8 Person Tag Match

[Konrad Raab]

OOC: Thought to try this whole promo stuff out with a proper location and description I need to work on that might be a permanent thing going forward in the same location if either it's successful or you guys like the idea. Note for Olek: 3381 words without coding via wordcounter.net.




Konrad and his auntie arguing about things happening in and out of wrestling. Cologne, Germany. Sunday 1st August. (Off-Camera)

It had been a busy few days for Konrad since he came to Germany with donating toys, clothes and money to the chancellor of Germany, Angela Merkel, due to the floods that happened in various places in Germany. All are primarily located in the West and South of Germany. The worst place to be hit that Konrad discovered was in Hagen, with many damaged homes, buildings, and workplaces ruined.

Cologne was very lucky not to be affected at all by the floods. It was very emotional for Konrad; he felt he did all he could do to help his country be saved, even removing pieces of damaged buildings as a worker. Konrad needed to relax on the Cuxhaven beach; yesterday was a nice break to get away from everything he had gone through.

However, today wasn't one of those days to relax as he's told to sit in a brown, rotted armchair with a few holes in that's rarely ever used in an old fashioned built house that his mother Ingrid lives in by herself. Ingrid shook her entire body, afraid of Konrad, wanting to hide from him because of how he reacted on the phone.

His auntie Elyse wasn't. She's ready to let bombs fly without providing a single thing for Konrad as he didn't deserve the treatment after the phone call that happened a few days before the Rise To Greatness PPV happened. Konrad looked directly into Elyse's eyes as she did with his.

Auntie Elyse: "What the fuck's wrong with you?"

Konrad Raab: "I'm thrilled; thank you very much, never been happier."

Auntie Elyse: "That's ridiculous. How can you be in a relationship with Minerva, a lady you're way too old for and not only that, you're love for blood and violence. Your behaviour sickens me, and your nephews are disgusted how you've broken into people's houses, torturing them, beating them out, and stolen cars."

Konrad Raab: "I already fucking told you why I've done things I had to do. The blood, the violence, all relating to shit I went through in my life in and out of wrestling. I let myself be beaten to shreds by dad, the school bullies and wrestlers. Minerva knocked sense into me."

Auntie Elyse: "Oh, and what's that?"

Because things were already so heated, due to the age of another lady in the room, Ingrid went upstairs and locked herself in the bedroom, staying well away from Konrad, knowing the past of her husband's violence. Konrad clinches his fist, not caring right now; it's his family member wanting to hit her.

Konrad Raab: "That I was fucking sugar coating on everything I said and done to other people. I was without my brutal honestly. On top of people claiming I was happy to be in SCW, not giving a fuck about anything, but to wrestle in the ring. It got fucking tiring. She also said my lack of killer instinct was holding me back; she was right there as well."

Auntie Elyse: "What a lot of bullshit. Clearly, from what it looks like, you've kicked her over the fucking curb, cheating on her with Minerva. What about Fizz, hm? How does she feel about all of this?"

Konrad Raab: "Fizz fucking controlled me throughout the entire relationship. You are too fucking stupid to realise she cheated on me. A former biker now turned wrestler, sent me pictures, videos and sound recordings of her having sex with another biker. All discovered months after she had the baby and way before I slept with Minerva. Do you think I was meant to fucking put up with that? Fuck you."

His eyes zeroed in on Elyse and put his hand right up Elyse's chest, breathing heavily in and out, resting his other fisted hand against the wall, licking his lips with a smile on his face, enjoying seeing Elyse see his angry side.

Auntie Elyse: "Oh, you think I'm scared of you, putting your hands on me, wanting to beat me up? All this proves is you're a little bitch. Minerva is the ugliest bitch I've ever..........."

