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Apocalypse Now, Don’t Cry…It’s Only Thunder
Narrator: Hello folks, Bob Saget here! And have I got a story for you. And no, before you ask, it is not set in a bar with a group of 5 close friends. You know the story, it went on to tell their love stories, the choices they make, and taking you on that ride that is life…all that lame stuff. No this, my friends, is the story of How I Met Your Apocalypse. Strap in folks, this is going to be a good one!
Note: Credit is given to where credit is due. None of this is meant as my original work. Sources range between Google, GoodReads, Wikipedia, and DeviantArt etc. Borrowed material and tweaked it to be not a total ripoff.
Apocalypse (noun)
- A prophetic revelation, especially concerning a cataclysm in which the forces of good permanently triumph over the forces of evil.
- Any universal or widespread destruction or disaster: or so-called End Time scenario, or to the end of the world in general. The harbinger of death. The destroyer of worlds.
Dreams
{The revelation of a meaningful future may be made through a dream, as in this case the experience of Apocalypse.}
What the…Am I dreaming?
? ? ?: Dear mortal, I have chosen you, one of pure heart, to save me and the world itself.
Apocalypse: Wh-what? What’s going on?!
? ? ?: This world, inhabited by humans, and demons, is in grave danger. An evil dark entity has reawakened from it’s slumber. I’ve chosen you to fetch the souls I need to regain my strength to be free of my chamber and wield my sword as the goats are cut down. Only the sheep will survive.
Apocalypse: Wh-who? Are you?! What do you want with me!
? ? ?: My name is Azrael and I want you to become my instrument of destruction, my manifestation of devastation. You know very well the world is corrupted; murder, rape, stealing, greed, lying, etc. So much sin is ultimately an anchor for the demons lurking in the darkness, to latch onto and eventually the end of the world will be upon us all as mankind destroys itself.
- Considered to be the Archangel of Death in some traditions and folklore. The name is sometimes attributed to the angel of retribution.
[Typically, the messengers of the apocalyptic revelation are described as angels. These beings or figures, may give a revelation or instructions through the medium of these heavenly messengers; they act as the prophet's guide.]
Apocalypse: But why?
Azrael: But why what?
Apocalypse: Why do you want me? I’m not pure of heart; you talk of the murder, the greed, and the lying. I have those same sins on me!
Azrael: You’re still pure of heart. Besides, I know everything about you. I know that your Mom was murdered by your drunk of a Step-Father. Your real father left you. Your best friend forgot about you. You’ve been incarcerated, and even institutionalized. I know you seek retribution…and your heart is still in the right place.
Apocalypse: How do you know these things about me?
Azrael: I am the Archangel of Death. The grim reaper works for me…the souls of the deceased pass through me to the other side.
And I alone, hold the power to bring those souls back to this side. If…
Apocalypse: Just tell me what I have to do…I’ll do anything.
Azrael: Good…good. All you have to do is collect enough souls for me to have the power to bring your Mother back. An eye for an eye, if you will.
Apocalypse: So you just want me to hurt people?
Azrael: Not just hurt them, brutally dismantle them, the more broken they are, the stronger the soul.
Apocalypse: And if I do this. I get her back…
Azrael: Well with enough souls, yes.
Apocalypse: Ok you have a deal!
Azrael: Quickly the last of my energy is being used talking with you.
Apocalypse: Alright just let me know what you want me to do and I’ll make it happen. With every fiber in my being, I’ll get it done!
The being fades into the body of Apocalypse.
Azrael: Yes, you my friend are worthy.
Apocalypse wakes up and gets off the ground and pops his neck, shoulders, and back to shake off the effects of sleeping in the alley.
Apocalypse: Ughh..
I’m awake… That was some crazy dream…
Well I better get going.
