Post by Oblivion on Jul 10, 2016 16:53:00 GMT -5
~°._*Saturday, near dawn. Oblivion screaming down I-75 in his jack-up Chevy van. With his rear fat tires spinning off the rain. Oblivion has his front window down, as he cranks out some Black Slabbath "War Pigs". The shiny black van gets to a gas station near Lexington, Kentucky. Oblivion pulls in. The big man gets outs. Dressed in a black T-shirt and blue jeans and black work boots.
Oblivion's black hair is not pulled backed. His face has been covered with stage makeup to cover up the massive scars. But, some scars are still noticeable. Oblivion is still a big man and you cannot help look at him.
Oblivion goes into the gas station, minding his own business, getting a one liter of Dr. Pepper and paying for the gas. Once he steps out of the gas station...
Punk-ass kid #1: Whoa!! Look at this muddafucka!!
Kid #2: Dude!! Do you know who DAT is?!
Punk kid #3: Who give a fuck!? He's a jacked up burnt freak!
Kid #2: Dumbass!!
Punk kid #3 pushes Kid #2.
Punk kid #3: Nah man! You stupid!
Kid #2: You know who that is?! That's Oblivion!!! He's known to pull people off the street and take them to random locations and do God knows what to them.
Punk ass kid #1 makes a funny face, spits, puts his hand over his mouth, grabbing his crotch, as he laughs, dances in place.
Punk ass kid #1: Dude that would of been years ago. Oblivion lost his mojo.
Kid #2: Couldn't have lost much mojo, when he beat Logan... that's right bitches Logan for the world title!!
Punk kid #3: But... WHAT HAPPENED?! That's right. Jeff Purse beat his ass.
Punk ass kid #1: I wouldn't go as far and say he kicked his ass... that match was awesome tho!! Back and forth... Back and forth!!! Then Stuart Slane came out of nowhere and caught Purse off guard and captured the titled himself.
Kid #2: Seth LERCH officially said he signed the Oblivion verses Stuart Slane match, to give Oblivion his much needed return match.
Punk kid #2: That doesn't sound right.
Punk ass kid # 1: Exactly!! Since when does Seth Lerch EVER do the right thing?
Oblivion walks past the boys...
Oblivion: That's why I have to do it my way...
Oblivion walks past the kids. Walks to his van, opens the door tosses the liter of Dr. Pepper into the van, along with a couple of slim Jim's, a bag of corn chips. Oblivion gets into the van, starts it up and drives away.*_.°~
TWO HOURS LATER
~°._*Oblivion arrives into Columbus, Ohio. It took some time. The God of Enlightenment wanted to stop and take his Yoga mat and meditate, pray for the mortal soul of Stuart Slane. Oblivion knows down deep in his own soul that Oblivion is going to have to do WHATEVER IT TAKES to recapture the WCF World Heavyweight Championship.... WHATEVER IT TAKES!!
But that goes against the current vow he made when came back from that vicious attack from Katherine Phoenix Morrigana. But to make sacrifices to achieve a ultimate goal, a major goal which may meld into another goal which is to take down Seth Lerch!! Ultimately win the WCF World Heavyweight Championship is step one.
Driving around for awhile until Oblivion finds a familiar building. The van stops. Oblivion gets out if the van and looks at the old building.
Oblivion: Jesus. Been years since I've been in this building. My OCD is gonna kick in.
Oblivion walks in and switches on the lights. The stainless metal tables are still in place. It's only been two years, if even then. The metal cages are still in place on the floor, in the slots. There are metal chains on the walls. There are three wash pits, near the back door. Oblivion will take a few hours maticoulisly, cleaning the tables to his liking... TIME FOR PRE-MATCH TRAINING....
Jakob Lister: THIS CAN'T BE SOOOOOO!! I have rehabilitated!! THAT FIRE SAVED MY SOUL!! GOD TALKED TO ME!! OBLIVION YOU CANNOT TAKE BACK TO TGAT PKACE AGAIN!!
Oblivion: This us not about you!!
Jakob Lister: Oblivion!!! YOU PROMISED!!
Oblivion: Guess what....
Jakob Lister: NOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!
~°._*Your world begins to spin around. The body Jakob Lister collapses. Partially, Jakob slamming both fists on the stainless examining table. His brow dips down, as his head lowers. He grabs his head, with both arms and bellows out in pain...*_.°~
Mechanical voice: PHASE ONE... ACTIVATED!! PENETRATE SUBJECT'S SUBCONSCIOUS MIND!!
