The End of Mimic... Crack Down RP#2

----We are live at ringside, but with out warning and with out notice... Some eerie music gets played over the pa system----

----Everyone in attendance are what can only be described as feeling a bit crept out, why is this eerie music playing for... Who was behind it, just then the lights black out and a red mist engulfs the arena. At this point the fans were scared now they are even more freaked out, over the pa system a very familiar voice is heard----

HardKore Comley:
Dear misguided fools, your unhappiness and your sense of shock amuses me. You poor cretins, you make me laugh. It is sad to see grown men more afraid than their own children, I feel sorry for them... only a little, but I feel sorry for them. But do you know who I feel sorry for more, Mimic... That is right, I feel sorry for you more. You play games and try to get in peoples head with your mimicking ways, but you see... It doesn't affect me, not in the slightest way. You pride yourself on imitation, but that could be perceived as stupidity... That could be seen as you not taking things seriously, I on the other hand. I take great pride in doing what I do, I do not make a mockery of myself. That is all that your doing Mimic, you enjoy making people laugh... Not being serious enough, but the laughter is over. I will make sure you do not mimic anyone ever again, I feel sorry for you Mimic... I truly do, I feel sorry for you for the sheer fact I will have to end your feeble career once and for all.

----The music is still playing over the Sound System, the lights are still in effect. Comley still can be heard, but not seen. And the crowd... Well they are indeed scared as anything, some even shouting 'go away' with others booing Comley----

HardKore Comley:
Are you worried Mimic, obviously not... Your confidence oozes out of your pours, but I will make sure the BLOOD runs from your lifeless body as I teach you a valuable lesson. People like you make me wretch, just like those fans in the arena... You Mimic and your ways, they make me angry. Knowing that someone can go round and mimicking people, making fun of them. You see, I would turn round and say what if it happened to you, would you enjoy it. But then the answer is going to be yes would it not, you should not be in wrestling... Your a mime artist, a copycat. But then people say I should not be here, because I tend to just enjoy hurting people. Ask my FAMILY, ask them if I enjoy hurting people... But I can tell you they won't be able to agree nor reply, why... Because they are DEAD, and for how or why they are dead... Because of ME, I engulfed them in flames.

----You can start to tell Comley is getting far more angrier, he starts breathing more heavy. and his words start to raise in tone----

HardKore Comley:
DO YOU UNDERSTAND MIMIC... DO YOU UNDERSTAND THE TREACHERIOUS THINGS I COULD DO... DO YOU NOT REALIZE THAT I DO NOT CARE, I DO NOT CARE ABOUT ANYTHING BUT HURTING PEOPLE. YOU SEEM TO ENTERTAIN THE FACT THAT THESE PEOPLE WANT TO SEE MOCKING AND MIMICKING, THAT IS FAR FROM THE TRUTH... THEY WANT TO SEE YOU GET HURT BADLY, WITH AN INCH OF YOUR STUPID AND PATHETIC LIFE. I WILL GIVE THEM THAT, AS MUCH AS I HATE THESE MORONIC FANS. I WILL GIVE THEM THE PLEASURE IN SEEING ME DESTROY YOU, IF I CAN WIPE OUT MY OWN FAMILY IN A FIRE BLAZE... WHAT DO YOU THINK I CAN DO TO YOU MIMIC, WHAT WAYS COULD I POSSIBLY TORTURE YOU. WHAT COULD I DO TO MAKE YOU BLEED YOUR OWN BLOOD LIKE YOU HAVE NEVER DONE BEFORE. TIME FOR FUN AND GAMES IS NOW OFFICIALLY OVER, CRACK DOWN WILL BE YOUR FINAL RESTING PLACE. I SHALL BURY YOU ONCE AND FOR ALL, MAYBE I SHALL BURN YOU LIKE MY FAMILY... DESPITE THIS NOT BEING AN INFERNO MATCH, MAYBE I WILL JUST BURN YOU ALIVE FOR THE SHEER FUN OF IT. FOR THE PURE TORTURE AND SEEING YOU SQUIRM SHALL MAKE ME HAPPY, MIMIC... YOUR REALLY NOT IN THE KNOW HOW WITH ME ARE YOU, NO ONE IN THE RWF REALLY UNDERSTANDS ME... NO ONE TRULY KNOWS THE THINGS I HAVE DONE, I HAVE ENDED PEOPLES CAREERS AND LIVELYHOODS.

----HardKore Comley then calms down, as if out of no where. He starts talking normally but still having that sense of anger in him----

HardKore Comley:
Your time is coming Mimic, you can finally relax. Knowing that I will put you out your misery once and for all, your soul can rest knowing that you will be the second victim. Will you mimic me more, is that what your career is made of... Mimicking, I tend to believe it is. Bring what ever you can Mimic, bring what ever you feel that could stop me... But nothing will, because... If you not realized, the pain excites me. Mimic...

YOUR DEAD END IS UPON YOU!

----Just like that, the voice of Comley disappears... The eerie music vanishes and the lights go back to normal, and the scene fades out----

{Scene Ends}