LOL! Murdah at Twenty Thousand Feet
Oct 30, 2016 at 7:54am
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Post by Zombie DankMorris on Oct 30, 2016 at 7:54am
Narration by: Vincent “Buddy” Roman, Proud Father
Chapter I: 7 Characters in Search of an Exit
Indeed, how humble it may be, these seven hopefuls are with gleaming twinkles in their eye in the face of very clear and very present danger. They are a collection of rubbish and refuse; trash as trash begets. A group, so solitary in their ideals and yet brought together by selfish symbiotic gains.
This is the story of seven characters: A drunk, a clown, a hobo, street tough, a magnificent bastard, a witch and Eric Price.
More questions than answers, I –I am but a humble man who cannot stop this nightmare or deliver them from it. However, I can inform the world of it so that others may never be so foolish as to attempt it ever again.
Our story, as most stories go have our socially awkward seven trapped in a situation of which they have no memory. How did they get here and why; these are fantastic questions, lovely questions. I too would love to know why a clown, a drunk, a street fighter, a rich guy, a homeless neck beard, a whoops ween witch and ERIC PRICE, back from the fucking dead. I am so sorry but this isn’t a cross over. If you want a promo about reanimated careers that went nowhere and did nothing and then are ultimately ended by Pantheon, go see Johnny Rabid or Jay Price. This is the story where we analyze the complexities that is the numbskull behavior of Team WCF.
So before we get into all that, let’s start off with the prologue.
Prologue, give you folks a little bit of backstory on this.
Team WCF is made up of seven characters that were completely inactive in WCF six months ago.
Team Pantheon is made of three world champions and men who have impacted the course of WCF for good. These men were here before Mexico and they men are here post Mexico.
Team WCF could not find suitable talent to fill their spots to they reached out to washed up Sarah Twilight and has been Eric Price.
Who are these people if not very different in each and every single way. Truly Team WCF does not know how or why they are there but they feel like they are doing the right thing. Sarah Twilight and Eric Price just want a pay day. They just want a world title shot.
‘Don’t believe me,’ You say? Adrian Archer, the magnificent bastard would have done his homework better than that? Well, it look likes Pantheon know Adrian Archer better than himself because he’s about to look like a fool. Alright, fine. Lets get into the cast of characters
Sarah Twilight – Background information
11, September 2016. Sarah Twilight signs a contract which effectively dissolves her General Management powers of WCF Slam. Sarah Twilight willfully signed that contract to become a wrestler again. By signing that contract Sarah Twilight admitted that she could not run WCF Slam. Later in that night Sarah Twilight entered herself into the WAR match to “win” and she lost. Sarah Twilight came back as a wrestler to take the spots of Damien Kaine, Adrian Archer and Zero Tolerance.
Sarah Twilight is a former world champion is threw her weight around LIVE on Slam as a figure of absolute authority in Seth Lerch’s absence. She is a person who injected herself into WAR and took a vital spot for the same New Era that Adrian Archer and Damien Kaine are championing. Sarah Twilight is only looking out for Sarah Twilight. She only wants to inject herself into the world title scene and use the “New Era” as a launching pad because she cannot do it herself; then she is going to turn on every.single.one.of you. Because she’s a trope and a cliché. Sarah Twilight is a “bad bitch” with a “bad attitude” and nobody matters but her.
Bravo Team WCF, you picked a real winner. You picked a real winner whose only looking out for herself in the strictest of terms. For all you know, Sarah Twilight is the eight man on team pantheon. For all you know, we planted those seeds and you sowed them into the dirt.
I’m sorry, I though the New Era was suppose to look out for the New Era, not drag back sorry sacks of has been dribble shit to pad out the team so that it looks like they have a chance.
Spoilers: you don’t.
double spoilers: Sarah Twilight will be the last member of your team
triple spoilers: She’ll most likely double cross or walk out on the match to avoid a seven on one gang rape because like I said before, Sarah Twilight does not care about team WCF.
Quadruple spoilers: She’s only doing this because she hates pantheon
We here at Team Pantheon know that Sarah Twilight isn’t a great fool. Rather, she is a fucking idiot but she is not a great fool. We know that she would not walk into this match without something concrete on the other side. Unfortunately for her, Pantheon is were self-righteous, self-absorbed women go to get their vaginas obliterated by the pantheon THICK-LLECTIVE.
You had seven members. Now you’re only down to six. Shall I make it an even five?
Lets.
