Post by HardKore Comley on Aug 12, 2015 18:34:31 GMT -5
----The scene opens up to the confides of the Thy WWE Boiler room, but something strange is happening. The sound of a clock can be heard ticking away----
HardKore Comley:
Tick tock, tick tock, tick tock.
----Erm----
HardKore Comley:
Hickory Dickory Dock, Robert Garrett ran up the clock. The clock struck twelve, Garrett fell down and I proved my time is now...
----Errrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr----
HardKore Comley:
Tick Tock, tick tock.
----JUST BLOODY SPEAK PROPERLY DAMN IT!----
HardKore Comley:
Soothing to some, annoying to others. But this sound symbols the beginning of the end for Robert Garrett, he is my next opponent since returning to the Thy WWE... My first victim, the start of my soul collecting from this wretched place. Robert Garrett is no small man, his size is deceiving; yet I am more deranged and dangerous, demonic and evil. What you all saw before was not a true reflection of who I was and who I am, but times have changed and now this wretched place shall wreak the rewards of having a monster on the loose... I may have lost my returning match, I may have lost my chance at a briefcase. I may have been taken out but do not think for one second I have forgotten about it, I do not forget about things so easily... I enjoyed it, every kick and every punch you both threw at me I smiled within and felt good about myself... I feel no pain Garrett, I said it once and I will always say it until people realise. I enjoy pain, I enjoy hurting myself if it means I can hurt others... Let that sink in Garrett, here I will give you a few seconds with the clock.
----Comley stops speaking and lets the clock tick for a few seconds, once they are up he begins speaking again----
HardKore Comley:
Has it sunk in Garrett, have you come to the realisation that I am what I say I am. A damn MONSTER!, you will be the first challenge in my career here in Thy WWE... You will give as good as you get and will be more of a challenge than anyone else, you will surely put up a fight and I know you will take me to the limits. IF I HAD ANY, I have no limits Garrett and I will stop at nothing to hurt you and torture you... I will seek solace and comfort knowing that I have bloodied you up and made to show everyone the phony you are. You will of course try and disprove it and you may just well do that, you could end up winning but that will not bother me; In fact, to truly go back to the monster I have to instil the wisdom I took before and not care about winning or losing, I have to become the old Comley but with the real me. I have to let go of my emotions and that shall not be hard, Garrett do not think just because you hold a briefcase that you are better than me... You will be the arrogant cretin who looks down on everyone, you will lay claim that I am not a monster but a carbon copy and you will not be the first to say that. But say what you want, as it will not affect me Garrett. I invite you to punch me square in the face, I invite you to do what ever you feel needed in order to hurt me... But like usual, I will just laugh it off because that is who I am Garrett. I am someone who will laugh at your failure in hurting me, you will be shocked to see me take your best shots... You will quiver in fear knowing that what you have given, the best you can give will be nothing.
----Comley laughs evil like----
HardKore Comley:
Tick tock, tick tock. Is it getting to you yet Garrett, are you going crazy yet... Are you going to go insane and start destroying every clock you come across, I bet it is getting to you right. You will be hearing it in your sleep, you will be hearing it before you face off against me... Every time you hear the clock tick, you will think of me. It will remind you that your demise is coming, it will remind you that the end is nigh... You will need to watch re runs of the past HardKore Comley in order to stand a chance to beat me, but what you do not understand is that I change it all up. I am not just the demonic monster of just beating people with in an inch of their pathetic miserable lives, but I must digress in the fact that sounds very fun... Oh no! In fact, I plan on how destructive I can and will be. I am methodical in my approach of hurting people, if I do something one week; I will do something different the next, I never do the same thing again. What is more dangerous, a monster who does the same thing over and over again... Or a monster who actually changes things, who actually plans on what will be accomplished.
HardKore Comley:
Tick tock, tick tock, tick tock.
----Erm----
HardKore Comley:
Hickory Dickory Dock, Robert Garrett ran up the clock. The clock struck twelve, Garrett fell down and I proved my time is now...
----Errrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr----
HardKore Comley:
Tick Tock, tick tock.
----JUST BLOODY SPEAK PROPERLY DAMN IT!----
HardKore Comley:
Soothing to some, annoying to others. But this sound symbols the beginning of the end for Robert Garrett, he is my next opponent since returning to the Thy WWE... My first victim, the start of my soul collecting from this wretched place. Robert Garrett is no small man, his size is deceiving; yet I am more deranged and dangerous, demonic and evil. What you all saw before was not a true reflection of who I was and who I am, but times have changed and now this wretched place shall wreak the rewards of having a monster on the loose... I may have lost my returning match, I may have lost my chance at a briefcase. I may have been taken out but do not think for one second I have forgotten about it, I do not forget about things so easily... I enjoyed it, every kick and every punch you both threw at me I smiled within and felt good about myself... I feel no pain Garrett, I said it once and I will always say it until people realise. I enjoy pain, I enjoy hurting myself if it means I can hurt others... Let that sink in Garrett, here I will give you a few seconds with the clock.
