Post by Oblivion on Feb 26, 2011 0:46:27 GMT -5
~._-*Your eyes are forced closed, as you break a sweat. Your eyes are closed, but you are not conscious. You prayed for sweet dreams, but your brain has betrayed you. Your brain is having an internal war with itself. Torturous fascinations are ripping through your pleasure principles. The same principles that don't understand normality or inhibitions. You have natural animal-like desires. You are an animal, you must kill to survive. Without the kill, you will no longer exist. THE KILL IS A NECESSITY. Just a simple championship victory will NOT be enough to satisfy your torturous fascinations. It will take blood on your hands, for the satisfaction to be fulfilled. Your nightmares of your past, have now, become a reality. Not even God, seen this coming. It is mind-boggling, to those, who knows the past history between Greenfever and Oblivion. Their blood feud was legendary. Both monsters have brutalized many mortals. Victim after victim have been laid to rest. In between brutalizing and mutilating other hapless victims, they scarred themselves and each other, in their brutal hardcore matches. As like a nuclear weapon going off, the public announcement of two much hated rivals joining forces, to give what the world has been wanting, craving and that is The Shadow Conspiracy has arrived! With two separate career paths, they will be inseparable in their primal evil desires to annihilate the tag team division. WCF's nightmares are attaining fulfillment. Both madmen crave for flesh! Their cravings are what people fear the most. No one will be safe. NO ONE!! With the possibility, of the eternal locker room landscape could be altered, at the pay per view. There are two MAD MEN on the loose! Craving for the same thing. Must wonder, does Mark Markman like the color red? Better alert the medical staff. They WILL be working overtime. Let the savagery begin!
With Greenfever on his quest of recapturing the Hardcore championship, Oblivion is on IT's quest of recapturing the Television Championship. This time, there are two more meat sacks. Two more bodies, that Oblivion's lust for mayhem and massive brutality MIGHT be satisfied. There is glory, in pain. Self mutilation is something Oblivion is very familiar with. Pain knows Oblivion very well. Oblivion enjoys pain. Scratch that. Oblivion's fondness and devotion for pain, goes beyond everyone's comprehension. Only Greenfever truly understands the crippling effects that the pain staking craving and hunger for someone's blood and flesh. The Shadow Conspiracy are gonna give the incapacitated braindead puppets, what they want or what The Shadow Conspiracy feels want the people want. Humans are basically simple. Give them a spectacle of what the public has been secretly wanting to do themselves and that... is a public display of violence. The public fears The Conspiracy. Just like driving past a traffic accident with fatalities, the public cannot stop watching the atrocities that both Greenfever and Oblivion does.
But, what the public fears, is what the people desires the most and that is the total carnal, animal-like ability to single someone out. Then go beyond on what the "normal" human would do. Once that individual has been selected, then the hunt begins. Mind games could be on the horizon. Now, the hunt begins. Making your prey think, that they are in the clear. Give them a false sense of comfort. Blend in. Don't make yourself visible. Fly under the radar. Let the seals swim. More seals in the water, the more bloodlust will be quenched! Greed is not an option. You must be able to smell your prey at a considerable distance. Smell their fear, in their sweat. It's important to have the prey know the hunt is on. Get close enough to where, you can hear their heartbeat race. Get even closer, you can hear the mind of a person who has NO clue, on what is about to happen. They CAN sense danger is around them. By this time, it doesn't really matter. Violence is MOST definite.
