((jesus man. Chill on that. I'm not calling him out. he and I are cool as far as I know...))
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Theatre of Creeps by Circle Of Tyrants blares in the arena as the lights dim to dark red*
Circle Of Tyrants,
Circle Of Tyrants,
Attack you like the "Dawn Of The Dead".
A video of Killa-mo's match moments around the world shows on the screen as smoke fills around the entrance ramp.
I send you all to Satan, send you to the Devil decapitated,
Splattered, degraded, rather amazing manners of hatred manifestation,
The cannibal data-related to random standards of ********' faggots stabbed in they faces,
Buckets of acid, hitchike with truckers in traffic,
I'm stuck on a path where the outcome is nothing but tragic,
My outer appearance is nothing but average,
Inside of my brain structure, the primary function is madness,
Torture these chambers, puttin' blow torches to faces,
Corpses in my basement, torsos are my favorite,
Autopsy's invigerating, killing you is refreshing and liberating,
Playing with the dead is extensively tittelating,
Humans are extremely expensive but really tasty,
Sell you on the black market in pieces to anybody who pays me,
Limited quantity, culinary sodomy,
Unique cuisine, delicacy, the ultimate in quality.
LADIES AND GENTLEMAN. PLEASE WELCOME. REPERSENTING BORN 2 DIE. VIOLENT BY NATURE. KILLA-MO ONE...EHIT...SEVVVVVVVVEN!
Killa-mo walks out the smoke with a chair in his hand. Killa-mo slides into the ring and sets the chair up in a sit-down position. Killa-mo grabs the mic from the ring announcer and looks around as the music stops.
Killa-mo: It seems I was not clear last week. I was not joking when I said I was calling out every single tough person not just in CWL but around the world. CWL management caught wind and said I'm only allowed 4 other people to accept..
The crowd boo's
Killa-mo: But I'm not going to let that stop my good mood tonight! So I came out here alone tonight. Told the crew to stay in the back. I'm perfectly fine handling this on my own. So here's what's going to happen.
Killa-mo pauses as he looks to the crowd. And than sits down on the chair.
Killa-mo: I'm not going anywhere until 4 of the so-called "toughest" of the tough, the "extreme" of the extreme. and the "violent" of the violent come out here and accept the Invitation to My Junkyard Invitational! I'll put an entire show on hold until I get what I'm here asking for! SO WHAT'S IT GONNA BE PUSSIES!?
Killa-mo sets the mic on his lap and sits in the ring awaiting whoever comes out to accept the challenge.
((Anyone can intervene. Just keep in mind that I been told that only 4 people can accept this. So please be active when that PPV comes about. That's all I ask of. Thx))
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