In sickness

(In the usual spider web filled attic with red blood mood light, he sits upon his chair with his mask half onto his face.)

Being alone is always swell until you’re besieged. By people. By Sickness. By the ever-encroaching signs of a decaying body. And I suppose all of those things are one of the same in the end. I often speak childhood terrors and tales, but in the end, being under the supervision of even the most wretched of souls is still a form of comfort, for at least there is someone around to make sure you don’t succumb to a preventable demise by a call for help you can’t make on your own in debilitation. With that in mind, it almost becomes simple to comprehend how people become desperate to cling to one another even in the most chaotic of relationships. Yes, men and women take on the ultimate trust fall, often selling out their pride, individuality, and principles, all to avoid being alone. That’s why in health, people start making all sorts of vows to another in what they’d do outside of it so they can believe someone will be there for them if life gets rough. One could call that human cowardice, and yet, to begin putting your fate, even ever so slightly, in someone else’s hands is one of life’s biggest gambles.

It brings into question, is there a true difference between bravery and cowardice?

I believe it is fascinating that we are approaching an event called “Cero Miedo” Zero Fear, and it is themed after tag team wrestling, the division that most represents that battle of angles in which perspective decides if you see it as a roster of the most daring people of Wrestleworld, or the most craven. Every child of twisted mothers and fathers unified without love must see the similar pitfalls and rewards that exist in the concept of forming teams in professional wrestling. We know that thinking in the lines of bravery and cowardice is sheer lunacy, for overcoming one’s fear is simply given into another greater fear. Do some people have zero fear when dealing with one particular thing? But of course, they do! They’ve been conditioned to fear so many things that they must pick something they aren’t afraid of! Having zero fear on any particular subject matter is to mean the cost of giving in to fear is so great that you have cast away all fear to achieve your goals! So is zero fear truly something that great?

I have no opinion worth stating, but I know you people believe that it is.

Thus rejoice and praise my “Pillar” allies, it takes zero fear to get in bed with the Redback Silver, the master of silvery betrayal.

^️He pulls down his mask, and Animus continues to speak out.^️


I have always been a solitary fellow, it is the way of the spider to cast webs on one’s own. It is but one of the many things that separate spiders from insects and their wretched colonies. But in times like these, where I seem surrounded by the mob carrying deadly pathogens, I become forced to be more cooperative. I don’t not know what has gotten into Mr Gold, but ever since he has lost his gold plated strap he has become increasingly chaotic and desperate to get rid of me, to the point he has even aligned himself with the likes of Havoc’s former main host. How grotesques, their bond creates an illness that is sickening the air, but like any response to a grave pandemic…...sometimes you have to grow up and put on the mask. So I place this mask of tag team wrestling upon my face and place myself as part of this Pillar carrying the company!

After all, tag team wrestling is not unfamiliar to me. I oft teamed with Mr Gold, and even with his now Fallen Archangel, I had plenty of successes.

Some enjoy clinging to the idea that hatred only exists due to ignorance, but while I shall not reject the fertile ground of animosity in the unknown, I must defend the fact that animus is oh so much more versatile than that. To think such a great motivation cannot grow amongst those that are well accustomed to one another is the height of folly! In this world where I am forced to work in tandem in such a maelstrom of clashing philosophies and the depravity that comes with all human bonds, Animus performs at it’s finest form! I hate this, therefore I completely submerge myself into it and you’ll all see what is the result of that!

I’ll begin with the champions, the faces of Cero Miedo, this realm of revolting individuals that hitch their wagons to one another to thrive! The Mac 'N' Murphy Connection! Truly, even in their short run, they have already showcased all there is to the insanity of human bonds and marrying to the idea of keeping vows as allies! Yes, while many could say that they’re just chickenshit creatures that NEED to be together because some suburban father and some who cares security guard bouncer type would never make it on their own, one must give them their due for daring to put all their eggs in the basket of the perilous tag team wrestling! In fact, Teddy Mac is much like a widower, he saw how easy it is for your world to be turned upside down in the world of tag team wrestling, yet he has stood up once again and remarried himself with his childhood sweetheart! This is what sappy tragedies turn to love stories are made of! Oh yes, the foolish man who sure he married a hot one, forgot about his childhood friend, who while perhaps is more homely and impressive than his old trophy wife, is his true soul mate and he only sees it after his fine piece of ass died! Yes, Murphy isn’t as tall nor as ferocious as Jaguar, but he has good qualities too if Teddy just gave him a chance! And so did Teddy do, and so has Murphy proven himself in this disgusting happy ending. But unlike movies, the stories of tag team wrestlers continue even after their honeymoon phase and the roller coasting landing safe upon the ground. These two will always be plagued with the wandering eye of Teddy Mac, who is known to work without Murphy! Forever carrying the spurned Murphy, who must deep down in the recesses of his mind wonder why Teddy Mac had to become a widower before the call was ever made for these two to reunite, as Murphy reevaluates his self worth! I will not question the bravery of these two men, but I will question the futility of it all, I will be there to cast doubt and watch like a good spider upon the wall!

As for Sweet Melody, I much prefer this new tune of yours. What took you so long? Especially you little one, I always knew there was a little devil behind that pastel disguise! Did the light dare desert you? Your amusing do-gooder ways were entertaining, making sure everyone else in Wrestleworld thrived! Fighting for Mr Gold’s honour alongside me as I called you an elder student of his, not knowing it was all an illusion. You fought to make sure someone like Stephanie would be champion, as she barely recognized you existed! No different for Nobi and the like, all the people you’d comfort never gave a damn! Everyone looks at this match, and they point their fingers at me as the one likely to turn this match upside down and stab my partners in the back, but deep down, you aren’t so sure are you little one? Now that you see the world through the lenses of anger and had your taste of lashing out, can it ever truly end for you? Is anyone safe? Unlike everyone else, I’ve never underestimated you old partner, I know you resent me due to your affections towards Mr Gold, but I know you’ll entertain and not let me down.

As for me, I have my own aisle to walk down, my best men are there waiting for me to seal the deal with the bride of our ultimate success! And that is a fine lady I shall never betray, I show zero fear in this march towards her, so we can be forever joined in sickness and in health.

^️End^️