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" You know somethin' Edge .. what you've done .. is the single biggest mistake you have and will ever make in your entire life. You've taken matters beyond a joke. You've made my dream .... become ... a reality. " [[ Silence. ]]" Since the day you found out about No Surrender, you've done everything in your power to piss me off. At first; you didn't succeed. At second, you only gave yourself the look of a complete moron who couldn't even gifure out his own relationship endings. That didn't work, did it Edge? So what'd you do? Huh? ... You went and did the last thing you ever should've done. You went with that red headed little bitch ... and you stood face to face ... with my sister. " [[ Never before have we seen Val Venis quite like this. His eyes stare deeply into the camera; no longer can a smile be seen. No longer can humour be heard. Val is dead set serious, and why shouldn't he be? Edge has made it as personal as possible. ]]" It's blatant obvious that you haven't used a spec of intelligence in the past, and you're not about to start. You've made yourself look a fool by crap you attempted to lead me to believe. Little did you realize at the time, I knew exactly what happened. With a mind like yours, Edge - I'd be surprised if you could out smart a five year old. When you slapped my sister across the face - you signed your death certificate. This Sunday Night, I want only one thing. One thing, Edge. It's not victory. It's your blood. And one way or another, I will get it. Nobody touches my sister. Especially you. So as you're having a laugh with that red headed five cent slut of yours, take a good, hard think about what've you done ... wipe that smile off your face ... and think real hard, Edge, because this Sunday Night at No Surrender - I want you to make NO mistake about it - you WILL pay for every last word you've spoken in the last seven days. I will not stop UNTIL justice is served ... until your BLOOD is on my hands ... UNTIL .... revenge ... is served! " [[ The expression on Val's face is in-describable. It's a sadistic side of Venis that we've never even seen a glimpse of. No smile; no humour. Nothing of the sort. Just a cold hearted death stare. ]]" You're right about one thing; actions speak louder than words. For what you did cannot be put into a sentence ... and neither will my actions for what I'll do to you this Sunday. Trust me; you're NOT walking out of No Surrender on two feet. I'm setting up your own personal funeral - one that my sister will gladfully attend once this is all over. You've taken this beyond the squared circle. You've put my sister through hell ... through pain ... and at No Surrender - it's all coming back on you, Edge. It's all coming smack bang down on your head because what you've done in the past was merely awaiting a severe concequence. Sunday Night ... is where you pay the price. Sunday Night ... is where you'll regret all that you've ever done to inflict pain on me and my family. Hell - if that bitch of yours turns up to ringside, I might even cut her a piece of the cake. After all, she has got "some" from anyone with a buldge in their pants. " [[ Despite his comment regarding Lita, still - he doesn't smirk. At this point in time - running footsteps can be heard. Molly barges the door open, and with a frightened facial expression speaks immediately. ]]" Val! Val! I .. I have something to tell you. Something very important which may cause you to be upset. " [[ She's panting, desperately trying to catch her breath. ]]" Edge and Lita were at your sisters house last night. But the thing is, Val, we haven't the faintest idea what they did to her. We're not sure if she's hurt or not. " [[ No response from Val. Molly's surprised, little does she know that Venis is already well aware of the situation. ]]" VAL!? Didn't you just hear me? Your SISTER could still be in danger! " " Molly, I know what's happened. I've seen it. " " A- .. And what are you going to do? " " Count every last second down until the moment arrives. Until the time I step foot in the ring with that son of a bitch. " [[ Her arms are held out; what about his sister? ]]" But Val, that's only dealing with EDGE. What about your sister? How are you going to bring her to safety? " " He wouldn't of hurt her, for not even Edge could be that stupid. Think about it; he's trying to put me off my game. He's trying to gain an advantage heading into No Surrender, and why? Because he knows fully well, that should he turn up to Sunday Night normally - he'll never walk again. So what does he do? He tries and takes my mind off the job. He tries and manipulate me by paying a visit to my sister. Well you know what, Molly? Not gonna happen. I refuse to let that son of a bitch sidetrack me from what's important. He wants to score a victory over me; I want to send him to the hospital for an amputation of both legs. Don't get me wrong; Allanah's safety won't be in question within a matter of hours because once I've broken every single fucking bone in his body, then I'll DEMAND for the well-being of Allanah to be set free. Molly ... I will NOT let him intimidate me ... I will NOT let the opportunity to END his career slip away. Sunday Night - I'm gonna break that bastard in half, and on top of that, I'm gonna get Allanah and I'm gonna give her the treat she's been begging for for years - and that ... is the taste of revenge. " [[ Molly's eyes are widened. She can't believe what she's just heard from Val Venis. She stands still, not quite sure of what to say or do. ]]" I'll leave you alone, I'm sure you'd rather that. I'm really sorry for what has happened. Hopefully, everything will work itself out. " [[ Val nods his head in acknowledgment as Molly turns and walks back out of the room. Venis has his head down - obviously not in the mood for anything of any excitment. He lifts his head back up and stroakes his chin. ]]" I can't tell you enough how important Sunday Night is, Edge. To rip your heart right out of your chest is all that matters. Win, lose or draw - I couldn't care a less just as long as I've ended your career and spilled your blood all over the ring, and all over MY hands. Three attempts you had of tryin' to piss off The Big Valbowski. Third time's a charm, huh? (He Nods) For the meantime, it'd certainly seem that way ... but after No Surrender, I promise you dearly - It'll be a lot different story because you WON'T be laughing and smiling with your tattooed slut. She'll be at your bedside. She'll have tears streaming down her face as you so helplessly fight for your survival in a hospital bed. I'm anticipating the moment Adam .. I'm anticipating each and every second that ticks by .. because it brings me that little bit closer to Sunday Night. It brings me that touch closer to stepping inside that ring with you, where you've got no where to run nor not a place to hide. Just me and you - one on one - and we'll see if you can live up to your word. We'll see if you are in fact capable of anything .. because as far as I'm concerned, the only that's changed is your FUTURE! It's transformed from having somewhat of a bright light, to a dark, dark tunnel which leads you to your demise. All in all - when it's done and dusted and put down as history ... it'll be the night rembered for one thing. The night .. which made The Big Valbowski a SHINING STAR! The night which was to produce a " [[ He stays focused. Doesn't take his attention off the camera for a split second. ]] " What you've done I'll never forget, but pushing you off the proverbial edge is a sight that's gonna produce a hell of a lot of pleasure. (Pauses) See ya' Sunday Night, you son of a bitch. " [[ The Big Valbowski flashes a sadistic grin. It's the last we see. No Surrender is shaping up to be a night to never forget. Don't miss it! ]]
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Roleplay Number:
# 42
(
Forty Two ) Record:
Wins - 11
Losses - 06
Draws - 01