This is a discussion on Damien Kahn within the The Talent forums, part of the CWA E-Fed category; Name*: Damien Kahn
Nickname: None
Age*: 26
Hometown: Unknown
Height: 6'1"
Weight*: 250
Gimmick*: Psychopath
Disposition*: Heel
Wrestling Style*: Brawler
...
Welcome to Wrestling Clique Wrestling Forums
Hello and Welcome to WrestlingClique - Wrestling Forums!
We are the premier wrestling forum and your source for wrestling news and rumors, wrestling divas, wrestling gifs, sports discussion, e-feds, writing and more. Wrestling fans participate in active discussion on all the major wrestling leagues and events including WWE, ECW & TNA pay per view events, live wrestling streams, wrestling video games, collectibles, and other wrestling related products and services.
You're currently viewing our site as an unregistered guest which means you are limited to most discussions and features.
Take a few minutes to browse around, and if you like what you see, Register a free account to gain access to :
• Richer content, access forums that are not viewable by the public.
• Complete access to post topics, respond to polls, communicate privately (PM), take part contests, arcade, photo sharing, networking, groups.
• Create your personal profile and bio
• Meet and Chat Live with other members who share similar interests
Registration is simple and fast. Won't take you more than a minute and of course it's completely free.
So Join our Community today!
OOC: Haha, I didn't even notice that. I might have a slight name change down the line, this was just the first evil sounding name I could think of. Here's my introduction RP, if I do anything wrong please let me know and criticism is always welcome.
Quote:
A cheap hand held video camera is turned on to reveal a severely beaten man sitting in a chair, with his hands tied behind his back with a short peice of rope. He's noticeably been crying, and is obviously scared. He looks passed the camera, presumably to someone standing behind it, and shakes his head no.
Victim: Please... please don't make me do this.. please don't--
Damien Kahn: Does this look like a good time to be a hero to you? Look at you. You're pathetic. Say it.
The victim stutters through his words as a combination of sweat and blood drip down his face.
Victim: Th... this is a message from.. Damien Kahn. He wants everyone to know that he's coming to CWA... and... and...
Damien Kahn: SAY IT!
Victim: And he's going to use me as an example of what there is to come...
Damien Kahn: By doing what? TELL THEM!
Victim: (screaming) SOMEONE HELP ME, SOMEONE GET ME OUT OF HERE!!! HEELLLPPPP!!! SOMEONE ****ING HELP ME!!
Damien Kahn: Now now, this is a family show. Let's cease the foul language, shall we? There's no need for any of that here...
A man draped in leather slowly strolls into the view of the video camera. He brandishes a knife and waves it in front of the face of his victim. With a sick sadistic smile he gently runs the knife across the mans face, soft enough to leave but a small indentation in his skin. The smallest amount of blood trickles down from the victim's cheek.
Damien Kahn: I'm afraid my friend here is a bit tongue tied, he's had a rough night. Allow me to introduce myself. My name is Damien Kahn, and this here... (motions to the victim) is my first victim. But God knows, he wont be the last. CWA, I'm not a bad man. I'm a man of justice. I'm a man of unprecedented morals. You see, somewhere along the way... mankind has lost that spark, we've lost that vision, that Utopia we once striven for. Now, you people, such as my friend here, will have to pay for your sins. And if God doesn't condemn you, I'll take it upon myself to do so. Tell me, friend, why did I bring you here?
Victim: I don't ****ing know!!
Damien Kahn: Oh, that dreaded tongue of yours. We are on national television, you know? I'll tell them why you're here. Three weeks ago to this day, there was a blind man asking for help moving his new television set into his apartment. Did you help the man, my friend?
The victims heart is beating faster now, like a steady drumbeat. Thump, thump, thump. He hangs his head in shame as he sobs, droplets of tears roll down his cheeks. Damien Kahn paces back and forth as if he were in an interrogation room. He waits for an answer, but only silence fills the cold, damp room.
