Post by Kalidah on Mar 6, 2023 7:34:43 GMT
(Sent this to Kevin several hours ago because I wasn’t sure whether he wanted me to post it or give it to him to add to something. I probably goofed up again.)
Red Tiger King is shown in the back, pacing back and forth in front of a video monitor. He’s talking on his cell phone and is visibly shaking.
“What do you mean she’s disappeared? Joe, I asked you to keep her safe for me until I completed this.”
RTK pauses to listen to the person on the other line speak and shakes his head.
“I know, I know. I’m sorry. Please, Joe, find Sunfire. If anything happens to her…”
RTK hangs up and turns to face the wall. Letting out an angry scream, he punches it, putting his hand right through the drywall. As he pulls his fist back out, he’s approached by a woman with a microphone.
“Pardon me, Red Tiger King. I’m Laura Heeley, on assignment with Pollo Road. I think we can all clearly see that your mind is elsewhere on other concerns, but I have to do my job here. After weeks of tormenting you with mind games and sneak attacks, Kalidah finally revealed himself for everyone to see at the Rotisserie Rumble. You two eliminated each other and fought all the way to the back. What are your plans to deal with this madman?”
Red Tiger King rubbed his bruised hand and tried to compose himself for a moment.
“Plans, Laura? You want to know what my plans are? I plan to kick his ass. That’s what my plans are! You all think this has been going on for a few weeks? It’s been years, Laura. Years! I’m not going to bore everyone with details about this man, if you don’t know who he is, go look him up. This man was once my mentor. Despite those close to me trying to warn me, I formed a relationship with him. I honestly thought he wasn’t the sociopath he once was back when this place was called Pollomania, but I tiger cannot change his stripes. I have lost friends because of him. My very ability to build and maintain long term relationships with individuals has been affected by the torment he has unleashed on my life.”
He grabbed the microphone out of Laura’s hand and stared hard into the camera.
“Eli, Kalidah, whatever you want to call yourself these days, I’m sick of you and I’m sick of your games. You want me? Come get me! ‘Spring Chicken’ is only two weeks away. I want you in the ring, one on one. I don’t care what kind of match it is. I don’t care about the rules. At ‘Spring Chicken’ I will end you, or die trying. Do you hear me? I will bury you!”
His rant is halted by the sound of static. Both RTK and Laura Heeley turn to face the monitor as it suddenly turns on. Over the static the sound of a hammer clanging can be heard and a sweet voice begins to sing.
“I’m a spring chicken.
I’m yellow and small.
My feathers are fluffy
And they keep me warm.
My legs are are not long
So I’ll never be tall.
But I’m a spring chicken
And I’m having a ball.”
The hammer clangs in beat with the song. When it’s done, the voice cackles and the screen flickers to life. A porcelain-masked woman appears on the screen. He white mask glows in the dark. She waves at the screen and giggles. A name appears at the bottom of the screen: Lotte.
“Oh my lovely boy. Not so little anymore are you? Look at you, so big and strong. It is so nice to see you again. I wonder if you’ve missed me as much as I have you, Akihiko. It’s such a pity that you haven’t found his little jokes funny so funny, my lovely. My sweet, lovely boy, Kalidah has only been playing with you so far. He didn’t want to hurt. No, not at all. Not at all.
“You say that my lovely Kalidah has been tormenting you, and yet you are the one who antagonized him first. You came to Pollo Road, you wore his mask, and you all but made mention of him before one of your matches. Did you not think he wouldn’t take notice? Did you not think he wouldn’t come to play with you again? No my lovely, sweet prince, you did this to yourself. Know this, everything that happens now is because of you. You opened Pandora’s box and there is no way to close it again, but there is another box that can be closed. Oh yes, my lovely, a box that can be shut and never be opened again.”
The sound of the hammer clanging grew louder. Lotte turns and looks at something off screen. She turned back and seemed to beckon to those watching to follow her as she walked away.
Slowly the view on screen changed and Kalidah was shown leaning over a large wooden object. He was hammering nails into it. There was no mistaking what it was. The size, the shape. It was a coffin!
Lotte reappeared, caressing Kalidah’s back. She took a moment to glide a hand across the top of the coffin and laughed once more.
“What was it that you said, my lovely. ‘I will end you, or die trying’? Very well, my lovely. Very well. On March 20th, my lovely, lovely Kalidah challenges you to a Coffin Match. The only way to win is by putting the other in this lovely vessel and slamming the top shut, locking their victim inside with all their sorrows and regrets as they slowly suffocate in complete darkness, doesn’t that sound lovely?”
Behind Lotte and Kalidah, another coffin is shown leaning against the wall. A barely audible voice could be heard from inside and the coffin rattled as whoever inside banged against it, pleading to be let out. Lotte rubs a hand across the coffin and looks straight at the screen.
“But if you don’t believe me, why don’t you ask this one. I’m sure she can tell you all about it.”
Red Tiger King is shown backing away from the screen. He pulls out his phone.
“Joe? Joe, I know where she is. They have her locked up in a coffin in the boiler room. She’s down in the boiler room!”
RTK runs off, apparently in the direction of the boiler room. Laura Heeley calls for help and runs off after him, with several others following behind them both.
Still on screen, Lotte and Kalidah stand there staring forward. Lotte blows a kiss and winks at everyone watching. She raises up a remote control and points it at the screen.
