Psycho is on the road to IDR, and to Success...

For now, he's relaxing with a can of beer and a game of chess. The chessboard was sitting in the centre of the room, where Psycho was thinking about his next move. Across the other side was Lockdown, fellow Devils Own member.

Lockdown: Hurry the f*ck up Ste, I want to make a move too.

Psycho: Shut it, Lock. Ill take how much f*cking time it takes.

Psycho places his hand on a rook, but then lets go, without making a move.

Psycho: You’re a good f*cking chess player Lock. And on the subject of opposition, I want to talk about 3 things. Shaman, X-Corp and Chuckster.

Lockdown: Why do you want to waste your breath on them c*nts?

A slight grin takes shape on Psychos face as he moves a pawn.

Psycho: Why? Ill tell you f*cking why. Firstly, there is Shaman. Dissing Devils Own nearly every time the big ba*tard speaks, and its starting to piss me off Lock. It really is. And I think I might have to shut him up once and for all in the Rumble.

Lockdown: Ah, don’t tell me about that piece of sh*t. I beat his ass on Fiesta, and I will make sure I beat his ass in the rumble also.

Psycho: Not before me you crazy b*stard. Its your move.

Lockdown realises he is in check, and has to move the king.

Lockdown: You t*at. You f*cked me here.
Psycho starts to laugh, as Lockdown still thinks where he should move.

Lockdown: Who were the other two then?
Psycho sips at his beer, and looks very pissed off now.

Psycho: Oh, its them pr*cks X-Corp. They are starting to do my head in now. I think I might explode.

Lockdown: Ah, don’t worry about them two. Me and Levi have the f*ckers sorted for the Rumble. You might as well concentrate on Shaman, and the other guy that you were talking about. Who the f*ck is it anyway?

Psycho thinks as he plots his next move.

Psycho: An old enemy from EWA. And he will be in the Rumble. He is the only person who beat me in EWA. He is the current European Champion, and his name is the Chuckster.

Lockdown laughed at his name.

Lockdown: You got beat by him? F*ck sake man. You should of beat him easy!

Psycho: Watch some tapes of mine and his matches. They were f*ckin brutal. He only beat me for the title because I had one f*cking lack of concentration. Finally, I will be able to get my revenge on the pr*ck.

Lockdown moves his king, and Psycho immediately smiles. He moves the Knight and has won the game with Checkmake.

Lockdown: F*ck Off!! This is a c*nts game! Something that X-Corp would play. Ah, f*ck sake.

Lockdown flips over the table, with Psychos drink falling to the ground

Psycho: You pr*ck! You knocked my drink over!

Lockdown walks out of the room in disgust, as
Psycho picks up the table.

Psycho: One last word, Chuckster, Shaman and X-Corp better be f*cking ready in the rumble. Because if you are not, you will become Just Another Victim of the Psycho. Now f*ck off while I pick up the pieces.

DEVILS OWN

DEAL WITH IT