside once, I was not pinned in NPW once, I lost exactly two matches in SWAT! And so anyone who thinks getting into a ring with me is a safe bet? I have news for you, I will drag you into the fucking deep waters and throw your carcass onto the shores of Oblivion itself!'
Donzig's voice rose to a growl, and he took a deep breath. And another, before he dragged his wrist across the slots of his mask before he shrugged. Then he continued, starting to pace back and forth again.
'And you may think--' A pause. '--Wait, this is a tag match! Surely, he is not so great at tag matches! But let me enlighten you, the last tag matches I lost? The Revenants and the Bastards! And let me tell you the Jamrockers? The Dead End Express? And most of all? Chaos Theory? No, no, no. I don't think you're going to fare any better! Because the Empty Hand and I? We are out for blood, and I will flay the entire pack of you to prove my point!'
Donzig took a deep breath, growling before his hand lifted to splay across the surface of his mask. He tugged on it, pulling it off with a slow narrowing of his eyes before he shoved the mask into his long leather coat. His fingers raked through his beard, and he shrugged before he licked his lips.
'When I have cast down the pillars! All of the IPW, all of the XHF bows down before me! When I am accepted as the true master of this place, and reign over the wreckage as a God! Then people will look back, and know that my dominion started here! That the reign of the New God, of their King of Ashes started this night!'
Donzig spat, and turned to disappear into the darkness with a snort.
'All fucking hail!'
And watched as the giant set down in the Tyne.
What lay ahead could no mortal divine.
Roll Northumbria roll, me boys;
Roll Northumbria, roll...'
Donzig's voice sang from the darkness, raspy and slightly off key before the camera found him. He reclined in the darkness, seeming leaning back against an ancient gnarled tree. He tilted his masked face, and dangled a single chess piece on a chain before him. He watched it swing back and forth, and it spun in lazy wild arcs before he shrugged as he leaned forward. He lifted his head again, his voice echoing in the darkness.
'And it's one for the hot sun above,
Two for the empire we love,
And it's three for the fire that burns down below.
Roll on Northumbria,
Roll Northumbria, roll...'
The chain snapped upwards, the piece pressed into his palm as his fingers coiled around it. And he lifted a hand, tapping his chain wrapped knuckles against the surface of his mask as he shifted slightly. A shrug, and then his voice growled from under the mask.
'When I came to IPW, my main goal was to break the Jamrockers. I desired to break those sad little hobos in front of these people who laugh at their antics, I wanted to destroy them in front of these fucking fans, and in doing so I would tear the heart out of IPW! I would send a message to the entire XHF, but--' A finger lifted, the chain coiled around that digit. '--that is not enough now. It is not fucking enough for me! No, no, no!'
Donzig growled, and he let that chess piece fall from his fingers again. It spun in a lazy circle, rotating back and forth before he sniffed again.
'You see there are men in XHF, men who are feared, men who are regarded as untouchable! Men who are treated like some kind of gods! And these men, these pillars, are celebrated for their violence. They are praised and celebrated! Wined and dined! Treated as somehow different from the rest of us, eh? But when I look at them? When I stare at them with the eyes that have stared into the blackness of the Void? I just see-'
The chain was snapped upwards again, and his hand curled around the chess piece which was the White King.
'I just see men, just men. No different from you or I, and destined for the same thing! And in the Void? There are no pillars! There is just ash, just fucking ash and the bones of would be heroes and gods! And so these men they walk around so proud, so proud and haughty! And they hid and slink, and claim they know of violence. They know of blood and hunger, eh? But somehow they always manage to avoid me, they always manage to dodge the Scourge.'
Donzig hissed, head tilting as he let his hand fall. The chess piece disappeared, and he waved a hand as he dropped from the tree. He started to pace, and he shook his head.
'But now? Just as I was about to expose the Jamrockers for the mockery they are? Another prize dropped into my hands! And so? I am going to show the XHF, I am going to show these so called pillars that they are running out of time! That no one, that no thing can stand before the fury of the Abyss! That the Inevitable is coming, and that the Empty Dark will not be denied! That I will not be denied!'
A hand waved angrily, and he tilted his head to glare at the camera as he paused.
'Because you see as much as these people, these so called icons, and jokers like the Jamrockers want to deny it? I am everything I say I am, I am the Wonder and Terror of this age! You see I walked into this network, and for a year! For an entire fucking year I was not pinned in Fireside once, I was not pinned in NPW once, I lost exactly two matches in SWAT! And so anyone who thinks getting into a ring with me is a safe bet? I have news for you, I will drag you into the fucking deep waters and throw your carcass onto the shores of Oblivion itself!'
Donzig's voice rose to a growl, and he took a deep breath. And another, before he dragged his wrist across the slots of his mask before he shrugged. Then he continued, starting to pace back and forth again.
'And you may think--' A pause. '--Wait, this is a tag match! Surely, he is not so great at tag matches! But let me enlighten you, the last tag matches I lost? The Revenants and the Bastards! And let me tell you the Jamrockers? The Dead End Express? And most of all? Chaos Theory? No, no, no. I don't think you're going to fare any better! Because the Empty Hand and I? We are out for blood, and I will flay the entire pack of you to prove my point!'
Donzig took a deep breath, growling before his hand lifted to splay across the surface of his mask. He tugged on it, pulling it off with a slow narrowing of his eyes before he shoved the mask into his long leather coat. His fingers raked through his beard, and he shrugged before he licked his lips.
'When I have cast down the pillars! All of the IPW, all of the XHF bows down before me! When I am accepted as the true master of this place, and reign over the wreckage as a God! Then people will look back, and know that my dominion started here! That the reign of the New God, of their King of Ashes started this night!'
Donzig spat, and turned to disappear into the darkness with a snort.
'All fucking hail!'