Getting prepared for Hell

[Oblivion]

~._-*Your imagination has been taken hostage and tossed into the psychotic realm of a madman. Music is being heard...*-_*~

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~._-*Your neocortex and thalamus are being messaged by a pair of black gloves. The majority of the fingers are exposed, from the glove. The fingers have long, sharp, dirty fingernails and thumbnails. Each time You fight and resist, the Madman's long sharp thumb nails are plunged deep into your brain....*-_.~



~._-*You slip in and out of consciousness, as your body twitches out of reflex and from intense pain. As the thumbs are still planted inside your brain, a small disgusting filthy hand physically forces your eyes open. Two more hands appear. These hands are more softer. Pale skin. Nails are long and painted red. As your eyes are being forced open, the pale soft hands are attaching small file clamps, to your upper eyelids. The clamps are attached with a small linked chain. The chain itself, is attached to a nail, behind You, several feet away, on a wall. Your eyes are being kept forced open. You are going to be forced to watch horrific images. If this doesn't get you prepared for Hell..... THEN MAY GOD BLESS YOUR SOUL....*-_.~



~._-*You begin to struggle. Your breathing begins to shorten, as your throat begins to slowly tighten up. You try to swallow, but you cannot. You DO begin to panic as the images continue. Your breathing intensifies, along with your heartbeat. You feel a presence.... BEHIND YOU. You begin to slowly forget about your current surrounding and start thinking about your soon to be future. The seconds quickly fly by. The hours go as fast. The days will flying by and then.... SLAM WILL BE HERE. That thought slowly puts you in a complete panic. Your body begins to go into involuntary spasms and convulsions. Urine begins to trickle down your leg. The very thought of what is about to happen, on Slam, as gotten you terrified.

A young boy, pretending to be a man. Four little boys pretending to be men. They are about to be tossed into a world of shit!! That world of shit, the squared circle is a pseudo court of WCF law!! Oblivion is judge, jury and the God damn executioner!! Four boys will step inside that "court" facing SERIOUS charges. As you are lying there in a semi-conscious state, You see in front of You a man in a suit. he is clean cut and well manicured. He stands in front of You and read of the charges that you have been accused of.....*-_.~

Defense Attorney: You are being accused of the following... Count (1)- THEFT IN THE FIRST DEGREE. Count (2) FRAUD IN THE FIRST DEGREE. Count (3) FORGERY AND COUNTERFEITING IN THE FIRST DEGREE.[/color]

~._-* You still fight and squirm. you're convinced that IS an attorney that is standing in front of you...*-_.~

Defense Attorney: THEFT is the illegal taking of another person's property without that person's permission or consent with the intent to deprive the rightful owner of it. In other words, it means you have taken the name The Society. Oblivion has already used the name The Society. You have taken that name without permission....[/color]

~._-*The stinging pain, from the dirty sharp nailed thumb being jabbed into your brain, has now stopped....*-_.~

Oblivion: GUILTY!!![/color]

~._-*Oblivion is sitting high above in judges clothing.*-_.~

Defense Attorney: FRAUD is an intentional deception made for personal gain or to damage another individual. You are committing FRAUD in front all of WCF. Masquerading as real professional wrestlers.[/color]

~._-*Oblivion bangs down his gavel.*-_.~

Oblivion: GUILTY!!![/color]

Defense Attorney: FORGERY AND COUNTERFEITING are defined as an counterfeit item. The items that is considered as forgeries are your four careers. Now, with these charges, they are pretty serious. I suggest to you four, go for the mercy of The Judge. Plead guilty and hope for your sakes, that The Judge takes mercy onto your souls.[/color]


~._-*Oblivion bangs down his gavel.*-_.~

Oblivion: FUCK THAT!!! Tek "The Legend Thriller"!! "The Holy Flame" Steeltoe Joe!! "The Truth" Nic Daniels!! Eric Price!! Also known as The Society. You four will be considered dangerous and GIANT PAINS IN MY ASS!! The Society are phonies.[/color]

~._-*Your visions pans, very quickly, to the left, as several Gathering members are dressed as jurors. They scream out-....[/color]*-_.~

The Gathering: PHONIES!! BIG FAT PHONIES!![/color]

Oblivion: Since you have been convicted by the only order, the only voice that matters, Oblivion, The God of Insanity has ordered you four to be beaten within an inch of your sorry pathetic lives. You four are to be publicly beaten, until The Court's Executioners are thoroughly convinced that you have punished enough. It is up to Night Rider, Dangerous Don DeBeers, Jeff Purse and yours truly... The Monster Oblivion!! We will decide when we end the beatings. WE will decide if you four con-artists have been punished thoroughly within the accordance of Oblivion's Law. No out of it now! You four PUSSIES... that's right Oblivion said it.... PUSSIES are good as dead!![/color]

~._-*Oblivion looks around....(-_.~

Oblivion: WHO'S GOING PUSSY HUNTIN'?![/color]

~._-*The jury screams out....*-_.~

The Gathering: WE'S GOIN' PUSSY HUNTIN'!![/color]

Oblivion: WHO'S GOING PUSSY HUNTIN'?![/color]

The Gathering: WE'S GOIN' PUSSY HUNTIN'!![/color]

~._-*Oblivion takes off the robe and jumps down from away above You....*-_.~

Oblivion: No need to be afraid You. You can scream... NO ONE CAN HEAR YOU!! That goes for The FAKE ASS SOCIETY!! Angels of Death are gonna be there to kick your sorry asses all over that God damn arena. This is NOT a game. This will NOT be fun!! This will be humiliating for you four!! You four will be lucky on occasions, at times. But, rest assured, you four are gonna get the beatings of your sorry ass existences. With that....[/color]

~._-*The Jury of The Gathering stand up and scream out...*-_.~

The Gathering: YOU CAN CHOKE.... ON.... THAA-A-AT!![/color]

~._-*From behind, around, and underneath Oblivion, The buxom Vixens, with very little clothes on, slither out and screech out...*-_.~

The Vixens:BIITCHEE-E-EESS-S-SS!![/color]

~._-*The vision of You gets closer as Oblivion gets real close...*-_.~

Oblivion: Get ready you little bitches. The Angels of Death are ready to expose you four as frauds, fakes, and phonies!! With everything said and done. The best team will win and that will be The Angels of Death!![/color]

[scene fades as a large sole of a black boot comes crashing down onto your vision]