Eric Price – Background information
Team WCF, what Craig’s list ad did you pull Eric Price from? I mean I know what you’re thinking:
Firmer world champion, grand slam champion, a WAR runner up to try and compete with Joey Flash, our lord and savior.
So Adrian Archer is this just your “magnificent bastardry;” hire another old era world champion from two years ago that the current era world champions of Pantheon are here to take your jobs and oppress you?
Right. Hire Pantheon knock offs to try and take out tried and truth Pantheon. Here, beat the lung cancer with brain cancer; that work.
Idiot.
You are right those that Pantheon is here to oppress you. We’re here for that Fuccboi Genocide, table for seven.
Table for all the elbows in Ze Wardo. Table for the seasoned dank tweets and memes. Table for the seven that carried WCF on their backs until Seth Lerch gambled it away in a Mexican ladyboy casino slash bar and grill.
But I know, I get it. Sarah Twilight, Eric Price.. Bravado.
Bravado was Twilight, Price, Gravedigger, Steel Toe Joe and someone else. I forget. I forget because they are forgettable. The funny thing is, I know that this is the first time you’re hearing about that.
“Bravado? Whats that?”
A poor mans Imperium. Imperium, the lower middle classs mans Pantheon.
Pantheon. A group and a stable not of collective ideals but of identities. Of skills. Of real men who don’t wear clown make up on their fucking face and hockey jerseys to the ring.
But I digress.
You brought Eric Price to a fight that he cannot win, except save for a contest about pissing his pant- which Sarah Twilight made him do. He’s doing this so he can get a world title match against Corey Black; a man that’s going to kill everyone like a drowning victim.
#spoilers
Now Eric Price alienates and victimizes himself as the most accomplished member of your team and utterly shoves the convictions of Team WCF up its own soon to be WREKT ASSHOLE.
Remember that as we go forward with this. Remember that as Team WCF needed two old era wrestlers to try and right the sinking ship that is this supposed new era. So lets fight Pantheon with inactive decorated talent.. Yah, right… because that’s somehow different.
Just remember Team WCF, you brought this upon yourselves.
Damien Kaine – Background information
Damien Kaine, cruel joke. Seth Lerch but Damien Kaine in charge as a co-captain. Maybe Seth thought that this would be funny. Or maybe he thought that he could bridge the division between Kaine and Archer, who are not the best of friends. Just like Sarah Twilight and Eric Price are not the best of friends. So out of a team of seven, four individuals have a less than smooth track record with each other. Does Adrian Archer really think that he can trust Damien Kaine when the leader of the brotherhood, Kevin Bishop is friends with Zombie McMorris; I would venture to say ‘no.’ With that being said, it is curious to know which one of you gets the glory in the match.
Spoilers: Its Twilight.
Team WCF is just the team that keeps on giving. Team WCF just imploded in on itself with draft picks; like the Chicago Bears.
Like the Chicago Bears, indeed.
All of Pantheon have worked together in the ring but with and against each other for over a year. They have gained a mutual love and respect for each other and their goals. Team WCF cannot say the same. I question whether or not co-captain Damien has a career goal for Team WCF aside from trying to survive. To which I will say that survival is not a goal but a fantasy. Clearly, Damien Kaine is the dreamer among the Team WCF brass. That is, of course, if Sarah Twilight did not swoop in and replace him. It would seem as though Adrian Archer, this magnificent bastard has a problem. Team WCF has weak links at both ends, links that can easily be broken.
So let us talk about you, Adrian Archer, Magnificent Bastard.
Adrian Archer- Background information
I bet this isn’t how you thought it’d turn out; isn’t it. I bet though you feel that you have this overwhelming sense of accomplishment. You went and got Sarah Twilight and Eric Price on your team; two washed up stars clinging to a merch table like a gollywog named Virgil. I mean, how does a magnificent bastard beat Pantheon; with Bravado. Literally.
Unfortunately, you are not that clever, Adrian. If you were, you’d have changed your name. If you were clever, you would have patched things up with Kaine and joined the brotherhood. Objectively speaking, Bishop can out preform all of Zero Tolerance in a coma and being set on fire. Literally, Bishop could go into a coma, get set on fire, be wheeled out to the ring and get a landslide pinfall victory in a three on one; four on one if we count you –but we won’t.
