Post by Oblivion on Sept 12, 2010 21:44:21 GMT -5
DISCLAIMER-(No animals were actually harmed or killed in this roleplay.)
(There is a slight warm breeze coming from the south. It is a clear night. It is barely muggy, barely no moisture in the air. Out away from the city, the stars are bright and the sky is very clear. With proper lighting, you could see for miles. But, not in this case. In the dark, several dark clad persons are quickly moving through a cow pasture. Except for the noise the sleeping cows are making and the breeze going through the nearby trees, it is very quiet. The hushed and stilled night is being interrupted by the sounds of clicking, moaning, and groaning by the stirring shadows, moving in the lightless area, are The Society. Everyone is accounted for. Fort Knox has been really busy preapring for his own match at Slam. The heavy footsteps are being made by Oblivion and Havok, while Fort Knox and Dark Angel are moving Stealthly. The nimble Melissa is practically skipping through the landmines of cow feces. Mini O is swimming through the filth. Oblivion turns back to see where is little dark one has gone to and Mini O, is doing the back stroke in ankle deep cow sh*t. Sternly, Oblivion snaps his fingers and reluctantly, Mini Oblivion scurries over to his side. Then, there is a light, a small light. It is coming from a hand held camcorder that Oblivion is holding. Melissa continues to skip around, as she is listening to her drum and bass CD, on her head set.)
Oblivion: As you all, can see, WCF Owner Seth Lerch has us in some God forsaken place. Wichita, Kansas. It can care less about how many people are here. What are their major imports and exports. Oblivion doesn't care about any of that useless information. The only thing that matters to Oblivion, right now, is tomorrow night at Slam. But, since we got here, the first thing that hit us, was the awful smell. The entire city smells like cow sh*t!!
(Mini Oblivion rushes in front of the camcorder...)
Mini Oblivion: Cow sh*t, baby!! Yeah!! Heh-heh!!
(Mini Oblivion bolts away.)
Oblivion: For disturbing Oblivion's senses with this God forsaken smell, I am going to show this particular farmer, what happens when you disturb the disturbed.
(Fort Knox brings over a medium sized black bag, that has somewhat weight to it. With dozens of cows around, Oblivion searches for revenge for his nasal passages. Out from the black bag, Oblivion pulls out tazer probes. He looks around, until he sees Mini Oblivion. He points at the little man. The little man scurries over and Oblivion hands one, of the anal taser probes to mini Oblivion. Instantly, Mini O looks confused and starts to drop his pants and slowly and reluctantly begin to slowly insert the probe in his own rear end, but quickly Dark Angel stops him...)
Dark Angel: NO! NO! No, little man! Those are for the cows!!
(Mini Oblivion gets mad, then disappointed. Mini Oblivion mutters under his voice.)
Mini Oblivion: I never get to do nothing!!
(After kicking dirt, Mini Oblivion begins to insert the first anal tazer probe in a cow. The cow begins to wake and kick around, almost decapitating little man, in the process. The cow blows a disgusting gas into the face of Mini Oblivion. The little fella instantly begins to sway back and forth before falling backwards, into whatever he just puked up. The rest, of The Society are frantically laughing, as they cannot believe what they are seeing.)
Dark Angel: Oh my God, that is hysterical!! Go ahead Mini O, give it to that cow!! Show her, who's tha' man!!
Fort Knox: You people are some sick f*cks!! Putting electrodes up cow asses!! Any minute now, all the noise is gonna wake up the farmer and then he is gonna shoot at us and I'm gonna have to make him disappear.
(Melissa looks at what Mini Oblivion just did. She gets a close look, out of curiosity. she begins to turn green before she begins to gag.)
Melissa: Oh my God!! You guys are disgusting!! Poor cow!!
(The cow lets out a controlled moo, as it farts out again, then loads of feces pours out, even past the anal probe. Now, not all the feces fell out, but majority of it, did. After the first probe was inserted and the cow releaves itself, the cow begins to fall back asleep. Oblivion walks over and kicks at his little sidekick.)
Oblivion: Wake up, little man, you're not finished!!
(The little guy brushes himself off and grabs for another probe. After inserting, only a dozen probes into the unsuspecting bovine, Oblivion pulls out a small switch.)
