Puppy Love(Uncut)
May 21, 2016 17:41:17 GMT -6
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Post by cVc on May 21, 2016 17:41:17 GMT -6
Introduction
Chance Von Crank was injured earlier this year while competing in WCF. A hard fought match with Tiffany White left him with an injured shoulder. He would soon after allow his contract with the company to expire. Crank continues to abuse his significant other, Pixie Paradoxxx. While in WCF he forced her to have an abortion against her will. Now the two have been living in a new trailer deep in the Harlan County forest.
The police have been called to the new residence fourteen times since the pair bought the property. Crank began to lose his control over Pixie back in March so he came up with a plan. He went into town and purchased some xanax then immediately began feeding them to Pixie. Paradoxxx quickly began to depend on him again like she once did. The drugs have overtaken her entire life and led to frequent crazy outbursts.
The rise of Hillary Clinton has left cVc enduring nightmares as of late. The night terrors consist of a world where Clinton takes all the guns then allows Caitlyn Jenner to piss wherever “it” wants. Chance came up with a plan incase Clinton won her party's primaries. The last few months he and Pixie have been ordering different items from the internet to put this plan into motion. Chance claims every day that he has to stop the “She-Bitch” from destroying the world. Pixie listens to every word of it as if it were pulled from a religious text.
cVc has just been signed by UCI. The new wrestling company has brought together the best of the best from all over the world. Chance Von Crank knows that his elite level of “mean” contributed heavily to his invite. Now he can project his brand of hate onto the masses and battle the evil “She-Bitch” on a level playing field.
Puppy Love(Uncut)
Chance Von Crank residence
Harlan County, KY
5/19/2016
5:33 P.M.
A wide shot of Chance Von Crank’s single wide trailer comes into focus. The small compound is surrounded by the thick Harlan forest. The police and a news chopper were here mere days ago but now it sits completely quiet. A brand new dog house with a red bow atop sits in the yard now. Inside the trailer it is also very quiet. Chance is standing up in the living room. He looks down at a crouched Pixie Paradoxxx. She is playing with a puppy. The eight week old golden retriever was a surprise gift from Chance.
“I just love it.” she exclaims. Chance watches Pixie love on her new pet but feels he may have made a mistake. cVc believes this will make up for the abortion he forced Pixie to have a few months ago however.
Pixie continues to pet and love on the new puppy. Chance drops three blue xanax’s on the carpet and Pixie immediately directs her complete attention to those. Before she reaches down to grab them she looks up at Crank for approval.
“You get those three now and the other three after you make sure the Oracle finishes that doll. This is the most important thing you will ever do. Got it?” Chance asks.
Pixie nods her head in compliance. She quickly nabs up the three blue xanax and dashes off toward the back bedroom with her new puppy. Pixie gets to the bedroom and rushes for the nightstand. She quickly opens the drawer and pulls out three items. A spoon, belt, and needle. She quickly crushes the xanax on the night stand with a bic lighter. Pixie then uses her own driver’s license to push the pill dust off the nightstand and into her awaiting spoon. She reaches back in the nightstand and pulls out her pack of Marlboro lights. Pixie carefully pulls a small piece of cotton out of the end of one of the filtered cigarettes. She rolls it into an even smaller ball then sits it on the nightstand.
She then takes a water bottle sitting beside the bed and dabs a few drops into the spoon. Pixie takes the bic lighter after that and begins to heat the spoon and it’s ingredients. She uses her needle to stir the contents up before adding the small ball of cotton. Pixie then uses the small ball of cotton as a filter. She sucks the contents of the spoon up into the syringe. Pixie quickly uses the belt to tie off her right arm. She bites down on the belt and turns her head to pull it tight.
Pixie taps her arm to bring up a vein. She locates one then lines up the syringe to it. She sticks it in then draws some blood back into the needle before plunging the contents deep into her arm. She releases the belt so the drugs can flow through her veins. The release causes her to drool a bit as she attempts to escape this reality. Paradoxxx pulls the needle out and drops it on the nightstand. She then falls back on the bed lost in a pharmaceutical bliss. Pixie picks the small puppy back up and cradles it up in both arms.
“I can trust you. Tonight we will escape this hell. Together.” Pixie promises the puppy. She hugs it up tight when she hears Chance scream at her from the living room.
“Pixie hurry up, Goddamnit! We have got to get this right before we leave for Chi-town, Whore! HURRY!” Chance screams. A tear streams down Pixie’s face as she looks down at all the new track marks. Chance did this to her and now she is lost in a new kind of hell. The abuse now is on a level she can’t even comprehend most days. She stumbles back to her feet. Pixie then heads towards the living room. Pixie wipes the drool from her lip before entering the living room.