No one counts hypocrites. No one respects hypocrites. No one respects ill fated grabs for power by washed up has beens like Twilight or Eric Price. No one respects the crying ineptitude like the “billionaire” empire that is Zero Tolerance. Who, by the way, have not been doing so great as of late. But hey, I get it, they are your boys and you need to stick up for them. And just like Jason Cash last week, you too will pay for Crazy J’s mistakes.
Zero Tolerance – Background information
News! News! Where is the news!? It has been nearly a month and there has been no news from that news station because there has been no news. Zero Tolerance getting smashed on by better men is not news, its not even suspect. Its just cold hard facts. In reality this entire team WCF should be changed to Zero Tolerance and the other faggots that they cant tolerate.
Panhteon has gotten the best of you more times than Jason Cash can count and it has been shown that when ZMAC shows the fuck up to a match it is devastating plain to see that he can out class three bums and their Faygo pension.
This right here is the culmination of what makes WCF great (Pantheon) and what makes WCF absolute shit. So enjoy whats about to transpire.
I know I will because after all you are just seven strangers looking for an exit but all routes lead through Pantheon.
What follows is a true to life reenactment. Names may have been changed to protect the innocent but note that no one is innocent; even though there are no innocent parties to speak of. This is victim blaming. We here at Pantheon blame you, Team WCF, the victims for what we are about to do to you. This is slut shaming of the highest order.
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Chapter II: LOL! Murdah at Twenty Thousand Feet
Danza International Celebrity Flights
:: We come upon a small group of travelers; seven to be exact. They are all sitting scattered among the rows of seats. They are team WCF: Sarah Sunset, Eric Cost, Salem Rancher, Jason Moneymaker, Adrian Yewman, Damian crutch and an odd fellow named Jay Non Compos Mentis. These fine people have all won a special vacation by their boss Seth Lerch to go to the mythical Fort Suma the northern most point of England. They are being bright there by 90’s celebrity Tony Danza who has taken to the celebrity endorsement field and now guides tours to various landmarks around the world. ::
Eric Cost: How did we exactly did we get saddled with Tony Danza.
Tony Danza: Because you didn’t read the fine print.
Adrian Yewman: Come on guys, lets just make the best of it.
:: Adrian bites his lip with hidden anticipation. ::
Sarah Sunset: This is still stupid. I should have booked the trip. I knew I shouldn’t have trusted you to do this. I mean what the hell is Fort Suma anyway?
Tony Danza: It was erected to fight the Germans in World War Two. Its is a beautiful, beautiful structure, I’ve been there many times; I think you guys will love it. Its beautiful, its relaxing and that’s exactly what Seth Lerch wanted you guys to do before your match at Helloween. It looks like your friend over there could use a vacation.
::Salem Rancher was sitting by the window shaking and twitching, clearly coming down from or having withdrawals from some sort of drug induced high. ::
Jason Moneymaker: Salem is a recovering addict. He’ll be ok.
:: Salem looks out the window to try and relieve his nerves. However when he looks out on the wing of the plane and see a looming shadow. He recoils and covers his face. Damien Crutch looks over to Salem whose nearly burying his face into Danimens shoulder.::
Damien Crutch: Dude, whats wrong?
Salem Rancher: Ther-there-theres something on the wing.
:: Damien look over and sees nothing.::
Damien: Theres nothing there. Maybe you should get some sleep. It’s a long flight and if we want to beat Pantheon, we should all get some rest. As team captain, I say we turn down the lights and get some rest.
Tony Danza: That’s a great idea. Its something like ten hours to England and that jet lag.. it’ll kill you.
:: The captain comes over the loud speaker ::
Captain: This is your Captain, Henry Beemus. We are reaching cruising altitude for a nonstop flight to England. We will be dimming the lights soon so that none of you will be going crazy due to cabin fever. Although, as I heard, one of you already is.
Jay Non Compos Mentis: Was that about me?
Adrian Yewman: Just relax. I’m sure this flight will be over before you know.
:: The lights dim and a strange mist fills the cabin of the plane and without too much fuss, everyone settles in get some rest except for Salem whose coming off a heroine high and cant sleep so he sticks himself with a tranquilizer and quickly passes out. Sometime later, Salem comes to while everyone is still asleep. His nerves have calmed down and he looks out the window to prove to himself that there was nothing there at all. ::
ZMAC: Sup, FGT.
:: Salem screams, thinking that he’s dreaming or the drugs are making him hallucinate. He wipes his eyes and still sees the Coked Up Mad man sitting next to the window on the outside of the plane. ::
ZMAC: What, ain’t chu going to invite me in?
