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Subject: DA Productions - The Isolated Pawn Sun Jun 03, 2012 6:52 pm
The static familiar from last week, once again appears on the tron and cameras. The WEW tech crew, whilst prepared for this to happen again, could not do anything to stop it. The feed once again stemmed from DA's dim, revamped locker room.
The monotonous sound from the piano plays as it closes in on Dark Angel sitting on his black leather couch. Lust to his right, with the barbarous crowbar in both of her pale hands. Although his eyes are not visible, they knew he was staring a hole into everyone who had flicked onto WEW in the hopes to see some good ol' fashioned wrasslin'.
Every stone conceals a lurking scorpion...
With the utter of every word, he sends chills down their spine. Turning her head slightly, Lust hands him the crowbar, of which he uses to stand himself up, now beginning to pace left and right before the camera.
The Scorpion and the frog...or, Cole Scorpio and Axle. I see this written all over both of you. If you are unfamiliar of this fable, I shall inform you. A scorpion asks a frog to carry him across a river. The frog refuses, saying the scorpion will sting him. The scorpion points out that if he did so, he would be dooming himself and the frog. So the frog agrees and takes him across the river, but halfway across, the scorpion does indeed sting the frog. When asked why, the scorpion says that this is nature, and that the behaviour of some creatures is irrepressible, no matter how they are treated and no matter what the consequences.
You see, Cole Scorpio has doomed Axle, with my help...
He stopped pacing, and look at at the crowbar, before handing it to Lust again. Walking towards the camera, he stops when he is close and crouches.
Cole has stung Axle, and now we're just waiting for them both to sink, while I laugh at the pair of them. BUT, what if there was more? What if there was, say an offering to one of them? Well, my friends, that would out put a whole lot of prestige into who is eliminated...
Indeed, it is true. I have made one competitor an offer, an offer their conscience screams at them not to refuse.
Luchas. De. Apuestas!
I am willing to put up my mask in the future, should Axle be the executed in this match. I am willing to put up my pride...my weakness...my very strength up for grabs so that Cole Scorpio can rest it upon his mantle next to a Lassie sculpture. You see, the Pawns have made their move, and most have been captured. The one remaining...is an isolated pawn. A pawn whose fate is doomed to be picked up and thrown to the side of the porcelain.
He rises and backs away until he reaches the couch, and sits upon it again. Lust has an evil smile as she puts her arms round his neck
Soon, master, soon you shall have finally completed that which you set out to achieve...it's so close I can taste it.
Indeed my lovely, Axle does not know what he's gotten himself into. For I shall say it again, HEEL could have been great. We could have been the embodiment of power. And then someone threw that opportunity away from you. Well this time he is not here, and you seem to be at your best. So I agree Cole. HEEL will once again join forces with each other, for the betterment of the both of us.
Cut out the middle man is a fine idea. You know where to find us Cole...I'll see you there..
The static flashes rapidly again, before everything settles back to normal.