? Terence McKenna
Narrator: Hello folks, Bob Saget here! And have I got a story for you. And no, before you ask, it is not set in a bar with a group of 5 close friends. You know the story, it went on to tell their love stories, the choices they make, and taking you on that ride that is life…all that lame stuff. No this, my friends, is the story of How I Met Your Apocalypse. Strap in folks, this is going to be a good one!
Note: Credit is given to where credit is due. None of this is meant as my original work. Sources range between Google, GoodReads, Wikipedia, and DeviantArt etc. Borrowed material and tweaked it to be not a total ripoff.
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Apocalypse (noun)
- A prophetic revelation, especially concerning a cataclysm in which the forces of good permanently triumph over the forces of evil.
- Any universal or widespread destruction or disaster: or so-called End Time scenario, or to the end of the world in general. The harbinger of death. The destroyer of worlds.
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Dreams
{The revelation of a meaningful future may be made through a dream, as in this case the experience of Apocalypse.}
Apocalypse by Chevsy @ DeviantArt
Our scene opens Apocalypse who is lying on the ground in an unknown location on the streets of Berlin. He appears to be dreaming, when a mysterious figure appears to him, and the revelation follows.What the…Am I dreaming?
? ? ?: Dear mortal, I have chosen you, one of pure heart, to save me and the world itself.
Apocalypse: Wh-what? What’s going on?!
? ? ?: This world, inhabited by humans, and demons, is in grave danger. An evil dark entity has reawakened from it’s slumber. I’ve chosen you to fetch the souls I need to regain my strength to be free of my chamber and wield my sword as the goats are cut down. Only the sheep will survive.
Apocalypse: Wh-who? Are you?! What do you want with me!
? ? ?: My name is Azrael and I want you to become my instrument of destruction, my manifestation of devastation. You know very well the world is corrupted; murder, rape, stealing, greed, lying, etc. So much sin is ultimately an anchor for the demons lurking in the darkness, to latch onto and eventually the end of the world will be upon us all as mankind destroys itself.
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Azrael (noun)- Considered to be the Archangel of Death in some traditions and folklore. The name is sometimes attributed to the angel of retribution.
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Angels[Typically, the messengers of the apocalyptic revelation are described as angels. These beings or figures, may give a revelation or instructions through the medium of these heavenly messengers; they act as the prophet's guide.]
Apocalypse: But why?
Azrael: But why what?
Apocalypse: Why do you want me? I’m not pure of heart; you talk of the murder, the greed, and the lying. I have those same sins on me!
Azrael: You’re still pure of heart. Besides, I know everything about you. I know that your Mom was murdered by your drunk of a Step-Father. Your real father left you. Your best friend forgot about you. You’ve been incarcerated, and even institutionalized. I know you seek retribution…and your heart is still in the right place.
Apocalypse: How do you know these things about me?
Azrael: I am the Archangel of Death. The grim reaper works for me…the souls of the deceased pass through me to the other side.
And I alone, hold the power to bring those souls back to this side. If…
Apocalypse: Just tell me what I have to do…I’ll do anything.
Azrael: Good…good. All you have to do is collect enough souls for me to have the power to bring your Mother back. An eye for an eye, if you will.
Apocalypse: So you just want me to hurt people?
Azrael: Not just hurt them, brutally dismantle them, the more broken they are, the stronger the soul.
Apocalypse: And if I do this. I get her back…
Azrael: Well with enough souls, yes.
Apocalypse: Ok you have a deal!
Azrael: Quickly the last of my energy is being used talking with you.
Apocalypse: Alright just let me know what you want me to do and I’ll make it happen. With every fiber in my being, I’ll get it done!
The being fades into the body of Apocalypse.
Azrael: Yes, you my friend are worthy.
Apocalypse wakes up and gets off the ground and pops his neck, shoulders, and back to shake off the effects of sleeping in the alley.
Apocalypse: Ughh..
I’m awake… That was some crazy dream…
Well I better get going.
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In this world which you are about to enter, you will embark on a strenuous journey with you as the harbinger. Speak to people and check things wherever you go, be it motels, arenas or stadiums. Gather information and hints from every source. There’s plenty souls to be taken.