----Comley stops speaking and lets the clock tick for a few seconds, once they are up he begins speaking again----
HardKore Comley:
Has it sunk in Garrett, have you come to the realisation that I am what I say I am. A damn MONSTER!, you will be the first challenge in my career here in Thy WWE... You will give as good as you get and will be more of a challenge than anyone else, you will surely put up a fight and I know you will take me to the limits. IF I HAD ANY, I have no limits Garrett and I will stop at nothing to hurt you and torture you... I will seek solace and comfort knowing that I have bloodied you up and made to show everyone the phony you are. You will of course try and disprove it and you may just well do that, you could end up winning but that will not bother me; In fact, to truly go back to the monster I have to instil the wisdom I took before and not care about winning or losing, I have to become the old Comley but with the real me. I have to let go of my emotions and that shall not be hard, Garrett do not think just because you hold a briefcase that you are better than me... You will be the arrogant cretin who looks down on everyone, you will lay claim that I am not a monster but a carbon copy and you will not be the first to say that. But say what you want, as it will not affect me Garrett. I invite you to punch me square in the face, I invite you to do what ever you feel needed in order to hurt me... But like usual, I will just laugh it off because that is who I am Garrett. I am someone who will laugh at your failure in hurting me, you will be shocked to see me take your best shots... You will quiver in fear knowing that what you have given, the best you can give will be nothing.
----Comley laughs evil like----
HardKore Comley:
Tick tock, tick tock. Is it getting to you yet Garrett, are you going crazy yet... Are you going to go insane and start destroying every clock you come across, I bet it is getting to you right. You will be hearing it in your sleep, you will be hearing it before you face off against me... Every time you hear the clock tick, you will think of me. It will remind you that your demise is coming, it will remind you that the end is nigh... You will need to watch re runs of the past HardKore Comley in order to stand a chance to beat me, but what you do not understand is that I change it all up. I am not just the demonic monster of just beating people with in an inch of their pathetic miserable lives, but I must digress in the fact that sounds very fun... Oh no! In fact, I plan on how destructive I can and will be. I am methodical in my approach of hurting people, if I do something one week; I will do something different the next, I never do the same thing again. What is more dangerous, a monster who does the same thing over and over again... Or a monster who actually changes things, who actually plans on what will be accomplished.
----Jesus christ, that would be a scary thing. A brainy Monster, a monster who uses his head and not just his hands and feet and head and yeah you get the idea. Wait, I am rambling on... Getting back to the picture, Comley speaks again----
HardKore Comley:
Are you ready for what awaits you Garrett, can you really fathom the thought of being made to look a joke in front of these miserable cretins. Are you going to be like everyone and state that I am only a mere human and not a monster, because I can say everyone I have faced and even have not faced say I am nothing more than a fantasist... Someone who believes that he was he is not, no one believes me when I call myself a monster. No one understands that what I say is true, are you going to be like the rest and say I am nothing more than a mere human... No doubt you will, because you are no different from anyone else. You need to challenge my monstrous ways, you need to call me a mere man in order to have belief you can beat me... Because who can truly beat a monster, but at times them monsters do not lose as such; Oh no! They just relapse in what it means to be a monster, a monster should not care about these feeble, absent minded fans. A monster should truly not care about winning, a monster should only care about causing people hurt and trauma...
----Wow! I am writing this and I am even scared, what have I created----
HardKore Comley:
I cause people to crack up, because I get inside the heads of my opponents. But of course, people pretend they are not affected... Of course they have to say they are not affected, it is only human nature to be brave and hide behind the bravado and say they are not afraid of something bigger and scarier than them. They truly believe that they are not afraid, but deep down they are wishing they wasn't placed in a match against me... Before the match, they are hoping they get through the match unscathed. But it is a rarity that I do not manage to leave some sort of lasting damage on my opponent, where ever that be mental or physical. I will always get in to the mind of my opponent, Robert Garrett; Just like those before you, you shall fall at my hands. You shall fall from the clock like the mouse did, but you shall have a far worse falling... I am changed for the worse Garrett and I like it, do I care if I win or lose; Of course not, wins and loses do not matter to me. What does matter is proving to everyone that monsters do exist, because one is right here.
----Just then Comley stands out from the midst of the boiler room in to camera shot, but the camera does not pick up Comley himself. Indeed not, the camera zooms in on what Comley is holding... And it does not look pretty, it is a steel chair wrapped in not only barbed wire but chicken wire and as if that not enough. It has bits of razor sharp glass embedded in to the chair sticking out, it looks likes a damn death trap----
HardKore Comley:
Robert Garrett, meet LUCKY!. An old friend of mine that has been dying to be seen once again
----LUCKY! it's back, of all things mental and crazy. How on earth can something like that be blooming lucky, I am done. Nah! Comley is seriously deranged----
HardKore Comley:
My weapon of choice and only one of two friends I have, maybe you will meet my other friend in time. But you see Robert Garrett, LUCKY! causes instant blood shed and I am sure you can understand why... You are lucky this is not a hardcore rules match, because once this connects with your skull it will be the end for you. I am not afraid to use this at any given moment, before, during or even after the match... No one knows when I will use it, just know that it will always be around. Why am I telling you this, why am I telling you something that is not involved during the match... Well, I want to show you how monstrous I am. I want to show you how deranged and crazy I am and that I feel nothing.
