OUR FAMILY IS GROWING GLORY GLORY (Popular Demand)

Posts : 5 Join date : 2023-11-08

Brother Lavender is standing outside, in the middle of a field of vibrant wildflowers. His dark robes blow gently in the wind as he gazes off into the distance. As he turns to address the camera directly, his eyes seem almost vacant, as if staring through it rather than at it.

BROTHER LAVENDER
Sometimes I feel as though we have become too obsessed with material possessions and power. We chase after things that are fleeting and superficial. But sometimes...sometimes the possession is a symbol, and the symbol is necessary to gain what we need. This internal fight is all the easier to deal with when you have others by your side...

Lavender outstretches his arms as Plague Lord and Razor Blade, the two newest members of The Purple Church, walk into frame and stand by his side.

BROTHER LAVENDER
Here...we have family.

They look over at one another before nodding in unison, then turn their attention back to the camera. Lavender continues to speak.

BROTHER LAVENDER
And now...They have been baptized with the red of the blood and the blue of the waters to become one with The Purple Church.

He reaches up and puts a hand on both of their shoulders.

BROTHER LAVENDER
The glory is right in front of us, brothers. Those PCW Tag Team Championships are ours for the taking.

Plague Lord and Razor Blade nod in agreement and then look to the ground in reverence.

BROTHER LAVENDER
It doesn't matter what match we are in, we will persevere. We are going into a very dangerous match, brothers. Broken glass will be everywhere. However, the blood and tears of the fallen will cover the floor of our temple, and by the grace of the almighty, the bodies of the tag team champions will be found in a crimson puddle at our feet!

Plague Lord and Razor Blade look back up from the ground with a sinister gleam in their eyes. Their lips curl upward in wicked smiles.

"Amen." they say in unison, causing Lavender to grin in satisfaction.

BROTHER LAVENDER
Thank you, brothers. Thank you for hearing my words and believing in this cause. Your dedication will not go unrewarded. Together, we can achieve greatness.

Brother Lavender nods solemnly and removes his hand from their shoulders. Plague Lord steps forward.

PLAGUE LORD
I know all you dickhead incels are sitting there saying, "Oh Plague Lord. You joined a cult." Fuck you. This is a place and people that allow me to be exactly who I am. And this guy is the best damn thing that's happened to me since I got here. We are going to show all of you that this church is the fucking shit and we're going to get those titles. And you know...

Plague Lord pulls out a jab saw from his pocket and begins slowly playing with it.

PLAGUE LORD
I hope none of you are afraid of death...because TJ? Nobi?...if you die...well...maybe you should have made better life choices.

The three men share a laugh before Razor Blade speaks.

RAZOR BLADE
There will come a day when your time comes to an end, and all of this is over. There are people who will always remember you, and there will always be those who will try to forget you. Now I don't know about all of this glass and blood and ultraviolence stuff, but I do know one thing. I see championship gold? I want it. One thing I do know and agree with Brother Lavender is that sometimes we try too hard for material possessions and they can blind us. I don't want to be champion because I just want to wear the belt as a trinket. I want to be a champion because my daddy raised me to be one...and I'll go through glass, fire, tables, chairs...whatever to make my daddy proud.

BROTHER LAVENDER
Thank you, brothers.

Brother Lavender smiles and gives both Razor Blade and Plague Lord a reassuring pat on their shoulders.

BROTHER LAVENDER
The prophecies we live by are true. It's only a matter of time. Those belts are going to be in the hands of our people. That I promise you. Together, we are going to write history. TJ and Nobi, you are both good men. Both of you are men of honor, men of virtue, men of character. I trust you. I believe in you. But your time as PCW Tag Team Champions must come to an end. Your souls belong to the Purple Church. Though we have to purge you both through barbaric and sadistic means, that will only serve to bring us closer to our goal. So thank you TJ, and thank you Nobi for your sacrifice. When this is all over, you have a place here with us. Forever and always.

Razor Blade and Plague Lord stare into the camera’s lens and nod their heads.

"Thank you, brother." They say in unison, bowing slightly to Lavender.

The scene fades to black.