New obstacles will open to you by by helping those in need, overcoming challenges, and harvesting the souls. At times, you will be challenged by others and attacked by goats. Be brave and show no mercy.
New obstacles will open to you by by helping those in need, overcoming challenges, and harvesting the souls. At times, you will be challenged by others and attacked by goats. Be brave and show no mercy.
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“The apocalypse is not something which is coming. The apocalypse has arrived in major portions of the planet and it’s only because we live within a bubble of incredible privilege and social insulation that we still have the luxury of anticipating the apocalypse.” Future
[The genre of revelation aims to show God's way of dealing with humankind and His ultimate purposes, and its writers often reveal the meaning of present events in connection with the ending of the present age.]
[The genre of revelation aims to show God's way of dealing with humankind and His ultimate purposes, and its writers often reveal the meaning of present events in connection with the ending of the present age.]
? Terence McKenna
We open up in a boiler room somewhere in the Velodrom Arena. The camera pans around and we see air handlers, boilers, chillers, water heaters and tanks, water pumps, sprinkler distribution piping and pumps, back-up electrical generators, and other HVAC equipment. Soon the camera comes to a rest upon newcomer Apocalypse who is in a dark corner of the room, only his face and mask is lit by light. He seems to be rambling to himself.
Apocalypse: They’re not ready Father…They’re not ready. They won’t listen to the Apocalypses. I tell them Father…I do. I tell them the signs. I tell them the warnings. I tell them the prophecy. But to no avail! But it doesn’t matter…does it Father? All will suffer the final Judgment…the end of the world as we know it is upon us…even if they don’t listen or believe.
APOC starts rocking back and forth but soon he stops as he hears a voice in his head.
Father: Do not relent, my Son. Tell them more. Tell them… “When the Son of Man comes in His glory. All the nations will be gathered before Him, and He will separate people one from another as a shepherd separates his sheep from the goats, and He will set the sheep on His right hand but the goats at the left. Then the king will say to those on His right hand, “Come, you blessed of My Father, inherit the kingdom prepared for you from the foundation of the world; for I was hungry and you gave me food, I was thirsty and you gave me drink, I was a stranger and you took Me in, I was naked and you clothed Me, I was sick and you visited me, I was in prison and you came to me.”…” Assuredly, I say to you, inasmuch as you did it to one of the least of these My Brethren, you did it to me.”
APOC squeals and flashes a goofy smile.
Apocalypse: Yes Father, I will continue to tell them. I will act as your Right Hand. It shall be done. I will tell those who listen more My Father, how I will separate us sheep from the goats, how we will inherit the kingdom prepared for you from the foundation of this cruel, disappointing world. For when I was hungry, you gave me food. When I was thirsty, you gave me drink. I was but a stranger and you still took Me in, I was naked for all to see and you clothed Me, I was sick and while others stayed away, you visited me, I was in prison, in the darkness…the hole… and you came to me. Yes Father…
Father: Tell them, my Son…Say to those on the left hand, “Depart from Me, you cursed, into the everlasting fire prepared for the devil and his angels; for I was hungry and you gave Me no food, I was thirsty and you gave Me no drink, I was a stranger and you did not take Me in, naked and you did not clothe Me, sick and in prison and you did not visit Me.” ... “Assuredly, I say to you, inasmuch as you did not do it to one of the least of these, you did not do it to me.” And these will go away into everlasting punishment, but the righteous into eternal life.
APOC reaches behind his head and pulls out some of his air and holds it in the air as an offering.
Apocalypse: Yes, Father. I will tell them. They shall know. Those who are unwise to pay heed to your words shall go away into everlasting punishment. I will strike with my Right Hand causing them the pain and suffering, showing them the error’s of their ways. Those who are wise and pay heed, the righteous, will be spared into eternal life. Yes, Father.
Father: Good, my Son.
