Post by Oblivion on Sept 22, 2010 16:53:22 GMT -5
(The day has not even started yet and the mindless robots of the civilization of Sacramento, California are in a hectic mood and they are in a frenzy to get to their mind-numbing and monotonous occupations. With caffeine laced energy drinks and fatty ready to go breakfast foods, in their grips, the already stressed out commuters are ready to explode. The traffic is stop and go. With enough time to take a bite of their breakfast burritos and take a quick sip, of their scalding coffee, the traffic moves a foot. As the traffic moves at a snail's pace, already at the Sacramento Community Center, there is activity starting. A local independent television station, KMAX-TV(CW)has pulled up in their van. A cameraman, who is the only person in the van, turns off the ignition. He exits the van, through the driver's side door. He walks around, to the back end, of the van and opens the double doors. He grabs for a camera then shuts the doors. The cameraman walks towards the entrance way, of the community center. As he gets closer to the doors, he hears "Sadeness, Part I" by Enigma over the small speakers overhead. The Community Center is somewhat empty, as employees and volunteers are entering and exiting the building. Although, there have been only a few people, in the building, the cameraman bumps into someone, as he tries to enter the Center. After asking around to find where the playhouse was, he takes a few turns, the cameraman enters into the community playhouse.
He sees a stage, with the curtain closed. As the cameraman begins to lift up his camera and walk down on the right handed aisle, the lights begin to dim and 'Flight of the Valkyrie' begins to play.....)
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(The curtains slowly open and Oblivion walks out wearing a full military outfit. With a full decorated army jacket and baggy khakis, that are tucked into his army regulation boots. Which has a nice shine to them. On top of his masked head is a combat helmet, with a red anarchy symbol, with a circle around it, his own personal insignia. In his right gloved hand, is what assumed to be a riding crop. Oblivion occasionally slaps the riding crop on his left gloved hand. Oblivion walks up to the front of the stage. The closer he gets to the front of the stage, the song slowly dims, but continues to play....)
Oblivion: WCF!!! Everyone listen up!! The time is now!! The battle has already begun and the lines, in the sand, have be drawn. It is time to gear up, people!! WAR is next Monday and this time, it's for the WCF World Heavyweight Championship!! Allen Guiliano and Stan Trinity will start off in the match. Then, one by one, a new person enters the ring. Oblivion doesn't have to, but It will, remind each and everyone of you, this will NOT be a cakewalk. This match has been named WAR, for a reason. This won't be easy! Some, of you, won't be the same, after the match! Again, we don't need to be reminded, but... BE AWARE OF THOSE WHO WILL INVADE!! Only those involved, knows truly, of their plans. So be cognizant and attentive!! This pay per view will be a time, to see who has the intestinal fortitude and who doesn't! Who truly really wants it the most!! Who wants to be World Champion or not!! For one, who has held the WCF World Heavyweight Championship in It's hands, Oblivion wants the World Championship back around It's waist! One by one Oblivion will disembowel another meat sack and pin them or make them submit!! As the seconds click away and the days seem to go faster and WAR gets closer, some of you, your minds will begin to play tricks on you. Self doubt will start to set in....
(Oblivion begins to imitate someone whining...)
Oblivion: "Will I be able to win war?!" "I won't have a chance in a battle royal with so many people." The further the days go along, the doubt sinks deeper and you begin to self loathe, for having doubts. The more you have these doubts, the more you sink into depression. And by the time WAR comes around, you become worthless and you won't be effective in such a fast paced match!! THAT is what Oblivion is hoping and waiting for!! There will be, some of you, who will have "false hopes" into thinking you have an ice cube's chance in hell into winning WAR!!! But, you won't. None of you do!!
(The pulse of the body of Stephan Johnson begins to accelerate. The pupils, of the eyes of Stephan Johnson, begins to expand. A wild look comes over Oblivion...)