:: Salem looks around and sees that everyone in the cabin is sleeping; even Damien Crutch. Salem looks back to ZMAC and nods his head.::
Salem: Su-sure. OK.
:: Salem turns his head and ZMAC appears next to him, in the middle seat between Damien and Salem.::
ZMAC: Just remember, before we start. This isn’t rape because you gave me permission but you still very much are the victim.
Salem: Wha-what?
ZMAC: Shep, can I call you Shep?
:: ZMAC puts his arm around Salem and cozies up to him.::
ZMAC: So whats up? You want to do some heroin? Get ya shit lit; say high to ya sister? I mean, we are like way-waay up in the air. We can get fucked up and aint no one going to know about it. In fact, ain’t none of your boys going to know a gawd damn thing. I told ya boy Crazy J that he done goofed. I told him that I was going to make his friends pay for what he did. Jason Cash was first. I got him. I beat him. I handed your team a loss before Hellimination. Now, you’re next. But you see it’s not going to be that simple. Nothing I do is ever really simple or honest or blunt or even coherent but it all makes sense in due time. So from one coked up mad man to another, trust me when I tell you that your team will not survive Hellimination. In fact, I know of a guy whose already gone inside but I’ll let you figure that one out. One of your team mates already gave up the fight and is not using this trip as a way to recharge the ol’ Duracell’s but to get away from his life.
Now.. You can rule out Sarah Twilight and yourself. That gives you a one in five chance at fixing this devastating painful blow but the question is, will anyone believe you. I doubt that. I highly and severely doubt that even your friends in Zero Tolerance will take the word of a man who just cant quite seem to pull his life together; no matter how much money is thrown at him.
The addiction is just too great.
The addiction is just too good.
The perfection is just.. too.. sweet.
More importantly, Salem, I want you to let this sink in. Look around you. You can trust two out of seven members of Team WCF and I know that you trusting yourself is up in the air. I mean, like, have you met Sarah Twilight?
:: ZMAC shakes his head before taking out his gold crack pipe and lights up some heroin. ::
ZMAC: She isn’t here for you or your boys. Twilight is here for Twilight but that’s just another thang you can blame on yo-selves. Archers ya boi, right? Team captain, o’ my, o’may, o’ my captain; or some shit like that. Be standing on top of a desk, eyes forward, hand at attention then he goes and drags in this cold blooded killah because he knows that you and Zero Tolerance cannot do the job on their own.
:: ZMAC takes a few tokes and continues. ::
ZMAC: Honestly my dude, you gotta look at the facts. Theres four of you dudes. Archer, and the OG ZT. So you gotta ask yourself why is this seven V. seven. This could be four on four or even three on three. This could be Zero Tolerance verse Pantheon; take your pick and we’d pick you to pieces. The reason why this is seven on seven is because Archer knows that you and him and them..
:: ZMAC points to the other Zero Tolerance members. ::
.. you FGTs just cant handle it. Then to top it off, he couldn’t find two extras to help carry the weight that you and your messed up drug habits bring as well as yur predy lil’ fella ov’r deer. You gotta face dat hard truth son, if you and your group where half as good as you think you are, you wouldn’t need old guard run down vets to come in and attempt to steal ya thundah.
But you see dat Damien Kaine lookin’ mofo ovah there. Dat Damien Kain, he aint got nothin’ to lose. He’s on that brotherhood, screw driver trip. He gonna jam a spike in ya back and twist like he got a corckscrew dick. Yee-up.
:: ZMAC takes another toke or two. ::
.. Dats that Brotherhood of Pantheon, son. Pantheon always wins in the end. Funny too cuz the Brotherhood is going to look mighty strong in all this. All Damien has to do is stick around and watch this shit implode, bigly. Although, lets dig into that a little bit more. Archer, well.. spoilers, Archer ain’t gonna show. So I don’t know about you but I’m not a bright guy. I’m not a bright guy but even I can see that theres a little bit more wiggle room for the co-captain to just become the captain. So then you gotta ask yourself ‘whose flyin’ the plane. Whose sailing the ship.’ This was and still is Team Zero Tolerance and some filler taking on Pantheon. This is still a very one side affair like a Benghazi presidential scandal.
:: ZMAC leans in real close to Salem.::
.. Seth.. that’s a double pun.
