Robert Herrington: Got the info you wanted.
Maniac: That’s great. Did you have to ruin my Solitaire game to tell me that?
Robert Herrington: Also, Senester gave me a note for you.
Maniac: What does it say?
Robert Herrington: I wouldn’t know. It’s for your eyes only.
Maniac: Do you expect me to believe you haven’t read the note?
Robert Herrington: Of course not. What kind of an employee would dare to read his employer’s private note?
*Maniac took the note from Robert and then raised his eyebrow. He looked at the envelope which looked slightly open.*
Maniac: Robert?
Robert Herrington: It was like that when I got it?
Maniac: Robert?
*Robert gulped and then pointed towards the door.*
Robert Herrington: I should be going.
*Robert took off and Maniac chuckled before opening the envelope and pulling out the note.*
Maniac,
I trust you know what to do to get the job done. Show no mercy and get your shot at the All-Star Title.
Good Luck,
-Senester
*Maniac smiled and nodded, before slipping the note back into the envelope, smiling, and looking up at the camera.*
Maniac: Once again, things come my way just because I am “The Human Horror Reel” Maniac. I’m the luckiest son-of-a-gun this fed has, and everyone should have realized that by now. I mean, it’s not like no-one else has luck, look at Eddie Phoenix escaping with the HWA All-Star Championship. I wouldn’t pat yourself on the back to hard Eddie, because that’s all you were, lucky. And when you show up at The Other Side, likelihood is your going to have a bullseye on your back that Logan Neilson will be taking aim at. But, hell, you’re the All-Star Champ now. I just hope you’re not just aware what you’re in for, but be ready for it. Good luck. But see, Eddie isn’t my worry at The Other Side. No, instead it’s two men I’ve faced off before, AC James and Draconis. Draconis, I’ve heard you whining, I’ve gotten all your messages. ‘When will you do you a promo?’ ‘Where is your promo? But see, I don’t need to listen to you. I don’t need to jump because you ask me too. I do what I want, when I want too. And at The Other Side Draconis, I just really haven’t felt like having a go at you. I mean, really Draconis, haven’t you pissed off enough people lately? Haven’t you got enough people after your head? Do you really need me to join in and tear you a new one? Because believe me Draconis, I can. But for the past couple of days, I thought I’d cut you some slack. Allow you to focus on this Mystery guy. And before you ask the ever obvious question, no Draconis, it’s not me or anyone I’ve paid for. But guess what…
*Maniac then picks up the folder and shows it to the camera. The front of the folder is clearly labeled ‘MYSTERY MAN” and Maniac holds it there for a few more seconds before tossing it to the table again.*
Maniac: I know who it is. Not hard to find out when I can buy anything or anyone I want. A little money to the post office and I got the address. Or maybe I bribed Senester and took this folder directly from his office. Or maybe I bribed the guy who held the camera for his vignettes. Really Draconis, you’ll never know how I got my info. But rest assured, I know who this guy is, and I know why he’s ####ing with you. Now I could tell you, but why spoil the surprise. I’d rather watch your face, when you realize just how stupid you are for not realizing who it was earlier. It’s almost like this massive joke Draconis, that you’re the only one not in on. I know, Robert Herrington knows, Senester knows, that guy eating a pretzel at home in the La-Z-Boy knows. The cretin operating this camera knows. That jackass sitting on the loo dumping a giant Draconis knows. Maybe you’ll finally be let in on the joke at The Other Side. Or maybe The Messenger will #### with you a little more. Man do I hope it’s the latter. See Draconis, I know for the past couple of days you’ve been sitting back waiting for me to speak. It’s like, you know when I open my mouth you’re done for. So you’ve been pacing the floor, refreshing HWA.com, calling all your inside sources, asking the same question. ‘When will Maniac speak?’ And while you’ve been waiting for me, I’ve been enjoying my life like only I can. A massage in Sweden, the Hot Springs in Bali. Lunch over the Nigeria Falls, all things that I can do, because I am somebody. You on the other hand, are nothing, no-one. You’re what happened when God squirmed really really hard and let one rip, after an Indian Curry. An awful smell and a terrible look, kind of brown and really swirly. You ended up exactly where you belonged Draconis, at the bottom. You think you’re going to saunter into HWA and have anyone give a damn? I mean, just like AC James you are of no worry to me because I know that when it comes down to it neither one of you compare to my skills in the ring. So go ahead, keep underestimating me and saying that you are going to “take me out” because when we meet in the ring at The Other Side I GUAREENTEE that I will be the one that gets his hand raised in victory and the number one contendership to the HWA All-Star Title. You know Draconis It’s not hard to make yourself seem scary to a pair of pussy whipped b###hes like DNA, H.A.T.E, or even the Archangels. But they did seem awfully familiar. Slightly stupid, heavily retarded. Anally obsessed, both giving and taking. Sheesh Draconis, if I didn’t know better I’d say they were you.
*Maniac cracks a smile before continuing.*
Maniac: See Draconis, there’s two kinds of people in this world. The successful and the losers. Me? I’m successful. Lots of money, big ol’ house, great victories. You’re the loser, and you always have been. I mean, you brag about being a Tag Team Champion, but how can you be proud about winning those when you have to have a partner to help you win it? You truly are the biggest loser I’ve ever met. Maybe I should bring my friend Kevin with me to The Other Side, and let him run you into the ground. Because I bet, even Kevin could beat you Draconis. Hell you’d probably let Vanessa pin you just so you could get close to a female. So, I’m almost done Draconis, almost finished tearing you apart. But in the future, you really should be careful what you ask for. You asked me to show up, and I have. Bet your regretting that now. I hope you bring your best Draconis. I really do. I know you’re expecting to walk in and whoop mine and AC James’s ass, and it’s going to be my great pleasure to turn around and show you just how wrong you are. I’m not the same man I was before, Draconis. Here, I am The Chosen One. And at The Other Side, you’ll find out you’ve been chosen as nothing more than a Victim. Sharpen up your skills Draconis, and at least attempt to make this a match. That’s all I ask. Let’s at least attempt to make you look like a threat before I put you down for the three. I hope you were paying attention Draconis, because…VIOLENCE IS GOLDEN!!!
*Maniac picks up the file, walking off into the distance as the scene fades to black.*
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