Oblivion: Allen Guiliano, Oblivion hopes for your sake, you hang on and uses the opportunity to control your own destiny! That is, until Oblivion steps into the ring! Remember.... THIS IS WAR!! Aptly named. You will have to fight tooth and nail, to keep a death's grip onto that championship! Everyone will be gunning for you, including Oblivion, your only true nightmare! Greenfever can be your God, but Oblivion is the one who controls your nightmares. Let this be everyone's only warning!! Oblivion is not like anything you meat sacks has ever seen. There will many imitators here in WCF, but It will say and do anything to win, especially for the Holy Grail of all of wrestling.... The WCF World Heavyweight Championship!!! And finally, this next few comments goes to those eight who have challenged the WCF. Do you really want to walk into the asylum where the crazy people play? There are few of us, who enjoys the taste of blood and flesh! There are just a few, who are willing to hear people scream for their own personal enjoyment. We will use your consciousness and psyches as playthings!! WCF is a place where the crazies call home!! Do you think for one freakin' second that once you step into WAR, that our residential psychos won't tear into shreads?! Oblivion is sick and God damn tired of f*cking talking and hearing of you!! UGH!! Have enough balls, you pussies, to look into our eyes, before we rip your f*ckin' hearts out and eat them before your very own eyes!! As your heartless bodies collapse, into a heap of lifelessness, we will be looking down, laughing, as we piss on your useless meat sacks. So, do exactly, what we think on what you truly will do anyways and DON'T SHOW UP!!! Save yourselves and life long hospital stay. You brainless assh*les are barking up the wrong tree and messing with the wrong kinds of people. We are the ones, your parents have been warning you about. You have gotten to us, when our back have been turned. What are you brainless idiots gonna do when we look into your quivering and cowardice eyes? Hm-m?! AB-SO-LUTE-LY NO-OTHI-I-ING!!!
So, WCF!! Lace up those boots and splash on some war paint and get ready for a fight!!! It's time for boys to become men!! The newcomers will get a chance to experience some real good old fashioned ass-whoopins. This will be a fight!! This will be a battle!! But, more importantly.... THIS... WILL... BE... WAR-AR-AR-AR-AR!!! And if anyone thinks they have a snowball's chance in hell, of winning this whole thing. Well.....
(The cameraman gets closer to Oblivion, who is almost face deep into the camera. There are distant noises of clicking, moaning, hissing, and groaning.)
Oblivion: YOU CAN... CHOKE... ON.... THAT!!!
Distant voices(screeching): BI-I-ITCHE-E-ES!!!
(Quickly, there are shuffling, of unseen little feet. Then...)
Cameraman: OW!! What the hell?! OW!! What the.. OW!! No. NO! NO-O-O-O-O-O!!!
[THUD-CLANG!!]
(Camera falls and goes into static...)
He sees a stage, with the curtain closed. As the cameraman begins to lift up his camera and walk down on the right handed aisle, the lights begin to dim and 'Flight of the Valkyrie' begins to play.....)
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(The curtains slowly open and Oblivion walks out wearing a full military outfit. With a full decorated army jacket and baggy khakis, that are tucked into his army regulation boots. Which has a nice shine to them. On top of his masked head is a combat helmet, with a red anarchy symbol, with a circle around it, his own personal insignia. In his right gloved hand, is what assumed to be a riding crop. Oblivion occasionally slaps the riding crop on his left gloved hand. Oblivion walks up to the front of the stage. The closer he gets to the front of the stage, the song slowly dims, but continues to play....)
Oblivion: WCF!!! Everyone listen up!! The time is now!! The battle has already begun and the lines, in the sand, have be drawn. It is time to gear up, people!! WAR is next Monday and this time, it's for the WCF World Heavyweight Championship!! Allen Guiliano and Stan Trinity will start off in the match. Then, one by one, a new person enters the ring. Oblivion doesn't have to, but It will, remind each and everyone of you, this will NOT be a cakewalk. This match has been named WAR, for a reason. This won't be easy! Some, of you, won't be the same, after the match! Again, we don't need to be reminded, but... BE AWARE OF THOSE WHO WILL INVADE!! Only those involved, knows truly, of their plans. So be cognizant and attentive!! This pay per view will be a time, to see who has the intestinal fortitude and who doesn't! Who truly really wants it the most!! Who wants to be World Champion or not!! For one, who has held the WCF World Heavyweight Championship in It's hands, Oblivion wants the World Championship back around It's waist! One by one Oblivion will disembowel another meat sack and pin them or make them submit!! As the seconds click away and the days seem to go faster and WAR gets closer, some of you, your minds will begin to play tricks on you. Self doubt will start to set in....
