Post by americangrime on Sept 28, 2021 17:14:02 GMT -5
“Pick up the pieces.”
Charon Seede crosses his legs in the darkness as he glances at bloody hands, fists containing bits of bone and stone.
“Laz and I fell short, eh? Heartbreaking, but it is what it is. We’ve still got the belts, and possession is 9/10ths of the law. Those fuckin’ fools-Pyro, Julius-they thought they could grab hold of us and drag us into the void. They figured even if they walked away champion that they could remain champion, but it’s truly over for them. If they want these belts back? They can come and get them.
For now, we tangle with half of a team we’ve already beaten. What is there left to say about Steel and Venom? What is there left to do regarding them? Skulls to shatter again, surely. Further elimination from the tag team contendership lineages, potentially. But, rather, I want to make a big example here, I want to take the shards of debris that we’ve left in our wake, and drive them down into them. Bring death, bring an ending to things.
Lazarus and I are angry, surely. These are silent, and we...we’ll handle it all.”
Charon smiles, his brief message known, before we fade to black.
Charon Seede crosses his legs in the darkness as he glances at bloody hands, fists containing bits of bone and stone.
“Laz and I fell short, eh? Heartbreaking, but it is what it is. We’ve still got the belts, and possession is 9/10ths of the law. Those fuckin’ fools-Pyro, Julius-they thought they could grab hold of us and drag us into the void. They figured even if they walked away champion that they could remain champion, but it’s truly over for them. If they want these belts back? They can come and get them.
For now, we tangle with half of a team we’ve already beaten. What is there left to say about Steel and Venom? What is there left to do regarding them? Skulls to shatter again, surely. Further elimination from the tag team contendership lineages, potentially. But, rather, I want to make a big example here, I want to take the shards of debris that we’ve left in our wake, and drive them down into them. Bring death, bring an ending to things.
Lazarus and I are angry, surely. These are silent, and we...we’ll handle it all.”
Charon smiles, his brief message known, before we fade to black.