Post by Bannedingo on Nov 9, 2007 1:24:58 GMT -6
*scene fades in to Vertigo looking extremely bitter backstage at the nCw headquarters building*
Vertigo: OK you little cumspitter! you wanna break kayfabe and try to lie about my past?? ill tear everything apart right here. number one, when you pulled "me" off the plane.. since when do i have eyebrow piercings and red hair? the bastard looked like a bad Jeff hardy ripoff! and those records? HA! you think I'm stupid enough not to change my records after killing a man! you may be that retarded but not me! and finally you say that the rock i broke and the thunder storm were fake? it doesn't take a genius to tell what i did from the low definition computer copy you made of it.
Number 2, you say that me killing Zaster wasnt real GO FIND HIM go search your ass off hey even check back at the cliff find the splatter that is Zaster Zastera! and 3. you say i have a trust fund? I LIVED UNDER A BRIDGE FOR A COUPLE YEARS. chess and debate team? what the hell i dropped out of highschool after four days. and sexual misconduct with a goat? that just blew all your lies wide open you stupid bastard that entire segment with the CIA was fake too! i know that "agent" HE ****ING WORKS AT A DUNKIN DONUTS! stop spreading lies about me trying to ruin my career! keep it in the ring you coward! and you say im a crybaby!? ill show you whos a crybaby when your fighting for your life at my feet wile i crack a kendo stick over your head! Karnage you f**king disgust me. and hey look what i have
*Vertigo pulls out a couple of papers from his trench coat*
Vertigo: EHM Sargent D. Bag. wait... your name is D. Bag?? YOUR PARENTS MUST HATE YOU! i never had to deal with that because you obviously didn't research enough to know i was a f**king foster kid until i turned 10 and started offing teachers! anyway lets look at your military record.. killed 2 men? wait they weren't enemies.. FRIENDLY FIRE? nice one twitch finger.
*Vertigo grabs a open can of Budweiser and chugs it*
Vertigo: alright lets check out your criminal record. 22 counts of..WHAT THE HELL?? how can you sodomize 7 little boys a house cat and a 90 year old woman all in one night!?!?!? yes i am dealing with a psycho.. a ass raping psycho.. but i don't see ANYTHING other than public masturbation on your record. oh look theres even a picture!
*Vertigo takes out the picture and looks disgusted*
Vertigo: is that a monkey grabbing a piece of baby corn?? what the hell is that supposed to be?? did you get circumcised by a blind man with a extremely twitchy hand??
*Vertigo scans the picture and posts it everywhere possible*
Vertigo: go look at it at discharges.org *Warning Graphic Content* before you try to trash someones reputation and ruin their career, make sure you know all the facts
*Vertigo stands up and picks up his kendo stick*
Vertigo: but as for your challenge.. lets turn it up. I'm thinking.. STEEL CAGE KENDO STICK ON A POLE MATCH! because when i have your throat slit and your hacking up your intestines through the hole in your throat and as you drown in your own regurgitated blood. i want to make sure your little friends aren't gonna come out to help you. feel the pulse Karnage. Feel the pulse of death. the pulse.. of the maggot.
*camera fades out*
Vertigo: OK you little cumspitter! you wanna break kayfabe and try to lie about my past?? ill tear everything apart right here. number one, when you pulled "me" off the plane.. since when do i have eyebrow piercings and red hair? the bastard looked like a bad Jeff hardy ripoff! and those records? HA! you think I'm stupid enough not to change my records after killing a man! you may be that retarded but not me! and finally you say that the rock i broke and the thunder storm were fake? it doesn't take a genius to tell what i did from the low definition computer copy you made of it.
Number 2, you say that me killing Zaster wasnt real GO FIND HIM go search your ass off hey even check back at the cliff find the splatter that is Zaster Zastera! and 3. you say i have a trust fund? I LIVED UNDER A BRIDGE FOR A COUPLE YEARS. chess and debate team? what the hell i dropped out of highschool after four days. and sexual misconduct with a goat? that just blew all your lies wide open you stupid bastard that entire segment with the CIA was fake too! i know that "agent" HE ****ING WORKS AT A DUNKIN DONUTS! stop spreading lies about me trying to ruin my career! keep it in the ring you coward! and you say im a crybaby!? ill show you whos a crybaby when your fighting for your life at my feet wile i crack a kendo stick over your head! Karnage you f**king disgust me. and hey look what i have
*Vertigo pulls out a couple of papers from his trench coat*
Vertigo: EHM Sargent D. Bag. wait... your name is D. Bag?? YOUR PARENTS MUST HATE YOU! i never had to deal with that because you obviously didn't research enough to know i was a f**king foster kid until i turned 10 and started offing teachers! anyway lets look at your military record.. killed 2 men? wait they weren't enemies.. FRIENDLY FIRE? nice one twitch finger.
*Vertigo grabs a open can of Budweiser and chugs it*
Vertigo: alright lets check out your criminal record. 22 counts of..WHAT THE HELL?? how can you sodomize 7 little boys a house cat and a 90 year old woman all in one night!?!?!? yes i am dealing with a psycho.. a ass raping psycho.. but i don't see ANYTHING other than public masturbation on your record. oh look theres even a picture!
*Vertigo takes out the picture and looks disgusted*
Vertigo: is that a monkey grabbing a piece of baby corn?? what the hell is that supposed to be?? did you get circumcised by a blind man with a extremely twitchy hand??
*Vertigo scans the picture and posts it everywhere possible*
Vertigo: go look at it at discharges.org *Warning Graphic Content* before you try to trash someones reputation and ruin their career, make sure you know all the facts
*Vertigo stands up and picks up his kendo stick*
Vertigo: but as for your challenge.. lets turn it up. I'm thinking.. STEEL CAGE KENDO STICK ON A POLE MATCH! because when i have your throat slit and your hacking up your intestines through the hole in your throat and as you drown in your own regurgitated blood. i want to make sure your little friends aren't gonna come out to help you. feel the pulse Karnage. Feel the pulse of death. the pulse.. of the maggot.
*camera fades out*