Plague Lord: Resurgence

Alright. Now, right about now, you would hear me talking about who I'm fighting and some variation of "I'm gonna kill you" but today, I really don't give a fuck. You should get the gist already. PCW was doomed when I first arrived. The only world where whoever the fuck this Brittney I'm gonna fight stands a chance is the one where they kept me locked up. I'm outta the asylum and it's over for you. Just retire. Please. You aren't surviving this match, so retire if you know what's best for you. That, or you're getting the jabsaw to your forehead. I will fill 2 glasses with your blood and me and Brother Lavender are gonna have some drinks. Back down or you will be met with a fate worse than death.