Hospital Brawl-3T vs. Morbid Angel

[Dave Masters]

DEADLINE FOR ROLEPLAYING IS 03/02. ONLY ONE RP IS PERMITTED, AS PER JWA TRADITION. NOONE BUT THE COMPETITORS MAY REPLY IN THIS THREAD.

[Morbid Angel]

The scene opens to Morbid Angel who parks his SUV outside the building and hands the keys to a waiting employee. The passengers side door opens and the Blood Countess Ertizbet Bathory gets out! The 6'2 beauty is just as dangerous as Morbid Angel. As the history is told from these two rare pieces of work, they fought together in a few federations in Canada and Germany! Ertizbet was the first female World Champ in the OWA and together with Morbid Angel they took home the tag titles and kept them for three weeks! In the WWA Morbid took over the top holding the World title with in a week, and Bathory with the IC title! Once again attacking the Tag belts and winning them undisputed for two weeks! Together they were feared! Feared as much as they were separated!
The blood Countess Bathory who Was birthed in Hungary and now hails from Danzig Germany Also owns a ring of her own Funeral Parlors. Morbid And Bathory who once shared partnerships now own their own piece of the Death business! After Bathory decided to go back to Germany, Morbid decided to open a few Parlors in America and Canada to match with Germany! The Parlors better known as “The Hall’s Of Eternity” Still thrive off the dead in abundance! Bathory Still in part owns Germany’s parlors and opened a slue of her own in Hungary, Denmark, and Amsterdam. Together they are the two biggest profiteers of death!
Tonight Morbid Angel was called upon to do a special appearance for Charity! Morbid who really doesn’t give two shit’s about life was backed in between a rock and a hard place! Given the alternative of a revoked contract giving Super Star status and matches! Morbid regretfully agreed to be engulfed by the flaunting of celebrities so normal people can donate money! Morbid was still not knowing of what type of event this was to support! He brought Bathory as a guest...that and she was in town!
The two walk down the red carpet with the photographers snapping away as random other ExWA wrestlers walk down the stretch with wives or girlfriends in hand, Morbid And Bathory walked next to one another cold as hell! Morbid dressed in his sleeveless trench coat with spiked shoulder and a large Morbid Angel inverted cross on the back! Bathory dressed in darkness, pale as a corpse.... the two enter the building.

Man-“ Good Evening Mr Angel, and madam...May I take your coat’s?”<br>
Morbid Angel looks at the man.

Morbid-“ did you call me Mr Angel?”<br>
Man-“ Yes sir......”<br>
Morbid-“ ah fuck it! I will let you live this time!”<br>
Morbid takes off his coat as does Bathory and they enter more! The place is covered with wrestlers and mid famous celebrities! With in moments of Morbid Angel’s arrival a man dressed in a tux walks to him and says something low in his ear and points into a conference room. Morbid Angel disapprovingly shakes his head and walks toward the room, Bathory follows him.
Morbid takes center stage in front of the television camera’s and interviewers from various stations.

Morbid Angel-“ Good Eve!”<br>
Morbid’s flat toned voice stormed through the room.

Interviewer-“ Morbid....why have you decided to show up at this benefit for children with fatal illnesses and not the one Hosted by the ExWA’s very own Triple D?

Morbid pauses for a moment, this is the first time he even heard of what the event is for.

Morbid-“ Well for one I was not invited to join them. I guess my tactics in form are not what one would call...family friendly! As for why I am here...I was given a option I could not resist...”<br>
Interviewer-“Morbid as we can all tell from your appearance here tonight you have a soft spot for the suffering of Children...do you actually believe in what you do and talk about?”<br>
Morbid-“Morbid Angel is based off the belief of the man behind him! And he has no softness!”<br>
Interviewer-“Then who are you and what are you about?”<br>
Morbid Angel-“ My given name is Olek Krichev! I changed it to Jake Morbid and yes! I am of the Devil! I believe in Morbid Angel! Because Morbid Angel is ME! Morbid Angel is a name that I gave shape to! I gave that name LIFE! With out me Morbid Angel is a name that gives no Fear, no pain, and no blood! Jake Morbid would stand! And be the same! Even if I kept the name Olek...I would still be just as Evil, Just as Sinister....Just as fucked up as Morbid Angel!
My sympathy for the parents of the children that die! But I feel nothing! No sorrow! No remorse! Death is something that we all must meet in life, no way around the fact of death... you can only cheat it once...and most of the time we don’t even know we cheated it! Maybe you were in a car and nearly missed a truck...maybe a house fire that never happened... you all will die! It’s best to die young when your not attached to the world. In the end...you all will see me!”<br>
A moment of silence passes before the questions resume