Mechanical voice: STATUS CODE 201 REQUEST FULFILLED CREATING INFORMATION
Mechanical voice: STATUS CODE 202 PROCESSING INFORMATION
Mechanical voice: STATUS CODE 203 INFORMATION INPUT
~°._*A glowing white slowly dims becoming dead. clicking... moaning... hissing... and groaning echoes out as Oblivion looks up realizing he is no longer in Columbus, Ohio. Then he hears a familiar sickening voice...*_.°~
The Darkness: Look at this pitiful sight. A human who has committed horrible, horrid crimes against his own kind, then his own kind turn against him, then all if a sudden turns to God... awww ain't that sweet. Now, the creature inside his head wants to taste blood again, but the human side doesn't want to... WHAT TO DO?! WHAT TO DO?! Such a predicament you got your self in huh, Jakob?!
Oblivion: FUCK YOU!!
The Darkness: That's right feed into the hate. You need that don't you, Obi?!
Oblivion: ....
Oblivion growls
The Darkness: You don't like that name do you?! That name is sort of a... do I say, mocking name? Beachkrew gav...
Oblivion: FUCK YOU!! FUCK YOU!! DON'T YOU DAAAARE SAYBTHEIR NAMES!!!
The Darkness: Katherine Phoenix!!
Oblivion: .... Grrrr...
The Darkness: Stuart Slane!!
Oblivion: Ex-champion.
The Darkness: Don't quite think so. I think I have bothered you enough, that tick-tock tick-tock... You don't have enough time!! HA!! HA!! HA!! HA!! Got you now... WAKE UP... Jakob. Wake up. Wake up Jakob. There is a little surprise for you...
SEVERAL HOURS LATER
~°._*Oblivion wakes up back on the floor of old wearhouse. Oblivion stands up and see a semiconscious woman on the cold steel table. She is already strapped down. Oblivion begins to "operate" and look into camera... *_.°~
Oblivion: Retribution!! That:s what I'm feeling right now. Digging into this bitch, right now!! Seth thought he can distract me. Ha!! What a tool!! I'm going to Columbus, Ohio go face to face with WCF World Heavyweight Champion, remembering what WCF did to me.... RETRIBUTION!!! Unfortunately, Slane... that World Championship will be reward. My lovely you will be my glory.
Ms. Lovely: NOOOO!!!!
Oblivion: Stuart Slane your title will be mine. Seth cannot save you!!! Retribution finally will save my soul... WCF will see the REAL me!!!
Oblivion's black hair is not pulled backed. His face has been covered with stage makeup to cover up the massive scars. But, some scars are still noticeable. Oblivion is still a big man and you cannot help look at him.
Oblivion goes into the gas station, minding his own business, getting a one liter of Dr. Pepper and paying for the gas. Once he steps out of the gas station...
Punk-ass kid #1: Whoa!! Look at this muddafucka!!
Kid #2: Dude!! Do you know who DAT is?!
Punk kid #3: Who give a fuck!? He's a jacked up burnt freak!
Kid #2: Dumbass!!
Punk kid #3 pushes Kid #2.
Punk kid #3: Nah man! You stupid!
Kid #2: You know who that is?! That's Oblivion!!! He's known to pull people off the street and take them to random locations and do God knows what to them.
Punk ass kid #1 makes a funny face, spits, puts his hand over his mouth, grabbing his crotch, as he laughs, dances in place.
Punk ass kid #1: Dude that would of been years ago. Oblivion lost his mojo.
Kid #2: Couldn't have lost much mojo, when he beat Logan... that's right bitches Logan for the world title!!
Punk kid #3: But... WHAT HAPPENED?! That's right. Jeff Purse beat his ass.
Punk ass kid #1: I wouldn't go as far and say he kicked his ass... that match was awesome tho!! Back and forth... Back and forth!!! Then Stuart Slane came out of nowhere and caught Purse off guard and captured the titled himself.
Kid #2: Seth LERCH officially said he signed the Oblivion verses Stuart Slane match, to give Oblivion his much needed return match.
Punk kid #2: That doesn't sound right.
Punk ass kid # 1: Exactly!! Since when does Seth Lerch EVER do the right thing?
Oblivion walks past the boys...
Oblivion: That's why I have to do it my way...
