Post by Don Nunzio on Nov 3, 2008 22:10:43 GMT -5
Land Of Extreme returns. After a long wait, the camera view showcases sights for all to see. We are taken though to an unusual setting; it is midnight, the camera is zoomed closely at the giant, bright filled phenomenon known as the moon. Though the sky is visible, there are no stars of any kind flying through the cold midnight view; the camera begins to lower down to the surface. The reflection of the moon is visible coming from a calm, cool, blue ocean; the wind blows a chilling breeze as the sound of whispers are heard resulting from it. The camera zooms against the ocean until the sight of a wooden dock connected to a port is shown; from within a distance, three shadowy figures of what appears to be human beings are seen. As the wind continues to blow, noises coming from the shadows are heard, grunts and whispered yells can be heard only from those nearby. As the camera gets closer, the shadows become clearer from within the moonlight; two large men wear thick coated leather jackets while wearing sunglasses and hats, and one man wears an expensive Armani suit, watching the other two do work. It is obvious to fans that these three men are the “Mafia of Extreme,” the “Don of LOE” Nunzio and his two large goons. The two large men help each other with a large sack, grunting and panting over how much the object weighs.
Mafia Member #1: Woo, this bag is pretty heavy. Thank god I’m not this guy.
Mafia Member #2: Yea, this guy doesn’t know how lucky he is that he’s not the one caring his body into this ocean, ha. After what the “Don” did to him, I’m thankful that I’m not the one who’s about to become fish food.
“Hey! Less talking and more dumping!”
The two men slowly carry the bag, which apparently holds the dead body of an unfortunate victim. As they get to the side of the dock, they throw the body into the ocean, resulting in a large splash. The body slowly begins to sink lower and lower until it reaches the bottom. As the two goons dust of their hands and cockily smile, realizing that they have gotten the job done, they walk away from the camera. The camera scopes around the area until it catches sight with the “Don” himself, Nunzio. Nunzio stands along the dock, glancing at the cold, dark ocean, were that unlucky victim had met his fate. Nunzio makes a patting noise with his tongue as he mutters “what a shame.”
“Don” Nunzio: You know, a lot of you don’t believe me when I say that my victims swim with the fishes, well here’s your proof. It’s pretty sad when you think about it, people labeled as “Missing,” people unaware that their family, their friend is sitting on ocean floor, motionless, lifeless, like the victims they are. Now, that man you just saw take his last trip, he went by the name of “Lewey Vitelli.” Now Lewey was a good friend of mine, we went way back. Me and him did everything together, we drank wine together, we played poker together, and we went to parties and got the ladies. Lewey was like a brother too me. Now you all our probably wondering why I did this too ol’ Lewey. Well, sometimes there is someone holding you back from becoming something greater than what you already are, Lewey was that person. When I became the “Don,” Lewey would come up to me and try to convince me that I was not being the “real me” and that I was changing, I was becoming cruel and was destroying are friendship. Now if Lewey was really my friend, he would support me and care that for once in my life, I was happy; but no, Lewey did not support me and he simply didn’t care about me. Lewey claimed that this lifestyle that I live in will destroy me, that it will corrupt my soul, and that it will separate myself from the ones I love; the only problem with Lewey was that he was wrong, I have the power, the power to do whatever I want and when I want to. Lewey, as I stare at your final resting place, I show no sympathy. I spit on your grave, and I spit on the empty corpse that was once your life. I told you that I had all the power, you should have accepted my gift, but instead you claimed lies that affected no one but yourself; I stand here to say good bye Lewey, and good riddance.
Nunzio snorts and spits despicably into the ocean where his former friend lies for eternity. The camera zooms over too Nunzio once more, the “Don” begins to walk away from the ocean with his hands within his pockets, looking down at the cold dark earth beneath him.