“I need you to gather all the items we have ordered off the internet. That stupid fuckin’ Witch Doctor will want to start as soon as she gets here. So make sure we have all the shit we need piled up on this coffee table.” Chance explains
Pixie rushes back into the bedroom. The small puppy follows her from room to room now. She snatches up two plastic grocery bags then walks back into the living room. Pixie then walks up to the coffee table and swipes everything off the top of it. Chance looks at a small poster hanging on the wall. He is holding a pocket knife using it to trim his nails. The UCI poster is void of Lyndon or Chance but proudly displays Wade Moor. Chance throws the knife at the poster. The knife splits Moor’s head in two leaving Crank pleased. Pixie pours both of the bags out on the coffee table. A sleeve from a pants suit and an expensive hair brush hit the table along with needle and thread. Pixie extends her hand out towards Crank for money.
“Oh Yeah.” Chance remembers. He takes out his wallet and hands her a few hundred dollar bills. She places them down on the table along with needle and thread. The sleeve from the pantsuit was bought from Craigslist as was the brush. The brush was the most expensive because Hillary actually used it while working for the current administration. Actual strands of her hair are still in the brush. The sleeve of the pants suit came from an actual Hillary pantsuit. The pair admire all the hard work before they hear a car pull up in the driveway.
Pixie and Chance crowd the living room window to look out. They immediately realize that it is Busta Capps, cVc’s longtime agent and a former pimp from Brooklyn. Capps opens his car door and quickly rushes out and over to the passenger side door. He pulls the latch to open the door for the elderly passenger. Capps helps her up to her feet. Both of her eyes are a milky color due to her being completely blind.
“This is an evil place.” The old woman shouts. Capps helps her towards the trailer door as Chance swings it open nearly hitting the two of them.
“It’s about fuckin’ time!” Chance exclaims at Capps. “I tried to hurry but she was scared so I took my time.” Capps explains. The old woman is from Butcher Holler. She is the famous shithouse oracle and renowned Kentucky witch doctor. Usually you visit the shithouse oracle at her property. She will sit in her outhouse and spill out gas inside. Then she will huff the fumes to have her visions. This day however she has made a special visit to cVc’s trailer.
Busta Capps helps the older woman up on to the two concrete blocks. Chance then helps her on up and into the trailer. Capps follows close behind. Pixie takes the oracles hand and walks her over to the coffee table to have a seat on the couch. The Witch Doctor slash Oracle takes a seat and begins to use her hands to feel the contents on the table.
The Oracle smiles and begins to pick up the items. She takes hold of the brush and carefully plucks the hairs from it. The Oracle makes sure to retrieve every single hair. She then puts the brush down and begins to mold the sleeve of the secretary’s pant suit. She smiles as she begins to construct something.
“We must not fail. I will mold this after her likeness. This doll must be used carefully because the fate of the world may hang on it’s very use.” The Oracle mutters
The oracle carefully begins to construct a doll using the items from the coffee table. She carefully places the small hairs on the head portion of the doll that she cut from the pants suit sleeve. The oracle then puts the thread through the needle eye without being able to see. This amazes Pixie, cVc, and Capps.
“Wow!” Pixie exclaims
The oracle begins to sew the pieces together. She first stitches the hair to the head then begins to mold a body for the doll. She uses the sleeve from the pantsuit to create the body. The oracle then begins to fill the empty body and head with the cash cVc supplied earlier. “Greed fills the wicked to the brim.” The Oracle whispers
The Oracle slowly stitches the doll together after inserting the hundred dollar bills for filler. She finishes constructing the doll then bows her head. The Oracle begins to chant over the doll. Crank, Capps and Pixie all continue to watch as the oracle begins some sort of spell. She waves both hands over the doll while still chanting. The Oracle slowly strokes the doll’s hair while continuing her haunting chant. She picks up the doll suddenly then stands to her feet. She lifts the doll high into the air with both hands.
“This doll is now finished.” The Oracle exclaims
Pixie picks up her puppy and begins to pet the top of it’s head. Crank attempts to snatch the doll but the oracle slaps his hand. Chance is surprised that the blind oracle could see his hand coming.
“You must listen. This doll could change the election if used properly. If she begins to rise in the polls you must draw an open mouth on the doll. This will cause her to speak freely and spill the goods on herself. Anything done to this doll will come back on you three fold.” The Oracle warns
She hands the doll to Chance. He looks at it realizing he can now change the outcome of the upcoming election by using this. Crank looks over and notices the knife sticking in the wall. The knife split Wade Moors head in two when it struck the poster. Crank turns to Pixie.
“I’m ready to shoot. Right now!” Chance screams
Pixie continues to pet the puppy. She continues to drool a bit and her eyes have grown heavy from her drug use. Chance continues to scream at her.
“Let’s go, Pix! I am feeling it right now and these son of a bitches need to know why I will win on Overload! LET’S GO!” Chance screams
Pixie continues to ignore cVc and this causes him to lose it completely. Chance sticks the Hillary voodoo doll in his back pocket. He then picks the puppy up by the skin on the back of it’s neck. The little puppy yelps as Crank takes off with it.
Pixie begins to cry and chase after Chance. He makes it to the door and kicks the screen door of the trailer wide open. He steps down on the two concrete blocks and on out into the yard. Pixie stops at the door scared she will fall if she tries to make the jump to the ground.