The voice of the Father, leaves APOC’s head and he crosses his arms across his chest before staring into the camera. Soon Azrael appears inside his head and guides him.
Apocalypse: Hello, my Brethren. This is Apocalypse. Hear me now. The beginning of the dawn of the age is upon is. The sound of hoof beats can be heard from the horses carrying the harbingers’ who speak to spread the message. The message is simple, just listen. Just listen to what is being said. Apocalypses doesn’t want to hurt you shall you not listen…Apocaylpses didn’t mean to hurt Crybaby McEmo…Apocalypses didn’t mean to hurt the Hank Brown. But they didn’t listen! So I had to cause them pain and suffering…
APOC stops finishing the sentence as if he suddenly remembered something and smirks.
Apocalypse: Oh yeah, Hank Brown was spared. Hank Brown was saved by Oblivion, or should I say Stephan! I knew you were here. I knew I had finally found you. You hid well among the goats my friend. I see you have done well for yourself here. You always did say that you would go back into wrestling when you got out. Granted we were both supposed to…Why didn’t you come look for me Stephan?! You promised you would! After you left…things…got…worse! They gave me more medicine that didn’t help! I forgot more. I forgot where you said you’d be! My…condition…got worse. After I got out I could only find work as a taken advantage of janitor…an under-appreciated worker who always did too much!
APOC chuckles.
Apocalypse: But it’s ok my friend, I forgive you. I understand all too well, the need to stop taking the medications that supposedly would “help” us. I understand that you forgot about me as Oblivion finally took hold. I finally found you, fate was on my side, at that dump of a place where I would break my back for the “man”. Luckily you saved me, again. That’s why I can’t stay mad at you, my friend. Good luck in the finals of that Trio’s Cup tournament, I have no doubt that you’ll go all the way. Nobody knows more than me what you are capable and what you have gone through. Same could be said about me to you…
APOC stands up revealing the rest of his massive frame.
Apocalypse: Those who don’t know me…those who don’t understand what Apocalypses is capable of…let me tell you. Let me tell Alexander Richards, specifically, as I hear you are my opponent on the next Slam. I am the Brute of Brutality…I will not take no mercy when it comes to the action in the ring. Once that bell rings…it’s dinner time. Once that bell rings…something insides me becomes hungry. No longer are you a man when you are across from me, your nothing but the latest appetizer being served on the menu.
APOC moves closer to the camera with a cold glare upon his face.
Apocalypse: Don’t get me wrong. I’ve looked for your past matches Alexander. I see you are crazy, just like me. I see you are dangerous, just like me. I know you are going to put up a hell of a fight in that ring. I welcome that. I prefer that. That’s more fun for all involved! You hurt me…I hurt you…we hurt each other! But the difference between me and you, I’m more, crazier than you are. I was actually institutionalized albeit that Facility was as crooked as crooked can be, that’s a story for another day.
A sneer cracks on APOC’s lips.
Apocalypse: I am the Manifestation of Devastation… a beast with no human qualities or physical limitations. And I’m going to leave it all in the ring. And I expect you to as well Alexander. I’m ready for you Alexander, you better bring all you got, cause the real Unconscious Truth is this…I’m going to break you…wear you down…I’ll be targeting your head given your recent brain injury. You really shouldn’t be allowed to compete but I digress. I’m going to finish what my friend Oblivion started…
APOC tilts his neck side to side, popping it.
Apocalypse: While you are focused on the fact that you are the real “Hardcore Champion”, I’m going to be focused on causing as much pain and suffering as you possibly can withstand. I’m striving to be one of the most barbaric and hardcore brawlers in professional wrestling history! I wanna be known not for how many titles I’ve won, accolades I’ve earned, or accomplishments I’ve achieved. I wanna be known for the trail of bodies left in the wake of my destruction.
APOC strokes his chin.
