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Date Posted: 10:16:06 10/22/99 Fri
Author: Cupid
Subject: Kickin' ass and takin' names
(The scene opens up in a small abandoned warehouse. The musty smell of the air is enough to make even the strongest of stomachs turn. The camera pans around the room. As it does, we see holes in the walls where sunlight is coming through and old columns supporting the ceilings that look like they could collapse at any moment. The camera catches a glimpse of someone in the shadows. It appears to be a small man with not much weight to him. He stands silent and still as the camera moves closer to him. Finally, he steps out of the shadows. It is Cupid. He is wearing only his wrestling trunks. His ribs are still heavily taped from the attack he suffered on Tuesday at the hands of the Revolution. His head is hanging down and he appears to be almost oblivious of the camera. He stands there for a moment before looking up toward the lens. His eyes are filled with rage as is his voice when he begins to speak.)
Cupid: Revolution...I stand here before you today to give you a message. This (He points to his heavily-taped ribs.) is your fault. Next Friday, you will feel my revenge unfold on your asses. To insure that I don't forget the pain the four of you have caused me, I've secluded myself to this warehouse, alone and with little food. The time spent here alone is spent remembering the heinous crime you committed upon me Tuesday. I grow angrier by the minute and more eager than ever to get my hands on you. By starving myself until Friday, I will be hungry. Hungry for blood. Hungry for meat....snake meat. So Python, you can rest assured that your ass will be on my platter next Friday, whether you're in the match or not, I'll find you. I'm gonna hunt each and every one of you down. And when I find you, I'm gonna fire Cupid's Arrow directly through your heart and laugh as the blood pours from the wound. You see, you've made a huge mistake, Revolution. And that is, you've pissed me off. Come Friday, two of you will feel my wrath. And the other two of you, don't start feeling relieved just yet because you can rest assured that you'll be next. And once I've gone through the Revolution, I'm gonna go through the rest of this league like shit through a goose. Friday, the Revolution will be the first to suffer at the hands of this new wave of terror and destruction that only I can bring forth. TTSWF, it's not gonna be a very pretty sight. I cross my heart.
(He hangs his head down and turns to walk away. As he does, his figure disappears into the shadows, shrouding the bringer of love in darkness and mystery. The camera fades to black.)
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