“I bet you will get that fuckin’ camera now.” Chance exclaims
Crank sticks the puppy in the dog house then searches around the yard. He locates a piece of ply board and a hammer. He pulls two of the nails out of the side of the dog house that won’t be missed. He then begins to nail the small piece of board over the opening essentially trapping the small puppy inside. Pixie spills out into the yard as Chance finishes nailing up the board.
The puppy yelps inside scared out of it’s mind. Chance walks to the edge of the trailer and retrieves a gas jug. Pixie takes off back up the steps and makes a mad dash back inside the house. Capps watches on horrified. He takes out his cellphone to make a call as Pixie comes back by him at the doorway holding a camera.
“We can film now, Chance!” Pixie screams
Pixie turns the camera on just in time to catch cVc pouring gas all over the new dog house. The little puppy trapped inside yelps in fear.
“So you did hear me?” Chance asks
Pixie indicates she did as she begins to weep while holding the camera at cVc. Goosebumps travel up and down both arms of cVc as he tosses the gas can and turns back towards the camera. Chance begins to strut in front of the camera working himself up even further.
“The UCI called The Shock N’ Rolla because they are brave. Putting this face on tv can bring ratings gold sure but also fines out the ass. I am the most controversial wrestler of all time. Pay attention boys, cVc will show ya!” Chance screams
“Here’s the situation… I have nailed the door shut to this dog house after I put Pixie Paradoxxx’s new puppy inside. I just poured gas all over the dog house. Now it’s a waiting game of will he or won’t he? Now that I have all of your undivided attention. I want to talk directly to you Lyndon Diehl. How does it feel to be an afterthought? Haven’t you heard? Moor is going to win this match and we are just minor footnotes.” Chance exclaims
Crank turns his back to the camera as Pixie continues to weep over the trapped puppy.
“I call bullshit. Moor much like you, Lyndon… Doesn’t have a clue how to approach the Trailer Park Prodigy. I know this shtick you are doing and it's cute. You are suppose to be like Donald Trump, right? This dick and pony show all boils down to a carbon copy of something already perfected? You Ain’t Shit.” Chance proclaims
Crank leans down and laughs at the puppy. It begins to claw at the board attempting to escape. cVc stands back up then faces the camera.
“You thought you would be the biggest fish in a tank full of sharks? Honestly? You have proved nothing to anyone yet. At least Moor was a World Champion before he let a complete cocksucker take it. Diehl… you leave a bad taste in my mouth. There is something generic and unoriginal about you. You feel fraudulent. I feel like you won’t last long in this business. Once you realize you can’t compete, I think you will quit. You would rather walk away from a certain paycheck than face the fact that you aren’t as good as the rest.” Chance continues
Chance pulls a pack of matches out of his pocket. He pulls a match from the pack then quickly strikes it. Pixie’s weeping picks up but cVc lets the match die out.
“I don’t care how you feel about me either, Big. You can rant and rave about The Shock N’ Rolla but it will mean dick to the man himself. I find you unauthentic in every manner of this game you want to play. Did that make you hot across the back of the neck? Good. Mindfuck Engaged.” cVc roasts
Chance lights another match leading the camera to move around due to Pixie’s immediate reaction. “Don’t!” Pixie screams
Chance allows the match to die out while smiling the entire time at Pixie. Crank takes the doll from his back pocket and flashes it in front of the camera.
“I have something here that could change the world. It’s me, cVc that holds the fate of the real Trump in his hands. This doll will go down in political folklore if I do indeed have to use it. So ya see, Diehl.. I can’t respect someone like you after the power I wield. You want to be Trump while cVc will ensure he is elected. There’s a big fuckin’ difference. It would be easy for me to dismiss you completely to focus on Moor but cVc knows better.” Crank continues
Chance lights another match and Pixie nearly drops the camera. He tosses the lit match at the dog house causing it to go up in flames. The house begins to smoke heavily as Chance screams at a crying Pixie.
“Keep filming bitch or you will get it!” Chance screams
The puppy begins to whimper and scratch at the board. The dog is scared to death. Pixie continues to film and cry.
“Uh oh. He did “it! cVc just set a live trapped puppy on fire for a promo. I want you to take this in Wade Moor and Lyndon. Look what I just did. The blood of this dead puppy will be on both your hands. You caused cVc to lose his goddamn mind.” Chance exclaims
Crank turns to watch the dog scratch and beg at the board. The trapped dog begins to bark as the flames grow hot all around it. Pixie continues to cry as cVc bends down to get the burning dog house in the shot.
“You see Wade… I burned this puppy to show you something. I wanted you to see what a true mad man actually looks like. Remember this face as you watch that puppy burn to death behind me. I want you to think of this moment when we stare each other down in that ring. This man burned his bitch’s puppy just to prove a point, I want to see the fear in your eyes before that match even begins.” Chance continues
The puppy screams as it catches on fire. The fire burns the small dog just as the top of the dog house falls in. The roof caving in instantly kills the puppy. Pixie drops the camera and folds up into the fetal position. She cries while cVc picks up the camera and points it at himself.
