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Post by Hotdog Mascot on Sept 21, 2010 23:02:13 GMT -5
The camera takes viewers into the middle of a massive gathering assembled in a empty WCF arena. The Mascot, despite being a member of WCF, would've came to this unrelated wrestling formation, anway. The people in presence exists in the crowd because they have a problem they wish to confess, and possibly get help for. That particular problem is unknown for the meantime, until, however.. a man dressed like a priest, or an actual priest, speaks in the ring to the others who listen outside the ring.
Priest: It's okay! Say it with me, brothers and sisters!
A combined shout follows suit, "it's okay!"
Priest: The Lord shall forgive. Step forward, who has sinned, who has self-penetrated their bottom?
The Hotdog Mascot stands in the crowd, jumping up and down waving his hands.
Hotdog Mascot: Oh! Me! Me!
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Post by Hotdog Mascot on Sept 21, 2010 23:30:32 GMT -5
Priest: My fellow brownfingers! No longer will you have to live in shame!
Mascot continues to jump up and down in place, waving his arms, begging to be saved. Finally, the man of God notices him, motioning him to come ahead. Mascot cheerfully waddles over to ringside and rolls in.
Priest: We have a sinner!
The audience stretch sticky fingers upwards into the air. The Priest instructs Mascot to go to his knees, which he does, and soon after a holy hand is placed atop his hotdog head. However, the cleansing is soon interrupted when the Priest spots the only man in attendance with brown fingers that aren't guilty.
Priest: You, child! Do not run. We are all the same.
He points into Trombone's direction causing everyone else to shift their attention to the chubby black mate. Mascot notices Trombone, as well, happily waving, and awaiting further instruction to be saved.
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Post by homeless dan on Sept 22, 2010 16:10:43 GMT -5
Homeless Dan jolts awake. Hed recently followed someone he recognized from the wrestling place he just joined into some building. The large black man had fallen asleep and Homeless Dan did too.
"What is going on?" Dan wonders.
Dan looks around and sees a man dressed as a hotdog on stage. Dan gets extremely hungry and looks to his left and right.
"Any of you guys got any food?" he asks. The other people say no.
Homeless Dan notices their brown fingers.
"Where did you guys get all the chocolate?" he asks.
Sensing that Homeless Dan needs to learn, they all shove him up to the stage.
"KNEEL BEFORE ZOD!" said the Priest. "I mean, kneel before me." he then said. "Sorry, I always wanted to do that."
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Post by cptpunishment on Sept 22, 2010 16:45:52 GMT -5
Captain Punishment, having wandered throughout the arena for the past half hour in search of a pretzel vendor, comes upon Homeless Dan, Hotdog Mascot and Russle Trombone kneeling in front of a man dressed up as pastor.
Captain Punishment: Hey, this is just like bible camp!
Captain Punishment goes to kneel beside the others when he notices their brown stained fingers and the smell of dirty diapers.
Captain Punishment: Hey wait a tic! What's going on here?
Captain Punishment stands up and tries to run away but is forced back down beside the others.
Captain Punishment: All I wanted was a hot pretzel.
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Post by homeless dan on Sept 22, 2010 17:36:20 GMT -5
"A steaming hot pretzel?" says the Priest.
"Well we just might have our specialty. A Cleveland Steaming Hot Pretzel."
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Post by Deleted on Sept 22, 2010 17:43:28 GMT -5
Jay Price enters.
He assesses the situation.
Price: Normally this would all seem odd...but since this is a WCF arena it shouldn't come as a shock.
Jay Price leaves whilst whistling.
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Post by Hotdog Mascot on Sept 22, 2010 20:02:23 GMT -5
Mascot, suddenly, feels very drunk. He can't REALLY comprehended what's going on, all he knows, really, is that there is a homeless looking dude and a freak in a cape now kneeling next to himself and Russle.
Hotdog Mascot: I'll tell you what the bejesus bes goin'n on, black dude - what is going on? Did I just black out?
The Mascot rubs his head.
Hotdog Mascot: Who slipped me a roofy? Hey, babugurls, this nman will make our buttholes okay.
The Mascot stares deliciosly into Trombones eyes.
Hotdog Mascot: I love you.
Trombone is divd on like a lion, the Mascot presses his lips into his.
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Post by Oblivion on Sept 22, 2010 22:36:37 GMT -5
(The former Mini Oblivion, now known as Little Man Dave, runs into the arena. He sees the crowd of people with brown tipped fingers. Little Man Dave drops to his knees and begins to crawl, with tears in his eyes.)
Little Man Dave: I need saved. My soul has been tarnished. Oblivion did me a favor. I am no good. I have an addiction...
Priest: What is your affliction, my child?
Little Man Dave: This...
(While still on his knees, Dave holds out his hands, palms outward. He looks around the arena and sees others with the same addiction. He takes his right hand and puts it behind him. He takes his hand and puts it in his pants. He pulls out his hand and shows the arena his brown stink finger.)
Little Man Dave: I just can't help myself. I really can't!
Priest: That's okay, my child. You are surrounded by friends. We ALL have the same addiction. Don't we fellas.
The Arena: Hell Yeah! Stink finger!!
(Everyone takes their brown stained finger and holds it up to their noses and takes a big whiff.)
The Arena: Ah-h-h... That's the stuff!
(Dave is seen holding his finger up to his nose.)
Little Man Dave: I can't help myself! I just can't help it! I LOVE MY STINK FINGER!!
The Arena: YES!! STINK FINGER!!
Little Man Dave: With the smell of pretzels, dirty diapers, and homeless people, it reminds me of summer camp. Thank you father.
(The priest places his left hand on Little Man Dave's right shoulder and draws a brown cross on the forehead of Dave, with his thumb and says...)
Priest: Bless you, my child. You are with friends now. Let Zod be with you.
The Arena: And Zod with you!!
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Post by littlemandave on Sept 23, 2010 23:35:52 GMT -5
(Little Man Dave is still in the ring, as he sees the priest flying over the ropes, ass over head. Little Man Dave exits the ring, in a flash and rushes over to the priest...)
Little Man Dave: Hey... hey... You okay?!?
Priest: <mumbles> Mmrph...
Little Man Dave: You look hurt.
Priest: <mumbles> Mmrph...
(Little Man Dave looks around cautiously and mischievously, with a sly grin...)
Little Man Dave: I guess you won't mind me doing this....
(Little Man Dave pulls down his shorts and begins to urinate on the priest. Little Man Dave pulls up his pants, with a not so satisfied look, across his face. He pulls down his pants again and squats. Dave's face turns bright red as he grunts and groans, as a big steamy pile of midget poop lands across the priest's face. With a smile of satisfaction, the little man shuffles his feet as if he was a dog that just finished his "own business" and walks away smelling his own stink finger.)
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