Post by Oblivion on Oct 1, 2016 0:07:51 GMT -5
"The Monster destroys Manhattan"
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~_.*In Red Hook, New York near the Cruise Terminal, The Monster Oblivion stands, looking West at Governor Island, breathing in the toxic substance everyone calls "the air". Within immediately, Oblivion begins to hack and cough. That could because IT IS standing next to the East River, which will eventually connect to the Hudson river. Or maybe, in all actuality, the truth, all the weed Oblivion smoked, cocaine IT snorted, the heroin injected... it wasn't the air or the stagnant water that made The Monster cough.
Oblivion is not alone, far from it.*._~
Oblivion is not alone, far from it.*._~
STOMP-STOMP-STOMP-STOMP!!!
~_.*The ground begins to rattle as...*._~
Keith: Oblivion... Remember waaay back in the day when The Society invaded that one scientific research lab that housed those really freaky alien like creatures?
Oblivion: IT sure does!! A bunch of us bust in that joint and kidnap a bunch of those freaky aliens.
Keith: That's where we picked up a bunch of that goo. A vast THAT glowing goo.
Melissa: We took a random Gathering member and injected him with that glowing goo.
Oblivion: What happened?!
Keith: The Gathering member started to convulse and froth at the mouth and eventually collapse. For two weeks the Gathering member would be in a coma state in a cocoon, which will be expanding and getting larger in time.
~_.*Twelve Monstrous Gathering in two Platoon formations. They stand close to seven feet tall and weigh three hundred and twenty five pounds. They are wearing body armor. Although it is close to One fifteen in the morning, the Monstrous Gathering continue to train.*_.~
Melissa: Do you realize HOW far behind you are behind everyone else, you peanut butter bitch!! You deranged teddy bear rapist!!
~_.*The Monster looks confused at Melissa, who looks like Lilith.*._~
Keith: What in the Holy sick FUCK are you dressed as?! HAHAHAHAHA!!!! You look like Catholic school girl on speed and meth. Wait, you look like Lilith.
Oblivion: Borderline crackwhore. The difference between some crackwhore and Lilith, is that Lilith doesn't smoke crack. But, at War... YOU'RE GONNA GET YOUR ASS KICKED BITCH!!!
Melissa: You know, Obi there have been several people talking trash about you!!
Oblivion: Of course they have been. For years they have been... WHY STOP NOW. In the history of WAR, The Monster Oblivion and Jay Price have eliminated more people than anyone else. By the end of the pay per view, all the hard work the bodies will be piling up.
Keith: For "REAL" anyone that is "listening" we could have The Vixens ringside with sledgehammers, so whoever gets eliminated, those selected few, not everyone, just a few would get SMASHED and carried away!!
Oblivion: That's right bitches... how do you think we get our "hamburger surprise" and feed my babies?! DO YOU?! It all starts in War... like with Odin. Balfore. To witch do you know what about Poon?! The Dark Messiah knows a lot about it!! Everyone knows that!! Obi is the Poon master!! Smack it... flip it... rub it down, oh my!! IT needs a joint!! We crossed paths many times, we're no strangers you and The Monster, but this time WILL be different. Oblivion is on a mission...
Kevin Bishop. You talk a fantastic game. Too bad this isn't a fucking game little boy. IT is sure, The Dark One hopes, that you done your homework, knowing that Oblivion IS NOT the complete baboon every lazy competitor assumed or wants IT to be. The Monster TOO captured gold in IT's third ring appearance, winning the Hardcore Championship the first time out of eight. So you would be a perfect example of a selection to be pummeled by the Vixens with sledgehammer ringside then dragged backstage, where Keith will toss you and others into the van for transport for "chop-chop" into itsy bitsy little pieces because there are some of you meatballs that the world are not gonna care that you are missing.
Melissa: Like Jason O'Neal. What a joke!! Let's see him do anything productive. All he does is run his mouth and blow hot air. Hey O' Neil do us a favor and SHUT THE F*CK UP!!
Oblivion: IT was gonna mention you all individually, but IT figured... You three are not worth it!! NAH why waste so much time on you three mooks... you three punk ass bitches... you three little girls. Smack you around. Expose who you truly are. A circus act from Eugene, Oregon. Especially you crackhead Crazy J. Just because you pretend to "act" a certain way you think your hardcore. No... you're a moron. Oblivion IS HARDCORE... A FUCKING HARDCORE GOD!! IT take a blowtorch put it to your forehead wait for your skin to melt, then, once it melts, IT will tap into the soft spot push into with a straw and enjoy my new drink.
FPV, Franklyn sorry to my friend your stay will be short. Because Oblivion is on a mission... Just like Shay McKay, holy shitballs that was the funniest f*cking thing IT saw since... since... damn, since shit since Crazy J calls himself hardcore. HAHA HAHA!!!! Wait, better than that Joey quack quack is back!! HAHA HAHA!!!! All the others Archer... Joe Smart Who?! Kidd Krazzy?! Insane enough IT could care less, but enough to pay attention... see?! Not stupid. Steven Singh, but can he carry a tune? Ultimate Destroyer... Jesus Christ he's still here!?
All those preliminary bitches, clawed their ways from the bottom of the shit pile. IT's been there. Not pretty, you should see how Archer decorates. What he does with shit is awesome. The Monster has ALMOST DONE IT ALL!! Win this... win War, go to One face either Thomas Bates Or Corey Black. Win an opportunity to win a third WCF World Heavyweight Championship. Could be a 16th championship. But, during War anyone meaning anyone gets in IT's way...
~_.*Two "unmarked" sedans pull up out of nowhere. The occupants get out the vehicles very quickly with weapons drawn...*._~
FBI Agent: FREEZE FBI!!! JAKOB LISTER, YOU ARE COMING INTO FBI CUSTODY AS OF RIGHT NOW!!!
TO BE CONTINUED....