Konrad immediately punched Elyse's face, even choking her against the wall with a smile on his face, enjoying treating his auntie with the amount of pain before he kneed her in her stomach hard. Konrad had no remorse for what he's done at all, but Elyse still showed no signs of emotion towards what Konrad did but to suffer in pain. Konrad backed up a bit, crouching on the floor, smirking.

Konrad Raab: "Did you enjoy that? I certainly did. Don't you fucking dare call her names because she's been the guardian of light to my career, waking me up with the bullshit I had to suffer all these years; nobody else wanted to help me with that."

Auntie Elyse: "You sick fuck. You are exactly as your mother said to me days before you came here, being exactly like your father, you are a psychopath. Doing everything he used to do, no wonder why you love seeing everyone suffer."

Konrad stood up on his two feet from crouching on the floor, glaring right towards her, still breathing in and out like he was going to lose control of himself.

Konrad Raab: "You was never there for me when my dad beat me; you watched it all go down. It's karma for standing there, doing nothing to protect me. Those Jackals, they are my brothers and sister as I call Kandis and the love of my life, aka my family."

Auntie Elyse: "You wait until you realise she's only using you for your money; she doesn't give a fuck about you or loves you. She made you this horrible piece of work because she wants you to do favours for her. Aww, is Konrad a cute doggy now?"

Konrad Raab: "Fuck you."

Konrad rushes towards Elyse and holds her by her throat against the pink flowers wallpaper near the window as he smiles, breathing in and out; hearing Konrad on the phone was like him in real life. He decides to let go of Elyse, dropping her to the floor as she coughs to gather her breath back from the anger Konrad shows, but still shows no sign of fear, more anger Konrad would do something like that to his family.

Auntie Elyse: "How I wish I sent you to jail after you nearly killed that man to death all those years ago, instead of having you hiding with me in Norway to get away from the police, making you suffer from the damage you've done. You're a rotten piece of garbage."

Konrad Raab: "Yes, I am, thank you very much for telling me something I didn't know. I wouldn't have cared if you sent me to jail for beating a man who wouldn't leave me alone. I would've got out anyway."

Both Konrad and Elyse took a small break as there was much intensity between Konrad and his auntie. Konrad wasn't anyway going to ask where his mother went; she's too old and afraid to deal with Konrad's outbursts. Konrad still smirks, still angry, but feeling a little better.

Auntie Elyse: "But there's no excuse for you to play into Minerva's plans into kidnapping a man from his wife with a baby on the way and defending Minerva to beat Peyton Rice down."

Konrad Raab: "Because her father neglected her and of course, being that my dad treated me like shit, I would've done the same thing if my high school bullies got into wrestling, enter in their home and beat the shit out of them, until they couldn't walk or live their lives as professional wrestlers anymore, but I guess that's how clueless you are with that. Not to forget, I was training her during the time I dated Fizz, so I knew Minerva way before last year."

Auntie Elyse: "Does it fucking matter what happened in Minerva's life? Of course, you stand by her because you see nothing wrong with her."

Konrad Raab: "She helped me like I helped her get her start in her career. I'm willing to pay her back for saving my life and saving the loveless relationship I was in with Fizz by agreeing to team with her and her friends, and they are great people, feeling I belong for once in wrestling. I did what I had to do to reach heights beyond what I could do because things I did before the Minerva match got me nowhere. If doing bad things gets me to the top, I'm willing to make that sacrifice."

For a brief moment, Elyse nodded at Konrad, which left Konrad questions more than answers as to why, but she got into it.

Auntie Elyse: "I understand that. I've been there, but I certainly didn't go and do things you did to be successful. I creatively came up with my ideas and turned out for the better. I sensed you had no fun, but this isn't how you improve wrestling by breaking people's legs and torturing them. You have to make changes if you aren't happy with anything creatively."

