Post by Crisis on Mar 4, 2014 19:27:22 GMT -5
In the beginning there was darkness. From that darkness came the evil of the world as we know it today. Men, women, children, specifically murderers, abusers, the sinners of this world. With these evils created a monster, a monster new to this world with no heart, no thought for his actions, no soul to fight with about what is right and what is wrong. The only thing this monster cares about is destruction. And soon not only will the WCF be exposed to this new threat, but the world will be exposed to it as well. Soon Hell’s gates will be opened up and a new world Crisis will enter into our way of life.
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A flash of lightening opens up the scene. Soon after the sound of thunder can be heard in the distance. The scene opens up outside of a grave yard’s large metal gate. The black iron stands ominously in the night with the lightening flashing every now and then, thunder rolls deep in the distance. The camera pans around the grave yard until it comes upon a single figure standing out in the open the persons back is facing us. The figure is large and appears to be wearing a coat. The camera man, like any idiot out of a horror movie, walks towards the figure standing in the middle of the grave yard. As the camera approaches the figure, not turning towards the camera, walks behind a large grave stone he is standing next too. The camera man slows down; who is this man that is out here, what is he doing here, hell why is he himself even here? However like that horror movie idiot he continues to walk towards where the figure was standing. He gets to the head stone and slowly peaks around it, however he finds nothing, or no one there. A shrug of his shoulders and he turns out.
*Flash of lightening*
*CRASH*
Thunder sounds overhead and there is the figure standing in front of him, his heart skips a beat he wants to run but is scared in fear. This man is very tall, and very large. His stature is very well built from what can be seen, his jacket is a long dark grey trench coat. The man’s head is tilted downwards as we cannot see his face. For what seems like an eternity the figure stands there, and then he shifts himself and slowly walks past the camera man. The camera pans with him watching every step this man takes, he stops standing in front of a headstone. From the figure, who has not been seen before in WCF we hear for the first time a deep and sinister voice.
In the beginning. Some people believe there was a big bang; others believe God himself created the Heavens and Earth. Other’s believe some other nonsense which makes no sense. However no matter how you look at the beginning the first thing there was was darkness. From this darkness is where it all began. The first steps to this horrific place we call Earth. Populated by creatures of all kinds, birds, fish, and the worst of all Humans.
There is a sigh from the man before he begins again.
Humans, these are the creatures that was the biggest mistake. All they do is fight, complain, want things they cannot have, destroy this planet in every way possible, and in the end, thankfully they die. You God forsaken creatures are a disgrace to everything out there. Which brings me to myself who am I? The man from Hell, the Spawn of Satan, or more commonly Crisis. That is what they call me. Why am I here? Simple, I am here to collect the souls of all you worthless shits out there. I am here to collect on the name of Lucifer himself. But aren’t I a human as well you may be thinking? Actually I could care less about what you are thinking, hell if you don’t care at all then just ignore the rest of what I have to say.
Crisis turns around to face the camera, now we can see his face, it appears to be covered in a mask that resembles a skull, his eyes are dark red, and chills immediately run throughout the spines of all watching.
For those of you that want to hear the warning here it is. I use to be a human, yes; I grew up an awful bastard terrorizing everyone I came in contact with, breaking the law, robbing whomever I chose. The cops feared me, heartless I was. Probably because of my alcoholic of a father, but that bastard got what he deserved. Burned alive with the contents of his own booze. Just prior to that that bastard kill my mother, stabbed her repeatedly, no need to count how many times it wouldn’t have bought her back to know anyway. So me and my brother beat the bastard to a pulp, leaving him alive enough to feel the pain of the fire that burned his flesh. I made it out of the house, my brother wasn’t so lucky. I could have saved him probably but I only cared about one thing, myself. Then he found me. The lord of all darkness, the lord of all evil, the king of Hell, Lucifer. He made me this monster I am now, he made me this demon. My soul forever lost in the underworld, and this is the best feeling I have ever felt in my life.
Crisis walks around the head stone as he continues.
So why am I here again? To collect souls, that is correct for those of you that where paying attention. But why this place? Why am
I here in the WCF? Because I like the fight people put up against me, I like to earn the souls of you worthless bastards and beat them out of you. This was the only place that appeared to have any competition; a place that seemed like only had people that would at least put up at decent fight. Before anyone knows it I will be making my highly looked forward too debut. Then that is where I will claim my first soul from this place. I am not here for friends, I am not here for titles, I am only here for my collection. And it will begin before anyone is ready. Here is your warning, for even though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death I shall fear no evil. For I AM that evil.
Crisis walks up to the camera, and looks deep into it, his eyes pricing the souls of all watching.
See you in hell.
Crisis starts to laugh sinisterly as he walks away from the camera, the thunder and lightning pick up and become worse, it begins to rain. After a lightning flicker or two Crisis out of the blue disappears into the darkness. The camera swings back around to the headstone he was circling. There is writing on it, the camera gets closer so we can read.
The Beginning of the End is near.
Hell’s Gates are opened.
