Post by Pyro on Jun 15, 2021 21:25:36 GMT -5
"It needs to be about 20% cooler." - Rainbow Dash
UNAIRED FOOTAGE
SANFORD, FLORIDA
JUNE 5TH, 2021
Having just got home, Pyro kicked off his boots once he’d stepped inside and closed the door behind him. Suitcase in hand, he heads into the lounge where he throws the suitcase down onto the floor. Once he’d done that, Pyro headed over to the couch and sat down pulling something out of his pocket as he did. Looking at what he had in his hands, you could see a My Little Pony toy but with its mouth open, long scary pointy teeth, and just looking horrifically terrifying. Only the way Pyro was looking at it he wasn’t looking at it as if he was scared or anything but more that it had some sort of meaning to him.
As he sat there staring at it, he was interrupted by a knock at the door. Pyro places the scary-looking My Little Pony down on the table in front of the couch before heading to open the front door. When Pyro opens the front door he is greeted by the pretty smile of the beautiful Anya Brendon. Pyro pulls her in for a hug as they stand there hugging tightly before the hug breaks. Anya closes the door behind her before she plants a kiss on Pyro’s forehead, his response being him slinging like a Cheshire cat.
Anya and Pyro headed into the lounge where they both sat down on the couch. Anya sees the My Little Pony on the table and looks at Pyro who just smiles back at her. Pyro picks the My Little Pony up and hands it to Anya to have a closer look who doesn’t care at all about how it looked.
“Lucky and scary all rolled up into one that is. It was the last thing my daughter Annabelle gave me before her mother took her away from me.”
Anya smiles as she passes it back to him as he then holds it in his hands looking at it.
“I remember the day as clearly as anything. Believe it or not, this scary little thing was her favorite toy. She’d play with it all the time, she isn’t like other girls, she was into anything and everything scary. She told me how she wanted to be just like her daddy, and I didn’t have it in me to tell her that she couldn’t be. How could I break her little heart? She stood there with such innocence in her eyes and a smile that would melt even the darkest of hearts as proven by her doing so to me. The day Annabelle was born, was the best day of my life and it will continue to be. So that day she gave me this and told me although it’s scary, it’ll bring you luck daddy.”
Stopping for a moment trying to not just break down, Pyro looks over at Anya as she places her hand on his shoulder and smiled at him.
“My little girl was giving me her favorite toy just because she said it’d be lucky for me like it had been for her. She told me that unlike the other kids she was lucky because although people saw me as scary, she didn’t, she saw me as her daddy, the man that would always protect her. I take this My Little Pony figure with me everywhere I go. Before I go out for my match, I kiss it for luck and leave it in my bag. As long as I still have this I feel as if my daughter is still with me and close by even if just in spirit. I know you may think I’m mad but every night before I go to sleep, I sit in front of the mirror, place the My Little Pony toy down and talk to my little girl. The first time I did this I couldn’t help but cry when she had to leave. Not only did I cry tears but I cried blood from my arm. I thought that taking the blade to my arm and letting it cry out blood like my eyes cried out tears would help with the pain.”
After Pyro had placed the My Little Pony toy back onto the table, all Anya did was pull him in for a hug and wrap her arms around him holding him tight.
“I don’t think you’re mad at all Pyro, you’re just misunderstood, and deal with things differently. Just know that no matter what, I’m here for you and you can talk to me about anything. I know with Father’s Day coming up soon that things are going to be harder for you. Whatever Annabelle and you use to do on Father’s Day, you and I will go do.”
As the hug breaks, Pyro smiles before he places a kiss on her forehead.
“Thank you, Anya. You’ve honestly been a rock for me lately and I’m not sure I’d be where I am today without you. Annabelle and I would just get lots of treats to eat and sit down to watch Horror Movies all day. Are you up for that?”
The sadness that Pyro felt was being replaced with a warm and fuzzy feeling inside.
“Of course I’m up for that, and don’t forget you told me you’d take me to wherever you were having your next match.”
“Don’t worry, I’ve already got our tickets booked to go to Quito, Ecuador.”
Pyro smiles as Anya smiles back.