Apocalypse: So I hope you’re ready Alexander Richards. I hope you are ready to stand toe to toe with The Wicked One. You are facing a man who knows no boundaries…a man who will stop at nothing…a man who will not relent until you are beaten to a bloody and lifeless pulp in the middle of the ring. It’s only a matter of when I hit the Fall of Man and it’s all over. In the mean time, I’m going to enjoy dishing out the pain; I’m even going to enjoy taking the pain. I like the way it feelsies. For I’m tortured and angry and want to make people feel the same way as I do inside. And I’ve got nothing but time.
“When you expect the world to end at any moment, you know there is no need to hurry. You take your time, you do your work well.”
? Thomas Merton
APOC does the Benediction gesture before walking out of the boiler room as the scene fades to black.
Apocalypse: They’re not ready Father…They’re not ready. They won’t listen to the Apocalypses. I tell them Father…I do. I tell them the signs. I tell them the warnings. I tell them the prophecy. But to no avail! But it doesn’t matter…does it Father? All will suffer the final Judgment…the end of the world as we know it is upon us…even if they don’t listen or believe.
APOC starts rocking back and forth but soon he stops as he hears a voice in his head.
Father: Do not relent, my Son. Tell them more. Tell them… “When the Son of Man comes in His glory. All the nations will be gathered before Him, and He will separate people one from another as a shepherd separates his sheep from the goats, and He will set the sheep on His right hand but the goats at the left. Then the king will say to those on His right hand, “Come, you blessed of My Father, inherit the kingdom prepared for you from the foundation of the world; for I was hungry and you gave me food, I was thirsty and you gave me drink, I was a stranger and you took Me in, I was naked and you clothed Me, I was sick and you visited me, I was in prison and you came to me.”…” Assuredly, I say to you, inasmuch as you did it to one of the least of these My Brethren, you did it to me.”
APOC squeals and flashes a goofy smile.
Apocalypse: Yes Father, I will continue to tell them. I will act as your Right Hand. It shall be done. I will tell those who listen more My Father, how I will separate us sheep from the goats, how we will inherit the kingdom prepared for you from the foundation of this cruel, disappointing world. For when I was hungry, you gave me food. When I was thirsty, you gave me drink. I was but a stranger and you still took Me in, I was naked for all to see and you clothed Me, I was sick and while others stayed away, you visited me, I was in prison, in the darkness…the hole… and you came to me. Yes Father…
Father: Tell them, my Son…Say to those on the left hand, “Depart from Me, you cursed, into the everlasting fire prepared for the devil and his angels; for I was hungry and you gave Me no food, I was thirsty and you gave Me no drink, I was a stranger and you did not take Me in, naked and you did not clothe Me, sick and in prison and you did not visit Me.” ... “Assuredly, I say to you, inasmuch as you did not do it to one of the least of these, you did not do it to me.” And these will go away into everlasting punishment, but the righteous into eternal life.
APOC reaches behind his head and pulls out some of his air and holds it in the air as an offering.
Apocalypse: Yes, Father. I will tell them. They shall know. Those who are unwise to pay heed to your words shall go away into everlasting punishment. I will strike with my Right Hand causing them the pain and suffering, showing them the error’s of their ways. Those who are wise and pay heed, the righteous, will be spared into eternal life. Yes, Father.
Father: Good, my Son.
The voice of the Father, leaves APOC’s head and he crosses his arms across his chest before staring into the camera. Soon Azrael appears inside his head and guides him.
Apocalypse: Hello, my Brethren. This is Apocalypse. Hear me now. The beginning of the dawn of the age is upon is. The sound of hoof beats can be heard from the horses carrying the harbingers’ who speak to spread the message. The message is simple, just listen. Just listen to what is being said. Apocalypses doesn’t want to hurt you shall you not listen…Apocaylpses didn’t mean to hurt Crybaby McEmo…Apocalypses didn’t mean to hurt the Hank Brown. But they didn’t listen! So I had to cause them pain and suffering…
APOC stops finishing the sentence as if he suddenly remembered something and smirks.