“Oh this is going to be SO MUCH FUN! See you all soon.”
She presses a button and everything goes black.
Red Tiger King is shown in the back, pacing back and forth in front of a video monitor. He’s talking on his cell phone and is visibly shaking.
“What do you mean she’s disappeared? Joe, I asked you to keep her safe for me until I completed this.”
RTK pauses to listen to the person on the other line speak and shakes his head.
“I know, I know. I’m sorry. Please, Joe, find Sunfire. If anything happens to her…”
RTK hangs up and turns to face the wall. Letting out an angry scream, he punches it, putting his hand right through the drywall. As he pulls his fist back out, he’s approached by a woman with a microphone.
“Pardon me, Red Tiger King. I’m Laura Heeley, on assignment with Pollo Road. I think we can all clearly see that your mind is elsewhere on other concerns, but I have to do my job here. After weeks of tormenting you with mind games and sneak attacks, Kalidah finally revealed himself for everyone to see at the Rotisserie Rumble. You two eliminated each other and fought all the way to the back. What are your plans to deal with this madman?”
Red Tiger King rubbed his bruised hand and tried to compose himself for a moment.
“Plans, Laura? You want to know what my plans are? I plan to kick his ass. That’s what my plans are! You all think this has been going on for a few weeks? It’s been years, Laura. Years! I’m not going to bore everyone with details about this man, if you don’t know who he is, go look him up. This man was once my mentor. Despite those close to me trying to warn me, I formed a relationship with him. I honestly thought he wasn’t the sociopath he once was back when this place was called Pollomania, but I tiger cannot change his stripes. I have lost friends because of him. My very ability to build and maintain long term relationships with individuals has been affected by the torment he has unleashed on my life.”
He grabbed the microphone out of Laura’s hand and stared hard into the camera.
“Eli, Kalidah, whatever you want to call yourself these days, I’m sick of you and I’m sick of your games. You want me? Come get me! ‘Spring Chicken’ is only two weeks away. I want you in the ring, one on one. I don’t care what kind of match it is. I don’t care about the rules. At ‘Spring Chicken’ I will end you, or die trying. Do you hear me? I will bury you!”
His rant is halted by the sound of static. Both RTK and Laura Heeley turn to face the monitor as it suddenly turns on. Over the static the sound of a hammer clanging can be heard and a sweet voice begins to sing.
“I’m a spring chicken.
I’m yellow and small.
My feathers are fluffy
And they keep me warm.
My legs are are not long
So I’ll never be tall.
But I’m a spring chicken
And I’m having a ball.”
The hammer clangs in beat with the song. When it’s done, the voice cackles and the screen flickers to life. A porcelain-masked woman appears on the screen. He white mask glows in the dark. She waves at the screen and giggles. A name appears at the bottom of the screen: Lotte.
“Oh my lovely boy. Not so little anymore are you? Look at you, so big and strong. It is so nice to see you again. I wonder if you’ve missed me as much as I have you, Akihiko. It’s such a pity that you haven’t found his little jokes funny so funny, my lovely. My sweet, lovely boy, Kalidah has only been playing with you so far. He didn’t want to hurt. No, not at all. Not at all.
“You say that my lovely Kalidah has been tormenting you, and yet you are the one who antagonized him first. You came to Pollo Road, you wore his mask, and you all but made mention of him before one of your matches. Did you not think he wouldn’t take notice? Did you not think he wouldn’t come to play with you again? No my lovely, sweet prince, you did this to yourself. Know this, everything that happens now is because of you. You opened Pandora’s box and there is no way to close it again, but there is another box that can be closed. Oh yes, my lovely, a box that can be shut and never be opened again.”
The sound of the hammer clanging grew louder. Lotte turns and looks at something off screen. She turned back and seemed to beckon to those watching to follow her as she walked away.
Slowly the view on screen changed and Kalidah was shown leaning over a large wooden object. He was hammering nails into it. There was no mistaking what it was. The size, the shape. It was a coffin!
Lotte reappeared, caressing Kalidah’s back. She took a moment to glide a hand across the top of the coffin and laughed once more.
“What was it that you said, my lovely. ‘I will end you, or die trying’? Very well, my lovely. Very well. On March 20th, my lovely, lovely Kalidah challenges you to a Coffin Match. The only way to win is by putting the other in this lovely vessel and slamming the top shut, locking their victim inside with all their sorrows and regrets as they slowly suffocate in complete darkness, doesn’t that sound lovely?”
Behind Lotte and Kalidah, another coffin is shown leaning against the wall. A barely audible voice could be heard from inside and the coffin rattled as whoever inside banged against it, pleading to be let out. Lotte rubs a hand across the coffin and looks straight at the screen.
“But if you don’t believe me, why don’t you ask this one. I’m sure she can tell you all about it.”
Red Tiger King is shown backing away from the screen. He pulls out his phone.
“Joe? Joe, I know where she is. They have her locked up in a coffin in the boiler room. She’s down in the boiler room!”
RTK runs off, apparently in the direction of the boiler room. Laura Heeley calls for help and runs off after him, with several others following behind them both.
Still on screen, Lotte and Kalidah stand there staring forward. Lotte blows a kiss and winks at everyone watching. She raises up a remote control and points it at the screen.
“Oh this is going to be SO MUCH FUN! See you all soon.”
She presses a button and everything goes black.