Post by Oblivion on Feb 21, 2012 18:25:04 GMT -5
~._-*Music is being heard for the long drive in the dark, along the interstate. I-95 East is nearly empty. Very few cars out, during THIS time of night. On a late Tuesday night, creeping into Wednesday. There has been rumors and unconfirmed allegations of horrific deeds done. The cold weather has kept traffic off the roads, for the most part, in the middle of the night. But, there are some brave misguided souls still out there, like You. If only they knew. If only YOU knew whats awaits for You. It IS a long way between Philadelphia and Morrisville, in Bucks County. A lot of things could happen from here to there, in that 30 to 45 minute drive. People have been known to disappear.... IN THE DARK. Along I-95, they have been finding discarded bodies, that have been eaten. There has been documentation of bruising along the multiple bite marks. Sexual abnormalities have been also reported. The rumors ended being true. Evil lurks in Southern Pennsylvania.
Once again, if only You knew what was in Morrisville, You would head back to the inner city of Philadelphia. You would decide to spend an eternity in Hell, rather than go to Morrisville, Pennsylvania. The Darkness is in a violent conflict with the Waning Cresent Moon. The New Moon is crouching down, waiting to ransack the Cresent Moon and take over. Waiting it's time. The Darkness will reign supreme during the New Moon Phase. The Children will have their fill of bloodletting. The Meatsacks need to be cleansed. The weak need to forgiven, for their sins. On the 26th, there will be another Waning Cresent. By that time, the beginning of the damage had already been started. The Evil keeps lurking. The hunger never ends.
The Five Mile Forest Preserve is a few miles south of Big Oak Road and several miles north of US Highway 1. The Preserve is peaceful, for now. You arrive, with The Darkness quickly on your heels. You can hear the clicking, moaning, hissing and groaning. The contents inside The Darkness have changed. The Children have grown. The Gathering are monsters now. Their hunger grows even stronger. Their hunger for flesh is now never ending. They will have a feast at Timebomb!! In The Preserve, the cold air blankets the forest.*-_.~
~._-*The wind blows through, cutting the trees with the frigid air. But, despite the arctic blast, The Vixens are already prancing through the forest, in see through lavender nighties, with fuzzy fringe. Even their under garments are lavender. The frisky Vixens prance barefooted, as they play tag, already covered in a burgundy colored sticky paste. They lick their fingers clean, as some Vixens still have bodily fluids dripping from their long sharp nails. The new Gathering are hunting for a fresh kill. It doesn't matter what or who it is. Nourishment is in need for The Family.
The hard frigid winds does not cover the sounds of horrific screaming, coming from off in the near distance. Ah, yes The Gathering has caught some well deserved sustenance. The Gathering may have gotten bigger, but they still have the disposition and spirit of small children. The Gathering are excited as they bring back three young women, from a nearby camping ground. The women, who are in their young twenties, are screaming and fighting. Two, of the three women are sobbing and crying, as the looks on their faces are of horror and disbelief....*-_.~
Girl #1: Wh-what... wh-wh-who are you?![/color]
~._-*The girls still moving around, but have stopped screaming, as Melissa, who was once a blonde bubbly cheery cheerleader, is now drained of all kinds of emotions. She has a dead look in her eyes. She is motioning the girls to keep quiet. The massive Gathering begin to sniff and lick all over the girls. Some, of The Gathering begin to drool. Some of their drool hangs low, unbroken. They remain calm, but you can see in the eyes, of The Gathering that they are excited for their freshly caught meal. But, the three girls don't know that. In fact The Vixens are about to pounce, when they immediately STOP.... Everyone looks to their right. Heavy footsteps are getting closer. The energy in the surrounding area is getting more tense. You can hear the pounding heartbeats from the three terrified young ladies. Once the limited moonlight hits whoever, more like WHATever that is approaching them, all three begin to scream, until....*-_.~
THWACK!!
