Post by Oblivion on Oct 4, 2015 17:00:30 GMT -5
~._-*After what happened after Slam, everything seemed to be list for Oblivion. The FBI has a heavy case again Oblivion. There will be no more opportunities to escape from the FBI and the CIA. There is a dark room in and old motel, which the owners abandoned it, after a couple of gruesome murders, they just left the building.
The main corridor doesn't look too bad, since it's only been a month since the motel was closed. There were rumors about those who paid a little extra received special rooms. One such room is down the main corridor. The door is made of thick wood, looking like what would think of of a door of a dungeon.
The door doesn't budge. Once the opportunity comes to bash against the door, the door itself opens up easily, creaking and moaning as it opens. Instantly, the aromas, of the room hit hard. One would think, due to the horrific smells, someone must of died.
Once glancing around the room, obviously holding one's nose, there are several styrofoam containers laying around the room. There is a cold vibe, an aura of something evil once lived in this room. The whiff of horrific smells, is something you can taste. You can also hear what you can see.
Looking at a nearby container is rotten meatloaf. That explains the smell. Bur, looking down at the box, you see the explained sounds. Maggots and blowflies wiggle and squirm, imbedded in the food. Instantly, one would gasp for breath, trying not to regurgitate. The sticky floors themselves are enough to make one sick.
To balance oneself against a wall, will realize the walls are also sticky. To look around the room, one will see several containers dull of rotten food, full of maggots and blowflies. Once again, you can taste what you can smell and hear what you can see.
This would be too much for one person to bare. Instant panic attacks would overwhelm anyone. Covering one's face would be an easy escape. But, once you cover your face, you soul begin to panic. The heavy wooden door opens. A person's breathing will be scattered. Footsteps can be heard, sticking against the floor.
The footsteps get closer and one's breathing quickens. You could hear metal scraping against the floor. Looking through fingers, one could see an individual smoking a cigarette. The end of the cigarette lights up, when a toke was taken. After a couple of puffs, the cigarette is dropped and extinguished.
The Narrator: As your heart pounds and your breath weakens, thank your lucky stars, that The Monster Oblivion is not here instead. The Dark Messiah has been gnawing at the bit. A chance at an opportunity to prove all of IT's critics wrong.
Now, with the opportunity of winning the WCF Hardcore Championship raises the stake a but. Oblivion has won more hardcore titles than anyone in WCF history. To accomplish, one has to pin a WCF legend, Torture. For the past two years the majority if the WCF locker-room has been begging for Oblivion to step up.
At WAR, this will be Oblivion's chance to either win WAR or pin Torture for the hardcore title. After WAR there will be NO MORE talk of Oblivion's diminishing talents. Oblivion will quiet IT's critics. Rise up to IT's past glory. All the finger pointing. All the name calling and whispers. That has been the encouragement The Monster needed. But, the competition and the powers to be doesn't want Oblivion to succeed.
That is why Oblivion went away, to concentrate on the event of WAR... But, what happened after Slam, one should assume that friends of IT's past will assist Oblivion in IT's journey for glory at WAR!! This event means everything... EVERYTHING to Oblivion. As Ace Slaughter, perpetrating as IT's real life enemy, nearly won the event in IT's first year.
But, here is the opportunity once again. WCF need to be very aware of the appearance at WAR!! One did hear off an appearance at a local support gathering at a near by park.[/font]
~._-*At a local park, you can hear cheering, and then deep barking from a thunderous voice. A stage had been made. The grounds in front of the stage us clear. Bur, in each side of the cleared space are several bleachers, holding nearly a thousand people. The Monstrous Gathering are wearing duplicate uniforms. Trent Townsend, Abril, Gerard, Muni Oblivion, Stitches, The Pet, The Vixens are all wearing the same uniforms. Arm bands with a anarchy symbol with horns are being worn.
Several flags with the same insignia are being seen. Oblivion is standing in front of a podium. With a few muscular men masked and fully clothed in black clothing, with their arms folded.*-_.~
Oblivion: Things have been planned for a ling time. The Angels of Destruction are in power, bur in due each one of us have to spread around, telling others if our message. Bur, for now it is time for the message I The Dark Messiah!! It is time for a new era! A new WCF!! A BETTER WCF!!
The Monster will gi into WAR with a mission. A mission to either win WAR or recapture the only thing that matters to YOUR God, your true leader is the WCF Hardcore Championship!!
The crowd: OBLIVION!! OBLIVION!! OBLIVION!!
Oblivion: The time is nigh!! It is now, for Oblivion to help the WCF develop a better Hardcore division!! Better than the atrocity Torture was leading!! You know... EVERYONE KNOWS... that Oblivion defines hardcore wrestling!! That is why WAR defines the mission of The Dark Messiah!!
WCF needs Oblivion to win the Hardcore Championship!! The Hardcore title will flourish with Oblivion as it's holder. WAR is the perfect display of the new powers of The Minster...
The crowd: MONSTER!!
Oblivion:...none of the other established veterans, up and comers and the also rans will stand in IT's way!!
The crowd: YES!! YES!! YES!! YES!!
~._-*Several Gathering member in several squads with several members in each squad, march in unison, with their right arms outward, slightly bent, their thumb towards their chests.*-_.~
Oblivion: As you can see, Oblivion has an army, more to come. The Hardcore Championship is coming back to The Darkness!!
The crowd: DARKNESS!! DARKNESS!! DARKNESS!!
