Post by Claude Vigor on Oct 31, 2018 19:44:02 GMT
Soft chuckling can be heard as the camera comes on. There is nobody in the shot. But the chuckling continues. The camera slowly pans around the arena and finally focuses on the spot were the chuckling is apparently coming from. Sitting in one of the ringside seats is the giant monster himself, Claude Vigor. He continues to chuckle as he slowly shakes his head and then flashes a light smirk and begins to speak.
“You think your a real funny guy dont you Michael Rissi? How sad is it going to be for you when I make you eat all of your words that you had to say about me. I dont know who you think you are Rissi you seem to be thinking that you are someone special here when in reality your nothing compared to me inside the ring or outside the ring. You see Rissi people like you make me sick and listening to everything you said and how you think you are just going to beat me at Saturday Night Saga did nothing but make me laugh. I laugh at you because you are a pathetic little bitch who I am going to enjoy destroying with My bare hands.”
Claude chuckles again as he rises from the seat and begins to stroll around, the camera following him as he continues to speak.
“I dont care about you Rissi or anything you had to say about me because it was all bullshit. The only thing that I care about is beating everyone on this roster up and making them feel pain then going on to win that world title that everyone will be chasing but the truth is when I look at this roster there is no one I can see that is capable of beating me or even coming close to the world title especially scum like you Rissi. Haha you even think that you will beat me up with ease the way you talk well let me tell you that a little bitch like you wont even be able to leave a scratch on a monster like me. I hurt people that’s what I do and that’s what I have always been the best at doing for me Michael you are just another person that I am going to hurt and make you eat and choke on every word that you said.”
Claude is around the far side of the ring now, still walking around it rubbing his chin as he goes. He stops at the side and looks around rubbing his bald head. Claude rises up and speaks again.
“You know making a guarantee that you will knock some one out after beating them down is a mighty hefty boast Michael. I’m curious, just what will you say if it happens to be ME beating you down and then smashing your face into this canvas. Oh, right. When I DO THAT TO YOU, you WONT be able to talk right away or maybe never again! And believe me Michael, it is very possible that I can end your career so don’t talk shit like you have been. I have given men that are BETTER than you a grade 2 or 3 concussions in the ring. And with my size versus yours? You could end up with a grade 4 or 5 meaning…….COMA TIME for you Rissi or maybe even the end of your stupid career. Be careful about what you guarantee Micheal, it can and will come back to bite you in the ass pal.”
Claude continues to walk around the ring and ascends the steps and enters it, his eyes scanning the entire arena for any possible trouble or unneeded interruptions as Claude chuckles and then resumes speaking..
“You may think I am playing around Michael, but I assure you. I am being DEADLY serious. I am NOT he guy you want to threaten they way you did in your dumb little promo Michael. I am not the guy you want to take lightly the way you are because I promise you I will make sure I will destroy you and put you through the worst pain in your life and maybe after I put you in hospital with your career ended maybe I can end your wifes career the next Saturday Night Saga haha! I am NOT to be messed with or taken lightly and you clearly wont understand that so it looks like I have to MAKE you understand that by doing what I’m going to do to you in that ring this week.”
Claude laughs and holds his beard with a smirk.
“It makes me laugh that I am not in the main event this week when I am the only one on this whole damn roster with ANY talent. It makes me laugh that Michael Rissi thinks he can beat me. Everyone is so funny here because they are all jokes. Michael you have never come up against anyone like me. I’m bigger and badder then anyone you have ever met inside the ring. I am the best at the world at this and I will not only show you that Michael but I will show the world when I beat you up and down this damn right and throw you in that hospital and throw your career down the drain while you wife watches on and cries that you will never be able to wrestle again let alone walk again you piece of shit!”
Claude looks right down the slowly moving camera towards us.
“You are going to be EASE to destroy in that ring Michael this wont even be a challenge for me so if I were you I would rethink everything you said about me because your going to get put through the worst pain of your soon to be over career. If I want to tweet you then i will tweet you on twitter damn it who are you to tell me what to do. I do what i want around here or anywhere for that matter so you just keep saying all of this shit because soon you will be a bloody mess on the canvas unconscious with no more career and a jaw wired shut to finally shut you up. You cant guarantee anything you said Michael but I can guarantee that this is how you will end up after Saturday Night Saga you just wait and see.”