“Is that where the next show is then?”
“No. I’m just flying to that hell hole for the sake of it.”
As Pyro rolled his eyes in a joking manner he was met with a playful punch on his arm from Anya.
“I see you’ve been trying to work on your humor. It needs to be about 20% cooler.”
Anya now giggles.
“Hmph. Yes, it is where the next Fallout show is. Don’t worry I’ve got you backstage access too so I know none of these assholes I work with can lay their hands on you or anything.”
“Aww, my hero. They won’t do that.”
“Not if they value their life anyway.”
Anya just laughs as Pyro glares at her showing that he was being serious with what he said.
“Trust me, I know with you by my side that I’m safe and I do know how to take care of myself if need be. After all, you did teach me how to master that Fireball To The Face.”
“I might have to start calling you Lady Pyro.”
They both laugh.
“That has a nice ring to it. I’ll leave the fire stuff to you and I’ll do what I do best, looking after you, you big oaf.”
“Probably best to leave the fire thing to me, after all, a pretty face like yours, I wouldn’t want it to get burned.”
Anya cups Pyro’s face with her right hand and rubs his cheek with her thumb.
“You can be cute sometimes.”
“Eww! I’m not cute. I feel dirty now. I’m going to shower.”
Anya just giggles as Pyro takes his shirt off and throws it at her before disappearing into the bathroom as Anya ends up following him there.
"The Fun Has Been Doubled!" - Princess Luna
AIRED FOOTAGE
QUITO, ECUADOR
JUNE 15TH, 2021
“Usually I’d do this shit from my hotel room but it’s still quite early and Anya is trying to sleep. If you think I’m bad when I’m pissed off, try waking her up. Yeah, I don’t recommend it even for you idiots who still claim I don’t scare you even when I'm pissed off. We’ve all seen what I’m capable of inside the ring and you all know what I can also be capable of if need be outside of the ring.”
Pyro just grins as he continues on his walk through the cemetery.
“I thought this cemetery would be fitting, you see. This is where Julius and I could’ve ended up after our match. Then once again they put Julius and me in a match against each other, which Julius was lucky enough to be on the side with partners he could actually rely on. All I can say is, thank the fucking lord that Valkyrie has fucked off to Proving Ground. We don’t need weak-ass bitches like that here on Fallout. Speaking of which, where did Alice Knight go? Did I scare her that match that she had the world's worst case of diarrhea-filled panties? Guess I may have done but that can go along with all that verbal diarrhea that comes out of her mouth. You call me dirty, disgusting, and homeless-looking but have you seen her around the back of seven-eleven getting dicked down by Herman the fucking worm!”
Pyro sighs and shakes his head.
“If you don’t know who Herman the fucking worm is, go to seven eleven and ask them. He is the guy that looks like Jabba the Hut, the dirty motherfucker that fingers his ass before serving you a chili hotdog at seven eleven. I knew it wouldn’t be long until Alice Knight left anyway, especially since those that DeMarco seems to like so much do. Alice just saved me the job of making me make her leave in a body bag or setting her on fire to get rid of the 1004 diseases that she has. You really think I’m gonna allow someone who uses mustard as fucking lube to hug me? More for you if you’d allow that, even though she was pretty or even had any talent at all. I’m done with having to deal with assholes that beg to be traded to Proving Ground because they’re too weak to compete on Fallout or just people that will be as useful as a dildo in a sword fight. I’m not sure if you’ve realized yet but I’m glad that Alice Knight has gone and I’ve probably already said that but if you have a problem with that fuck around and find out what it’s like to be burned alive.”
Pyro just shrugs.
“Let’s hope that FALLHOOT and HOOT fucks off along with Alice Knight too. So much for her not letting Julius Fairweather down like she said she wouldn’t. Yet even before the match has happened she has gone and done just that, let Julius down and left him in a fight that even someone as great as a fighter as him isn’t capable of winning. Now I have a lot of respect for Julius and that’s not something I say about a lot of people. This match is just going to be about survival for him and I know he is capable of that at least. Let’s hope that we’re all lucky enough to find out that Alice Knight has died in a ditch or behind a bin somewhere from mustard-related circumstances. All I do know is that if Alice Knight turns up back in Project: Honor she won’t be around long because if she doesn’t quit and run off again herself, I’ll burn the fucking bitch alive and watch as the life leaves her beady owl looking eyes of hers. Then laugh at those HOOTING hillbilly incest fans of hers as they cry tears of chlamydia.”
