Post by Gregor Winter on Aug 28, 2021 3:37:58 GMT
Gregor Winter opens the door and makes his way into well appointed office. A giant window looks out over seemingly endless palms planted in rows. Sitting at a dark wood desk in front of the window is 'The True Unholy Son.'"
"Brother Gregor! I am so glad that you could make it." Crosse says standing and walking over and putting his hands on the big man's shoulder. "You are looking well."
"Thank you sir, you as well."
"You didn't let me finish Gregor. You are looking well for someone that has brought shame to The Church of Crosse! How could you let a literal clown beat you?!"
Winter bows his head. "I'm sorry sir, but surely you saw…"
"Yes I saw the whole thing, damn it. My little brother did his little dragon act and you took your eye off of the ball."
"He was going to…"
"I did not bring you here to listen to your excuses. You are here because we have to come up with a plan of attack to take out my brothers."
"Your brothers are no match for The Church!"
Lucipher Crosse laughs. "Oh Gregor, have you already forgotten what Nicky did to help grow The Church?"
"How can you give that heretic credit for anything, sir?"
"I give credit where credit is due. Nicky brought attention to The Church and got people who might not have normally listened to listen. You don't think he can do the same thing speaking out against us?"
Winter shakes his head. "No I don't sir. The Church is too powerful."
"I thought you were smarter than this Brother Gregor. You just focus on beating Gabriel and I'll do the thinking."
"Yes sir."
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Gabriel Crosse you think you're real cute for helping that clown Mr. Happy beat me? Alright you got one over on me, but never again. You are a one trick pony, only able to use fire to distract people. Try that shit against me and I'll break your fucking neck. No, I'm going to break your fucking neck anyway.
You think you can kick my head off of my shoulders? You better bring a ladder to climb short stuff. You think you're strong enough to submit me? I took a bigger shit than you after my cup of coffee this morning.
Gregor begins laughing at his own joke.
Seriously though Crosse, wait no I refuse to call you by that name. That name belongs to the greatest man in the world, not some pathetic lizard man. I'm glad you found things to fill your time when you were retired, but you should have stayed retired. Do you think I'm afraid of a black belt in taekwondo? A submission wrestler? I'm a United States Marine, trained to kill.
So bring your little kicks and your weak ass attempts to make me tap. Shit bring your fire so I can shove it up your ass, punch you in the gut, and turn you into a fucking rocket!
Reach out and touch faith!
"Brother Gregor! I am so glad that you could make it." Crosse says standing and walking over and putting his hands on the big man's shoulder. "You are looking well."
"Thank you sir, you as well."
"You didn't let me finish Gregor. You are looking well for someone that has brought shame to The Church of Crosse! How could you let a literal clown beat you?!"
Winter bows his head. "I'm sorry sir, but surely you saw…"
"Yes I saw the whole thing, damn it. My little brother did his little dragon act and you took your eye off of the ball."
"He was going to…"
"I did not bring you here to listen to your excuses. You are here because we have to come up with a plan of attack to take out my brothers."
"Your brothers are no match for The Church!"
Lucipher Crosse laughs. "Oh Gregor, have you already forgotten what Nicky did to help grow The Church?"
"How can you give that heretic credit for anything, sir?"
"I give credit where credit is due. Nicky brought attention to The Church and got people who might not have normally listened to listen. You don't think he can do the same thing speaking out against us?"
Winter shakes his head. "No I don't sir. The Church is too powerful."
"I thought you were smarter than this Brother Gregor. You just focus on beating Gabriel and I'll do the thinking."
"Yes sir."
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Gabriel Crosse you think you're real cute for helping that clown Mr. Happy beat me? Alright you got one over on me, but never again. You are a one trick pony, only able to use fire to distract people. Try that shit against me and I'll break your fucking neck. No, I'm going to break your fucking neck anyway.
You think you can kick my head off of my shoulders? You better bring a ladder to climb short stuff. You think you're strong enough to submit me? I took a bigger shit than you after my cup of coffee this morning.
Gregor begins laughing at his own joke.
Seriously though Crosse, wait no I refuse to call you by that name. That name belongs to the greatest man in the world, not some pathetic lizard man. I'm glad you found things to fill your time when you were retired, but you should have stayed retired. Do you think I'm afraid of a black belt in taekwondo? A submission wrestler? I'm a United States Marine, trained to kill.
So bring your little kicks and your weak ass attempts to make me tap. Shit bring your fire so I can shove it up your ass, punch you in the gut, and turn you into a fucking rocket!
Reach out and touch faith!