:: ZMAC continues by slapping Salem on the back and continuing. ::
.. So you got a Brotherhood guy in charge of a Zero Tolerance team with some unseasoned and discarded WCF vets to fill in for the fact that the Brotherhood could care less about what chu and ya bois be doin. Cept you know deep down that Kaine don’t care about you. When you lose on Sunday, Kaine gets to wash his hands of all this, laugh and know that he single handedly took down Zero Tolerance and it was Pantheon that was his tool of destruction.
Zero Tolerance are like the Nazis but with face paint. You are being attacked on two fronts. When you lose this week, ZT losses to Pantheon and Brotherhood. Now I mean, like, you could win or something close to winning but that Sarah Twilight over there, she can single handedly ruin your entire stable in ways that you didn’t even know were possible. So honestly, the best course of action is for Zero Tolerance to lose because Twilight would be the one to win it for your team. She’s going to take the world title clause and she’s going to tell you mid card bums to rightly fuck off like the mid card bums that you are. Now I’ve known Twilight a long time, trust me. Trust me, it’ll happen.
Salem, I can call this shit right now. You might go second to last. You’ll get to out live your ZT brothers and you’ll get to see the full extent of Pantheons might. We do this for fun, son. We do this for fun. I want you to know that. I want you to know that your best effort and his best effort..
:: ZMAC starts pointing at everyone on the plane. ::
.. and his, and his, and his, and his and even her best effort isn’t going to be enough to stop what is coming. You all wanted to come in to the Dub and well.. welcome to the DUB. So toke on this, get high and fall in line..
:: ZMAC hands Salem Rancher the crack pipe and Salem takes a hit, falling deeper down that rabbit hole. ::
ZMAC: Sunday night is going to be something special. You get to see WCF in a nutshell. You get to see the classic ‘new era’ idiocy teamed with a few vets that hold personal grudges towards the majority of WCF mainstays from the past couple years for rights to something the new era hasn’t earned and those salty vets gave up. This match right here will have the same result as all the other times. The guys that held the Dub down and impacted it will continue to do so as Twilight and Eric Price fuck, the fuck off and Zero Tolerance will sink into the midcard where their talent dictates that they should stay. Trust me when I tell you that, too. I’ve been in the Dub a long time and I seen guys like you. You don’t do much or last long; especially now without your captain. That’s a mighty blow. Zero Tolerance is down a member and a captain, the brotherhood is in charge of your team, Sarah Twilight and Eric Price are somehow things and Jason Cash over there, ahem, Moneymaker, spent the past couple of days taking shots at Doc Henry; one of WCFs staple talents.
O’ my, o’ yes, your team just screams cohesion. With Archer gone, who will be the fist to fall; my money is on Kaine. Yup. Good ol’ Damien Crutch going to get eliminated first but not because he sucks but because that’s the plan. O’ yes, that’s his plan, indeed. Put Zero Tolerance on an island all to themselves as he and the Brotherhood laugh and laugh and know that they.. beat you. It is, after all, a very cerebral and tactical plan. Zero Tolerance couldn’t have thought of this plan. You, Salem, couldn’t have thought of this plan. You’re too busy being gimmicked legends in your own right; just like Thomas Bates.
Also, Thomas Bates is a good guy, why is he aligning himself with a bunch of fuccboi heels? Could it be that he himself is a fuccboi heel; I’m gonna say yes. Hows that working out for ya’, ya’ doing alright? You handlin ‘ that crack pipe OK; there’s rat poison in there, just F.Y.I.
There is poison in everything that I do. There is venom in everything and while you may not think of this as being all that damaging, you’re not looking at the big picture. You and your friends are still looking at the small, week by week picture. Well the big picture states that this seven on seven turned into three on seven. You’ll see how Zero Tolerance gets screwed out by Twilight and Price on Sunday. Man, that’ll be fun; speaking of fun..
:: Zombie McMorris looks at his watch that clearly isn’t on his left wrist and stretching out his arms. ::
.. Its time for a crash. Literally
Salem: wha-what?
:: ZMAC pats Salem on the back with a thunderous sound as Salem wakes up screaming in a cold sweat. He looks around to see everyone still sleeping except for Adrian Yewman who is awake, sitting up straight with his hands on his knees and smiling with blood splattered on his face and clothes. Its not a happy and cheerful kind of smile but one that is more menacing of things to come. ::
Salem: Archer, whats going on?
Archer: Oh, Salem, the angel spoke to you too? The angel, he gave me a grand vision. He showed me many glorious things to come. Many glorious things, indeed. Happy Helloween, Salem.