Now getting to a bench in the cemetery, Pyro decides to take a seat feeling somewhat relaxed being surrounded by the dead.
“Anyway, enough about flakey crusty knickers and onto someone who actually is worth my time of addressing, Julius motherfucking Fairweather. I actually feel sorry for you Julius, I honestly do because as much as I hate you, you still don’t deserve to be left alone in a ring with not only me but Havoc as well. Clearly, Christian DeMarco doesn’t like you at all but that doesn’t surprise me because you don’t have boobs and a cunt to fuck. As much as I respect you, Julius, I’m not going to hold back in that ring and I know you're not going to either. Havoc and I are going to destroy you in that ring, and the more you put up a fight, the more you’re going to end up getting hurt. Now usually I’d just say lay down and survive the match that way but I already know by now that’s not what you’ll do and to be honest, I wouldn’t either. Now if it was Pyro and Julius versus Havoc, that would’ve been better. Nothing better than a team that was built on hate and respect after all right?”
Pyro just grins as an Owl lands on the headstone across from the bench he was sitting on.
“You can fuck off! Go drown in a jar of mustard or something you dumb dumpster diving cock womble.”
The owl just stands there staring at Pyro and HOOTS as he gets to his feet. Pyro walks over to the owl and kicks it hard YEETING it the fuck out of there before he heads on his walk back to the hotel.
“Where was I before I was so rudely interrupted? Oh, that’s right. I was talking about my opponent Julius Fairweather. This motherfucker has literally been in nearly every match I’ve had lately on Fallout, looks like we’re stuck with each other. Even after I burned the pubes off your head you still come back for more. Then again you should be thanking me that you don’t look like a bog brush anymore. One thing I will say is as much as I’m looking forward to teaming with Havoc I hope he understands that if he gets in my way or costs me the victory against Julius, I’m going to rip his arm off, then shove that arm of his so far up his ass that I can pull every Goddamn tooth out with it. I know you’re one badass fucker Havoc, I’m just that whole lot more badass than you’re. I also want Christian DeMarco to understand that if he sticks me in another Tag Match again it better be with someone I can rely on or he’ll be relying on a machine to keep him alive. I’m done with getting loses because of being teamed up with dumb cunts who should be taking my McDonalds order rather than a tag from me in a match for fuck sake.”
Almost back at the hotel, Pyro spots a Starbucks and walks over to it seeing that he still has ten minutes before it opens.
“It seems that I still have ten minutes to kill so I guess I better talk about how great I am some more. I better not forget to talk about how I’m going to burn people some more, also not forget that I’m their Nightmare, and how I am The Savior of Fallout too. After all, people just seem to think I’m a one-trick fucking pony. Well sorry to burst your fucking bubble but I’m not just that crazy fucker who’d enjoy burning you alive, I’m also that crazy fucker who loves to fight and who damn well knows how to wrestle. I can break bones, end careers, and enjoy every moment as I do so. Just because Drago Santiago isn’t around anymore to snap fingers, doesn’t mean I won’t do it. You see, my short time off standing alongside Drago wasn’t for nothing, that man taught me a few things and I’m going to damn well use them to my advantage. Julius, we’ve had some good times and some bad times along the way but for you, this is one of the times it’s going to end up being a bad time for you. I’m not going to apologize for what I’ve done or what I will do in this match no matter how much you’ve earned my respect, it isn’t going to stop me from getting the win out there at Fallout. So I’ll see you soon but before I go, let me as the supposed one-trick pony tell you that I’m going to save you by burning you alive because I’m your damn NIGHTMARE!!!”
As soon as he was done, the last thing you see is Pyro kick the camera YEETING it the fuck out of there as you hear the cameraman run off yelling about his camera.
