HWA Message Board: You Call That A Gift?

"For, behold, the day cometh, that shall burn as an oven; and all the proud, yea, and all that do wickedly shall be stubble: and the day that cometh shall burn them up, saith the LORD of hosts, that it shall leave them neither root nor branch." (Malachi 4:1)

(Senester): I’ve received word on valued authority that you’ve been out collecting knives Talon. Tell me…how does the sword of Michael Dredge feel in your hands? Do you feel my hand there too? Does it still carry the essence of my wrath when I stuck it into his chest? Has the edges discolored from his blood that stained it, or have the refinished it to hide his inferiority and shame? Is it not at all odd to you that you have been left with some shack of a farm, a few houses and the remainder of his contemptible worldly possessions, while his bastard son gets nothing? Poor little MJ gets nothing at all. Perhaps we have some of those useless Cowboy’s From Hell t-shirts that never sold in storage. It may be in my kind nature to send some to the child so he may have at least that.

Your mentor….your friend….your “big brother” had many secrets. We’ve shared some delightful atrocities he and I in a much better life of his. If you ever want to feel connected to him, I suggest you skip the dry rotted ranch in Nashville and visit me. I have many tales to tell and can of course provide a far better entertainment than some weeping, now unemployed woman with nothing but old memories. That invitation is open, of which you will naturally decline. I’ve offered you a gift beyond human imagination, yet you accept these meager offerings?

Forget the sword and whatever treasure trove of paltry gifts you’ve been left, it appears he’s already left you his defiance, a defiance that will lead you your reunion. You make me do this to you Talon. You’re already losing your hard-earned status, and your World title at Havoc. You should allow me to keep my hand at rest to its side, so that it needn’t come upon you, but you won’t. You will continue to rise against me. You will continue to “rage against the machine” as it were.

You want Michael Dredge videos Talon? I’ve seen them all before and I don’t care for reruns. I say we make some new episodes. I want you to think of this as you make your possible pit stop in Nashville on your way to Australia. Dredge was no one to be shamed in front of a camera, he often regarding himself as “Big Dick Dredge” on numerous occasions. I’d hardly say he can make such an assumption of penis size now. Wouldn’t it be entertaining to break it off Talon? That stupid Kate woman who dared speak my name on television might like to have it. I say we strap her down and let her feel him between her legs one more time. Will her screams be of ecstasy or fear as that special part of his crusted corpse is thrust into her? Every plunge inside her atrocious womb leaving traces of his decayed skin. When we are finished, we can toss the remains to the boy and let him use his dead daddy as a pacifier.

Senester smiles and laughs darkly, his hands clasped together… as the scene fades to black.