Post by Oblivion on Sept 27, 2017 15:05:22 GMT -5
~°*OBLIVIØN PREPARES 4OR WAR*°~
War does not determine who is right, only who is left.- Bertrand Russell
If we don't end war, war will end us.- H.G. Wells
The grim fact is that we prepare for war like precocious giants and for peace like retarded pygmies.- Lester B. Pearson
~°_.*Time is going slower, if not stopped. Temperatures have inched a few degrees higher and Donald Trump hasn't been assassinated yet, and it's near the end of September all this could mean a few things. One... Hell froze over. Two...
IT'S FOR WAR... FUCK YEAH!!! Forty plus competitors will be competing in this year. People like Gravedigger, Jayson Price, Bonnie Blue, Kevin Bishop, Andre Holmes, Steve Orbit, Odin Balfore. One particular participant, who everyone quickly discredit and NOT EVEN put into the conversation... HA!!
REALLY?! Right?! Jesus, what HAS Oblivion done recently?! Yea, IT IS a bit nostalgic. It is fun watching The Monster beat the holy fuck out of someone.
This will be Oblivion's eighth War... EIGHTH!! Battered and bruised, how much more can this future hall of famer take?
And that's another thing... The new generation, this new kids. Bad apples.
They have NOOOOOO idea who Oblivion is or was!! Calling IT washed-up, never knew the crazy shit that Oblivion and Greenfever used to do to each other and as a team. Ask Gravedigger... he'll show you his permanent scars and a surgical implanted shoe up his ass!! But NOW it's WAR!!! In the middle of nowhere, you continue to hear familiar tormented screams. Just like last incident, The Vixens continue to work on the war nettings. They're not using thread. Not at all. That would be too easy. They have that stack of bodies of slightly decomposing female bodies. Some of those bodies, are only torsos, gutted torsos at that. The girls, are chewing on some organs, for snacks, while cutting up the intestinal lining in half, that way it's a lot easier to thread into ten foot by eight foot net. Some of The Gathering and The Vixens are kicking around a few heads.
The sexual deviants as the Vixens are, they see a lot of blood they not only HAVE to drink it, they HAVE to bathe in it any way possible!! The more they have on them, the more it sexualizes them. The blood turns them into animals. They go into a sex-rage, basically raping each other in a frenzy.
Squeals... Wails... Screams... Fierce moans. By the time they're done, the butchering is done... At least one Vixen is dead... The rest are sweaty, covered in blood, sex sweat and with some, regret. It's that time of year, it brings it out of everyone... WAR!!! This could be The Monster's last one!! Oblivion hasn't said. But, at forty five years old, how many WARs can IT sustain?! As previously mentioned, this will be Oblivion's eighth!!
Someone said you can't teach old dog new tricks... Then a smartass around here said take that old dog around back... SHOOT HIM IN THE HEAD!! Oblivion may be getting older, but IT still has murderous tendencies. Like it or not, somewhere in that black heart has athletic prowess. A smartass like Ethan King should wise up and watch over his shoulder or he'll end up on the back of his neck!! So, those fortunate to take a breath and to mention the name Oblivion, you know... YOU KNOW WHAT WILL HAPPEN?! What HAS to happen to those who utters the word... OBLIVION!! But, inside WCF something has happened the mystique of The Monster has vanished... No more fear!! There's some fear. Oblivion IS still six foot five and weighs three hundred and twenty five pounds of massive mass.
Oblivion doesn't claim to be human, calls himself IT. Hates other humans to the point that he devalues females by raping them, then murdering them, then raping them AGAIN!!! It's the same thing in the ring, during WAR. Sometimes,
you'll have to make situational allies. Then, when you don't need them anymore... TOSS THEIR ASSES OVER THE TOP ROPE!!
The Monster has isolated itself from everyone else, with nothing but a recording device...
IT'S FOR WAR... FUCK YEAH!!! Forty plus competitors will be competing in this year. People like Gravedigger, Jayson Price, Bonnie Blue, Kevin Bishop, Andre Holmes, Steve Orbit, Odin Balfore. One particular participant, who everyone quickly discredit and NOT EVEN put into the conversation... HA!!
REALLY?! Right?! Jesus, what HAS Oblivion done recently?! Yea, IT IS a bit nostalgic. It is fun watching The Monster beat the holy fuck out of someone.
This will be Oblivion's eighth War... EIGHTH!! Battered and bruised, how much more can this future hall of famer take?
And that's another thing... The new generation, this new kids. Bad apples.
