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Date Posted: 20:55:23 11/10/00 Fri
Author: Cutter
Subject: Rayne you silly twit {Nembrotious mentioned}

{Our scene opens up on a small roadside diner on the outskirts of Ohio the neon lights reflect off of the wide variety of rigs and other vehicles. Soon a jet black 2000 S10 pulls into the parking lot and comes to a slow stop. As the door opens the crushing lyrics of Brackish by Kittie can be heard thundering out of the truck’s cab soon Cutter dressed in a black leather jacket with a blue and green flannel shirt under it for that layer affect, jeans, a Green Goblin t-shirt and combat boots. He turns off the truck and slowly makes his way to the door of the diner the lights from inside reflect off the cat’s eye contacts as he steps out of the chilly night and into the diner}



{Some of the other customers give him strange looks but he’s used to it besides who gives a flip what redneck truck drivers think? He moves to a back booth and plops down with his legs on the opposite seat. From inside his jacket he pulls out a small camcorder and sets it up across from him before turning it on. Before he can start your typical waitress complete with beehive hairdo appears to take his order}

Woman: What’ll it be sugar?

Cutter: Roads go ever on, Over rock and under tree, By caves where never sun has shone, By streams that never find the sea; Over snow by winter sown….

{The woman gives him an odd look}

Woman: Um...yeah now what’ll it be?

Cutter: Oh I’ll have a chocolate shake, rings and a triple cheeseburger.

{With an odd look she wanders off to the back. Cutter shakes his head and turns to the small camera and starts to speak}




Cutter: Rayne your stupidity should have long since ceased to amaze me but this time you have let your ignorance truly show. Your no interference stipulation only works against you. You see if you could stop and pull your head out of your ass for five minutes you’d know Essex left the GWA for a while meaning for the time being there isn’t a Kindred. Four times now I have left your big no-talent ass wallowing in a pool of your own blood why in the name of all that is unholy would you want a match where I get to pick a stipulation?

{Cutter shakes his head sadly as the beehive lady returns with his food she puts the order down and hurries off. Cutter smiles as he continues}

Cutter: Your little chum Tranza made the statement that after each attack you come out and out do me. Now I may be nuts but reality hasn’t slipped that far away yet all you have done is pop Essex with a pipe all you are Rayne is my bloody whipping boy! You say you aren’t sure if you’ll win boy I’m very sure you won’t.

{Cutter gets a crazed look in his eyes as he continues}

Cutter: In fact I know you will not win and possibly not walk away from the ring under your own power. Big men like you do not intimidate me you can call me the GWA’s own giant killer if you must but I’d rather you not. Nembrotious, Doom, Doomsday, Kado, Goliath, Hayle all huge monsters and all have fallen at my feet. I’ve left you a bloody mess on four occasions and now you say I get to pick a stipulation well Rayne I will not keep the fans waiting I want a no ropes barbed wire two out of three falls match.

{The gleam in Cutter’s eyes seem to get brighter by a trick of the light as he suddenly gets up and leaps upon the end of the counter}



{He spreads his arms and walks slowly down the counter as he speaks and on his face is a very disturbing grin}

Cutter: Yes barbed wire my boy one of my favorite matches and if you are wondering about the two out of three falls well this way there will be no excuses and with your no interference stipulation this will get settled my dear whipping boy.

{Cutter starts to laugh as he starts to ramble insanely}

Cutter: I come from under the hill, and under the hills and over the hills my path has led. And through the air, I am he who walks unseen. Wednesday the blood shall flow like a river as the cruel barbs shred our flesh Rayne, Rayne go away come again another day little Johnny wants to play.

{Cutter sits down on the counter much to the chagrin of the stunned diners. After a few moments he starts to laugh and rock back and forth}



Cutter: Rayne you will end up like your brother the pathetic never has been. I will do far more than give you a concussion yes my friend I will carve your face up like hamburger.

{Suddenly Cutter hops down and returns to his seat and calmly starts to eat his meal. Suddenly his head snaps up and he speaks for the final time}

Cutter: Rayne I’ll be seeing you soon and yes Nembrotious I haven’t forgotten you my friend. The battle we had I may have won but the pure brutality of the match is what gave me a real thrill we will meet again soon. I think I’d rather crucify than learn.




{ The scene fades out on Cutter’s evil grinning face}

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