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This is only word Tursas need ever speak. Cords could be ripped from throat and I would still speak War.
BDK brought war two years past and every fight since with CHIKARA. We claimed back Eye of Tyr from androgynous
bug-man within minutes past arrival, and our war was won. What occurred since has been for sheer joy of spreading
misery to CHIKARA fighters.
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Now, we must finish these wars. Both sides are at losses, and we tire of playing with our prey. 12 November
at Easton, each BDK fighter has aligned target to execute. Ares will handle bug-man. Donst will behead pumpkin
boy. Jakob will put down repulsive slag Sara Del Rey. And I will handle at last and final the putrid Apprentice Ant.
All while, in midst of chaos, we will unleash Delirious on whomever he likes. He does not like being starved for
days. He does not like to being prodded in dark cage to be kept awake. He does not like sharp noises in his ears
for hours. He will seek revenge on those he thinks harm him. We speak truth to our pet, and tell of how overzealous
Young Bucks try to steal food from him. How Dasher jabs him with bat for spite. How sharp painful noise rings out
from Sugar Dunkerton's face as he squawks dreadfully for hours with latest self-congratulating story.
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And for insult, none will receive honored burial. We will leave your bones for cave goblins to pick at.
Then frail and beaten from Cibernetico war, we will drag your remains out to show world on 13 November in
Philadelphia. We will take our trophies and declare total victory over CHIKARA. Masks, scalps, bats, and
spines. Possible we even take more. Maybe the lungs of Loudspeaking man, to finally silence. Or even precious
CHIKARA Grand Championship to send off for mantlepiece at Antonio's beach estate, completed with cold dead
severed hands of Kingston and Quackenbush. Our disdain of CHIKARA and its fighters has never been for higher.
And over course of two days, we will exhaust disdain over every offender possible.
And Green Ant, know of this. Only one of us leaves battle these coming days. No cost is too great for your
end. I am prepared of sacrifice to take final victory over you. No law of man or army of your protectors will
stop this. I no longer know of logic or mercy. I know only of war.
11/10/2011:
War. War. War. War. War.