Claude chuckles again inside the ring the soft dark chuckling echoes in the ring with Claude looking angry and deranged as the camera fades off
“You think your a real funny guy dont you Michael Rissi? How sad is it going to be for you when I make you eat all of your words that you had to say about me. I dont know who you think you are Rissi you seem to be thinking that you are someone special here when in reality your nothing compared to me inside the ring or outside the ring. You see Rissi people like you make me sick and listening to everything you said and how you think you are just going to beat me at Saturday Night Saga did nothing but make me laugh. I laugh at you because you are a pathetic little bitch who I am going to enjoy destroying with My bare hands.”
Claude chuckles again as he rises from the seat and begins to stroll around, the camera following him as he continues to speak.
“I dont care about you Rissi or anything you had to say about me because it was all bullshit. The only thing that I care about is beating everyone on this roster up and making them feel pain then going on to win that world title that everyone will be chasing but the truth is when I look at this roster there is no one I can see that is capable of beating me or even coming close to the world title especially scum like you Rissi. Haha you even think that you will beat me up with ease the way you talk well let me tell you that a little bitch like you wont even be able to leave a scratch on a monster like me. I hurt people that’s what I do and that’s what I have always been the best at doing for me Michael you are just another person that I am going to hurt and make you eat and choke on every word that you said.”
Claude is around the far side of the ring now, still walking around it rubbing his chin as he goes. He stops at the side and looks around rubbing his bald head. Claude rises up and speaks again.
“You know making a guarantee that you will knock some one out after beating them down is a mighty hefty boast Michael. I’m curious, just what will you say if it happens to be ME beating you down and then smashing your face into this canvas. Oh, right. When I DO THAT TO YOU, you WONT be able to talk right away or maybe never again! And believe me Michael, it is very possible that I can end your career so don’t talk shit like you have been. I have given men that are BETTER than you a grade 2 or 3 concussions in the ring. And with my size versus yours? You could end up with a grade 4 or 5 meaning…….COMA TIME for you Rissi or maybe even the end of your stupid career. Be careful about what you guarantee Micheal, it can and will come back to bite you in the ass pal.”
Claude continues to walk around the ring and ascends the steps and enters it, his eyes scanning the entire arena for any possible trouble or unneeded interruptions as Claude chuckles and then resumes speaking..
“You may think I am playing around Michael, but I assure you. I am being DEADLY serious. I am NOT he guy you want to threaten they way you did in your dumb little promo Michael. I am not the guy you want to take lightly the way you are because I promise you I will make sure I will destroy you and put you through the worst pain in your life and maybe after I put you in hospital with your career ended maybe I can end your wifes career the next Saturday Night Saga haha! I am NOT to be messed with or taken lightly and you clearly wont understand that so it looks like I have to MAKE you understand that by doing what I’m going to do to you in that ring this week.”
Claude laughs and holds his beard with a smirk.
“It makes me laugh that I am not in the main event this week when I am the only one on this whole damn roster with ANY talent. It makes me laugh that Michael Rissi thinks he can beat me. Everyone is so funny here because they are all jokes. Michael you have never come up against anyone like me. I’m bigger and badder then anyone you have ever met inside the ring. I am the best at the world at this and I will not only show you that Michael but I will show the world when I beat you up and down this damn right and throw you in that hospital and throw your career down the drain while you wife watches on and cries that you will never be able to wrestle again let alone walk again you piece of shit!”
Claude looks right down the slowly moving camera towards us.
“You are going to be EASE to destroy in that ring Michael this wont even be a challenge for me so if I were you I would rethink everything you said about me because your going to get put through the worst pain of your soon to be over career. If I want to tweet you then i will tweet you on twitter damn it who are you to tell me what to do. I do what i want around here or anywhere for that matter so you just keep saying all of this shit because soon you will be a bloody mess on the canvas unconscious with no more career and a jaw wired shut to finally shut you up. You cant guarantee anything you said Michael but I can guarantee that this is how you will end up after Saturday Night Saga you just wait and see.”
Claude chuckles again inside the ring the soft dark chuckling echoes in the ring with Claude looking angry and deranged as the camera fades off
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