They have NOOOOOO idea who Oblivion is or was!! Calling IT washed-up, never knew the crazy shit that Oblivion and Greenfever used to do to each other and as a team. Ask Gravedigger... he'll show you his permanent scars and a surgical implanted shoe up his ass!! But NOW it's WAR!!! In the middle of nowhere, you continue to hear familiar tormented screams. Just like last incident, The Vixens continue to work on the war nettings. They're not using thread. Not at all. That would be too easy. They have that stack of bodies of slightly decomposing female bodies. Some of those bodies, are only torsos, gutted torsos at that. The girls, are chewing on some organs, for snacks, while cutting up the intestinal lining in half, that way it's a lot easier to thread into ten foot by eight foot net. Some of The Gathering and The Vixens are kicking around a few heads.
The sexual deviants as the Vixens are, they see a lot of blood they not only HAVE to drink it, they HAVE to bathe in it any way possible!! The more they have on them, the more it sexualizes them. The blood turns them into animals. They go into a sex-rage, basically raping each other in a frenzy.
Squeals... Wails... Screams... Fierce moans. By the time they're done, the butchering is done... At least one Vixen is dead... The rest are sweaty, covered in blood, sex sweat and with some, regret. It's that time of year, it brings it out of everyone... WAR!!! This could be The Monster's last one!! Oblivion hasn't said. But, at forty five years old, how many WARs can IT sustain?! As previously mentioned, this will be Oblivion's eighth!!
Someone said you can't teach old dog new tricks... Then a smartass around here said take that old dog around back... SHOOT HIM IN THE HEAD!! Oblivion may be getting older, but IT still has murderous tendencies. Like it or not, somewhere in that black heart has athletic prowess. A smartass like Ethan King should wise up and watch over his shoulder or he'll end up on the back of his neck!! So, those fortunate to take a breath and to mention the name Oblivion, you know... YOU KNOW WHAT WILL HAPPEN?! What HAS to happen to those who utters the word... OBLIVION!! But, inside WCF something has happened the mystique of The Monster has vanished... No more fear!! There's some fear. Oblivion IS still six foot five and weighs three hundred and twenty five pounds of massive mass.
Oblivion doesn't claim to be human, calls himself IT. Hates other humans to the point that he devalues females by raping them, then murdering them, then raping them AGAIN!!! It's the same thing in the ring, during WAR. Sometimes,
you'll have to make situational allies. Then, when you don't need them anymore... TOSS THEIR ASSES OVER THE TOP ROPE!!
The Monster has isolated itself from everyone else, with nothing but a recording device...
Oblivion: Holy shit!! WAR number eight!! The Monster is watching everyone scrambling over one another getting shit done, like obsessive compulsive cockroaches. Like good-boy ants "gottadoit-gottadoit-gottadoit-gottadoit" To top it off, ladies and gentlemen... Everyone is talking to everyone at what they are doing? What the fuck?! YES!! YES!! We are preparing for WAR and everyone is telling each other what they are doing.... AS THEY ARE DOING IT! It's almost play by play! "Just finished my my third... Set of squats." "I just finished MY second... Mile running or cycling." "I haven't done and anything, maybe I should do SOMETHING!! Or whatever!! Everyday people blurt out anything!! From Gonzo, who didn't like Oblivion anyways. If there was any professional jealousy, because IT had a WCF career than you did, doesn't mean for you to get all kinds of pissy!! The Monster almost... ALMOST conquered WCF!! Yea, forget about the win-loss situation. Your boy won fifteen championships, including two World championships and you... You Gonzo did what... *whistling* Yea? I'm waiting... Yea, thought so!! Sit down and shut up, before The Monster kicks your ass soooo hard, you'll end up being recognized as another Murdoch.
Then there's Ethan King!! Someone's major ego caused them to get their facts wrong... AGAIN about Oblivion!! You claim Oblivion is a person!! Oblivion is NOT a person... IT IS a monster!! Oblivion does things that no other mouth-breathing meatsack is willing to do. If others ARE willing to do the same thing as the puppy killing, savage rapist. IT could stay around for awhile Ethan. With a last name like King, you represent the Hardcore division like a queen, like a cock sucking bitch!! IT's legacy came from THIS division,
the same division you prance around in. So, you basically think The Monster is soft huh?! Lost IT's touch?! "just to prove Oblivion is just a man" Then YOU PEOPLE ARE AS SICK AS FUCK LIKE OBLIVION!! *high pitch hysterical laughter* MWAHAHAHA!!!
