Post by xtreme on Oct 28, 2019 11:36:23 GMT -6
"You say the situation
Is getting out of hand
I guess you know the reason why
But now it's hit the fan
Sometimes you feel so helpless
Well, think again
Destruction Destruction
Destruction Destruction"
- Destruction, Loverboy
We see Xtreme standing inside a darkened room. He's in a seated position, rocking back and forth. After a few seconds, he looks towards the camera.
Xtreme - Have you ever had an urge so great that it overwhelmed you? For some people, it'd be that burger that you want at 3 in the morning. For others, it would be drugs or sex. For me... it's violence. It's always been violence.
Xtreme pulls himself to his feet and looks around. The room definitely looks like it has seen better days, as a lot of the furniture is broken. Glass from one of the picture frames sprays out from where it was impacted.
Xtreme - When I came back to the GCWA after years of confinement, I was told that I would always receive what I wanted. And the wrestlers of the GCWA didn't let me down. The violence took place. The pain. The thrills. The feelings of agony. I was home again.
Xtreme starts to walk forward, with the camera backing up. We step into the hallway, with Xtreme stepping over what appears to be an unconscious body. We move down the hallway as Xtreme talks.
Xtreme - But then you came into my life, Jack Puffer. The so-called detective. The man who seemed to like taking a beating almost as much as I do. I was ready. I knew I could leave you bloodied and battered, and satisfy the urge for a few more days.
Xtreme walks up to the edge of the hallway and turns, leading into a bedroom. Two more bodies can be seen from this vantage point, one with their legs sticking up from behind the bed, while the other laying in the debris of a nightstand. A crushed lamp is laying nearby, in pieces.
Xtreme - But then you did the one thing I never expected. You no-showed. You left me with nobody and nothing... you left me to go into withdrawal... and then, when I tried to end it the next week... you no-showed again...
Xtreme sits down on the bed, ignoring the disarray around him. He absentmindedly shoves the feet off, sending them disappearing from view.
Xtreme - You gave me no release, Detective. And that... cost my recent foster family... everything...
A moan is heard from the side. Xtreme doesn't even look that direction.
Xtreme - You did this, Puffer. I hope you're proud of yourself. I hope you go to sleep tonight thinking about the lives you've shattered, due to your recklessness. I hope you're satisfied!! BECAUSE I'M NOT!!!
Xtreme suddenly reaches up, wrenching the camera out of the startled man's grasp. He glares deep into the lens.
Xtreme - DON'T DISAPPOINT ME AGAIN, PUFFER!! I CAN FIND YOUR LOVED ONES!! I CAN FIND PEOPLE THAT CARE ABOUT YOU, AND MAKE THEM HATE YOU!! BECAUSE IT WILL BE YOUR FAULT!!! IT WILL ALWAYS BE YOUR FAULT!!!
The camera goes flying away, and we see a brief glimpse of the cameraman just before the weaponized object crashes into him. The camera ends up on the floor, flicking, as Xtreme's laughter can be heard.
Xtreme - Your fault, Puffer... hah hah hah hah... your fault, Puffer... hah hah hah hah... your fault, Puffer... hah hah hah hah...
The video slowly fades out.
Is getting out of hand
I guess you know the reason why
But now it's hit the fan
Sometimes you feel so helpless
Well, think again
Destruction Destruction
Destruction Destruction"
- Destruction, Loverboy
We see Xtreme standing inside a darkened room. He's in a seated position, rocking back and forth. After a few seconds, he looks towards the camera.
Xtreme - Have you ever had an urge so great that it overwhelmed you? For some people, it'd be that burger that you want at 3 in the morning. For others, it would be drugs or sex. For me... it's violence. It's always been violence.
Xtreme pulls himself to his feet and looks around. The room definitely looks like it has seen better days, as a lot of the furniture is broken. Glass from one of the picture frames sprays out from where it was impacted.
Xtreme - When I came back to the GCWA after years of confinement, I was told that I would always receive what I wanted. And the wrestlers of the GCWA didn't let me down. The violence took place. The pain. The thrills. The feelings of agony. I was home again.
Xtreme starts to walk forward, with the camera backing up. We step into the hallway, with Xtreme stepping over what appears to be an unconscious body. We move down the hallway as Xtreme talks.
Xtreme - But then you came into my life, Jack Puffer. The so-called detective. The man who seemed to like taking a beating almost as much as I do. I was ready. I knew I could leave you bloodied and battered, and satisfy the urge for a few more days.
Xtreme walks up to the edge of the hallway and turns, leading into a bedroom. Two more bodies can be seen from this vantage point, one with their legs sticking up from behind the bed, while the other laying in the debris of a nightstand. A crushed lamp is laying nearby, in pieces.
Xtreme - But then you did the one thing I never expected. You no-showed. You left me with nobody and nothing... you left me to go into withdrawal... and then, when I tried to end it the next week... you no-showed again...
Xtreme sits down on the bed, ignoring the disarray around him. He absentmindedly shoves the feet off, sending them disappearing from view.
Xtreme - You gave me no release, Detective. And that... cost my recent foster family... everything...
A moan is heard from the side. Xtreme doesn't even look that direction.
Xtreme - You did this, Puffer. I hope you're proud of yourself. I hope you go to sleep tonight thinking about the lives you've shattered, due to your recklessness. I hope you're satisfied!! BECAUSE I'M NOT!!!
Xtreme suddenly reaches up, wrenching the camera out of the startled man's grasp. He glares deep into the lens.
Xtreme - DON'T DISAPPOINT ME AGAIN, PUFFER!! I CAN FIND YOUR LOVED ONES!! I CAN FIND PEOPLE THAT CARE ABOUT YOU, AND MAKE THEM HATE YOU!! BECAUSE IT WILL BE YOUR FAULT!!! IT WILL ALWAYS BE YOUR FAULT!!!
The camera goes flying away, and we see a brief glimpse of the cameraman just before the weaponized object crashes into him. The camera ends up on the floor, flicking, as Xtreme's laughter can be heard.
Xtreme - Your fault, Puffer... hah hah hah hah... your fault, Puffer... hah hah hah hah... your fault, Puffer... hah hah hah hah...
The video slowly fades out.