~._-*Two remaining girls scream out more, as the horror that stands in front of them, is holding the remnants of what is left of the young girl's face. The flesh hangs off the fingertips of the black gloved hand. The massive hand tosses the hunk of face meat towards IT's Children. The Gathering and The Vixen scramble as they try to grabs a piece of human flesh, something they enjoy very much. Very much, indeed. Very small pieces of the flesh, hangs off of IT's long, dirty, and sharp fingernail. The dark figure kneels down, in front of the young women. Their eye makeup has smeared down into black sticky tears. IT brushes the back of IT's hand against the cold, unblemished skin. With a quick nick, the girl whimpers, as the dark beast tastes the blood of the quivering young woman.
Both sets of eyes look up at The Monster, with complete horror, as they look right behind The Monster. The Children gnawing and tearing off flesh from their friend. The sounds of gulping and swallowing are echoing throughout the forest. The two girls scream through their gags, as Oblivion is about to stop their screaming. Their bodies flop down in a couple of dead heaps of flesh. Oblivion bellows out...*-_.~
Oblivion: Eat my Children!! There is plenty!![/color]
~._-*As Oblivion says, as IT tears off a hug chunk of flesh from one of the girls. Of course, as Oblivion looks down, The Dark One looks down at IT's Pet, who is holding the camera. The camera holding pet is a wanderer, who Oblivion picked up. He is homeless and Oblivion promised to take care of him. Well, that has not really happened. Sure, The Pet eats, but only after The Children have their fill. The Pet, who is around is his mid thirties, skinny and filthy. He is only wearing a stained loin cloth. He is obviously cold, in the Pennsylvania cold weather. He looks up at his Master and the look in his eyes are of hunger. Out of IT's usual character Oblivion takes another huge chunk out of one of the girls and tosses it down at The Pet. The camera drops to the ground and is now on it's side. The perspective is now sideways. Oblivion walks over and picks up the camera. In the background, the sounds of ripping and tearing flesh is still being heard. The Vixens are cooing with delight, as they begin to caress each other in the red roue, the red human stock. Slathering each other with it, as they celebrate for their wonderful bounty of human flesh.
Oblivion pans the camera covering IT's children enjoying the meal they have provided. Everything is calm in the forest. DEAD CALM. Oblivion places the camera on a dead stump. The camera is angled up, towards Oblivion....*-_.~
Oblivion: You hear that?![/color]
~._-*The eerie sounds of skin ripping from bone.*-_.~
Oblivion: Beautiful sounds! Makes a father proud, that IT's children can have a full stomach. Now, everyone in The Wells Fargo Arena in Philadelphia, are gonna end up having empty stomach, when they puke up their stinkin' guts, when they see torturous violence before them. Blood?! Oh, there WILL be blood!! Plenty of it!! The Meatsacks, in the crowd, might drown in the extensive amount of blood that will spilled. Hatred will be the theme of this match!! Why hatred? Because.....[/color]
~._-*Oblivion screams out a thunderous roar!*-_.~
Oblivion: OBLIVION FUCKING HATES THAT MOTHERFUCKER....GRA-A-AVEDII-I-IGER-ER-ERR-R!!! Gravedigger for the pain and suffering you have put this body through, so help IT Oblivion, IT will make you suffer through every second of that God damn match!! You hear Oblivion?! The bullshit stops now!! Even if you do have Seth Lerch so far up your crusty ass, it won't stop The Beast, The Monster, The God of Insanity from ripping you apart and displaying your dismembered body throughout the four corners of the Wells Fargo Arena. Oblivion will giggle with glee, as you begin to scream out in pain. The music of Oblivion's ears!! Timebomb will be special. VERY SPECIAL!! The ways IT has thought to put you through a living Hell. It's not just a saying. You will feel like you're literally.... IN HELL!!
Are you fucking kidding IT?! A hardcore match!?! You stand there, waving IT's "Precious" in Oblivion's face and expect nothing in return? Are that fucking stupid!?![/color]
~._-*Oblivion begins to roar with thunderous anger, as the ground appears to be shaking.*-_.~
Oblivion: OBLIVION WANTS IT'S CHAMPIONSHIP BACK!! You're a God damn thief!! Couldn't beat IT for it, so you wait for the right perfect moment and you stole it from IT's grasp!! Now, you HAVE to defend it against..... YOUR WORSE FUCKING NIGHTMARE!! Now, as stupid and idiotic as that sounded. Imagine this, you attacked a psychotic madman. Took something that basically defined who IT was. You made that same madman jump through hoops, just to get an opportunity to get back that spiritually defining item back. Now that opportunity is now HERE!! If you think for one itsy bitsy second that this match will be some kind of square dance. Some kind of picnic. Then you are more delusional than Oblivion is!!