Interviewer-“ Have anything you would like to say about your match coming up against 3T?”<br>
Morbid-“ Honestly I heard the name but his face doesn’t ring a bell....I know that alone will be bad right? Thomas I know you will say some shit about how I should know your face..BLA..BLA..BLA.. Now I will remember your face Because I fear you...BLA..BLA..BLA...what the fuck man you just are not scary! Jesus Fucking Christ!!! scary to me is a church full of real Christians! And since that does not exist..I have no fear! Now onto our Hospital room brawl...I like that idea...I think that this match will be my work of art! I can see your blood everywhere! Hell even my blood will spill. But its OK I live to bleed!..........Anything else”

[Morbid Angel]

after some brief chattering Morbid left the stand and walked out into the lobby. Morbid was invited into the dining hall where he and Bathory were taken to their seats! The table was in the middle of a large room...Knowing Morbid Angel as well as we do, he was not happy with the seating arrangements! He is a man who likes to have his back against the wall, to keep watch of all the people who may or may not have something against the demon! He quietly takes a seat and awaits service! No words were spoken between Morbid and Bathory...just the sounds of other people talking.

Waiter-“ Good evening, out specials are.....”<br>
Morbid cuts him off

Morbid-“just get me some water”<br>
The waiter writes that down and looks at the Blood Countess

Countess-“I’ll also have a water”<br>
The waiter walks off and leaves the two to talk among them selves.

Bathory-“ So are you enjoying the party this far?”<br>
Morbid-“ Of corse not! Too many people....bull shit!”<br>
Bathory-“ So have you heard anything from 3T yet?”<br>
Morbid-“ Nothing as of yet, I looked into his background a little the other day and guess what I found out about him?”<br>
Bathory-“ What....anything interesting?”<br>
Morbid-“ You could say that. He also has no name.”<br>
Bathory-“ No name? So are you trying to tell me that the ExWA hires people that have no names? How do they get on payroll?”<br>
Morbid-“ I have no idea I would understand if I had a shitty name...I would change it or be YET ANOTHER mysterious man on the payroll! Its really getting old fast! Everyone has no name, no home town...nothing! I wonder on the extent of their imaginations? They can’t have much of one seeing that they have no background! They kinda popped into this world all grown up with no past! I bet I could dig into 3T’s past! Is shouldn’t be that hard...after all I do have his last name.”<br>
Bathory-“ I already see a visible problem with looking for his last name...”<br>
Morbid-“ and what’s that?”<br>
Bathory-“ there are over fifty thousand Thomas’s in this country alone! Not counting where the hell he is from!”<br>
Morbid-“ Good point...The I will make an assessment of him! Almost like CSI...the Television show! Good show...very addicting!”<br>
Bathory-“ I never thought you would get into watching television.”<br>
Morbid-“ I still hate it... a bunch of reality shows that suck! I am fucking done with that bull shit!”<br>
Bathory-“ I guess America is rubbing off on you.”<br>
Morbid-“ What would make you say that?”<br>
Bathory-“ Simply because you actually watch television, you hardly ever speak German anymore, and your attitude..”<br>
Morbid-“ What’s wrong with my attitude?”<br>
Bathory-“ ........you don’t seem to have the same darkness you once had...its almost like it has been replaced with emptiness....madness..”<br>
Morbid-“ What are you trying to say? That I am no longer as Evil as I once was?”<br>
Bathory-“ I think that you are still evil no doubt...but your Satanic ways have been over drawn with madness! I know what’s going on with you...I talked to the doctor you have been seeing because Winter Sanderson made you.”<br>
Morbid-“ It’s not possible...everything that we have talked about is confidential! You don’t have the clearance!”<br>
Bathory-“ Oh really...three years ago after your car accident when we were in the WWA...the one that almost killed you. After you were well enough in the hospital you signed the papers that said that I am the only other person to view medical records...Besides the federations you worked for.”<br>
Morbid-“ now why the fuck would I do that!”<br>
Bathory-“ Because in effect you needed someone to know your health incase you needed any drugs, surgeries, anything of the nature of your health..saves the doctors some time that they may not have”<br>
Morbid-“ ah shit! Who what did good old Dr. Lillian say about me?”<br>
Bathory-“ actually she had not a lot to say...she handed me a folder on you and just said how truly crazy you are....other than that she had nothing to say.”<br>
Morbid-“ Goddamn Bathory! Tell me what the folder had in it!”<br>
Bathory-“ Well after the few sessions she had with you...she actually thinks that you are a danger to your self and others......I think you need to talk to her more about this..I really shouldn’t, she has more answers than I do.”<br>
Morbid dropped the subject and the two survived through the entire evening full of shitty music, retarded comedy acts, and bull shit arrivals from half cocked stars. After an hour of sitting and somewhat talking. Morbid gets up to leave when he is suddenly pulled into an autograph session! Morbid Angel had no plans on going to do autographs but he is led away to a room where he is seated behind a long desk with a stack of his pictures with the ExWA’s logo on them! Morbid grabs a pen and waits for people to ask for the autograph. Morbid grabs the man who led him over by the arm.