Oblivion: Alright, people. Get ready for fun!!
(Oblivion hits the switch and then all kinds of hell breaks loose. As the electrode probes shock the cows anal cavities, the cows begin to kick around and shake. The cows are letting out horrendous moans, which triggers The Gathering into moaning and groaning, as they begin to slither around the cows, as the bovine begin to uncontrollably lose their bowels. Not even the probes can stop the flow of feces. Some, of the cows, are beginning to fall over and pass out from exhaustion. The probes burn out and begin to spark. Some, of the cows begin to get shocked and burned. Some, of the cows, begin to scream out in pain. That turns out to be an unexpected side effect. Lights from the main house turn on and the front screen door slams open. The farmer comes out with his shotgun, yelling...)
Farmer: Who's out there!?! Who's bothering my cows!?! Oh my God, Martha!! Someone is out, in the barn hurtin' my precious cows!! Martha, put down that dang burn teleophone!! I told ya, I saw one of dem U.F.O's dee udder night!! I bet it's dem aliens comin' and takin my cows, for those kinds dove expermitations!!
Martha: Got yer gun, pa?!
Farmer: I's sure does!
Martha: Go blast them aliens, pa!!
(As the farmer was about to leave his porch, inside the barn, Mini Oblivion inserts the rest of the probes. The first batch of cows are still twitching and feeling the side effects of the anal probes. The smell of undercooked hamburger fills the air. Melissa fights the urge to puke, as she is enjoying the mayhem and animal destruction. She does not show any kinds of remorse, as the rest of The Society doesn't show remorse, either. As the sounds of footsteps come closer to the front, of the barn. The Society hushes, as the double red barn doors, open...)
Oblivion: NOW-OW-OW!!!
(All at once, all of The Society has large white buckets, in their hands, and they toss buckets of cow sh*t in the face, of the farmer, as they proceed to bolt out of the barn. The farmer takes two errant shots with his shotgun, towards The Society, but misses. Through his feces covered vision, he tries to get a good look at those who bolted out the barn.)
Farmer: I's knew it!! I's knew it!! It was those dang burn aliens, trying to take my precious cows away from....
(The farmer wipes away the feces away from his eyes and has a lantern with him. He finally see the destruction that The Society had done to his cows. The first dozen cows are still twitching and the other dozen cows are still convulsing with the charges from the taser anal probes. All the cows still have probes inside them. The smell of undercooked hamburger and feces is overwhelming. The farmer begins to be unable to control himself, as he begin regurgitate all over himself.[/color)
Farmer: Oh my God!! Those aliens have done stuck anal probes up my cows asses!!
(The farmer's wife, comes out to the barn.)
Martha: Oh my goodness, pa! What happened here?!
Farmer: Those aliens!! I told ya, Martha! I told ya!! I saw U.F.Os dee udder night!! I knew dey would come down an' vi'late my cows!!
(The farmer kneels down next to a cow. The farmer grabs a hold of the probe and pulls it out, of the cow, The cow moos loudly and the cow belts out a disgusting and thunderous fart, that almost knocks over both farmer and his wife. Now, as the farmer is checking on his cows, Oblivion and the rest of The Society are hightailing it out of there. But, before they get to the van, Oblivion stops. Dark Angel and Fort Knox are laughing their asses off, but Melissa says...)
Melissa: Oblivion, what are you doing? That mad man had a gun!! Let's go!!
Oblivion: What a minute. We have time. I have to say a few words.
(The camcorder had been on, but it is Oblivion who looks in the camera...)
Oblivion: The fun and games are now over. The seriousness starts now!! Greenfever and Allen Guiliano, listen up. Because. I'm not gonna repeat myself! Tomorrow night, we have our "partners' with us. I have Captain Punishment, this poor delusional boy, who thinks himself as a superhero!! Now. like it or not, he is my tag team partner! It's better what you two have!! You two have a couple of psycho-bitches with you!! That's fine with me! I'm comfortable around psycho-bitches!! In fact, after the match we might have ourselves a couple of converts into The Society....
(Mini Oblivion forces himself, again, in between Oblivion and the camcorder.)