Oblivion: At WAR, Oblivion will establish a strong showing at the event!! The Hardcore Championship is coming back to The Monster Oblivion!!
The crowd: Oblivion!!Oblivion!!
The main corridor doesn't look too bad, since it's only been a month since the motel was closed. There were rumors about those who paid a little extra received special rooms. One such room is down the main corridor. The door is made of thick wood, looking like what would think of of a door of a dungeon.
The door doesn't budge. Once the opportunity comes to bash against the door, the door itself opens up easily, creaking and moaning as it opens. Instantly, the aromas, of the room hit hard. One would think, due to the horrific smells, someone must of died.
Once glancing around the room, obviously holding one's nose, there are several styrofoam containers laying around the room. There is a cold vibe, an aura of something evil once lived in this room. The whiff of horrific smells, is something you can taste. You can also hear what you can see.
Looking at a nearby container is rotten meatloaf. That explains the smell. Bur, looking down at the box, you see the explained sounds. Maggots and blowflies wiggle and squirm, imbedded in the food. Instantly, one would gasp for breath, trying not to regurgitate. The sticky floors themselves are enough to make one sick.
To balance oneself against a wall, will realize the walls are also sticky. To look around the room, one will see several containers dull of rotten food, full of maggots and blowflies. Once again, you can taste what you can smell and hear what you can see.
This would be too much for one person to bare. Instant panic attacks would overwhelm anyone. Covering one's face would be an easy escape. But, once you cover your face, you soul begin to panic. The heavy wooden door opens. A person's breathing will be scattered. Footsteps can be heard, sticking against the floor.
The footsteps get closer and one's breathing quickens. You could hear metal scraping against the floor. Looking through fingers, one could see an individual smoking a cigarette. The end of the cigarette lights up, when a toke was taken. After a couple of puffs, the cigarette is dropped and extinguished.
The Narrator: As your heart pounds and your breath weakens, thank your lucky stars, that The Monster Oblivion is not here instead. The Dark Messiah has been gnawing at the bit. A chance at an opportunity to prove all of IT's critics wrong.
Now, with the opportunity of winning the WCF Hardcore Championship raises the stake a but. Oblivion has won more hardcore titles than anyone in WCF history. To accomplish, one has to pin a WCF legend, Torture. For the past two years the majority if the WCF locker-room has been begging for Oblivion to step up.
At WAR, this will be Oblivion's chance to either win WAR or pin Torture for the hardcore title. After WAR there will be NO MORE talk of Oblivion's diminishing talents. Oblivion will quiet IT's critics. Rise up to IT's past glory. All the finger pointing. All the name calling and whispers. That has been the encouragement The Monster needed. But, the competition and the powers to be doesn't want Oblivion to succeed.
That is why Oblivion went away, to concentrate on the event of WAR... But, what happened after Slam, one should assume that friends of IT's past will assist Oblivion in IT's journey for glory at WAR!! This event means everything... EVERYTHING to Oblivion. As Ace Slaughter, perpetrating as IT's real life enemy, nearly won the event in IT's first year.
But, here is the opportunity once again. WCF need to be very aware of the appearance at WAR!! One did hear off an appearance at a local support gathering at a near by park.[/font]
~._-*At a local park, you can hear cheering, and then deep barking from a thunderous voice. A stage had been made. The grounds in front of the stage us clear. Bur, in each side of the cleared space are several bleachers, holding nearly a thousand people. The Monstrous Gathering are wearing duplicate uniforms. Trent Townsend, Abril, Gerard, Muni Oblivion, Stitches, The Pet, The Vixens are all wearing the same uniforms. Arm bands with a anarchy symbol with horns are being worn.
Several flags with the same insignia are being seen. Oblivion is standing in front of a podium. With a few muscular men masked and fully clothed in black clothing, with their arms folded.*-_.~
Oblivion: Things have been planned for a ling time. The Angels of Destruction are in power, bur in due each one of us have to spread around, telling others if our message. Bur, for now it is time for the message I The Dark Messiah!! It is time for a new era! A new WCF!! A BETTER WCF!!
The Monster will gi into WAR with a mission. A mission to either win WAR or recapture the only thing that matters to YOUR God, your true leader is the WCF Hardcore Championship!!
The crowd: OBLIVION!! OBLIVION!! OBLIVION!!
Oblivion: The time is nigh!! It is now, for Oblivion to help the WCF develop a better Hardcore division!! Better than the atrocity Torture was leading!! You know... EVERYONE KNOWS... that Oblivion defines hardcore wrestling!! That is why WAR defines the mission of The Dark Messiah!!
WCF needs Oblivion to win the Hardcore Championship!! The Hardcore title will flourish with Oblivion as it's holder. WAR is the perfect display of the new powers of The Minster...
The crowd: MONSTER!!
Oblivion:...none of the other established veterans, up and comers and the also rans will stand in IT's way!!
The crowd: YES!! YES!! YES!! YES!!
~._-*Several Gathering member in several squads with several members in each squad, march in unison, with their right arms outward, slightly bent, their thumb towards their chests.*-_.~
Oblivion: As you can see, Oblivion has an army, more to come. The Hardcore Championship is coming back to The Darkness!!
The crowd: DARKNESS!! DARKNESS!! DARKNESS!!
Oblivion: At WAR, Oblivion will establish a strong showing at the event!! The Hardcore Championship is coming back to The Monster Oblivion!!
The crowd: Oblivion!!Oblivion!!
