UGLY

[Perello]

UGLY!

DISGUSTING!

REVOLTING!

HIDEOUS!

...NASTY…

We open inside the dark basement of Prince MacRear, now simply known as ‘Valcone.’ Valcone was sitting behind a desk and held a black crayon in his hand, scribbling away at pictures of the LDFC roster.

“THIS IS WHAT YOU’VE DONE TO ME! ALL OF YOU HAVE MADE ME… THIS!”

Valcone spun his seat around and showed off his black and green mask. There was even a little bit of slobber coming down from the side of his mouth. MacRear would have never allowed that, but Valcone? He simply didn’t care.

He tugged on his mask and leaned back in his chair. “I don’t want to wrestle for FGA. I don’t care about wrestling a dark match with a never-has been like Seth Lawless. For any wrestler in the LDFC locker room, it would be an honor to compete at a show as big as All-Star Showdown…” He paused momentarily, turning back around to scribble on the faces of the LDFC locker room. “But, to Valcone… It means nothing. Prince MacRear would have been ecstatic to show off for the crowd one more time, proving once again that he BELONGS in FGA...but Valcone?” He spun right around, the drool from the side of his mouth now falling to the ground.

“Valcone wants nothing to do with Frontier Grappling Arts. Valcone only wants one thing and that's to make the world UGLY like they made PRINCE MACREAR. LIKE THEY MADE ME!!!!!!!!” He spun right back around, going back to scribbling on faces.

“Prince MacRear announced his retirement on a public forum, and still… Still the powers that be gave him a match against one of the biggest wastes on the FGA roster. Seth Lawless… Eat, sleep, eliminate, repeat… Eat, sleep, eliminate, repeat… Eat, sleep, eliminate, repeat…” Valcone dropped his black crayon and stood up from his seat, never bothering to turn back around to look at the camera.

“That was his motto, but since his successful debut… Seth Lawless has done nothing but eat, sleep, FAIL, repeat… Eat, sleep, FAIL, repeat… FAIL FAIL FAIL OVER AND OVER AGAIN! It’s easy to see why he has fallen so far down the totem pole in Frontier Grappling Arts. THE MAN BELONGS IN LDFC, AND HE WAS HOLDING A SPOT THAT SHOULD HAVE BEEN GIVEN TO PRINCE MACREAR AFTER HE DEFEATED ANDREW MYERS…” He slowly turned his head, just barely gazing at the camera.

“But no… Prince MacRear was kept down in LDFC...and for what? Because they wanted to continue humiliating him. They wanted to break a man who had more LIFE and PASSION in his body than anyone in both locker rooms.” Finally, Valcone spun around fully but kept his eyes closed.

“And people like Seth Lawless found it...funny. They found joy in another person's misery just like the rest of the wrestling world. They find joy in it because if it’s not them being humiliated week in and week out… It makes them...happy. Seth Lawless….” He slowly opened his eyes.

“You will never be happy again. You will never be able to laugh at another individual's misfortunes AGAIN! I’M GOING TO BREAK WHATEVER IS LEFT OF YOU AND YOU’LL BE THE ONE WHO’S THE LAUGHING STOCK OF FGA! YOU’LL BE THE ONE WHO CRIES HIMSELF TO SLEEP AT NIGHT BECAUSE YOU DON’T THINK YOU’RE GOOD ENOUGH! YOU’LL BE THE ONE… WHO PAYS…” Valcone slowly approached the camera.

“You’re going to pay… They’re all going to pay… For what you did to him… And I will not rest until all of you in LDFC and FGA are ugly…

Ugly like me…”