“Don” Nunzio: This week, I face a weapon of mass destruction. I face a man that fears not death itself. A man who risks his body just to inflict pain to his opponents, I face Sabu. Now Sabu, you’re a cult favorite, known from all as the most hardcore man in existents. You use furniture to dismantle your opponents, that’s you problem; I don’t use furniture, I use whatever it takes to take down a man, whether it be a metal pipe or a loaded gun, I do what ever it takes to stand victorious. This Friday Sabu, me and you will go face to face, head on. You ignorant people, doubt me every time, you didn’t think I would defeat Johnny Magnum last week, and I did; this week you think I will fall prey to the “Suicidal, Homicidal, Genocidal, Death Defying Maniac” known as Sabu, but you are wrong. Sabu, watch your back, you may be hardcore, but I’ve got family in high places, and that will be your demise. Never mess…….with the family!
Nunzio stares into the camera once more before leaving the scene as LOE fades to a break.
Mafia Member #1: Woo, this bag is pretty heavy. Thank god I’m not this guy.
Mafia Member #2: Yea, this guy doesn’t know how lucky he is that he’s not the one caring his body into this ocean, ha. After what the “Don” did to him, I’m thankful that I’m not the one who’s about to become fish food.
“Hey! Less talking and more dumping!”
The two men slowly carry the bag, which apparently holds the dead body of an unfortunate victim. As they get to the side of the dock, they throw the body into the ocean, resulting in a large splash. The body slowly begins to sink lower and lower until it reaches the bottom. As the two goons dust of their hands and cockily smile, realizing that they have gotten the job done, they walk away from the camera. The camera scopes around the area until it catches sight with the “Don” himself, Nunzio. Nunzio stands along the dock, glancing at the cold, dark ocean, were that unlucky victim had met his fate. Nunzio makes a patting noise with his tongue as he mutters “what a shame.”
“Don” Nunzio: You know, a lot of you don’t believe me when I say that my victims swim with the fishes, well here’s your proof. It’s pretty sad when you think about it, people labeled as “Missing,” people unaware that their family, their friend is sitting on ocean floor, motionless, lifeless, like the victims they are. Now, that man you just saw take his last trip, he went by the name of “Lewey Vitelli.” Now Lewey was a good friend of mine, we went way back. Me and him did everything together, we drank wine together, we played poker together, and we went to parties and got the ladies. Lewey was like a brother too me. Now you all our probably wondering why I did this too ol’ Lewey. Well, sometimes there is someone holding you back from becoming something greater than what you already are, Lewey was that person. When I became the “Don,” Lewey would come up to me and try to convince me that I was not being the “real me” and that I was changing, I was becoming cruel and was destroying are friendship. Now if Lewey was really my friend, he would support me and care that for once in my life, I was happy; but no, Lewey did not support me and he simply didn’t care about me. Lewey claimed that this lifestyle that I live in will destroy me, that it will corrupt my soul, and that it will separate myself from the ones I love; the only problem with Lewey was that he was wrong, I have the power, the power to do whatever I want and when I want to. Lewey, as I stare at your final resting place, I show no sympathy. I spit on your grave, and I spit on the empty corpse that was once your life. I told you that I had all the power, you should have accepted my gift, but instead you claimed lies that affected no one but yourself; I stand here to say good bye Lewey, and good riddance.
Nunzio snorts and spits despicably into the ocean where his former friend lies for eternity. The camera zooms over too Nunzio once more, the “Don” begins to walk away from the ocean with his hands within his pockets, looking down at the cold dark earth beneath him.
“Don” Nunzio: This week, I face a weapon of mass destruction. I face a man that fears not death itself. A man who risks his body just to inflict pain to his opponents, I face Sabu. Now Sabu, you’re a cult favorite, known from all as the most hardcore man in existents. You use furniture to dismantle your opponents, that’s you problem; I don’t use furniture, I use whatever it takes to take down a man, whether it be a metal pipe or a loaded gun, I do what ever it takes to stand victorious. This Friday Sabu, me and you will go face to face, head on. You ignorant people, doubt me every time, you didn’t think I would defeat Johnny Magnum last week, and I did; this week you think I will fall prey to the “Suicidal, Homicidal, Genocidal, Death Defying Maniac” known as Sabu, but you are wrong. Sabu, watch your back, you may be hardcore, but I’ve got family in high places, and that will be your demise. Never mess…….with the family!
Nunzio stares into the camera once more before leaving the scene as LOE fades to a break.