Mini Oblivion: "Where the abnormal, feels normal."
Oblivion: WAR is right around the corner! Slickie T, Oblivion is making WAR It's personal quest! It WILL win WAR!!! Oblivion wants another chance at getting to the WCF World Heavyweight Championship!! Oblivion WILL be a two time WCF World Heavyweight Champion! But, that's not for another couple of weeks. Tomorrow night, you other four better have your A-game with ya!! I don't know about my partner, I know I'm ready!! How 'bout you four!?!
(As Oblivion had been talking, Dark Angel and Fort Knox got into the van and began to dig into the cow pastures, after several minutes, Knox honks the horn.)
Fort Knox: Dude, hurry up!! I can see several flashlights and hear several barking dogs!!
([color-white]The Gathering sees and hears the howling and barking dogs. They too begin to growl and bark. The Gathering begins to take off, but Dark Angel bolts out of the van, and grabs their long leashes, which stopped them in their tracks. Oblivion walks towards the van, as he continues to talk...)
Oblivion: No more fun!! No more games!!! The time is now!! The battle begins!! Greenfever, Slickie T, along with the lovely Ligeia Cariosus and Gwendolyn, silence better be golden, because Oblivion is ready!! More than ready!! With nothing else more to say....
(Oblivion gets to the van and gets into the front passenger side door. Oblivion slams the door, as the group of flashlights and howling dogs gets real close. Oblivion motions to Dark Angel to turn on the headlights...)
Oblivion: After it all has been said and done, the only thing that is left to be said is....
(Without a word being said, the van's lights shows the field that had been mutilated by the van's tires. Words have been spelled out. The field says.... CHOKE ON THAT!! Oblivion points the camcorder towards the rowdy crowd of pissed off farmers with their shotguns and howling hounds. Oblivion proceeds to flip off the mad farmers. As the speed off, the sliding door slides open and Mini Oblivion screams out....)
Mini Oblivion: BI-ITCHES-ES-ES!!!
(The van speeds off as the farmers shoot towards the van, The Society speeds off laughing....)
__---...Location: Unknown(somewhere in rural Wichita, Kansas)...---__
__---...Date: September 12th, 2010...---__
__---...Time: 1:58 A.M...---__
(There is a slight warm breeze coming from the south. It is a clear night. It is barely muggy, barely no moisture in the air. Out away from the city, the stars are bright and the sky is very clear. With proper lighting, you could see for miles. But, not in this case. In the dark, several dark clad persons are quickly moving through a cow pasture. Except for the noise the sleeping cows are making and the breeze going through the nearby trees, it is very quiet. The hushed and stilled night is being interrupted by the sounds of clicking, moaning, and groaning by the stirring shadows, moving in the lightless area, are The Society. Everyone is accounted for. Fort Knox has been really busy preapring for his own match at Slam. The heavy footsteps are being made by Oblivion and Havok, while Fort Knox and Dark Angel are moving Stealthly. The nimble Melissa is practically skipping through the landmines of cow feces. Mini O is swimming through the filth. Oblivion turns back to see where is little dark one has gone to and Mini O, is doing the back stroke in ankle deep cow sh*t. Sternly, Oblivion snaps his fingers and reluctantly, Mini Oblivion scurries over to his side. Then, there is a light, a small light. It is coming from a hand held camcorder that Oblivion is holding. Melissa continues to skip around, as she is listening to her drum and bass CD, on her head set.)
Oblivion: As you all, can see, WCF Owner Seth Lerch has us in some God forsaken place. Wichita, Kansas. It can care less about how many people are here. What are their major imports and exports. Oblivion doesn't care about any of that useless information. The only thing that matters to Oblivion, right now, is tomorrow night at Slam. But, since we got here, the first thing that hit us, was the awful smell. The entire city smells like cow sh*t!!
(Mini Oblivion rushes in front of the camcorder...)
Mini Oblivion: Cow sh*t, baby!! Yeah!! Heh-heh!!
(Mini Oblivion bolts away.)
Oblivion: For disturbing Oblivion's senses with this God forsaken smell, I am going to show this particular farmer, what happens when you disturb the disturbed.
