DARKSIDE
Free Agent
VW Tag Team Champions
Posts: 169
Alignment: Tweener
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Post by DARKSIDE on Feb 10, 2013 12:12:18 GMT -5
A loud crash is heard in the receiving area outside of Miss York's office, as if someone (or some thing) had nearly busted the door off of its hinges! The clamor of furniture being shoved around and heavy footsteps that seem to become louder as they approach the closed door to York's office.
Suddenly, the door is rattled by the knocking of a forceful hand, and a deep, growling voice is heard....
Little pig! Little pig! Let us come in![/i]
....and then. silence, as if the source of the beastly voice stands awaiting a response.
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Post by Miss York on Feb 11, 2013 6:49:43 GMT -5
Natasha comes running as she tries to hold them back.
Miss York I am so sorry I tried to hold them back but they insisted they needed to talk to you.
No worries Natasha. They are eager to work and I am eager to talk to all of my talent. Go ahead and go back to your desk. I will handle things from here.
Natasha leaves as she feels that she is losing a handle of what Miss York is paying her to do.
Come on in Darkside! We got plenty to discuss.
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DARKSIDE
Free Agent
VW Tag Team Champions
Posts: 169
Alignment: Tweener
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Post by DARKSIDE on Feb 11, 2013 21:36:24 GMT -5
The four members of Darkside all file into Miss York's office. Nightmare and "Doctor" Death sit on the black leather couch, Angel slithers up onto Nightmare's lap and leans back with her head on the headrest...the Amazon title draped across her body. Minion crouches and takes a knee at the left side of Death.
Nightmare begins to speak...
Eager? To work? For you, "woman"? What I am "eager" to do is to join the rest of our clan in making right the wrongs that were perpetrated against us last season. Chris Lionheart lured "Doc" and I out to the ring with shiny new contracts, had us sign our souls away...and then proceeded to sic his goons on us in a pathetic attempt to take Darkside down. His plan failed miserably, if you recall. We made quick work of Havgrimur and Starr, but then....Lionheart was nowhere to be found. He knew we would be seeking his head, and he caused that distraction so he could tuck his head back up his own ass and run for the hills! Darkside still hungers for retribution, and it feeds our rage. A rage that needs to be vented....and vent, we will![/b]
Angel raises her hand and gently places a finger against Nightmare's mouth, silencing him. She rubs his cheek and purrs into his ear, clicking her teeth near his ear lobe. She then cast her stark, white-eyed gaze at Miss York.
Look, "Yorkie". I don't know where you're stashing that pussy, Lionheart. Maybe under your skirt, for all I know. I don't really care. What matters to me is this.[/b] Angel strokes her hand across the faceplate of the Amazon title. This title...that I won at the final PPV of the season against Raiyven. It was possibly the toughest challenge of my career, but I finally proved to the world...and all those mutts back in the locker room, exactly what I said I was all along. The BEST! The "alpha bitch"! The #1 Amazon in this company. This year, it will be no different. I came here last year as a challenger, and I ended it as a champion. A multiple-time champion! Now, I enter this season as the reigning champ...and I'm gonna end it as the same! Mark...my...words! This title is MINE, and I'll be damned if I let anyone else take it from me this time![/b]
Minion has become increasingly impatient, looking around the room, sniffing the air. He can sense Miss York looking at him, and Minion pauses, turning his head slowly toward Miss York. Minion glances to the side and suddenly leaps to his feet, making a beeline for the well-stocked bar! Minion rifles through the bottles and holds up a bottle of fine cognac. He strikes the neck of the bottle against the bar, breaking the bottle open just before guzzling down roughly half the bottle with a wide, slobbery grin on his face. Minion ducks back down and grabs more flasks and containers, scurrying back toward the rest of the group and passing out various bottles amongst them.