Damien Kahn: No, you didn't help him. You took that television set, and you ran with it. You robbed him blind... literally. (chuckles) Do you think that was fair, my friend?
Victim: Please don't kill me... I have a family... I'll do anything. Money, cars, I can give you anything...
Damien Kahn: Money? Cars? No... but there is something I want. Justice. An eye...
Damien Kahn twirls his knife between his fingers, before stabbing it into his victims eye, digging in deep as puss and blood squirt across the camera frame. The victim screams in pain as his eyeball is disconnected from his retina.
OOC: Actually I think I'll make these introduction promos as posted on a website instead of being aired on television. It makes it a bit more interesting while also getting passed the PG stuff that would air on TV.
Quote:
On To view links or images in this forum your post count must be 20 or greater. You currently have 0 posts. a new video is posted in the blog section. It begins to fade in as the static clears, the same cheap video camera is being used in the same dark basement where the first video took place. This time a young, attractive woman is sitting in a chair, mouth gagged with her arms tied behind her back.
Damien Kahn: Hello world, did you miss me? It's Damien Kahn. And I'm here with my second victim. How are you doing, Katie?
The ball gag in her mouth prevents her screams from being anything but muffled last pleas.
Damien Kahn: Heh... it seems like for once you don't have much to say, eh Katie? You know... you're a very pretty girl.
Damien Kahn caresses her cheek while she tries to scream. A sadistic smile makes it's way across Damien's face, a look of satisfaction and sexual deviancy.
Damien Kahn: A.. VERY pretty girl. The kind of girl any guy would kill for. I'm sure you've broken many hearts, haven't you Katie? You've broken many dreams, ruined many lives. I'm not going to lie, if I was a weaker man I just might be inclined to take you, Katie. Do you know what I mean by "take" Katie? What do you want "take" to mean? Such a pretty, pretty girl.
Damien Kahn takes his knife out of the holster at his side and cuts the leather strap that was holding the ball in her mouth.
Katie: What... what do you want from me?
Damien Kahn: What do you think I want from you? What do you want me to want from you? Three years ago Katie, you were in a court room, pointing your finger at a man that raped you, correct?
Katie: Y-y-yes.
Damien Kahn: Is that so? Because when I look in your eyes, I don't see a girl that's been raped. I see a filthy slut with low self esteem. I see a desperate, pathetic whore. I see a liar. That man didn't rape you. You had consensual sex with him, and you ruined his life to protect your own reputation. Isn't that right, Katie?
Katie: ...
Tears flowed out of her eyes just as they did in the court room three years ago. Her alligator tears weren't going to save her this time.
Damien Kahn: Keep crying. What do you have to say for yourself? That man is in jail right now because you didn't want anyone to know the truth. Why, Katie? Why? FUCKING ANSWER ME!! TELL ME THE TRUTH!! What's wrong, you tongue tied Katie? Now you don't have anything to say???
Katie continued crying, the words unable to escape past her lips. She trembled as Damian Kahn ran his knife down her cheek, before lounging it past those pretty lips and slicing her tongue clean off. She screamed in pain as Damien Kahn held his new prize firmly in his hands.
Damien Kahn: Tongue tied, Katie?
__________________
To view links or images in signatures your post count must be 10 or greater. You currently have 0 posts.
One final video is posting on To view links or images in this forum your post count must be 20 or greater. You currently have 0 posts. , promising to be the last before the website is shut down. The cheap, distorted video feed fills the computer screen to reveal Damien's trademark torture room. An overweight man is sweating furiously, tied down laying flat on a wooden table. Damien is circling the table methodically with his favorite hunting knife...
Damien Kahn: Did you miss me... world? I'm back, with another video. And of course, another victim. For whom I will cleanse his soul, wash away his sins, give him a fresh... new... start. Jesus fucking Christ, you're sweating like a pig, you're disgusting. I'm embarrassed for you.
Victim #3: I'm sorry... it's a medical condition.