[cVc Laughs]
“Do you feel dirty, Wade? Did that do it for you? I hope you know that I am just getting fuckin’ started here. I am happy to face you in my very first match. I don’t fear any man let alone you, Moor. I think you and Lyndon are two very different animals that cVc will tame the same way.” Chance exclaims
Crank kicks the dog house causing it to fall down now completely engulfed in flames. Chance makes Pixie hold the camera again as she sits back up. She holds the camera but it shakes slightly from her nerves.
“A week from now… Not a soul will remember what Wade Moor or Lyndon Whatever did. They will remember that cVc burned a puppy alive while laughing about it. Animal cruelty is just a fine in this state. A fine I am fully willing to pay to prove my point here today. Neither of you have the goods to defeat the mighty Chance Von Crank. You both want to project that you are evil when you just faced that for the first time. I busted both your cherries with the meanest shit you have ever seen. The reality of the situation is that I have already won.” Crank proclaims
Chance takes the camera from Pixie. Chance then turns and begins to hold the camera down at his boots. He unzips his pants then pulls out his penis. Crank holds his penis in one hand while still holding the camera. A stream of piss begins flowing from his penis onto the burning dog house. He continues until he is finished. He gives his weiner a shake then puts it back into his pants.
[cVc Laughs]
A truck barrels towards cVc’s trailer at a high rate of speed. Chance stops talking at the camera to see who it is. He puts both hands on his brow to block the sun out. Busta Capps, cVc’s longtime agent walks outside just as the truck gets into the drive way. The dog catcher’s truck pulls up as the dog house continues to burn. Chance gives the Hillary voodoo doll over to Pixie to protect. She reluctantly sticks it in her large bust as the dog catcher opens his truck door to spill out. Cody Williams is the only animal control Harlan has got.
“What in the fuck are you doing up here, Chance!?!?” Cody screams
Williams walks up to the dog house and notices the small skeleton of the puppy ablaze on the inside. He cringes at the thought of what just happened here. All of Pixie’s makeup has ran down her face.
“Goddamnit, I am too late. You already burned this poor poor puppy.” Cody exclaims
Chance never takes his eyes off of Busta Capps. cVc knows who the rat is and deals with it immediately. Crank walks over to Capps then gets right up in his face.
“So you snitched on your boy, huh?” Chance asks
Capps continues to look at the ground while cVc continues.
“I know you snitched me out, bitch! You know what that means… You’re FUCKIN’ FIRED! I only need people I trust around me. Not some snitching cocksucker.” Chance exclaims
Busta takes off towards his car. He begins to weep as Chance kicks rocks at him. Capps realizes in an instant he could lose everything he has worked for. Capps helps The Oracle back into his car to leave. Pixie lays back down on the ground while hugging the Hillary voodoo doll close. Williams walks over to Crank and faces him.
“This will be a twelve hundred dollar fine. In the city you could goto jail for pulling a stunt like this!” Williams exclaims
Chance and Williams lock eyes. Crank pulls out his wallet and takes a wod of hundreds and sticks them into Cody’s chest. He hold it.
“I am worth a goddamn fortune. I could buy and sell your ass any day of the week. Don’t you ever raise your unimportant fuckin’ voice at me again.” Chance warns
Crank takes his hand away from William's chest and the wod of money falls to the ground. cVc turns away from Cody as he bends down to pick up the hundred dollar bills for the fine.
The animal control truck pulls out after Williams picked up all the money. Chance flips him off as he backs out of the driveway, cVc walks over to Pixie who is laying directly in front of the fire now. She holds the doll close as Crank approaches.
“I had to burn it, Pix. Moor and Lyndon both needed to see it perish at my hands. I also had to kill it because you were showing it more attention that you were cVc. I want to move on in this tournament. I want to be a World Champion, Pix. These two are just the beginning. I needed them both to know that I am not fuckin’ around here. I want you to know that too. I could have just as easily put you in that dog house rather than the dog.” Chance continues
“You only live to please cVc. Your only purpose in this entire world is to ensure I am always happy and content. You must always make sure that The Trailer Park Prodigy thrives. That puppy was going to hold you back from doing just that. So I had to kill it and rid it of our perfect situation. You have earned these.” Chance exclaims
Pixie raises back up to look at Chance. He is holding the other three xanax in his hand now. She wipes both of her eyes before she snatches them up. She begins to rock back and forth completely traumatized.
Pixie takes off towards the trailer. She goes inside to shoot the pills up while the camera continues to film laying on the ground. Chance picks up the Hillary doll that Pixie dropped while running to get back in the trailer. Chance squats down to one knee and holds the doll out from his body and begins to speak to it.
“You are the key to his victory. Our freedom’s are under attack but it will be you little doll that saves us all. I should rip you in two pieces right now… But i’ll wait.” Chance exclaims
Chance begins rubbing the doll where it’s nose should be. He strokes it gently…
Hillary Clinton rally
Sacramento, CA
5/19/2016
2:45 P.M.