WCF – Year 2014
RIP.
The scene fades to black.
The ominous message from the new man in the locker room, the monster is here, and he has a collection that he wants to gather for his master. Crisis is here and with him he brings fear. However looking at the men in this locker room there is certainly going to be war.
*END PROMO*
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A flash of lightening opens up the scene. Soon after the sound of thunder can be heard in the distance. The scene opens up outside of a grave yard’s large metal gate. The black iron stands ominously in the night with the lightening flashing every now and then, thunder rolls deep in the distance. The camera pans around the grave yard until it comes upon a single figure standing out in the open the persons back is facing us. The figure is large and appears to be wearing a coat. The camera man, like any idiot out of a horror movie, walks towards the figure standing in the middle of the grave yard. As the camera approaches the figure, not turning towards the camera, walks behind a large grave stone he is standing next too. The camera man slows down; who is this man that is out here, what is he doing here, hell why is he himself even here? However like that horror movie idiot he continues to walk towards where the figure was standing. He gets to the head stone and slowly peaks around it, however he finds nothing, or no one there. A shrug of his shoulders and he turns out.
*Flash of lightening*
*CRASH*
Thunder sounds overhead and there is the figure standing in front of him, his heart skips a beat he wants to run but is scared in fear. This man is very tall, and very large. His stature is very well built from what can be seen, his jacket is a long dark grey trench coat. The man’s head is tilted downwards as we cannot see his face. For what seems like an eternity the figure stands there, and then he shifts himself and slowly walks past the camera man. The camera pans with him watching every step this man takes, he stops standing in front of a headstone. From the figure, who has not been seen before in WCF we hear for the first time a deep and sinister voice.
In the beginning. Some people believe there was a big bang; others believe God himself created the Heavens and Earth. Other’s believe some other nonsense which makes no sense. However no matter how you look at the beginning the first thing there was was darkness. From this darkness is where it all began. The first steps to this horrific place we call Earth. Populated by creatures of all kinds, birds, fish, and the worst of all Humans.
There is a sigh from the man before he begins again.
Humans, these are the creatures that was the biggest mistake. All they do is fight, complain, want things they cannot have, destroy this planet in every way possible, and in the end, thankfully they die. You God forsaken creatures are a disgrace to everything out there. Which brings me to myself who am I? The man from Hell, the Spawn of Satan, or more commonly Crisis. That is what they call me. Why am I here? Simple, I am here to collect the souls of all you worthless shits out there. I am here to collect on the name of Lucifer himself. But aren’t I a human as well you may be thinking? Actually I could care less about what you are thinking, hell if you don’t care at all then just ignore the rest of what I have to say.
Crisis turns around to face the camera, now we can see his face, it appears to be covered in a mask that resembles a skull, his eyes are dark red, and chills immediately run throughout the spines of all watching.
For those of you that want to hear the warning here it is. I use to be a human, yes; I grew up an awful bastard terrorizing everyone I came in contact with, breaking the law, robbing whomever I chose. The cops feared me, heartless I was. Probably because of my alcoholic of a father, but that bastard got what he deserved. Burned alive with the contents of his own booze. Just prior to that that bastard kill my mother, stabbed her repeatedly, no need to count how many times it wouldn’t have bought her back to know anyway. So me and my brother beat the bastard to a pulp, leaving him alive enough to feel the pain of the fire that burned his flesh. I made it out of the house, my brother wasn’t so lucky. I could have saved him probably but I only cared about one thing, myself. Then he found me. The lord of all darkness, the lord of all evil, the king of Hell, Lucifer. He made me this monster I am now, he made me this demon. My soul forever lost in the underworld, and this is the best feeling I have ever felt in my life.
Crisis walks around the head stone as he continues.
So why am I here again? To collect souls, that is correct for those of you that where paying attention. But why this place? Why am
I here in the WCF? Because I like the fight people put up against me, I like to earn the souls of you worthless bastards and beat them out of you. This was the only place that appeared to have any competition; a place that seemed like only had people that would at least put up at decent fight. Before anyone knows it I will be making my highly looked forward too debut. Then that is where I will claim my first soul from this place. I am not here for friends, I am not here for titles, I am only here for my collection. And it will begin before anyone is ready. Here is your warning, for even though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death I shall fear no evil. For I AM that evil.
Crisis walks up to the camera, and looks deep into it, his eyes pricing the souls of all watching.
See you in hell.
Crisis starts to laugh sinisterly as he walks away from the camera, the thunder and lightning pick up and become worse, it begins to rain. After a lightning flicker or two Crisis out of the blue disappears into the darkness. The camera swings back around to the headstone he was circling. There is writing on it, the camera gets closer so we can read.
The Beginning of the End is near.
Hell’s Gates are opened.
WCF – Year 2014
RIP.
The scene fades to black.
The ominous message from the new man in the locker room, the monster is here, and he has a collection that he wants to gather for his master. Crisis is here and with him he brings fear. However looking at the men in this locker room there is certainly going to be war.
*END PROMO*