Oblivion walks past the kids. Walks to his van, opens the door tosses the liter of Dr. Pepper into the van, along with a couple of slim Jim's, a bag of corn chips. Oblivion gets into the van, starts it up and drives away.*_.°~
TWO HOURS LATER
~°._*Oblivion arrives into Columbus, Ohio. It took some time. The God of Enlightenment wanted to stop and take his Yoga mat and meditate, pray for the mortal soul of Stuart Slane. Oblivion knows down deep in his own soul that Oblivion is going to have to do WHATEVER IT TAKES to recapture the WCF World Heavyweight Championship.... WHATEVER IT TAKES!!
But that goes against the current vow he made when came back from that vicious attack from Katherine Phoenix Morrigana. But to make sacrifices to achieve a ultimate goal, a major goal which may meld into another goal which is to take down Seth Lerch!! Ultimately win the WCF World Heavyweight Championship is step one.
Driving around for awhile until Oblivion finds a familiar building. The van stops. Oblivion gets out if the van and looks at the old building.
Oblivion: Jesus. Been years since I've been in this building. My OCD is gonna kick in.
Oblivion walks in and switches on the lights. The stainless metal tables are still in place. It's only been two years, if even then. The metal cages are still in place on the floor, in the slots. There are metal chains on the walls. There are three wash pits, near the back door. Oblivion will take a few hours maticoulisly, cleaning the tables to his liking... TIME FOR PRE-MATCH TRAINING....
Jakob Lister: THIS CAN'T BE SOOOOOO!! I have rehabilitated!! THAT FIRE SAVED MY SOUL!! GOD TALKED TO ME!! OBLIVION YOU CANNOT TAKE BACK TO TGAT PKACE AGAIN!!
Oblivion: This us not about you!!
Jakob Lister: Oblivion!!! YOU PROMISED!!
Oblivion: Guess what....
Jakob Lister: NOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!
~°._*Your world begins to spin around. The body Jakob Lister collapses. Partially, Jakob slamming both fists on the stainless examining table. His brow dips down, as his head lowers. He grabs his head, with both arms and bellows out in pain...*_.°~
Mechanical voice: PHASE ONE... ACTIVATED!! PENETRATE SUBJECT'S SUBCONSCIOUS MIND!!
Mechanical voice: STATUS CODE 201 REQUEST FULFILLED CREATING INFORMATION
Mechanical voice: STATUS CODE 202 PROCESSING INFORMATION
Mechanical voice: STATUS CODE 203 INFORMATION INPUT
~°._*A glowing white slowly dims becoming dead. clicking... moaning... hissing... and groaning echoes out as Oblivion looks up realizing he is no longer in Columbus, Ohio. Then he hears a familiar sickening voice...*_.°~
The Darkness: Look at this pitiful sight. A human who has committed horrible, horrid crimes against his own kind, then his own kind turn against him, then all if a sudden turns to God... awww ain't that sweet. Now, the creature inside his head wants to taste blood again, but the human side doesn't want to... WHAT TO DO?! WHAT TO DO?! Such a predicament you got your self in huh, Jakob?!
Oblivion: FUCK YOU!!
The Darkness: That's right feed into the hate. You need that don't you, Obi?!
Oblivion: ....
Oblivion growls
The Darkness: You don't like that name do you?! That name is sort of a... do I say, mocking name? Beachkrew gav...
Oblivion: FUCK YOU!! FUCK YOU!! DON'T YOU DAAAARE SAYBTHEIR NAMES!!!
The Darkness: Katherine Phoenix!!
Oblivion: .... Grrrr...
The Darkness: Stuart Slane!!
Oblivion: Ex-champion.
The Darkness: Don't quite think so. I think I have bothered you enough, that tick-tock tick-tock... You don't have enough time!! HA!! HA!! HA!! HA!! Got you now... WAKE UP... Jakob. Wake up. Wake up Jakob. There is a little surprise for you...
SEVERAL HOURS LATER
~°._*Oblivion wakes up back on the floor of old wearhouse. Oblivion stands up and see a semiconscious woman on the cold steel table. She is already strapped down. Oblivion begins to "operate" and look into camera... *_.°~
Oblivion: Retribution!! That:s what I'm feeling right now. Digging into this bitch, right now!! Seth thought he can distract me. Ha!! What a tool!! I'm going to Columbus, Ohio go face to face with WCF World Heavyweight Champion, remembering what WCF did to me.... RETRIBUTION!!! Unfortunately, Slane... that World Championship will be reward. My lovely you will be my glory.
Ms. Lovely: NOOOO!!!!
Oblivion: Stuart Slane your title will be mine. Seth cannot save you!!! Retribution finally will save my soul... WCF will see the REAL me!!!