(Fort Knox brings over a medium sized black bag, that has somewhat weight to it. With dozens of cows around, Oblivion searches for revenge for his nasal passages. Out from the black bag, Oblivion pulls out tazer probes. He looks around, until he sees Mini Oblivion. He points at the little man. The little man scurries over and Oblivion hands one, of the anal taser probes to mini Oblivion. Instantly, Mini O looks confused and starts to drop his pants and slowly and reluctantly begin to slowly insert the probe in his own rear end, but quickly Dark Angel stops him...)
Dark Angel: NO! NO! No, little man! Those are for the cows!!
(Mini Oblivion gets mad, then disappointed. Mini Oblivion mutters under his voice.)
Mini Oblivion: I never get to do nothing!!
(After kicking dirt, Mini Oblivion begins to insert the first anal tazer probe in a cow. The cow begins to wake and kick around, almost decapitating little man, in the process. The cow blows a disgusting gas into the face of Mini Oblivion. The little fella instantly begins to sway back and forth before falling backwards, into whatever he just puked up. The rest, of The Society are frantically laughing, as they cannot believe what they are seeing.)
Dark Angel: Oh my God, that is hysterical!! Go ahead Mini O, give it to that cow!! Show her, who's tha' man!!
Fort Knox: You people are some sick f*cks!! Putting electrodes up cow asses!! Any minute now, all the noise is gonna wake up the farmer and then he is gonna shoot at us and I'm gonna have to make him disappear.
(Melissa looks at what Mini Oblivion just did. She gets a close look, out of curiosity. she begins to turn green before she begins to gag.)
Melissa: Oh my God!! You guys are disgusting!! Poor cow!!
(The cow lets out a controlled moo, as it farts out again, then loads of feces pours out, even past the anal probe. Now, not all the feces fell out, but majority of it, did. After the first probe was inserted and the cow releaves itself, the cow begins to fall back asleep. Oblivion walks over and kicks at his little sidekick.)
Oblivion: Wake up, little man, you're not finished!!
(The little guy brushes himself off and grabs for another probe. After inserting, only a dozen probes into the unsuspecting bovine, Oblivion pulls out a small switch.)
Oblivion: Alright, people. Get ready for fun!!
(Oblivion hits the switch and then all kinds of hell breaks loose. As the electrode probes shock the cows anal cavities, the cows begin to kick around and shake. The cows are letting out horrendous moans, which triggers The Gathering into moaning and groaning, as they begin to slither around the cows, as the bovine begin to uncontrollably lose their bowels. Not even the probes can stop the flow of feces. Some, of the cows, are beginning to fall over and pass out from exhaustion. The probes burn out and begin to spark. Some, of the cows begin to get shocked and burned. Some, of the cows, begin to scream out in pain. That turns out to be an unexpected side effect. Lights from the main house turn on and the front screen door slams open. The farmer comes out with his shotgun, yelling...)
Farmer: Who's out there!?! Who's bothering my cows!?! Oh my God, Martha!! Someone is out, in the barn hurtin' my precious cows!! Martha, put down that dang burn teleophone!! I told ya, I saw one of dem U.F.O's dee udder night!! I bet it's dem aliens comin' and takin my cows, for those kinds dove expermitations!!
Martha: Got yer gun, pa?!
Farmer: I's sure does!
Martha: Go blast them aliens, pa!!
(As the farmer was about to leave his porch, inside the barn, Mini Oblivion inserts the rest of the probes. The first batch of cows are still twitching and feeling the side effects of the anal probes. The smell of undercooked hamburger fills the air. Melissa fights the urge to puke, as she is enjoying the mayhem and animal destruction. She does not show any kinds of remorse, as the rest of The Society doesn't show remorse, either. As the sounds of footsteps come closer to the front, of the barn. The Society hushes, as the double red barn doors, open...)
Oblivion: NOW-OW-OW!!!
(All at once, all of The Society has large white buckets, in their hands, and they toss buckets of cow sh*t in the face, of the farmer, as they proceed to bolt out of the barn. The farmer takes two errant shots with his shotgun, towards The Society, but misses. Through his feces covered vision, he tries to get a good look at those who bolted out the barn.)
