BOOK OF SINNERS: THE FEVER GOD

[Odin Balfore]

RP 4

Kingdom Come 

Hardcore Championship

Triple threat

Mikey Extreme ( c ) 

Vs 

Morbid Wolf

Vs. 

Odin Balfore

BOOK OF SINNER: THE FEVER GOD

Wordcount: 2412

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PART ONE: NOT THE FIRST MURDERER

“ The world does not believe braggadocious liars. The Dub does not even pay attention to such things. 1734 wrestlers have walked through those doors and how many do you think were lying when they called themselves such moronic things like ‘ the new breed’ or the ‘ new blood. ‘ Every god damn year some fictional crop of would be super heros crops up and tells the world that they’re taking over. 

Its the OLD GUARD just got what it takes and that we aint never evah ( lol seriously?) seen guys like them before. Well, this OLD MAN is still here. Still fighting and still killing. Still getting the job done despite how many times people have told me that I just cant do it to more. 

Wolf, you parasitic amoeba, I was old hat in this business before you were even in this business. I’ve been called old long before you were a the result of a shot of Canadian Breeze, gas station burrito and that catchers mitt your mom called a virgin tight cunt. I am the biggest name this company has ever had. Odin Balfore don’t fall off trees or out of the sky. Furthermore, the James Wolf of the worlds do not morph into the Odin Balfores of the world. Shitting on the very title that you quest for because you fail to acknowlage its history, even though I am giving you a very real history lesson is not a way to attain your goals. However, you’re not what I would call a world traveled man despite your own claims. Listen, going from one side of the ocean state to the other is not a remarkable feet. You’re someone that needs to see to believe. You need to get your hands dirty. Real dirty. 

I’d be interested too, to hear about you killing that man. About sending the tapes to the family. That's cute; I mean for a murder you sure have an ANT MAN up your ass about all things paranormal. I mean, I’m supposed to believe that you killed a man with your trumpian troll hands that couldnt choke a chipmonk and sent the live video to his family but you cant believe the WCF that's filled with:

A God ( me )

A Demi God ( ZMAC, Abbadon, Lawnmover Jones ) 

A Man who thinks hes a god ( Green fever ) 

A Cyborg ( Mecha Ana Valentine ) 

A serial killer ( Switches, Oblivion ) 

Super jobber robots ( the job bots ) 

A space cop ( bonnie blue ) 

An alien ( L. Varez, Gemini Battle ) 

An autistic emo fgt ( Rod Bilson, Jay Omega, Dag Riddick ) 

A witch ( Sarah Twilight, Noble Savage ) 

An Alchemist and a Lute Boy ( see, themselves ) 

I could go on but you get the point. 

I can hear you saying: ‘ GAH, but ODIE, those are gimmicks, not real people’ 

Aye, then maybe you aint a real murderer. 

OR 

Maybe, the murderers have been here the whole time. You are not the first thief to stumble upon the den of thieves. Ya dig?

You aint the first to call me old or tell me i’m crazy and I know the rosters thin but Mikey Extreme will back me up when I tell you that, THAT title that he holds is the Hardcore championship, yes but the title that I’m talking about, the one that I’ve dug up off the corpse of Switches the clown is the Horror Kore. That's what we 7 have called it. Because of the horrors that we create in that ring. WHatever murder you’ve done or edgelord sadism you think you’ve committed might as well be crushing ants compared the whole sale genocide that the WCF breeds.

Just sayin, fuccboi, you been too busy fuckin boys to realise when you’re getting fucked, boy. This is one of those times. This aint my first go around with fucking plebs like you and I thought maybe, you were once a guy who could understand and honor the WCFS rich tradition. 

You cant. 

So now I’m going to rape your corpse LIVE in the middle of that fucking ring with my THICK. Then one by one all of the WCF loyal in attendance, man, women, child, ZEE and ZER will ALL take turns pissing on your cum filled dead body. 

BUT you a mad man, right? Right? RIIGHT LOL

We’ll see. 

But hey, nice job on the corn syrup squid and the fake rubber knife and the special effects. I mean, after all, this is just pretend right? After all murderers in the DUB aint real and I’m just a crazy old man yelling at clouds and the WCF Horror Kore Championship aint haunted. 

I must say, you’re really committed to that ignorance is bliss gimmick because you cant seem to get it straight. I mean, how can I be lying and you be telling the truth; that shit just don’t make sense. So let me get this right, it took you 10 whole god damn hours to, I guess work up te nerve to convince yourself that you broke me because of my last ‘ promo’ because I’m here today celebrating all the great HORROR KORE champions of the past. Now you gone get those beans and you are furious 

LOL

Just like your retarded hulk strength blind rage you got going on. I get it, you’re mad you’re getting your shit pushed in by some far flung fantastical musing. 

Boy, I cannot wait for you to bring back realism to WCF 

Or HONOR to the HORROR KORE. Man, you’re as frightening as a bowl of fresh strawberries n cream. Unless that is, you allergic to strawberries. 

Spoilers: I’m not.

Sunday night you’ll come face to face with fear and the GOD OF SINNERS.

Then when you’re broken and dead and I gotta slip Jam Willy a 20 just to bring your punk ass back to life because I’m not done with you - remember this

I AM THE VILLAIN OF THE STORY 

And this villain never dies. 

Pray if you have to, beg if you must.. 

But know.. You’ll be sucking my dick. "

CHAPTER TWO: GREEN WITH FEVER

We can hear the familiar echo of the Godfather of Wrestler. 

At the behest of fear, Robert Hercules Cairo had become like a cornered animal. Pride wounded. Itchy fingers on the triggers, with the opposable digits to use 'em.