Morbid-“ your lucky I am to be on my best behavior! Otherwise you would be dead!”<br>


Then the lines of people are let into the room! Morbid sitting on the end of a table consisting of Betty White best known from her roll as Rose Nylund in the series “The Golden Girls”! And the one and only Brad Garrett! Best known for his role as Robert on the hit show “Everybody loves Raymond” Morbid who is definitely seen as the weird one used as a pawn to pull in even the weirdest of people. Morbid started signing the pictures, unhappy to everyone’s eye...People trying to start a conversation with the Devil...which sank deep into the ocean of darkness! Morbid just cold flesh eyes down to he paper and signed anything that fell under his eye!




Brad Garrett-“ You know it helps if you talk to your fans.”<br>
Morbid-“ I have no fucking fan’s. and if I did! They wouldn’t be here! They would be out somewhere cutting themselves in the name of Satan!

Brad Garrett-“ What is wrong with you! These are the people that put money in your pocket! They are hear to meet you! Remember with out them you would be in the gutter somewhere!”<br>
Morbid-“ Oh really? Who the fuck are you to tell me about the gutter? You are a worthless performer! A sidekick? Just remember Brad! That at the end of the season you will be out of a job! And IN THE GUTTER! Where there is evil! I will be there! Remember that you asshole.”<br>

[Morbid Angel]

Brad stands up from being insulted by Morbid Angel. Betty White stands behind Brad trying to calm down the situation!

Brad-“ You little shit!”<br>
Morbid stands up and looks almost eye to eye with Brad Garrett

Morbid-“Remember you dumb fuck! I fight people bigger than you for a living! I would hate to have to hurt your chances of a side kick spinoff show!”<br>
Betty White-“ Common guys, this is for charity! Keep a cool head......for the children.”<br>
Brad Garrett-“ Shut up you old bitch!”<br>
Betty stepped back after being called a bitch by Brad Garrett! Morbid looked at him pulled back and slugged him in the face!

Morbid-“NO ONE TALKED TO ROSE NYLUND LIKE THAT YOU MOTHERFUCKER!”<br>
Morbid jumps on Brad pounding him with his fists making him fall through the autograph table! Security bursts in and pulls them apart! Morbid who had the same distant look as he did at the Wicked Jesters funeral! Brad is taken out of the room and into another room where he can properly stop his bleeding nose!

Morbid-“ Son of a bitch! No one talks like that to Rose Nylund!”<br>
Betty White-“ You shouldn’t be fighting in front of all these children...it doesn’t set a good example. And I am not Rose Nylund! I haven’t played her in 13Years! My name is Betty.”<br>
Morbid-“ I m not worried about setting examples! I take it you never seen me on the television eh? Well I am not much of a hero figure! So Rose go to another table and sign the rest of your pictures. You’ll be fine! “<br>
Betty-“ Damnit! I am not Rose...I think you need to take more English classes! I don’t think you fully understand the language.”<br>
Morbid turns and walks out! People look at him like he actually did something wrong! He gets Bathory out of the reception area and they walk to the front doors and call for the SUV. While they are waiting ...........

