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Post by Rowan MacDonnough on Apr 24, 2017 7:18:00 GMT
"Alright, Miss MacDonnough, we're rolling."
Rowan turns to the camera, face dripping with blood and a large bonfire behind her. She leans in close to the camera, golden eyes shining malevolently in the darkness.
"I demanded one thing. I demanded Charity Crowne. This was denied me."
She tilts her head. "On your heads be the consequences of your actions. I demanded a single sacrificial calf, but now you force me to annihilate the herd.
Every week that I am not given Charity Crowne, I will destroy something precious to you, Imperial Wrestling Federation. Starting after Motor City Mayhem. Give my your precious Diamond in the Rough, or I will hurt you... and I will keep hurting you, until I have her throat clenched in my hands, or there is nothing left of you to flay."
She pulls a wicked looking knife and holds it to the camera. "This. Is not. Hyperbole."
"IWF. Give me Charity Crowne, or pay a toll in blood and pain. The choice is yours."
The camera shifts focus to the bonfire, and the silhouettes of figures can be seen motionless in the flames before the video cuts abruptly to black.
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