Oblivion sits on his throne, as he talks to an unknown, on his cellphone.*-_.~
Oblivion: You are absolutely right! No one saw this coming!! Blood will flow and championships will be won. If that Shane Borderland thinks he's sick of seeing of Oblivion, as long as he holds a championship, he will not seen the last of The Dark One. Yes. Blood will be on your hands, as well. You will dissect that Anthony Royal into unrecognizable bloody chunks! It is time, to put fear into the hearts of everyone, in the WCF!! I agree the horrors we have produced on our owns have been legendary, but this time we are as a team! The Shadow Conspiracy is gonna show the WCF trepidation and horror!! They are gonna see sh*t they have never seen before!! Horror down to the basic common denominator. It's time to play games with these people's minds. Can you smell the fear already?! Smells sweet. Sounds good! Yea, we will converse later....[/color]
~._-*Oblivion hands the phone to one of his Vixens. The one who the phone was handed to, Oblivion grabs her arm. A small wooden crate is in front of Oblivion. On top, of the crate, are several cutting implements. Usually when someone is grabbed by Oblivion, they would panic, not this girl. She welcomes the harshness of Oblivion's touch. With IT's right hand, Oblivion keeps a hold of the young beautiful, but troubled young lady. With IT's left hand he grabs for a blade that is used for razors. Without any hesitations, quickly Oblivion cuts the young girl. The girl whimpers, for just a micro-second. The blood trickles down the girl's arm.[/color]*-_.~
Oblivion: You see that blood trickling down your arm?[/color]
~._-*The girl nods*-_.~
Oblivion: That is your life source. That belongs to your God...OBLIVION![/color]
~._-*Oblivion tightens his grip on the young girl's arm. IT begins to lick the girl's arm, from the cut to the rest of the blood. IT begins to suck down on the wound. Oblivion's eyes begin to roll back, into the head of Stephan Johnson. The young woman's eyes, also begin to roll back. she grabs for Oblivion's mask and wrenches on her arm, as he begins to nibble and begins to bite down. The only reaction, from the woman, is only ecstacy. She continues to moan and she begins touching her self. She begins toi make unnatural moaning sounds. Oblivion lets her go and she falls to the ground. She continues to writhe around as she continues to pleasure herself.
In the corner, Davey is seen recording two Vixen members kissing each other, then kissing him. Oblivion gets up and stomps over to Davey and abruptly grabbing him and drags him over to the throne. Oblivion throws Davey down to the dirt.*-_.~
Oblivion: Use that instrument for right purposes. I have a few things to say. I want you to record me, understand!![/color]
~._-*Oblivion sits back down onto his throne.*-_.~
Oblivion: WCF, listen up!! Life as you knew it before, has changed. There is nothing anyone can do, to change it. Your perception of what you thought was true, is now a lie!! Greenfever and Oblivion, as The Shadow Conspiracy are gonna tear through your reality and make everyone's life around here... A LIVING HELL!! No one is safe. NO ONE!! That includes, Anthony Royal, Shane Borderland, Robbie Knox, and Ethan Frost. You dumbsh*ts are our first victims for Slam. Shane, the only thing you are gonna do at Death Do Us Part, is... BLEED!! Nothing else, nothing more!! Sure, Ethan Frost and Robbie Knox are gonna be involved in your nightmare, as well. Let Oblivion make ITself very clearly, it's just not about the Television Championship. That's just part, of it. Shane, you're a fake and a fraud. You're not a "Bad Boy", you're just a scared little kid, wa-a-ayy-y-y over his head. Sure, you've been lucky. It is up to Oblivion, to show you your true potential for your pain threshold. You wanna be a big boy and play with the big dogs. Then, stand up and take your beatings like a man. No more crying. no more bitching. TAKE YOUR ASS WHOOPING LIKE A MAN!! It's time for you to grow up!! This is the big time, not some MMA event. This is a WCF Pay Per View, where the big time happens. For now, the true fun begins!!