Morbid Angel-“ 3T...I don’t know why I even waste my time thinking about you! You have no history other than what you say you have done.. What am I suppose to go on your word? Please motherfucker I don’t even go on the presidents word! Then again who would right?
I suppose you think that your hardcore right? Why is that? Lets get this straight Thomas...your not hardcore until you have beaten someone who is hardcore! And oh look...here is one standing right here! Beat me and your hardcore rep will live to see another day! Lose and you will be forced back into the long line of has been’s...no redemption where your going my good man! Just a lot of disappointments...I am dying to talk to you... tell me do you have your own realm? Or are you immortal? No human in any way? Because if you are.. I will make you bleed like I do everyone else! So let me see...you’re a mid card superstar right? Clawing your way up the ladder of stardom...getting your right to the gold! And the best way to do it is to go through the hardest road there is....the Morbid Road! I have stopped many people dead! And some times people who fight me....never return to the federation! I have a list of people who left and never returned....I also have a list of people I hurt and made retire...maybe you will be added to one of these lists? Only time will tell.”<br>
Morbid Angel’s SUV pulls up to the outside of the building and Morbid and Bathory make their way to it! The two get inside the vehicle and take off into the night. The scene then fades to black!

The scene picks up again at Morbid Angel’s house where a package is sitting by the door marked with Morbid Angel’s real name! He takes it inside and opens it. It is a folder which holds all of 3T’s information...Knowing that Morbid Angel knew nothing about 3T he had placed a few calls the day the match was assigned and got everything he needed! Morbid Angel takes a seat over in his leather arm chair and turns on some mood music...a little Therion will set the tune to Morbid Angel’s talk of 3T.. He gets out his glasses and reads a little to him self then closes the folder and puts it on the floor and removes his glasses and begins to speak.

Morbid Angel-“ Well I did a little investigating on you 3T...a little more than I normally do I should say! I not only see that you have no name...and no home town or even a country. You have a faction consisting of Magnum, Flair and the man that nobody fears right? Well from what I see in your group...it has no real power behind it...I don’t see any idea just a group of people sitting together at the same table and oh look Flair and Magnum have belts! Who would have thought....I thought Flair was in the three shades of sin? Anyway who knows what is going on with Flair...I don’t even think he knows what’s going on with himself! And what the hell is Death’s Army? You’re a bunch of misfits that are not a force that needs any real reckoning...I think that Death’s Army would need a better bunch of guys right?
Hmm not a fan favorite I think?”<br>
Morbid pulls out a folder on Mr 3T and slaps it down on the table.

Morbid-“ People chant “you suck”...classic....Ouch...a drug problem to go with that suck! Damnit! I think that a nice cleaning of the contence will shape up this place! What the fuck I see that everyone in the fucking federation has NO NAME! And do entirely way too many DRUGS! What the fuck man? Is the pain too much for you to bare? I think that you are really chicken shit! If pain was to get too intense you would cry leaving this motherfucker! If you need drugs to be as crazy and you think you are than what type of crazy person are you! The best part of being hardcore if FEELING THE PAIN! If you cannot feel the pain! Then your not hardcore! You’re a bitch that wants to be hardcore but can’t stand the pain! So you compensate with doing drugs! And maybe this will be a good thing for you Thomas....I feel that if you have to do drugs not to

[Morbid Angel]

feel the pain I will cause...then you might make it out alive! Trust me Thomas... I went to medical school for a few years...I can fix what ever damage I do to you within a matter of hours! So if you need massive stitches....or a quick tracheotomy..I am your guy! So don’t worry I have been trained and certified in the medical field! Just don’t get worried if instead of helping you life I slit your throat...or make you OD on morphine.... its nothing personal...just business.”<br>
Morbid Angel puts on a pare of glasses and flips through the folder and reads.