Farmer: I's knew it!! I's knew it!! It was those dang burn aliens, trying to take my precious cows away from....
(The farmer wipes away the feces away from his eyes and has a lantern with him. He finally see the destruction that The Society had done to his cows. The first dozen cows are still twitching and the other dozen cows are still convulsing with the charges from the taser anal probes. All the cows still have probes inside them. The smell of undercooked hamburger and feces is overwhelming. The farmer begins to be unable to control himself, as he begin regurgitate all over himself.[/color)
Farmer: Oh my God!! Those aliens have done stuck anal probes up my cows asses!!
(The farmer's wife, comes out to the barn.)
Martha: Oh my goodness, pa! What happened here?!
Farmer: Those aliens!! I told ya, Martha! I told ya!! I saw U.F.Os dee udder night!! I knew dey would come down an' vi'late my cows!!
(The farmer kneels down next to a cow. The farmer grabs a hold of the probe and pulls it out, of the cow, The cow moos loudly and the cow belts out a disgusting and thunderous fart, that almost knocks over both farmer and his wife. Now, as the farmer is checking on his cows, Oblivion and the rest of The Society are hightailing it out of there. But, before they get to the van, Oblivion stops. Dark Angel and Fort Knox are laughing their asses off, but Melissa says...)
Melissa: Oblivion, what are you doing? That mad man had a gun!! Let's go!!
Oblivion: What a minute. We have time. I have to say a few words.
(The camcorder had been on, but it is Oblivion who looks in the camera...)
Oblivion: The fun and games are now over. The seriousness starts now!! Greenfever and Allen Guiliano, listen up. Because. I'm not gonna repeat myself! Tomorrow night, we have our "partners' with us. I have Captain Punishment, this poor delusional boy, who thinks himself as a superhero!! Now. like it or not, he is my tag team partner! It's better what you two have!! You two have a couple of psycho-bitches with you!! That's fine with me! I'm comfortable around psycho-bitches!! In fact, after the match we might have ourselves a couple of converts into The Society....
(Mini Oblivion forces himself, again, in between Oblivion and the camcorder.)
Mini Oblivion: "Where the abnormal, feels normal."
Oblivion: WAR is right around the corner! Slickie T, Oblivion is making WAR It's personal quest! It WILL win WAR!!! Oblivion wants another chance at getting to the WCF World Heavyweight Championship!! Oblivion WILL be a two time WCF World Heavyweight Champion! But, that's not for another couple of weeks. Tomorrow night, you other four better have your A-game with ya!! I don't know about my partner, I know I'm ready!! How 'bout you four!?!
(As Oblivion had been talking, Dark Angel and Fort Knox got into the van and began to dig into the cow pastures, after several minutes, Knox honks the horn.)
Fort Knox: Dude, hurry up!! I can see several flashlights and hear several barking dogs!!
([color-white]The Gathering sees and hears the howling and barking dogs. They too begin to growl and bark. The Gathering begins to take off, but Dark Angel bolts out of the van, and grabs their long leashes, which stopped them in their tracks. Oblivion walks towards the van, as he continues to talk...)
Oblivion: No more fun!! No more games!!! The time is now!! The battle begins!! Greenfever, Slickie T, along with the lovely Ligeia Cariosus and Gwendolyn, silence better be golden, because Oblivion is ready!! More than ready!! With nothing else more to say....
(Oblivion gets to the van and gets into the front passenger side door. Oblivion slams the door, as the group of flashlights and howling dogs gets real close. Oblivion motions to Dark Angel to turn on the headlights...)
Oblivion: After it all has been said and done, the only thing that is left to be said is....
(Without a word being said, the van's lights shows the field that had been mutilated by the van's tires. Words have been spelled out. The field says.... CHOKE ON THAT!! Oblivion points the camcorder towards the rowdy crowd of pissed off farmers with their shotguns and howling hounds. Oblivion proceeds to flip off the mad farmers. As the speed off, the sliding door slides open and Mini Oblivion screams out....)
Mini Oblivion: BI-ITCHES-ES-ES!!!
(The van speeds off as the farmers shoot towards the van, The Society speeds off laughing....)
