Doctor Louis D'Ville
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12-04-2014, 11:41 PM
Well, well. How does that feel now? Do you feel better?
Mister Gunnar I've been waiting for you to open up for nearly five months now. Finally we all here you story. A tragic one at that. You see though, I believe you're dwelling a bit too much on the past. Let it go, my friend. I already seen your source a failure long before you spelled it out for me, my friend.
Everything you've ever done in your entire life has been fueled by something in the past. You're lifestyle as a child, for example. Accepted by just the minority. You're trashy life with your drunken father. He dies, you were probably placed in several foster homes with real good people. You were so rebellious and devious that the poor folks just couldn't care for you anymore and you had to move on once again. After each one you became more bitter and more bitter. If I would've just been stronger. If I would've just been... stronger. If mum would've never left. If dad would've just dropped the bottle and got a job. If I wasn't such a scumbag.
I'm sure the things you've done in your life and the things you've done to survive required a devil on your shoulder to do them. Guess what, Mister Luke, I'm that devil. I'm the nightmares that keep you up at night. I'm the monster under your bed. Or park bench. Or subway. Or bridge. Whatever. The point is, you need me and you would not have survived with out me.
As I said before I've proved to this fine organization that I am a force to be reckoned with. I am the King of the XWF and the XWF Xtreme Champion. Now if you think that you're going to stumble back here and claim these things from me, you're deeply mistaken, my friend. I have waited patiently for a long time for your return and you never came. Perhaps you went through surgery after surgery to get better.... then months of rehab... then the painkillers... then more rehab...
Anyway. You're welcome to try and break my spirit, Mister Gunnar, but I don't believe it's going to happen. My reign is forever here and my streak is far from over. If you would like to be part of it, gladly... please step in the way. I will run you over just as I've done to so many before you, and oh yes, after you, as well.
Good luck you your match on Warfare, my friend.
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