Hillary Clinton is giving a speech to a group of college students. Suddenly her nose begins to tickle then itch. She wipes it once. Then quickly again.
Chance Von Crank was injured earlier this year while competing in WCF. A hard fought match with Tiffany White left him with an injured shoulder. He would soon after allow his contract with the company to expire. Crank continues to abuse his significant other, Pixie Paradoxxx. While in WCF he forced her to have an abortion against her will. Now the two have been living in a new trailer deep in the Harlan County forest.
The police have been called to the new residence fourteen times since the pair bought the property. Crank began to lose his control over Pixie back in March so he came up with a plan. He went into town and purchased some xanax then immediately began feeding them to Pixie. Paradoxxx quickly began to depend on him again like she once did. The drugs have overtaken her entire life and led to frequent crazy outbursts.
The rise of Hillary Clinton has left cVc enduring nightmares as of late. The night terrors consist of a world where Clinton takes all the guns then allows Caitlyn Jenner to piss wherever “it” wants. Chance came up with a plan incase Clinton won her party's primaries. The last few months he and Pixie have been ordering different items from the internet to put this plan into motion. Chance claims every day that he has to stop the “She-Bitch” from destroying the world. Pixie listens to every word of it as if it were pulled from a religious text.
cVc has just been signed by UCI. The new wrestling company has brought together the best of the best from all over the world. Chance Von Crank knows that his elite level of “mean” contributed heavily to his invite. Now he can project his brand of hate onto the masses and battle the evil “She-Bitch” on a level playing field.
Puppy Love(Uncut)
Chance Von Crank residence
Harlan County, KY
5/19/2016
5:33 P.M.
A wide shot of Chance Von Crank’s single wide trailer comes into focus. The small compound is surrounded by the thick Harlan forest. The police and a news chopper were here mere days ago but now it sits completely quiet. A brand new dog house with a red bow atop sits in the yard now. Inside the trailer it is also very quiet. Chance is standing up in the living room. He looks down at a crouched Pixie Paradoxxx. She is playing with a puppy. The eight week old golden retriever was a surprise gift from Chance.
“I just love it.” she exclaims. Chance watches Pixie love on her new pet but feels he may have made a mistake. cVc believes this will make up for the abortion he forced Pixie to have a few months ago however.
Pixie continues to pet and love on the new puppy. Chance drops three blue xanax’s on the carpet and Pixie immediately directs her complete attention to those. Before she reaches down to grab them she looks up at Crank for approval.
“You get those three now and the other three after you make sure the Oracle finishes that doll. This is the most important thing you will ever do. Got it?” Chance asks.
Pixie nods her head in compliance. She quickly nabs up the three blue xanax and dashes off toward the back bedroom with her new puppy. Pixie gets to the bedroom and rushes for the nightstand. She quickly opens the drawer and pulls out three items. A spoon, belt, and needle. She quickly crushes the xanax on the night stand with a bic lighter. Pixie then uses her own driver’s license to push the pill dust off the nightstand and into her awaiting spoon. She reaches back in the nightstand and pulls out her pack of Marlboro lights. Pixie carefully pulls a small piece of cotton out of the end of one of the filtered cigarettes. She rolls it into an even smaller ball then sits it on the nightstand.
She then takes a water bottle sitting beside the bed and dabs a few drops into the spoon. Pixie takes the bic lighter after that and begins to heat the spoon and it’s ingredients. She uses her needle to stir the contents up before adding the small ball of cotton. Pixie then uses the small ball of cotton as a filter. She sucks the contents of the spoon up into the syringe. Pixie quickly uses the belt to tie off her right arm. She bites down on the belt and turns her head to pull it tight.
Pixie taps her arm to bring up a vein. She locates one then lines up the syringe to it. She sticks it in then draws some blood back into the needle before plunging the contents deep into her arm. She releases the belt so the drugs can flow through her veins. The release causes her to drool a bit as she attempts to escape this reality. Paradoxxx pulls the needle out and drops it on the nightstand. She then falls back on the bed lost in a pharmaceutical bliss. Pixie picks the small puppy back up and cradles it up in both arms.
“I can trust you. Tonight we will escape this hell. Together.” Pixie promises the puppy. She hugs it up tight when she hears Chance scream at her from the living room.
“Pixie hurry up, Goddamnit! We have got to get this right before we leave for Chi-town, Whore! HURRY!” Chance screams. A tear streams down Pixie’s face as she looks down at all the new track marks. Chance did this to her and now she is lost in a new kind of hell. The abuse now is on a level she can’t even comprehend most days. She stumbles back to her feet. Pixie then heads towards the living room. Pixie wipes the drool from her lip before entering the living room.
“I need you to gather all the items we have ordered off the internet. That stupid fuckin’ Witch Doctor will want to start as soon as she gets here. So make sure we have all the shit we need piled up on this coffee table.” Chance explains
Pixie rushes back into the bedroom. The small puppy follows her from room to room now. She snatches up two plastic grocery bags then walks back into the living room. Pixie then walks up to the coffee table and swipes everything off the top of it. Chance looks at a small poster hanging on the wall. He is holding a pocket knife using it to trim his nails. The UCI poster is void of Lyndon or Chance but proudly displays Wade Moor. Chance throws the knife at the poster. The knife splits Moor’s head in two leaving Crank pleased. Pixie pours both of the bags out on the coffee table. A sleeve from a pants suit and an expensive hair brush hit the table along with needle and thread. Pixie extends her hand out towards Crank for money.