:: Suddenly the plane drops and falls from the sky as Adrian Yewman laughs all the way to his teammates deaths. Sometime later Salem comes too on a raft floating in the middle of the ocean. There is no Adrian Yewman, just Salem and the rest of the team. Salem looks around feverishly and calls out with concern.::
Salem: Adrian! Adrian!
:: He looks around at the rest of the team. ::
Salem: Where’s Adrian?
Damien Crutch: Adrian went missing like a week ago.
Salem: But- but he had blood on his clothes. I think he shot the pilot.
Damien: The pilot shot himself.
Salem: Wheres Tony Danza?
Damien: Where ever, how the hell should I know?
Salem: He was with us on the plane!
Jason Moneymaker: Dude, you need to get your head straight. I’m an alcoholic and all and one that really wrecks our image but you, you really need to get sober. There was no Tony Danza.
Salem: and ZMAC?
:: Salem turns to his left and sees ZMAC sitting next to him.::
ZMAC: Sup, FGT. Told g’yah.
:: Salem becomes enraged and starts choking ZMAC; who isn’t really there. ::
Salem: You son of a bitch! You did this! You did this to us! I’ll fucking kill you.
:: Eric looks at Sarah and shakes his head. ::
Eric: Why did I let you talk me into this? I didn’t come back to get bodied or team with a guy that’s worse than ZMAC.
Sarah: Yah, I think it was a miscalculation on my part. Do you still have that pin in your watch that calls for a helicopter?
Eric: Do you still have a sandy vag about being a failed General Manager?
:: Eric pulls a pin in his watch as a evac helicopter flys into view only minutes later. A rope later comes down as Eric and Sarah climb up. As they reach the top Sarah turns around and yells to the raft. ::
Sarah: Sorry fuccbois, we don’t stay on sinking ships.
:: Sarah starts laughing as she cuts the rope ladder free. Salem looks up from choking ZMAC to see that he is flying the helicopter. ::
ZMAC: What did I tell you Salem, it’s all one bad dream! By the time you wake up though, it’ll be too late. The Brotherhood would have already won by proxy. I told you son, Pantheon wins in the end. Now its just you and ya bois floating in a sea of fuccboi faggotry, waiting and WADE-ING until you get swallowed up by the SEA! The Leviathan awaits!
::ZMAC disappears and reappears next to Salem again. ::
ZMAC: Ya know.. you’d think me and you could be bois, but fucking Jam Willy do I hate you. But I hate your crazy friend just a little bit more. Sunday Night, Salem, I’m going to curb stomp each and every one of you. Line you up like Christians to ISIS. Line you up like infidels. You faggots don’t know heel and you sure as fuck don’t know Horrorkore. But you’ll all know it soon enough. You’ll feel the lonliness that comes with being three men on an island all your own. Soon cannibalism will set in and that big ol’ green inferno will rage and fester. It’ll fester and rage inside each and every one of you until you all slowly break down and bend to its will, our will; the will that is the Pantheon dream machine and all the wonders that we bring. For you have to win,you and you alone, Salem. We know that Jason is an idiot and the weakest. We know that Crazy J will do his thang but fail. But you.. you’re the leader. You’re the one they look too. You have to protect them so that ZT can continue to thrive but deep down you know that ZT won’t. You know that in a few months you’ll be gone. Blame it on Jack London. You can blame it on being bullied but truthfully you can blame it on yourself. I will push you all personally from WCF but I’m not like Thomas Bates or someone else. I’m not going to do it with brute force; no. No, I’m going to do it with you; with all of you. Sunday night is just phase two. Phase two when ZT relies on themselves and falls. It will be when you fail and you fight to pass blame. Adrian, Damien, Sarah, Eric; those are easy outs. Those are easy outs for simple minds; minds that do not want to admit fault. Admit fault, Salem. Tell your mentor Crazy J that you done goofed. Tell your mentor Crazy J that you done goofed in the fact that you failed to defeat Pantheon and rescue him for the life that he created for himself. All of this this I just another mistake created by the creative force that is Crazy J. He has to live with this and by this, I mean you have to live with this… Forever..
:: ZMAC pushes Salem overboard and Salem wakes back up in the plane in a cold sweat. ::
Damien: Ey, you alright? You were sleeping. Were you having a nightmare.
Salem: Yah, a nightmare. It was just a nightmare…
just a nightmare..
::Salem looks out the window again to confirm such things and yet such things cannot be confirmed. ::