----Without hesitation, Comley grasps LUCKY! with both hands on the folded chair legs. He looks dead in to the camera lens and has an evil glare and evil smirk on his face, just then with out warning. He SMASHED THE DAMN CHAIR OVER HIS FOREHEAD REPEATEDLY FIVE TIMES, instantly blood starts dripping down Comley's head. Not little drops, but it flows like the red sea; Maybe like a waterfall gushing out the water down to the floor, with in seconds there is a pool of blood surrounding Comley. But all he does is laugh evil like and rubs the blood over his face in to a crimson mask----
HardKore Comley:
Tick tock, tick tock. Hickery dickory dock, time is counting down Garrett... Be prepared for YOUR DEAD END IS UPON YOU!
----Comley just stands in the pool of blood that surrounds him laughing as the scene ends----
Are you ready for what awaits you Garrett, can you really fathom the thought of being made to look a joke in front of these miserable cretins. Are you going to be like everyone and state that I am only a mere human and not a monster, because I can say everyone I have faced and even have not faced say I am nothing more than a fantasist... Someone who believes that he was he is not, no one believes me when I call myself a monster. No one understands that what I say is true, are you going to be like the rest and say I am nothing more than a mere human... No doubt you will, because you are no different from anyone else. You need to challenge my monstrous ways, you need to call me a mere man in order to have belief you can beat me... Because who can truly beat a monster, but at times them monsters do not lose as such; Oh no! They just relapse in what it means to be a monster, a monster should not care about these feeble, absent minded fans. A monster should truly not care about winning, a monster should only care about causing people hurt and trauma...
----Wow! I am writing this and I am even scared, what have I created----
HardKore Comley:
I cause people to crack up, because I get inside the heads of my opponents. But of course, people pretend they are not affected... Of course they have to say they are not affected, it is only human nature to be brave and hide behind the bravado and say they are not afraid of something bigger and scarier than them. They truly believe that they are not afraid, but deep down they are wishing they wasn't placed in a match against me... Before the match, they are hoping they get through the match unscathed. But it is a rarity that I do not manage to leave some sort of lasting damage on my opponent, where ever that be mental or physical. I will always get in to the mind of my opponent, Robert Garrett; Just like those before you, you shall fall at my hands. You shall fall from the clock like the mouse did, but you shall have a far worse falling... I am changed for the worse Garrett and I like it, do I care if I win or lose; Of course not, wins and loses do not matter to me. What does matter is proving to everyone that monsters do exist, because one is right here.
----Just then Comley stands out from the midst of the boiler room in to camera shot, but the camera does not pick up Comley himself. Indeed not, the camera zooms in on what Comley is holding... And it does not look pretty, it is a steel chair wrapped in not only barbed wire but chicken wire and as if that not enough. It has bits of razor sharp glass embedded in to the chair sticking out, it looks likes a damn death trap----
HardKore Comley:
Robert Garrett, meet LUCKY!. An old friend of mine that has been dying to be seen once again
----LUCKY! it's back, of all things mental and crazy. How on earth can something like that be blooming lucky, I am done. Nah! Comley is seriously deranged----
HardKore Comley:
My weapon of choice and only one of two friends I have, maybe you will meet my other friend in time. But you see Robert Garrett, LUCKY! causes instant blood shed and I am sure you can understand why... You are lucky this is not a hardcore rules match, because once this connects with your skull it will be the end for you. I am not afraid to use this at any given moment, before, during or even after the match... No one knows when I will use it, just know that it will always be around. Why am I telling you this, why am I telling you something that is not involved during the match... Well, I want to show you how monstrous I am. I want to show you how deranged and crazy I am and that I feel nothing.
----Without hesitation, Comley grasps LUCKY! with both hands on the folded chair legs. He looks dead in to the camera lens and has an evil glare and evil smirk on his face, just then with out warning. He SMASHED THE DAMN CHAIR OVER HIS FOREHEAD REPEATEDLY FIVE TIMES, instantly blood starts dripping down Comley's head. Not little drops, but it flows like the red sea; Maybe like a waterfall gushing out the water down to the floor, with in seconds there is a pool of blood surrounding Comley. But all he does is laugh evil like and rubs the blood over his face in to a crimson mask----
HardKore Comley:
Tick tock, tick tock. Hickery dickory dock, time is counting down Garrett... Be prepared for YOUR DEAD END IS UPON YOU!
----Comley just stands in the pool of blood that surrounds him laughing as the scene ends----