“Oh Yeah.” Chance remembers. He takes out his wallet and hands her a few hundred dollar bills. She places them down on the table along with needle and thread. The sleeve from the pantsuit was bought from Craigslist as was the brush. The brush was the most expensive because Hillary actually used it while working for the current administration. Actual strands of her hair are still in the brush. The sleeve of the pants suit came from an actual Hillary pantsuit. The pair admire all the hard work before they hear a car pull up in the driveway.
Pixie and Chance crowd the living room window to look out. They immediately realize that it is Busta Capps, cVc’s longtime agent and a former pimp from Brooklyn. Capps opens his car door and quickly rushes out and over to the passenger side door. He pulls the latch to open the door for the elderly passenger. Capps helps her up to her feet. Both of her eyes are a milky color due to her being completely blind.
“This is an evil place.” The old woman shouts. Capps helps her towards the trailer door as Chance swings it open nearly hitting the two of them.
“It’s about fuckin’ time!” Chance exclaims at Capps. “I tried to hurry but she was scared so I took my time.” Capps explains. The old woman is from Butcher Holler. She is the famous shithouse oracle and renowned Kentucky witch doctor. Usually you visit the shithouse oracle at her property. She will sit in her outhouse and spill out gas inside. Then she will huff the fumes to have her visions. This day however she has made a special visit to cVc’s trailer.
Busta Capps helps the older woman up on to the two concrete blocks. Chance then helps her on up and into the trailer. Capps follows close behind. Pixie takes the oracles hand and walks her over to the coffee table to have a seat on the couch. The Witch Doctor slash Oracle takes a seat and begins to use her hands to feel the contents on the table.
The Oracle smiles and begins to pick up the items. She takes hold of the brush and carefully plucks the hairs from it. The Oracle makes sure to retrieve every single hair. She then puts the brush down and begins to mold the sleeve of the secretary’s pant suit. She smiles as she begins to construct something.
“We must not fail. I will mold this after her likeness. This doll must be used carefully because the fate of the world may hang on it’s very use.” The Oracle mutters
The oracle carefully begins to construct a doll using the items from the coffee table. She carefully places the small hairs on the head portion of the doll that she cut from the pants suit sleeve. The oracle then puts the thread through the needle eye without being able to see. This amazes Pixie, cVc, and Capps.
“Wow!” Pixie exclaims
The oracle begins to sew the pieces together. She first stitches the hair to the head then begins to mold a body for the doll. She uses the sleeve from the pantsuit to create the body. The oracle then begins to fill the empty body and head with the cash cVc supplied earlier. “Greed fills the wicked to the brim.” The Oracle whispers
The Oracle slowly stitches the doll together after inserting the hundred dollar bills for filler. She finishes constructing the doll then bows her head. The Oracle begins to chant over the doll. Crank, Capps and Pixie all continue to watch as the oracle begins some sort of spell. She waves both hands over the doll while still chanting. The Oracle slowly strokes the doll’s hair while continuing her haunting chant. She picks up the doll suddenly then stands to her feet. She lifts the doll high into the air with both hands.
“This doll is now finished.” The Oracle exclaims
Pixie picks up her puppy and begins to pet the top of it’s head. Crank attempts to snatch the doll but the oracle slaps his hand. Chance is surprised that the blind oracle could see his hand coming.
“You must listen. This doll could change the election if used properly. If she begins to rise in the polls you must draw an open mouth on the doll. This will cause her to speak freely and spill the goods on herself. Anything done to this doll will come back on you three fold.” The Oracle warns
She hands the doll to Chance. He looks at it realizing he can now change the outcome of the upcoming election by using this. Crank looks over and notices the knife sticking in the wall. The knife split Wade Moors head in two when it struck the poster. Crank turns to Pixie.
“I’m ready to shoot. Right now!” Chance screams
Pixie continues to pet the puppy. She continues to drool a bit and her eyes have grown heavy from her drug use. Chance continues to scream at her.
“Let’s go, Pix! I am feeling it right now and these son of a bitches need to know why I will win on Overload! LET’S GO!” Chance screams
Pixie continues to ignore cVc and this causes him to lose it completely. Chance sticks the Hillary voodoo doll in his back pocket. He then picks the puppy up by the skin on the back of it’s neck. The little puppy yelps as Crank takes off with it.
Pixie begins to cry and chase after Chance. He makes it to the door and kicks the screen door of the trailer wide open. He steps down on the two concrete blocks and on out into the yard. Pixie stops at the door scared she will fall if she tries to make the jump to the ground.
