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"I Never Seen A Man Cry ('Til I Seen A Man Die)"
by Scarface

The scene fades in from the fuzz on your screen. In front of you, you see the familiar warehouse building.
The building owned by Skarrphace. It's around 8:30 p.m. local time. The sun has set and night has fallen.
You walk up the stairway towards the building and you hear the sound of metal banging on metal. Like a hammer sound.
You approach the door and walk in, as it's unlocked and the door was cracked open a bit already.
The minute you walk in, you see Skarrphace bent over what seems to be a forge of some kind.
The heat is shining. Skarrphace is sweating profusely as he stands erect again and stares you down.
You feel as if he would stare completely through you as you continue inside.
Skarrphace takes the hammer from his hand and throws it towards you! You duck and the hammer
hits the door that you entered from and slams against it, the force of the blast causing the large
metal door to slam shut and the lock to fall from the wall and lock the door securely. Skarrphace lets out a laugh
as you stand back up. Skarrphace speaks in a gruff voice, strained.

Skarrphace :: Come...inside. Yes, it's safe. I am here, and I am preparing for many things on this Saturday night. Many things that Mafia, Inc and Skarrphace must face in the days and weeks to come. So please, come in and try and be comfortable, as I speak on these things which concerns everyone....

You walk towards Skarrphace and as he turns around for a moment, you notice a large scar tattoo on his back,
like his back has been branded. The scar seems to form the letter "S", but it's highly disfigured. Skarrphace turns back
around, with a new hammer in hand. He grabs the tongs and the hot metal from the forge and lays the metal down
onto the anvil. He strikes at it, causing sparks to fly from the metal. Skarrphace slams the hammer down again,
again, sparks fly, as the metal bends to the hammer's will.

Skarrphace :: It would appear that after a short day or two out of the loop, I come back to see that President Berg has indeed agreed to my request to have a match with The Outsider. How very nice....*bangs the hammer down again, sparks flying*....now, The Outsider will get to feel, for the first time in BWO history but certainly not in the history of my professional career, the one-on-one destructive power of Skarrphace, the Only 1 That Matters. Outsider, you're pathetic, you know that? You make me sick, which is exactly why I plan on making you extinct come Tuesday night. Do you have a chance against me? Let me think about that one....*bangs the metal again, sparks flying*....No, you truly don't....call me confident, call me sure of myself, but I know what I'm capable of...what exactly are YOU capable of? Bullshit, that's what you're capable of. You see, you're probably sitting there, listening to me speak of you in this way, watching me shape this metal to my will, and you're thinking to yourself..."There's nothing special about this guy Skarrphace....he's someone I can handle"....and this is exactly why you are, without a doubt, the biggest fuckin' idiot that has ever walked the face of the earth. While preparing for the 6-man tag match last week, I saw so many weaknesses in you....your words spoken in cowardice....with no real form. You call youself the bad guy....bad as in stinks, yeah, that makes sense, so I guess your name suits you....

Skarrphace takes the metal and slams it back into the forge. He releases the tongs and lays them down on the forge's wall.
He turns again, his back to you and that scar stares at you now. The "S" on his back, now you're more certain that's what it
says, although you can't know exactly why. Skarrphace turns back to you and he has a bottle of water he's drinking.
He stops drinking and pours the water down from the top of his head, and it runs down his back.
Skarrphace takes the bottle and finishes drinking the liquid inside and throws the bottle to the side, in the darkness.

Skarrphace :: So....Tuesday night, it'll be me and The Outsider....going one-on-one....and make no mistake, Outsider, I won't show any mercy. The words you spoke last week still ring loud and clear in my mind....you have no respect for Mafia, Inc....but we don't wish to gain your respect in any other way other than beating it out of you. We're not interested in phony respect. We earn it, the old fashioned way so to speak. And now, come Tuesday night, it'll be your turn to get on board the Merry-Go-Round....I'm not taking this lightly and neither should you. You should be taking me very seriously, and my intentions of putting you out of business. These ARE fighting words, Outsider. Consider it a warning, because I'm coming for you. I'm tired of your shit, and I'm tired of you. After Tuesday night, the BWO will be minus one of it's most annoying members, courtesy of The Only 1 That Matters...in case you have a short memory, that's me, Outsider....that's Skarrphace, the ONLY 1....

Skarrphace takes the tongs in his hands again, and he picks up the metal out of the forge, it's glowing red
and orange. You can feel the heat from the metal where you are standing. Skarrphace brings the metal close
to his face and smiles at the glow.

Skarrphace :: Yes....the heat. I'm drawn to this. This is power. This is control. This is the beginning, Maelstrom....the beginning of the end of your reign as the BWO US Champion....

Skarrphace slams the metal back down on the anvil, taking the hammer again and banging it against the hot metal.
It bends again, flipping it over, Skarrphace hits it again. And again. Sparks flying, Skarrphace quickening the pace.
The metal looks flat now and Skarrphace takes it and lays it in a bucket of water. Steam rises up from the water.
Skarrphace lays the tongs down on the edge of the bucket of water as he also lays the hammer down on the ground.

Skarrphace :: My climb up the rankings in the BWO was faster than anyone suspected....and now, I'm making the move to what I came here for, at least my first goal, and that is to become the BWO US Champion. Right now, a man named Maelstrom holds that belt, and Maelstrom, I thought you gone for good, but you've made your return and now it's only a matter of time before you and I meet in the squared circle for the prize of the BWO US Title....you see this metal....I'm making it just for you, Maelstrom. The metal is very unforgiving....as am I. And what I'm proposing to you, Maelstrom, that is IF you're still the Champion at UberSlam, I propose a Steel Cage Death Match for the US Title....that's right. You heard me. And I, Skarrphace, will be the one created this Steel Cage....out of pure metal. The bars will be fortified, and it will be put together with the upmost perfection. Crafted just for you and I to use at UberSlam, Maelstrom. So prepare yourself, and take care of my belt, will you? Because I'm coming for it. As far as Outsider goes, consider yourself warned, punk. I don't take matters like this lightly, and neither should you if you value your life and your health. The time has come for actions to speak louder than words. Now go, I have much work to do....

Skarrphace turns and walks to the table in the back of the room, and as he does, he fades into the darkness
of the room. Within seconds, you can't see him anymore. But your eyes focus on the forge and the heat
it sends out in plumes. The very air gets thick with heat as you think about it...then....

Skarrphace :: I SAID GO! NOW!

Skarrphace's words of anger jolt you to an upright position again and you turn to leave the room.
You reach the door, and fight to wrestle the lock open. Finally. You get it open and pull the door towards you.
The air from outside, although not cold, feels very cool on your skin as you exit the warehouse.
You start down the steps and the final shot you see is the moon high in the California sky as the scene fades.

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