Now, let's look at YOUR little situation. It looks like you are having a problem with the MS-13. Really?! C'mon really? How are we all supposed to expect that Seth Lerch is gonna trust someone who took HIS FUCKING COMPANY AWAY FROM HIM!!! Now we are supposed to believe that you two are attached to the hip!! It's obvious how you two have buddied up just to take out yours truly!! But, Gravedigger you must know. It has to be bugging you, that Lerch still remembers you snatching away HIS baby from him and nearly destroying it!! We were all there!! We saw the soap opera!! Now, you two are now together like some love sick school kids, like nothing really happened. Actually, nothing really happened, but let's say for arguments sake, this shit went down!! Uh-oh!! Did Oblivion let something slip out?!
Who knows, you two could have been in cahoots for awhile now! Being best buds, getting ready for Seth Lerch to stab everyone in the back, like a little bitch he is!! But, you Gravedigger. Yes, you!! You ARE, without a shadow of a doubt... THE BIGGEST FUCKING BITCH IN THIS ENTIRE COMPANY!! It will be IT's glorious pleasure in showing the entire wrestling community, how much of a big pussy you truly are!! Oblivion is calling you out and is calling you a big bitch!! Three things WILL happen at Timebomb....[/color]
~._-*While still eating, The Vixens scream out...*-_.~
Vixens: ONE!![/color]
Oblivion: Blood WILL spill and flow heavily!![/color]
~._-*The Vixens pick up their faces, with massive amount of blood dripping from their chins...*-_.~
Vixens: TWO!![/color]
Oblivion: Oblivion will expose Gravedigger as a fraud!! HE IS NOT "The Epitome of Hardcore"!! He's a fucking fake and a phony!! [/color]
~._-*The Vixens pick up their faces, with massive amount of blood dripping from their chins...*-_.~
Vixens: PHONY!! BIG FAT PHONY!! THREE!![/color]
Oblivion: And finally, the most important. Oblivion will regain IT's "precious" back. It WILL be the fourth time that this body, this battered and torn body, has worn the Hardcore Championship!! Oblivion is WCF's God of Hardcore!! IT WILL show that to Gravedigger and to the rest of the WCF!! Getting ready WCF.... SHIT IS ABOUT TO GET REAL!! With that...[/color]
~._-*A couple of massive beasts come running up with a torn off lower leg, off one of the girls. It was torn, right below the knee. The leg still has a sock and a small white tennis show, on the foot. Some of the bloody Vixens and some of The Gathering come rumbling up. They push their way in front of Oblivion, who is seen gnawing and chewing on the lower leg. The Gathering roars out...*-_.~
The Gathering: YOU CAN... CHOKE... ON... THAA-ATT-T!![/color]
~._-*Blood sprays out of the Vixens' mouths as they scream out....*-_.~
Vixens: BII-ITCHEE-ESS-S-S!![/color]
~._-*Oblivion grabs for the camera and pulls it real close to IT's hideous face...*-_.~
Oblivion: Gravedigger, your reign of pseudo-terror ends now!! Let the pain and agony end, please!! You are truly a bonafide fraud in the hardcore community and Oblivion will prove that Timebomb!![/color]
~._-*Oblivion grabs the camera and proceeds to punt it. It shatters in several pieces. But the main recording apparatus remains intact, as it continues to record the feasting of the three dead girls and the glee that comes from The Children of Oblivion....&-_.~
~._-*The scene slowly goes into a static, as Melissa comes running up and starts screaming out, while waving into the camera as it fades out...*-_.~
Melissa: Bye-ee! Bye-ee! Bye-ee!![/color]
[scene fades out]