“I bet you will get that fuckin’ camera now.” Chance exclaims
Crank sticks the puppy in the dog house then searches around the yard. He locates a piece of ply board and a hammer. He pulls two of the nails out of the side of the dog house that won’t be missed. He then begins to nail the small piece of board over the opening essentially trapping the small puppy inside. Pixie spills out into the yard as Chance finishes nailing up the board.
The puppy yelps inside scared out of it’s mind. Chance walks to the edge of the trailer and retrieves a gas jug. Pixie takes off back up the steps and makes a mad dash back inside the house. Capps watches on horrified. He takes out his cellphone to make a call as Pixie comes back by him at the doorway holding a camera.
“We can film now, Chance!” Pixie screams
Pixie turns the camera on just in time to catch cVc pouring gas all over the new dog house. The little puppy trapped inside yelps in fear.
“So you did hear me?” Chance asks
Pixie indicates she did as she begins to weep while holding the camera at cVc. Goosebumps travel up and down both arms of cVc as he tosses the gas can and turns back towards the camera. Chance begins to strut in front of the camera working himself up even further.
“The UCI called The Shock N’ Rolla because they are brave. Putting this face on tv can bring ratings gold sure but also fines out the ass. I am the most controversial wrestler of all time. Pay attention boys, cVc will show ya!” Chance screams
“Here’s the situation… I have nailed the door shut to this dog house after I put Pixie Paradoxxx’s new puppy inside. I just poured gas all over the dog house. Now it’s a waiting game of will he or won’t he? Now that I have all of your undivided attention. I want to talk directly to you Lyndon Diehl. How does it feel to be an afterthought? Haven’t you heard? Moor is going to win this match and we are just minor footnotes.” Chance exclaims
Crank turns his back to the camera as Pixie continues to weep over the trapped puppy.
“I call bullshit. Moor much like you, Lyndon… Doesn’t have a clue how to approach the Trailer Park Prodigy. I know this shtick you are doing and it's cute. You are suppose to be like Donald Trump, right? This dick and pony show all boils down to a carbon copy of something already perfected? You Ain’t Shit.” Chance proclaims
Crank leans down and laughs at the puppy. It begins to claw at the board attempting to escape. cVc stands back up then faces the camera.
“You thought you would be the biggest fish in a tank full of sharks? Honestly? You have proved nothing to anyone yet. At least Moor was a World Champion before he let a complete cocksucker take it. Diehl… you leave a bad taste in my mouth. There is something generic and unoriginal about you. You feel fraudulent. I feel like you won’t last long in this business. Once you realize you can’t compete, I think you will quit. You would rather walk away from a certain paycheck than face the fact that you aren’t as good as the rest.” Chance continues
Chance pulls a pack of matches out of his pocket. He pulls a match from the pack then quickly strikes it. Pixie’s weeping picks up but cVc lets the match die out.
“I don’t care how you feel about me either, Big. You can rant and rave about The Shock N’ Rolla but it will mean dick to the man himself. I find you unauthentic in every manner of this game you want to play. Did that make you hot across the back of the neck? Good. Mindfuck Engaged.” cVc roasts
Chance lights another match leading the camera to move around due to Pixie’s immediate reaction. “Don’t!” Pixie screams
Chance allows the match to die out while smiling the entire time at Pixie. Crank takes the doll from his back pocket and flashes it in front of the camera.
“I have something here that could change the world. It’s me, cVc that holds the fate of the real Trump in his hands. This doll will go down in political folklore if I do indeed have to use it. So ya see, Diehl.. I can’t respect someone like you after the power I wield. You want to be Trump while cVc will ensure he is elected. There’s a big fuckin’ difference. It would be easy for me to dismiss you completely to focus on Moor but cVc knows better.” Crank continues
Chance lights another match and Pixie nearly drops the camera. He tosses the lit match at the dog house causing it to go up in flames. The house begins to smoke heavily as Chance screams at a crying Pixie.
“Keep filming bitch or you will get it!” Chance screams
The puppy begins to whimper and scratch at the board. The dog is scared to death. Pixie continues to film and cry.
“Uh oh. He did “it! cVc just set a live trapped puppy on fire for a promo. I want you to take this in Wade Moor and Lyndon. Look what I just did. The blood of this dead puppy will be on both your hands. You caused cVc to lose his goddamn mind.” Chance exclaims
Crank turns to watch the dog scratch and beg at the board. The trapped dog begins to bark as the flames grow hot all around it. Pixie continues to cry as cVc bends down to get the burning dog house in the shot.
“You see Wade… I burned this puppy to show you something. I wanted you to see what a true mad man actually looks like. Remember this face as you watch that puppy burn to death behind me. I want you to think of this moment when we stare each other down in that ring. This man burned his bitch’s puppy just to prove a point, I want to see the fear in your eyes before that match even begins.” Chance continues
The puppy screams as it catches on fire. The fire burns the small dog just as the top of the dog house falls in. The roof caving in instantly kills the puppy. Pixie drops the camera and folds up into the fetal position. She cries while cVc picks up the camera and points it at himself.
