ENTER the SQUARED CIRCLE with WATCHER of the DAMNED - LONESTAR LIBRE!
Kayfabe and SciFiWesterns belong together, and you can't stop me
EXCERPT: WATCHER of the DAMNED: LoneStar Libre!
Riotous noise rocked the Arena as the Watcher hit his fists together, shaking out every muscle. Mr. Megaphone boomed:
"In this Corner…"
Do it so everyone can get paid
"…weighing in at approximately one hundred and eighty pounds -"
Just throw the fight, get it done, and make your exit—
"…topping out at a whopping five-foot-three—"
What she doesn't see doesn't count
"Coming to you live from Snake Farm, Texas, The Wonder Under-Dog of the Evening—the Comal County Crusher!"
Von Helm vaulted through the gate and into the centre of the Squared Circle, pumping his fist into the air, whipping the crowd into a frenzy. A grin of pure joy lit his face as he raced around the ring, and his joy spilled over into the crowd. The Watcher grunted to himself:
He's the classic Babyface—the Hero, the guy everybody adores.
Mr. Megaphone lifted his instrument once more: "And in this Corner…"
Grinning, a feather-bedecked Joey entered the Arena, leading the Watcher on his chain.
"…weighing in at approximately two hundred and ninety pounds…"
and then there's me.
A howl of boos rose as bricks and bottles flew through the air;
"…six feet deep…"
The ultimate Heel, the Anti-Hero, the man you love to hate…
"…hailing from parts unknown, the Rootin' Tootin' Lucha-Lootin' Texas Outlaw—LoneStar Libre!"
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