Ethan Frost and Robbie Knox. Frost, impressive. But, that's not gonna save your ass, from the same outcome as Knox and Borderland. what Oblivion sees is nothing but three punk-ass boys. Especially you Frost. The only X Oblivion sees, is the target from inside your skull. That's where, Oblivion is gonna plant one of his big boots. Oblivion is gonna say this one time. But, of course, you're gonna be hardheaded about this and not take Oblivion seriously. Your first mistake! Oblivion is gonna have to make an example out of you. So, go ahead and talk your useless rhetoric. It won't save your ass, at all! It's just breathes, going to waste. Oxygen is something you are gonna need. When you scream out, when Oblivion is ripping your flesh away from bone. So, Ethan go ahead and make that same mistake. Underestimate Oblivion. Keep your guard down!! It will make it, that much easier, for Oblivion to win back that Television Championship!!
Robbie Knox. I understand you're not having a good time. how do you I know that. Rumors around WCF, that you don't even like yourself much, do you.... DO YOU?!?!? Rumors are that you want to run away and change your identity? Is that it? You want to run away to some tropical island and feel free amongst the natives? Like Jamaica?! What's in Jamaica? Your pride? Your heart? Tell me,.. WHAT THE HELL IS JAMAICA?! What's on THAT island so bad that makes you wanna change who you are?! You want to know what that shows Oblivion? You're scared. You're so-o-o scared that you wanna change who you are!! You sir, are a coward. And people like you, need to be put down!! Exterminated!! You're a disgrace!! A phony... A BIG FAT PHONY!! That's what you are!!
You three are pathetic!! Oblivion is gonna big like a fat kid in a candy shop! Three bodies to carve up. But, that will be tough to do in a non-hardcore match. So, that will be even more fun to accomplish!! Borderland, that championship IS coming back to Oblivion!! Hook or by crook, Oblivion is taking that championship back!! Frost and Joe or Knox, whatever you wanna call yourself, now, welcome into the WCF. Where Hell looks like a summer picnic compare to what Oblivion is about to throw upon you three. don't even think about responding back to The Dark One. Anything you three tiny pieces of insect sh*t have to say, is gonna be heard by deaf ears!! Whatever you three ladies, have to say will mean nothing! All Oblivion wants you three to do is just.... CHOKE....ON THA-A-ATT-T-T!![/color]
~._-*The Gathering and The Vixen comes slithering towards Oblivion....*-_.~
The Vixen/The Gathering: BI-ITCHE-E-E-ESS-S-S!![/color]
~._-*Oblivion grabs for the camera and says....*-_.~
Oblivion: At the Pay Per View, Oblivion is gonna put your courage to the test and give the word DEATH the true meaning, of the word. And, Shane you think your injuries are bad now.....[/color]
~._-*Oblivion just smiles with an evil grin, right before the camera goes into static. Then scene fades out.*-_.~
With Greenfever on his quest of recapturing the Hardcore championship, Oblivion is on IT's quest of recapturing the Television Championship. This time, there are two more meat sacks. Two more bodies, that Oblivion's lust for mayhem and massive brutality MIGHT be satisfied. There is glory, in pain. Self mutilation is something Oblivion is very familiar with. Pain knows Oblivion very well. Oblivion enjoys pain. Scratch that. Oblivion's fondness and devotion for pain, goes beyond everyone's comprehension. Only Greenfever truly understands the crippling effects that the pain staking craving and hunger for someone's blood and flesh. The Shadow Conspiracy are gonna give the incapacitated braindead puppets, what they want or what The Shadow Conspiracy feels want the people want. Humans are basically simple. Give them a spectacle of what the public has been secretly wanting to do themselves and that... is a public display of violence. The public fears The Conspiracy. Just like driving past a traffic accident with fatalities, the public cannot stop watching the atrocities that both Greenfever and Oblivion does.
But, what the public fears, is what the people desires the most and that is the total carnal, animal-like ability to single someone out. Then go beyond on what the "normal" human would do. Once that individual has been selected, then the hunt begins. Mind games could be on the horizon. Now, the hunt begins. Making your prey think, that they are in the clear. Give them a false sense of comfort. Blend in. Don't make yourself visible. Fly under the radar. Let the seals swim. More seals in the water, the more bloodlust will be quenched! Greed is not an option. You must be able to smell your prey at a considerable distance. Smell their fear, in their sweat. It's important to have the prey know the hunt is on. Get close enough to where, you can hear their heartbeat race. Get even closer, you can hear the mind of a person who has NO clue, on what is about to happen. They CAN sense danger is around them. By this time, it doesn't really matter. Violence is MOST definite.