Damien Kahn: Don't be sorry, my friend. Now let's skip the formalities, shall we? You know why you're here. You're a weak man. Let's take a look at your list of atrocities.
Damien Kahn picks up what looks to be a scrap book from the table. He begins flipping through the pages that appear to be filled with newspaper clippings, some looking old and ragged, some fresh, as if they were from recent papers.
Damien Kahn: Ah, here we are. Manslaughter, rape, the distribution of illegal narcotics, assault on a minor, arson... My God, you've been a busy man this past decade, now haven't you?
Victim #3: It... it wasn't my fault. It was the drugs that made me do it, I have a problem. I can't control myself. I'm weak, I'm fucking weak... (sobbing)
Damien Kahn: For God sake, get a hold of yourself.
Victim #3: I'm... I'm sorry...
Damien Kahn: Once again, don't be sorry, my friend. I'm sorry. Sorry I didn't get to you before you ruined all of those lives. Did you know that the kid you sold that cocaine to four months ago died of an overdose? HE WAS THIRTEEN!!
Victim #3: It was the drugs!! I couldn't help myself. When I do coke, it fucks up my judgment man. It's not my fault!!
Damien Kahn: Ah, blame it on the cocaine. Yes, I hear you need to watch yourself with that stuff. Me? I never dabbled into drugs. That was never my thing. But I am, however, an addict. Let's just say I have... different vices. But enough about me, let's focus on what's important. Poor you, probably raised in a broken home, Daddy beat you, Mommy never had the courage to say anything, you were never loved as a child, and that's why you turned to drugs? It's all the drugs fault, that's not really you, now is it?
Damien Kahn: (singing) Driving that train, high on cocaine. Casey Jones you better, watch your speed.
Victim #3: Please don't kill me!!
Damien Kahn: Now, why would I want to hurt you? It's the drugs that committed all of these horrible acts. I will, however, make it so you never, ever do those drugs again.
Damien Kahn twirls his knife between his fingers as the man screams bloody murder. As Damien presses the sharp knife against the bridge of the man's nose the screams become louder, more desperate. And with one swift movement, the man's nose is severed from his face. Kind of hard for a man with no nose to snort drugs. The man's shrieking continues as Damien tries to drown him out with singing...
Damien Kahn: DRIVING THAT TRAIN, HIGH ON COCAINE. CASEY JONES YOU BETTER, WATCH YOUR SPEED. TROUBLE AHEAD, TROUBLE BEHIND, AND YOU KNOW THAT NOTION JUST CROSSED MY MIND. (quieter) and you know that notion... just crossed my mind.
__________________
To view links or images in signatures your post count must be 10 or greater. You currently have 0 posts.
I......LOVE these r/ps. They may be a little explicit in a lot of real situations and companies, but you bring this edginess I think this e-fed needs. It'll be cool to see how you use this style on opponents.
__________________
Shane Matthews - Jagged - Chuck Taylor - UltraMantis Black - Crossbones
To view links or images in signatures your post count must be 10 or greater. You currently have 0 posts.
TOO MUCH RUDO FOR ONE PHOTO!!!!!
-----------
Quote:
Originally Posted by Roxy
I've come to the conclusion that the world would be a better place if more people were like Nicky Talent.
An unmarked, white envelope stained red is received at the CWA headquarters. It feels slightly heavier than a normal letter. A disturbing image rests inside. The eyes of the man who robbed a blind man, the tongue of the woman who lied about being raped, and the nose of the cocaine addict, with a small warning attached to it.
To view links or images in this forum your post count must be 20 or greater. You currently have 0 posts.
OOC: That does it for my introduction RPs, I'll wait for my first match to do the next one. Glad most people have enjoyed it so far, thanks for the feedback.
__________________
To view links or images in signatures your post count must be 10 or greater. You currently have 0 posts.
Dude, pardon my french, but this is fucking amazing! Besides the high violence, the buildup of all the victims and the climax of the body parts was simply awesome.
Linear Mode