Apocalypse: Oh yeah, Hank Brown was spared. Hank Brown was saved by Oblivion, or should I say Stephan! I knew you were here. I knew I had finally found you. You hid well among the goats my friend. I see you have done well for yourself here. You always did say that you would go back into wrestling when you got out. Granted we were both supposed to…Why didn’t you come look for me Stephan?! You promised you would! After you left…things…got…worse! They gave me more medicine that didn’t help! I forgot more. I forgot where you said you’d be! My…condition…got worse. After I got out I could only find work as a taken advantage of janitor…an under-appreciated worker who always did too much!
APOC chuckles.
Apocalypse: But it’s ok my friend, I forgive you. I understand all too well, the need to stop taking the medications that supposedly would “help” us. I understand that you forgot about me as Oblivion finally took hold. I finally found you, fate was on my side, at that dump of a place where I would break my back for the “man”. Luckily you saved me, again. That’s why I can’t stay mad at you, my friend. Good luck in the finals of that Trio’s Cup tournament, I have no doubt that you’ll go all the way. Nobody knows more than me what you are capable and what you have gone through. Same could be said about me to you…
APOC stands up revealing the rest of his massive frame.
Apocalypse: Those who don’t know me…those who don’t understand what Apocalypses is capable of…let me tell you. Let me tell Alexander Richards, specifically, as I hear you are my opponent on the next Slam. I am the Brute of Brutality…I will not take no mercy when it comes to the action in the ring. Once that bell rings…it’s dinner time. Once that bell rings…something insides me becomes hungry. No longer are you a man when you are across from me, your nothing but the latest appetizer being served on the menu.
APOC moves closer to the camera with a cold glare upon his face.
Apocalypse: Don’t get me wrong. I’ve looked for your past matches Alexander. I see you are crazy, just like me. I see you are dangerous, just like me. I know you are going to put up a hell of a fight in that ring. I welcome that. I prefer that. That’s more fun for all involved! You hurt me…I hurt you…we hurt each other! But the difference between me and you, I’m more, crazier than you are. I was actually institutionalized albeit that Facility was as crooked as crooked can be, that’s a story for another day.
A sneer cracks on APOC’s lips.
Apocalypse: I am the Manifestation of Devastation… a beast with no human qualities or physical limitations. And I’m going to leave it all in the ring. And I expect you to as well Alexander. I’m ready for you Alexander, you better bring all you got, cause the real Unconscious Truth is this…I’m going to break you…wear you down…I’ll be targeting your head given your recent brain injury. You really shouldn’t be allowed to compete but I digress. I’m going to finish what my friend Oblivion started…
APOC tilts his neck side to side, popping it.
Apocalypse: While you are focused on the fact that you are the real “Hardcore Champion”, I’m going to be focused on causing as much pain and suffering as you possibly can withstand. I’m striving to be one of the most barbaric and hardcore brawlers in professional wrestling history! I wanna be known not for how many titles I’ve won, accolades I’ve earned, or accomplishments I’ve achieved. I wanna be known for the trail of bodies left in the wake of my destruction.
APOC strokes his chin.
Apocalypse: So I hope you’re ready Alexander Richards. I hope you are ready to stand toe to toe with The Wicked One. You are facing a man who knows no boundaries…a man who will stop at nothing…a man who will not relent until you are beaten to a bloody and lifeless pulp in the middle of the ring. It’s only a matter of when I hit the Fall of Man and it’s all over. In the mean time, I’m going to enjoy dishing out the pain; I’m even going to enjoy taking the pain. I like the way it feelsies. For I’m tortured and angry and want to make people feel the same way as I do inside. And I’ve got nothing but time.
“When you expect the world to end at any moment, you know there is no need to hurry. You take your time, you do your work well.”
? Thomas Merton
APOC does the Benediction gesture before walking out of the boiler room as the scene fades to black.