(Oblivion begins to imitate someone whining...)
Oblivion: "Will I be able to win war?!" "I won't have a chance in a battle royal with so many people." The further the days go along, the doubt sinks deeper and you begin to self loathe, for having doubts. The more you have these doubts, the more you sink into depression. And by the time WAR comes around, you become worthless and you won't be effective in such a fast paced match!! THAT is what Oblivion is hoping and waiting for!! There will be, some of you, who will have "false hopes" into thinking you have an ice cube's chance in hell into winning WAR!!! But, you won't. None of you do!!
(The pulse of the body of Stephan Johnson begins to accelerate. The pupils, of the eyes of Stephan Johnson, begins to expand. A wild look comes over Oblivion...)
Oblivion: Allen Guiliano, Oblivion hopes for your sake, you hang on and uses the opportunity to control your own destiny! That is, until Oblivion steps into the ring! Remember.... THIS IS WAR!! Aptly named. You will have to fight tooth and nail, to keep a death's grip onto that championship! Everyone will be gunning for you, including Oblivion, your only true nightmare! Greenfever can be your God, but Oblivion is the one who controls your nightmares. Let this be everyone's only warning!! Oblivion is not like anything you meat sacks has ever seen. There will many imitators here in WCF, but It will say and do anything to win, especially for the Holy Grail of all of wrestling.... The WCF World Heavyweight Championship!!! And finally, this next few comments goes to those eight who have challenged the WCF. Do you really want to walk into the asylum where the crazy people play? There are few of us, who enjoys the taste of blood and flesh! There are just a few, who are willing to hear people scream for their own personal enjoyment. We will use your consciousness and psyches as playthings!! WCF is a place where the crazies call home!! Do you think for one freakin' second that once you step into WAR, that our residential psychos won't tear into shreads?! Oblivion is sick and God damn tired of f*cking talking and hearing of you!! UGH!! Have enough balls, you pussies, to look into our eyes, before we rip your f*ckin' hearts out and eat them before your very own eyes!! As your heartless bodies collapse, into a heap of lifelessness, we will be looking down, laughing, as we piss on your useless meat sacks. So, do exactly, what we think on what you truly will do anyways and DON'T SHOW UP!!! Save yourselves and life long hospital stay. You brainless assh*les are barking up the wrong tree and messing with the wrong kinds of people. We are the ones, your parents have been warning you about. You have gotten to us, when our back have been turned. What are you brainless idiots gonna do when we look into your quivering and cowardice eyes? Hm-m?! AB-SO-LUTE-LY NO-OTHI-I-ING!!!
So, WCF!! Lace up those boots and splash on some war paint and get ready for a fight!!! It's time for boys to become men!! The newcomers will get a chance to experience some real good old fashioned ass-whoopins. This will be a fight!! This will be a battle!! But, more importantly.... THIS... WILL... BE... WAR-AR-AR-AR-AR!!! And if anyone thinks they have a snowball's chance in hell, of winning this whole thing. Well.....
(The cameraman gets closer to Oblivion, who is almost face deep into the camera. There are distant noises of clicking, moaning, hissing, and groaning.)
Oblivion: YOU CAN... CHOKE... ON.... THAT!!!
Distant voices(screeching): BI-I-ITCHE-E-ES!!!
(Quickly, there are shuffling, of unseen little feet. Then...)
Cameraman: OW!! What the hell?! OW!! What the.. OW!! No. NO! NO-O-O-O-O-O!!!
[THUD-CLANG!!]
(Camera falls and goes into static...)
