Post by beeftheox on Apr 24, 2024 13:12:07 GMT -5
A droning noise, a room bathed in red light, and a single man sat in the center. All alone on his throne of sin and strength, Monster Mammoth lifts his head, mask staring straight towards the camera. With a static sound, the lens cuts out and shows different angles of the room. Barbed wire drenched in a viscous liquid, cans of gasoline, broken kendo sticks. Flashing over the panning views before coming back to the intense eyes of the Peak of Freak.
"Murdoch..."
The name leaves Mammoth's mouth with a sense of lingering anger, pushing himself to sit straight upon his throne. Shoulders squared and back as he huffs, showing the nature of his inner beast.
"You say that you'll give one hundred percent...but I don't care what you're coming to me with. No matter if you're at one hundred, fifty, two hundred. None of that is my concern. I have heard, I've seen you think you're a Hardcore Icon. A man with nothing to lose so he puts his all out there every time he steps into the ring. You are a man who is close to what I seek...but you are not yet perfection. Your percentage, your state of body and mind don't matter to me because I will break you down."
Mammoth brings his hands up to clench some of the barbed wire, now clearly trickling with blood. Squeezing the hardcore prop between his palms and showing no signs of pain or stagnation.
"Before I build you back up again. You may think I turn people into monsters...but what I really do, is UNLEASH THE INNER FREAK!"
Standing up from his chair, once more the camera cuts out. Sounds of wailing and pleading for help. Destruction, as the room is completely broken down at this point. Tiles falling from the wall and ceiling, more broken items strewn about. As if Mammoth's mere presence is enough to decay, to rot, to destroy any semblance of sanity.
"That's why I'm challenging YOU to a hardcore match. Put your money where your mouth is before I show all these people what it really means to be a Hardcore Icon. Then...only then...when your body is broken, your will is snapped in half. Only then will I begin to rebuild you as one of the freaks. One of the unhinged...because if you think you've seen it all then you haven't seen me."
Picking up his chair from behind him, Monster Mammoth lifts the wooden seating above his head. Slamming it towards the camera just as it cuts off for the final time.