Post by warthog on Sept 28, 2020 14:49:59 GMT -6
The video opens on a shot of Aaron Warthog sitting peacefully on a porch. He's in a rocking chair, rocking back and forth. Back and forth. He smiles towards the camera, almost like a good neighbor. But there's a bit of a twinge of something else in that grin. He reaches to his side, pulling up Vic Vinegar's duster and staring at it.
Aaron Warthog - Hello, Vic. It was nice to see you last week. Nice victory over that Thunder fella. I don't remember what color he was, but I'm sure it was a huge victory for you.
Warthog continues to hold up the duster as he's talking, staring more at it than at the camera.
Aaron Warthog - I will say, Vic, I do admire your taste in clothes. You know, I bet this wouldn't fit me... but I should at least try, shouldn't I?
Warthog slowly gets out of the rocking chair, lifting up the duster. He teases putting it on, but then changes his mind with a small laugh.
Aaron Warthog - Actually, I might know someone who this would look better on. So I think I'll save it for them, because you surely don't need it anymore, do you?
Warthog takes a seat back in the rocking chair, smiling to himself. The duster is laid on the ground in front, with the chair rocking closer towards it with every... rock.
Aaron Warthog - Maybe it was impetuous of me to 'borrow' this from you. Maybe it will make you angry with me, and you'll be tougher to beat at Controlled Chaos. Or maybe I've figured out that it gave you strength, Vic. It made you the man you are today, and while that might not be much to b proud of, it's still gotten you into the wrestling business. Hey, that makes us both amazing guys, doesn't it?
Warthog smiles to himself again, rocking forward. The tip of the rocking chair's edge touches the duster, but then backs off.
Aaron Warthog - You are my second step towards Outsiders Dominance, Vicky. I've taken one down, and I'm ready to plow through everyone else with a fury that no one will see coming. You see, I've been a champion in Outsiders before, and damn it, I need that feeling in my life again. It's probably like you and this duster: it just feels like we're meant to be together.
Warthog suddenly jumps out of the rocker, nearly causing it to run over the duster. He reaches down, picking it up off the ground.
Aaron Warthog - But just like this duster... you're mine now, Vicky. You're mine. You can never prepare for the Stampede.
Warthog turns and walks away, content at knowing that he's gotten inside the head of his victim, maybe for the first time ever.