Morbid Angel-“ OK it says here that your personality is aggressive, sadistic, twisted and violent....riiiggghhhttt......Ok look I think that everyone has to be a little sadistic to be here.. I don’t know of any man that would hold them selves back from any kind of match...except Goldberg....I think he might be a pussy... But we all in our own way are Sadistic and aggressive...and violent... we fight for a living! That is violent and aggressive...wanting to see another person in pain on the mat would make us what Thomas? Twisted that is correct...so what is all this hype about you being the all mighty and the best of the best in hardcore? I think that hype is shit and putting you name on the map is everything! I don’t know your history here.. I Know my history here is well known...everyone has heard of Vegito, Corpse, Mastema, Rick Flair, and Morbid Angel...we are the best of the best! We live through Blood of others and we enjoy bringing pain! And nothing is better than watching a man squirm....makes me feel good!.”<br>
Morbid flips through more pages

Morbid-“ OK you also had four groups dismantle in your career...man no wonder you’re an uneducated fool...you can’t keep a group of people together for too long... yes I know that I have been in a few groups...like one was Seventh Stage of Hell or some shit, Unholy Legion, and now Vital Remains....so I have known failure...but not to your extent...Vital Remains is still a functioning piece of history! Not yet as bad as the Unholy Legion! That was a small piece of hell placed on earth to bring death and despair to the world!.....I see a nice list of moves...they don’t seem to be horribly bad... a long list......meaning that you probably practice a few times a week....318 meaning you probably eat too much or work out a lot! And from looking at you I can see that your bulk isn’t in your head...if you know what I mean...........OK onto ring attire...designer jeans, hot topic shirt....elbow length pantie hoes with finger holes....combat boots and a belt from Walmart.....Alright I see nothing wrong with your attire...to each his own right?....Quote...your quote.....Quote...Beat me if you can..Survive if I let you end quote.....Definitely not intimidating... Maybe we will work on that one right here... OK Beat me if you can...we will start there...how about Quote....If you can beat me...that will suck...end quote. Now Survive if I let you....Quote....Survive...because murder is illegal in all 52 states of your country!...end quote...I like the way that shit turned out!...Oh and look...how impressive... you have a home town after all Southwest...which to all of you who don’t read the wanna be bad ass additives...Southwest means probably a tough place where you need to fight for scraps of food left behind by the bigger people that kicked his ass, Detroit...meaning that he probably grew up in a two bedroom apartment with a mother who was a whore...had 6 kids by 5 other men...had a father that beat them for sport! And most likely will never get laid because he smokes too much weed in America! I can say this that for a country that has such an outlaw for drugs.... all they would need to do is bust into anyone’s locker room here and score a big promotion! I am only surprised that Chronic isn’t in jail right now after his little exploits with different drugs!...Well Thomas since we are to meet in the hospital...I should start to say my goodbyes until that day right? But why should I? We will meet in the ER and work our way up until you die next to an old woman who is in the hospital because she has a bad case of the shit’s! Now that is good old fashion family television! We will see in the ring if your name is what you make it to be! I see a man trying so hard to be better than someone..trying to be the best! And the only way you can prove it is to beat someone who is known for putting people in the hospital! But remember if you fail in beating me into the ground! It may be your life that needs to be saved! And since I am not Jesus Christ...I won’t be there to save your soul before your spirit is ripped down into the crushing black oblivion known as HELL! Say your prayers! Leave evil to the true darkness here! Some people doesn’t fit the outline! And you my friend...you will need a lot of work before you can be called an evil heel! Maybe the Corpse will have some classes on how to become evil some time soon! I hear he is going to be a teacher! Nah...you probably will fail at that along with all your groups you put together...all the titles you lost...and all the disappointed fans that you deny having! Your nothing! And when our match comes around..I Morbid Angel will make sure your casket is lined with barb wire! Your favorite! And a lid made of PINE!”<br>


Morbid Angel takes his glasses off and tosses the folder to the floor and the scene fades to a blood red!



(OOC:I am sorry its not longer.. I kinda put it off until the last second and basically I did the entire thing tonight...
As for the entire charity thing that I portrayed..If it insulted you...then you shouldn’t read Morbid Angel’s stuff..he isn’t a nice guy...and I am not trying to make him look in anyway nice! Hope you enjoyed!)