-Bobby Cairo, F15teen. 

The lights flicker on and there is the All Father standing in a run down laboratory. The lights are dim and yellow. Its dirty, as if there have been squatters running through for years. Spray stains the walls. The hunt for the UNHOLY 7 has led them here. To where Green Fever has been kept alive - barely by mad experiments IN the laboratory of Dr. Helios. The All Father walks through the lab and speaks to the world with booming voice. 

THE ALL FATHER: 

“ I remember these words, Wolf. I remember these words before my friend was thrown into a volcano. Not famous last words, of course, but it is a good parallel to where you are.

The the behest of fear, you have become like an animal, scratching and clawing. I heard animals in there, Ventura. Cornered because they knew they were about to get those beans and as they reached for that high octane explosive pistola that you were too busy sucking

And Blammo. 

Hope your mamadukes knows how to sow because after Sunday shes going to have to stich her baby boy back together. In truth I’m just thinking of famous last words by former HORROR KORE champions, maybe I can give you a little scoop of the creme when I speak at your cardboard box funeral. Tell the world that you went out in a blaze of glory like my friend But you won’t. You’ll just wither and die and roll onto your back like a slug because its your only defense. That and of course, them beans. 

Once upon a time, Wolf you might have been the king of the Death Match but we actually have a king of the Death Match and wouldnt you know it, its our good friend Mikey Extreme. But you didnt know that, did you, because you cannot be bothered to look at promo history. You cant be bothered to go back and see the dub before you were around.

I get it. Like, whats the matter because you werent there. 

So fresh, so face. So NEW BLOOD of you. And I cant wait to spill that new blood all over the arena and in the end, it wont even be worth it. You’ll just get to say that you were the ring with me and that’ll be enough to coast you into another couple of months claiming your this ‘hardcore icon’ 

You fucking Pleb.

Lets talk about Hardcore icons, the current king of the Death Match, Mikey Extreme.

Extreme, where you been at? Been awfully lonely, me clobbering this poor mental defective without you to balance out the cheese to his whine. The baked to his beans. WHere is your schitzo retard bullshit now - where it is to save you and that Dark America you had. Seems everything you get, gets destroyed. Face it, as good of a talent that you are, even with a world title you’re still that guy that everyone thinks will one day make it- despite having already made it. 

Stay silent, Extreme, not because you’re afraid but because you are smart. You were always smart, I can at least give that to you. Right now I’m going to have to give you that L and take the belt from you. Maybe one day we can battle for it but like I told CD, next month he can fight me for the HORROR KORE Championship for a stip of his choice. At least then the belt will get the shine that it deserves as two legends kill themselves for it. However, we aint quite there yet. I still have to go through the motions of committing verbal murder in the major 3rd degree and lash you with my lamentations. When you’re ready for the big time, mikey, come see me because right now, just like last year, you just aint ready for what I got to offer. 

The size, my strength, my skill. Yes, you’ve been on the receiving end of it all and while I know you relish the opportunity, I know you’ve seen the light and its best to sit this one out. I never took you for a coward but we’ll call this a tactical retreat. Well the time has come. There is no time to retreat. We have reached the point of no return. I have found Green Fever. Philip Baines and ZMAC are only a phone call away. I don’t need their powers. I already have them. I have baines desire and ZMACs sharp tongue. I’ve gained Switches soul and Oblivion blood lust. NOw its just the ruthlessness of Green Fever. Only one piece remains until the WCF Horror Kore championship is revived and restored. WHat will Wolf say then when all his best ( yet laughable ) efforts were for nothing other than hearing himself talk. Lets face it, he said nothing of true substance, just him trying to convince himself that he can defeat me. He cant. Nor can you, Michael. As I get ready to set free the final Sinner and make the preparations for winning the Horor Kore championship and becoming a double grand slam winner, remember this:

My legend will always grow. My career will always shine. For this company was built by sinners like ME. 

With the blood of jobbers.. Like you. 

I’m going to eat you both alive this week and do unspeakable horrors. The Body Bags are on deck for the massacre that's about to take place as I bury too undeserving little shits and all their half witt schemes and put to rest any notion that I am anything other than exactly what I say I am. You can still opt out. You can still skip town before its too late. Before Extreme has to eat his pride and Wolf has to eat his whole career. Even though he can fit its contents on a triscuit and still have room for them beans. 

You’ll both be green with the fever that I’m about to give you. For the fits that I’m about to give you because neither of you can keep up with me or do what I’m about to do to you all. Even if I have to rip the roof of the Arena and beat you with it. After tonight you will know that the very best in WCF is the All Father but at Kingdom Come.. 

The God Sinners is coming for you both and Ragnarok is my wake.. 

You thought all this vile gore was behind you, WcF. Hope will do terrible things for you. That’s what it does to you, don’t you see? –It lies to you. You didn’t ask for this, but it’s coming nevertheless. Can you feel it? -The twinge of inevitability in the air? Breathe it in. Let it fill your lungs and cascade into your bloodstream. There you go. That’s a good little girl. This eternal evil will never stop. He is a cancerous sore on the face of humanity. You have no choice, but to crumple to his malevolent fists of distain. Accept this truth. He will decimate everyone who stands in his way. The entirety of the WcF will reside under the heel of this beast. Listen to the truth, faggot. He can take away all the pain of your life. He can make all these terrible things stop. Let him, child. Let him end your suffering. You weren’t made for this life. You’re just a waste of flesh. Don’t you see it? Sure you do. Let’s not lie to ourselves. This is happening whether you like it or not. You’ve already bought your ticket.-Time to take the ride. Accept his salvation. Accept his solution.

- SwitchFever [ God's WAR - part 1 sept 28, 2014 ]