Konrad Raab: "Not to mention I got sick and tired of not having title matches on PPV events. Two thousand and sixteen was the last time I had a title shot on a PPV event, too fucking long ago and held my anger is far too much to the point that it was time to do something about it, so I sided myself with Minerva, before siding with The Jackals. Why? Because I was ignored and neglected as the nice guy, not just for title shots, but from every wrestler, treating me like a piece of shit, and I did nothing. Now I'm doing something about it, and you want me to sit back, using me like a doormat? Never again."

Auntie Elyse: "This isn't the way to solve problems."

Konrad Raab: "It is the only way."

They weren't going anywhere with the argument, so Elyse brings up a valid point that might have Konrad wake up to the mistakes he's making as if he didn't care.

Auntie Elyse: "Imagine your kids watching the things you do, and they act out, thinking it's alright to be angry and be a thug to beat everyone that says anything mean towards them. I don't believe you are a good father anymore because you're setting a bad example to them with your actions."

Konrad Raab: "Leave my kids out of this. They know what I do in wrestling is different to how I treat them. I see them every other week since they still live with Fizz, apart from my eldest son who wanted to wrestle, so he lives with me. They aren't fucking stupid like you."

Auntie Elyse: "That's it, I've had it with your bullshit because you don't seem to care about anything I've said to you. Congratulations on losing me because I don't want to speak to you ever again until you change your dangerous angry behaviour. Leave this house because I don't want to see your face that makes you fucking stupid. Good riddance, and don't come crying to me when I've been right about Minerva and those Jackal's cos I won't be there."

At least things could move on beyond his auntie like he ever was close to her, with Markus being the only guy in his family who understands Konrad so far. Konrad stomps away before putting his shoes and coat on, opens the door, slams it, and goes to the pub to have a few alcoholic drinks to make himself feel better. 

After leaving the pub two hours later, he urinated on the wall before heading home to get some sleep, before waking up to clear debris from the flood damage in Germany.

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Konrad's new wrestling videos home. Chicago, Illinois. Tuesday 7th September (On-Camera)

After he got back from Germany, Konrad found and brought a small abandoned home nobody wanted, perfect for his videos because of the smell of dead people with skeletons planted around the corners of the home and blood-covered everywhere. There were screams from out of nowhere which suited perfectly for Konrad. He sits on a chair in the middle of the empty room with the camera in front of him.

"What's The Iced Gimp doing here? Oh, that's right, I brought this place to fit in an environment that fits me you'll see permanently from now on. I embrace the smell of dead people with skeletons planted around the room and blood that's been here long before I brought this place. None of my opponents would stand or sit here for a single minute, especially with those screams."

Konrad closes his eyes and then opens them, clearing his throat.

"Oh, how predictable have you fucks been lately when every time we have matches, except for Glory, you stupid bandwagoners have to come and ruin everything for The Jackals. We love to provoke you weak, vulnerable fucks to the pain and suffering we love to give you. It's what we do, and it's made us very happy indeed. I respect Drake, Kandis and Tommy more than I ever did before because I will always have their back, and of course, I always had and will have Minerva's too. They are my family hood, and it's a force that makes us so dangerous and wild like a pack of dogs that will go out and beat the shit out of anyone without a care in the world."

Konrad smiles as he already covers himself a bit with red paint, but he imagines blood sitting in a tub next to him.

"Lucas, have you completely given up teaming with Chris Cannon? Because it seems you're kicking Chris Cannon to the kerb because he was vulnerable. You are pathetic, Lucas, acting nothing more than a fucking child. You always have been, and you're no hero yourself. At least we don't lie to ourselves with that. You want to bring back a team that's out of date once again, repeating your mistakes; go for it, but you're no saint. You're an egotistical piece of shit who does nothing but make jokes about me on Twitter like a fucking child you are. This is the reason I got angry in the first place because of shit like that. You got lucky, by the way, on beating Drake, but he won the war when he fucked you up badly, and I enjoy every minute of that.

