on August 24, 2024, 7:26 pm, in reply to "From news about David Hoff and interview with Wolfy and Maniac"
“I’m totally responsible for it all…,” Maniac said.
She nodded. It had all began and it would all end with him, she knew that. They, knew that. Her arm that hung limp to her left grabbed the bottle at her feet and took a swig. She wasn’t drunk, nowhere near it, she just wanted to feel that burn in her throat.
“Erica is being possessed….” The Radio host said.
What the fuk did this mark, know. She wasn’t possessed, she was “joined.” She had willingly invited DreamMaster inside. He gave her what she needed to defend herself, and there were no apologies she’d make for it.
“Erica is crying for help…,” Maniac said.
So what if she was, the only one who could help her was DreamMaster. Not Maniac who claimed to want nothing but to help her, yet cut her off. Uninvited her for his own peace of mind. Not Hans, who sexually assaulted her, led her on, the gold in Fort Knox was less protected than he was, and he got away with any and every of his deeds. Not the Parkers, her employers who couldn’t care less about her, only tolerating her condition because they are afraid of a lawsuit.
“Skinky Skank…,” Wolfy repeated countless time.
How could no one but a few see who he truly was…the vile human being he was? His mockery, his name calling, his smug attitude like he was above everyone else because he hugged trees and kissed kangaroos ass holes.
She looked down suddenly realizing that she couldn’t feel the sting, the sharp pain in her leg anymore. The blood has begun to coagulate, the small sticky puddle on the floor thickened looking more like spilt paint. She’s sat there for a few minutes already, the camera running before she pulled away from her thoughts and put words to them.
(Erica): Is that all you boys got, jokes and lies? I once thought better of you Maniac, but now I see everything. I know everything. Perhaps you are right, perhaps part of the Erica you knew remains. The part that longs for my family Hans separated me from. The part that called you mi Maestro, with respect. Perhaps it is that part that has kept me away from you. Perhaps a part that needs to die.
Her head tilted down, she shakes it slowly side to side. Her hair falling down around the sides of her face.
(Erica): You don’t deserve it! You don’t deserve our silence. You can “answer for your past crimes” alone. I haven’t committed any. I am a victim. They’ve all been committed against me, and what justice I’ve managed to serve, what little payback I’ve dished out has been earned and justified.
She lifts her head, smiling as she points to her temple.
(Erica): Nosotras te conocemos. We know you better than you know yourself. That is the reason you wish to destroy us. Es verdad! We won’t let you, we will stop you and there is nothing Butch and Hans and your fuking Pillars can do to stop us. You’ll find that out soon enough.
She takes a deep inhale and exhaled as she pulled her hair back. Taking another small swig from the bottle.
(Erica): y luego estás tú, Wolfy! Everybody just loves you don’t they…the kids, the boys in the back, the bosses, even those dumb bitches in the office. You’ve made a name for yourself simply by calling others out of theirs. At Havoc tu pendejo, Tobias and I are going to cash in. It’s time we get a slice of what you’ve been earning off of us. And, Sharky there two…this is just perfect.
Nobody has been bullied more by the two of you than us. You think you’re cleaver Shark with your little Podcast and wonder why your fuking Studio got burnt to the ground. I should have done it myself, but thank god for Professor Hoff.
She smiles now, imagining the place going up in flames.
(Erica): Tobias, a la Havoc, somos tu y yo chico. I couldn’t ask for a better partner for this match. Finally, after months of verbal and physical assaults, we get our hands on our transgressors.
Click-Clack…the sound is heard as she raises her butterfly knife into the cameras view, smiling.
(Erica): Like you said, Chico…we’re going to carve our way through them and I know just how to do it. Maybe then a man of your talent can be put on the title scene where you belong instead of being forced into dumb matches. Do you see the favoritism chico? They do it with Hans, they do it with Sean, they’re doing it with Wolfy…anything they want, they get. They’d have forced you into the match even if you didn’t accept it…that’s who they are, y lo sabes.
People like us, outshine people like them and they’re afraid. They’re too embarrassed to admit their limitations so they try to keep us down. I intimidated Sarah so bad she left using the Olympics as an excuse, and how long is Alexis going to be “out with injury?’ Have you seen that bitch at the Academy…she ain’t injured! They didn’t even tell anybody what the injury was…you know why? Because she never had one. Where’s Luna Rain, that turncoat kunt ran off into the backwoods with her family, her brother Jesse alongside her because he knew he couldn’t beat you.
Click-Clack…the sound is heard again and again as she plays with the knife in her hand, opening and closing it.
(Erica): I outwrestle Michelle and they just treat her like a fuking Disney Princess. So what do they do…the bring in this Japanese girl as a mystery opponent to throw me off my game. That old Miyagi, Red Dragon motherfuker. He’s nobody and he’s already on the card for Road to Ruin before anybody. This is how they operate chico, but at Havoc…we’re going to show them how we operate and I can’t wait. The police are out harassing Professor Hoff when they’re an attempted murderer walking around. What he tried to do to you is beyond words, but it shows you how this conspiracy works. That’s okay though chico, at Havoc we’re going to give, far better than what we’ve received.
Erica stands, her bare feet slapping the floor as she heads for the door in this undisclosed location. Her shorts with little splotches of blood from her running the knife of her hand against them. The door opens and the daylight from outdoors shine so bright we see nothing but her silhouette as she steps out and the scene fades to black.
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