As "Doctor" Death cracks open his bottle of $500 vintage wine and takes a long drag from it, he swallows with a gulp and explains, You see that, Madam? What Minion means is that he is as willing to serve us as ever. He knows all too well the mission that we have before us, and he is our top soldier in that fight. One who dives headlong into the fray with little regard for life and limb, all in the greater interest of Darkside! His loyalty knows no bounds. He would die for our cause, Miss York. But, let me assure you....the casualties of this war will NOT be us! The cleansing of this foul planet you call home continues, and our sights are already set on a few who deserve a speedy removal from this world. Darkside means you no harm, Miss York. Do not be frightened by our appearance, or our intentions. We will work for you....as long as you don't pull any bullshit tricks like your predecessor did.
Nightmare and I have a vested interest in your tag team championship. We will pick up where we left off by dominating the tag team division. If anyone doubts us, or thinks to prove us wrong about that....well, they better be prepared to eat their words through a mouth filled with bloody, broken teeth![/b]
Death slumps back against the couch with a growl as he takes another healthy gulp from the wine bottle.
Nightmare looks to Miss York and addresses her again.
So, "woman"? You know why we have come back. Lionheart may have been a feeble douchebag , but he knew what was "good for business". He knew that our disciples would fill the arenas every night to worship and watch us do what we were created to do. He knew our merchandise sales eclipsed that of 70% of the roster alone. Choosing not to come running and begging us to sign on for another year would have been suicide for this company. So....we are here, and the rest of the bums back in that locker room have no idea what's in store for them this time. Darkside is back with a vengeance! And vengeance...will be OURS![/b]
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Post by Miss York on Feb 12, 2013 7:27:14 GMT -5
Miss York gazed at them as she didn't have time for games.
I don't know what you are used to but the inmates don't run the asylum. And as far as Lionheart goes? He is recovering from an in ring attack months ago. This company will be run day to day by me. He has no authority here. Ms. Youngblood will have ownershio but at the end of the day I am the alpha bitch. So Ms. Angel I am so happy you got and live that title because come the 24th you will defend that title. I expect you to promote this company as the head Amazon. Not to mention your role as the Murder Dolls. I am ready to slap those vp bitches in the mouth.
But no worries you others csn decide but if you are ready to fight then go to vp and beat up on some of their tag teams or chsllenge our English Bulldogs. They are eager to face some real competition.
So since you all are ready to get started then don't fail me? This regime is now ran by a woman and us women kniw how to get things done. Your contracts that you signed with Lionheart are voided when I bought this place. The ones in front of you are more lucrative. You all ready to get paid and showcase your talents?
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DARKSIDE
Free Agent
VW Tag Team Champions
Posts: 169
Alignment: Tweener
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Post by DARKSIDE on Feb 12, 2013 19:25:15 GMT -5
Angel grins with a devious glint in her eye.
Ya know something? You're starting to grow on me. Yeah! I like your style, "Yorkie". I think we're going to get along just fine. You keep the leash tight on the rest of those hounds you call "talent" in the Amazon locker room. As for me? I'm your champion. I will represent the division better than anyone. I mean, just look at me. Fierce! Cunning! Vicious! Cold-blooded! Everything those other "pretenders" to this title are NOT! This company deserves a champion like me, and who am I to deny the faithful followers of Darkside a chance to watch their mistress doing what she was born to do?[/b]
Minion simply nods in agreement and chuckles under his breath as cognac dribbles down his beard.
Death sits up and rests his elbows on his lap.
I have to say, your presence in this seat of power surprises all of us. We came here expecting to see Lionheart quivering in his piss-soaked panties. heh heh heh... Instead, we are greeted by a woman of strength and purpose. One who appreciates the finer things. You are not unlike me and the others. We, too, appreciate the best things in life. Nightmare, Minion, Angel and I all look forward to feasting on the proverbial banquet of human carnage that you have so graciously served up to us by offering these new contracts.[/b]
Death stands up and motions his hand out toward Miss York's desk, encouraging the others to follow his lead.
Come! Let us all make this "official". Such as we sign these contracts with pen and ink, so begins the next chapter in Darkside's legacy....to be penned in the blood of those who shall fall to our might![/b]
Nightmare, Minion and Angel all close in around Miss York's desk, all barely able to contain their enthusiasm after Death's rousing speech.....
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