There he is... The Legend!! Gravedigger!! It felt great battling you!! But... There's more in the tank of The Monster!! IT has a point to make... NOTHING WILL KEEP THE MONSTER DOWN!! This event might be in WCF 'Digger, but if this is the end for me in WCF... Oblivion will go out with BANG... BOOM... BASH!!! HAHAHAHA!! Did you see that?! But, what you all don't seem to care about... But a surprising, a few of you do care... is when you ignorant closed-minded asshats try to keep Oblivion down, The Monster hears this bullshit over and over and OVER and OVER again, it gets old!! Oblivion doesn't breaking down obstacles, IT's used to it!! Despite all of IT's accomplishments, people just look at The Monster and assume... LOSER!! Oblivion has to fight harder. Fine, no problem. It gives Oblivion the chance to do some damage on those like Petrov and Shadowlove.
Speaking of... Shadowlove, back home you're on IT's target. You have something that The Monster wants... UCI TELEVISION CHAMPIONSHIP!!! IT beats you and becomes a two time Television Champion!! But, on Sunday, you won't get in IT's way!! The Monster can't let ANYONE stop IT!! IT's bounced back!! Running strong!! You see, IT can't let piss-ant low life no bodies talking shit about your's truly!! But, when someone like Bonnie Blue starts talking smack against Oblivion, that gets everyone's attention. We have a past... Don't we?! Like it or not... "Honey" we have certain philosophies to certain things. Such as... "Tracking down and killing a human being." The rush of your first kill... Ouuuu!! The feel!! The pounding of the heart!! The look in the bitch's eyes. The squeal in their voice, male or female. Doesn't matter if you use sharp blade or not... WHO CARES?! Do you care if it hurts them?! NOOOOOO!! So, why would it matter?!
All women are stupid!! But... you Bonnie Blue. You're special!! You're not like the others!! Those other dim-witted mouth breathing low brain celled bimbos could NEVER reach to your level. That's why, it's so ironic, The Monster is singling you out. Saying all those nice things, doesn't mean, Bonnie, that The Monster isn't gonna keep IT's hands off you!! You're not singled out... Oblivion still has to prove to WCF that The Monster is not a loser!! You are gonna to see it first hand... Oblivion is a superior Monster.
Kevin Bishop, it's a damn shame. Really!! You talking shit about Oblivion!! Now, if you would of taking a half-second and thought about what you were going to say next, you weren't going to piss off The Monster!! Oops!! Now, you're now, just another target for The Monster Oblivion!! NEEEEEEXT!!! Mikey Extreme... WHO IN THE HELL DO YOU THINK YOU'RE TALKING TO?!?! Calling yourself a monster!! You know nothing about darkness!! Nothing... NOTHING!! The darkness the creeps inside your mind, deep in your subconscious. You think YOU'RE evil, really Extreme?! Let's sit down with a bucket, a bucket of live puppies. Let's see who can eat the most in, let's say, forty five minutes? You up for that challenge? The Monster'll bring the hot sauce!! But, you MUST bring the kitty heads. They're the best thing to go with puppies. You a badass, boy?! Huh?! Can you fuck a screaming resisting woman?! Huh tough guy?! You think you can dwell in Oblivion's Darkness?!?! IT doesn't think so!!
You're just a dressed-up bitch boy who happened to be at the right pace, at the right time!! You get ballsy enough get in IT's face, Oblivion will show you who the true Monster is... Bitchboy!! There's going to be mid-level acts at War!! But, there will be some big ass names there!! But, there are a handful of entry level competitors... Such as Hejeet, Greg St. Matthews, Hank Herron, Leon Hayze, Bomber, Bryan Devlin, Luke Force, Tanner Hall, Derrick Tuff, Johnny Alpha, and Matthew Drake. A lot of fuckwads to tear apart!! FPV... Now, that's a name that NEVER goes away!! You and Oblivion also has had a past!! Brother, we have fought together and against.
Jakob Lister has taught IT one thing, despite being a loathsome self-hating monster, Oblivion could still enjoy the good things in life. But, despite being a complete rancid piece of shit of society, Oblivion managed to gained a handful of friends, surprisingly the non-freak kind too. Yea, The Monster is shocked too!! Who would of thunk it, right?! Oblivion, a loser, someone who can't do anything right, manage to get friends?! WOW!! Oblivion, The Leper, is about to step into the ring at War. It's sooooo God damn to be sarcastic. IT justs wants to go into that ring and start whooping that ass!! There will be haters, who will say The Monster doesn't have it anymore. Come WAR... THE MONSTER WILL PROVE EVERYONE WRONG!!
~°_.*Oblivion sits down on the ground, with IT's legs crossed. Elbows at the knees. Palms, facing up. The eyes, of The Monster glazed over white, with IT's long tongue sticking out.