Christy Matthews is just as weak as you are. I can't remember anything she's done in recent memory that's worth remembering. I love that you get involved in something that you had nothing to do with. Oh goodness, suddenly you care about Lucas being attacked and being buddies again. Last I checked, you guys were married and then divorced? Oh, what happened, did you two lose matches and get into violent fights? I suppose so. But nobody gave a damn about you, until now and you're going to pay the price for being fucking stupid to save your ex-husband you aren't even with anymore. What a silly little girl."

Rocking on the chair back and forth for a bit, still getting used to the environment, but loved it so far with a smirk on his face.

"Ah, Chris Cannon, how do you feel, knowing that Lucas has completely given up on you? He's kicked you to the curb to pick Christy Matthews instead. The supervillain has fallen to every single member of The Jackals. You only saved her because so you could unleash your violence on her, but you are a complete embarrassment now and putting shame on your wife and your unborn child. Being with Minerva has been the best thing I've ever done with my career because she awoke the beast inside me that needed letting out. Oh, and I loved seeing you bleed, and I got a piece of blood attached to the wall over there."

Konrad moved the camera and zoomed in on the flesh of Cannon's blood before turning the camera back to him.

"Oh, and the girl who claimed I'm incapable of solving problems on my own. For your information, you dumb fucking broad, if a team had the same goals as me, why would I turn down the offer to join The Jackals to have the same purpose as I wanted to do? That would've been fucking stupid. By the way, Minerva had nothing to do with me accepting your challenge; I did it because I wanted to do it. Also, the only way I solve my anger is by beating the fuck out of people in the ring. Do you know what's pathetic? You claimed to be the best in the world, but when you won the world title, you only held it for one day, showing how pathetic your statement is when you couldn't keep it more than a day, being an arrogant pig. How embarrassing, though you failed to live up to your expectations, that's continuing to this day.

Also, explain to the world what the fuck does sic semper tyrannis mean? It makes no fucking sense, and you've lost yourself since you lost a loved one in your life, having no set goals since your fucking disaster of an SCW World title run. Despite their respect for you, nobody else had the balls or the tits to step up to your open challenge. I did and enjoyed beating the shit out of you every single minute. I don't even care about the past on what wins and losses you had over me because that's the old Konrad that's now officially dead."

Konrad stands up and picks up the tub of red paint before pouring it all over himself, feeling the blood he's dripping down all over his body, before sitting down again towards the camera.

"The Jackals are only getting started on being everyone's worst fucking nightmare on all of us having the same goals we're all pissed off for. It turned out better for all of us because we were sick of being treated like pieces of shit's while you guys had everything given to you. We were ignored and neglected for what we wanted to do, so we've made most of your lives miserable, and we'll continue to with a ton of violence and pain as a way to push you to your extreme limits while I also collect fleshes of your blood too.

Because you can't stand the sight of The Jackals making ourselves more important than all of you have in your fucking careers. We are blood-hungry dogs that will fuck you up so bad that you'll be covered with blood, and we will fucking love it. We are a pack of wild Jackals that will take what's ours and do everything it takes to win this match. You have no chance to win because nobody remembers what Order Of Chaos was like as a team because it's been dead for years. But we're going to destroy them, sending Chris Cannon where he came from because of John Goddard, who's been a piss poor father to his daughter, thinking it was a good idea to bring his weak sorry ass back. 

Glory's someone I wanted to use as a toy to beat up with her beaten and broken body. Tomorrow night, you'll prepare to be fucked by The Jackals, pinning one of you pretenders for the three count because we are a better and well-rounded team with Kandis, Minerva and Drake being the future of wrestling. At the same time, Tommy and I are future Hall Of Famers and want our names to be known forever in SCW history, like Kandis, Minerva, and Drake will be."

Konrad laughs as he loves the smell of the dead bodies, blood and now red paint as he closes his eyes, imagining the screams of his opponents suffering in so much pain with broken bones, struggling to get up. Konrad opens his eyes to see the blood of four victims he faces from the other team before the cameras go black.