[cVc Laughs]
“Do you feel dirty, Wade? Did that do it for you? I hope you know that I am just getting fuckin’ started here. I am happy to face you in my very first match. I don’t fear any man let alone you, Moor. I think you and Lyndon are two very different animals that cVc will tame the same way.” Chance exclaims
Crank kicks the dog house causing it to fall down now completely engulfed in flames. Chance makes Pixie hold the camera again as she sits back up. She holds the camera but it shakes slightly from her nerves.
“A week from now… Not a soul will remember what Wade Moor or Lyndon Whatever did. They will remember that cVc burned a puppy alive while laughing about it. Animal cruelty is just a fine in this state. A fine I am fully willing to pay to prove my point here today. Neither of you have the goods to defeat the mighty Chance Von Crank. You both want to project that you are evil when you just faced that for the first time. I busted both your cherries with the meanest shit you have ever seen. The reality of the situation is that I have already won.” Crank proclaims
Chance takes the camera from Pixie. Chance then turns and begins to hold the camera down at his boots. He unzips his pants then pulls out his penis. Crank holds his penis in one hand while still holding the camera. A stream of piss begins flowing from his penis onto the burning dog house. He continues until he is finished. He gives his weiner a shake then puts it back into his pants.
[cVc Laughs]
A truck barrels towards cVc’s trailer at a high rate of speed. Chance stops talking at the camera to see who it is. He puts both hands on his brow to block the sun out. Busta Capps, cVc’s longtime agent walks outside just as the truck gets into the drive way. The dog catcher’s truck pulls up as the dog house continues to burn. Chance gives the Hillary voodoo doll over to Pixie to protect. She reluctantly sticks it in her large bust as the dog catcher opens his truck door to spill out. Cody Williams is the only animal control Harlan has got.
“What in the fuck are you doing up here, Chance!?!?” Cody screams
Williams walks up to the dog house and notices the small skeleton of the puppy ablaze on the inside. He cringes at the thought of what just happened here. All of Pixie’s makeup has ran down her face.
“Goddamnit, I am too late. You already burned this poor poor puppy.” Cody exclaims
Chance never takes his eyes off of Busta Capps. cVc knows who the rat is and deals with it immediately. Crank walks over to Capps then gets right up in his face.
“So you snitched on your boy, huh?” Chance asks
Capps continues to look at the ground while cVc continues.
“I know you snitched me out, bitch! You know what that means… You’re FUCKIN’ FIRED! I only need people I trust around me. Not some snitching cocksucker.” Chance exclaims
Busta takes off towards his car. He begins to weep as Chance kicks rocks at him. Capps realizes in an instant he could lose everything he has worked for. Capps helps The Oracle back into his car to leave. Pixie lays back down on the ground while hugging the Hillary voodoo doll close. Williams walks over to Crank and faces him.
“This will be a twelve hundred dollar fine. In the city you could goto jail for pulling a stunt like this!” Williams exclaims
Chance and Williams lock eyes. Crank pulls out his wallet and takes a wod of hundreds and sticks them into Cody’s chest. He hold it.
“I am worth a goddamn fortune. I could buy and sell your ass any day of the week. Don’t you ever raise your unimportant fuckin’ voice at me again.” Chance warns
Crank takes his hand away from William's chest and the wod of money falls to the ground. cVc turns away from Cody as he bends down to pick up the hundred dollar bills for the fine.
The animal control truck pulls out after Williams picked up all the money. Chance flips him off as he backs out of the driveway, cVc walks over to Pixie who is laying directly in front of the fire now. She holds the doll close as Crank approaches.
“I had to burn it, Pix. Moor and Lyndon both needed to see it perish at my hands. I also had to kill it because you were showing it more attention that you were cVc. I want to move on in this tournament. I want to be a World Champion, Pix. These two are just the beginning. I needed them both to know that I am not fuckin’ around here. I want you to know that too. I could have just as easily put you in that dog house rather than the dog.” Chance continues
“You only live to please cVc. Your only purpose in this entire world is to ensure I am always happy and content. You must always make sure that The Trailer Park Prodigy thrives. That puppy was going to hold you back from doing just that. So I had to kill it and rid it of our perfect situation. You have earned these.” Chance exclaims
Pixie raises back up to look at Chance. He is holding the other three xanax in his hand now. She wipes both of her eyes before she snatches them up. She begins to rock back and forth completely traumatized.
Pixie takes off towards the trailer. She goes inside to shoot the pills up while the camera continues to film laying on the ground. Chance picks up the Hillary doll that Pixie dropped while running to get back in the trailer. Chance squats down to one knee and holds the doll out from his body and begins to speak to it.
“You are the key to his victory. Our freedom’s are under attack but it will be you little doll that saves us all. I should rip you in two pieces right now… But i’ll wait.” Chance exclaims
Chance begins rubbing the doll where it’s nose should be. He strokes it gently…
Hillary Clinton rally
Sacramento, CA
5/19/2016
2:45 P.M.
Hillary Clinton is giving a speech to a group of college students. Suddenly her nose begins to tickle then itch. She wipes it once. Then quickly again.
Fade.