Oblivion sits on his throne, as he talks to an unknown, on his cellphone.*-_.~
Oblivion: You are absolutely right! No one saw this coming!! Blood will flow and championships will be won. If that Shane Borderland thinks he's sick of seeing of Oblivion, as long as he holds a championship, he will not seen the last of The Dark One. Yes. Blood will be on your hands, as well. You will dissect that Anthony Royal into unrecognizable bloody chunks! It is time, to put fear into the hearts of everyone, in the WCF!! I agree the horrors we have produced on our owns have been legendary, but this time we are as a team! The Shadow Conspiracy is gonna show the WCF trepidation and horror!! They are gonna see sh*t they have never seen before!! Horror down to the basic common denominator. It's time to play games with these people's minds. Can you smell the fear already?! Smells sweet. Sounds good! Yea, we will converse later....[/color]
~._-*Oblivion hands the phone to one of his Vixens. The one who the phone was handed to, Oblivion grabs her arm. A small wooden crate is in front of Oblivion. On top, of the crate, are several cutting implements. Usually when someone is grabbed by Oblivion, they would panic, not this girl. She welcomes the harshness of Oblivion's touch. With IT's right hand, Oblivion keeps a hold of the young beautiful, but troubled young lady. With IT's left hand he grabs for a blade that is used for razors. Without any hesitations, quickly Oblivion cuts the young girl. The girl whimpers, for just a micro-second. The blood trickles down the girl's arm.[/color]*-_.~
Oblivion: You see that blood trickling down your arm?[/color]
~._-*The girl nods*-_.~
Oblivion: That is your life source. That belongs to your God...OBLIVION![/color]
~._-*Oblivion tightens his grip on the young girl's arm. IT begins to lick the girl's arm, from the cut to the rest of the blood. IT begins to suck down on the wound. Oblivion's eyes begin to roll back, into the head of Stephan Johnson. The young woman's eyes, also begin to roll back. she grabs for Oblivion's mask and wrenches on her arm, as he begins to nibble and begins to bite down. The only reaction, from the woman, is only ecstacy. She continues to moan and she begins touching her self. She begins toi make unnatural moaning sounds. Oblivion lets her go and she falls to the ground. She continues to writhe around as she continues to pleasure herself.
In the corner, Davey is seen recording two Vixen members kissing each other, then kissing him. Oblivion gets up and stomps over to Davey and abruptly grabbing him and drags him over to the throne. Oblivion throws Davey down to the dirt.*-_.~
Oblivion: Use that instrument for right purposes. I have a few things to say. I want you to record me, understand!![/color]
~._-*Oblivion sits back down onto his throne.*-_.~
Oblivion: WCF, listen up!! Life as you knew it before, has changed. There is nothing anyone can do, to change it. Your perception of what you thought was true, is now a lie!! Greenfever and Oblivion, as The Shadow Conspiracy are gonna tear through your reality and make everyone's life around here... A LIVING HELL!! No one is safe. NO ONE!! That includes, Anthony Royal, Shane Borderland, Robbie Knox, and Ethan Frost. You dumbsh*ts are our first victims for Slam. Shane, the only thing you are gonna do at Death Do Us Part, is... BLEED!! Nothing else, nothing more!! Sure, Ethan Frost and Robbie Knox are gonna be involved in your nightmare, as well. Let Oblivion make ITself very clearly, it's just not about the Television Championship. That's just part, of it. Shane, you're a fake and a fraud. You're not a "Bad Boy", you're just a scared little kid, wa-a-ayy-y-y over his head. Sure, you've been lucky. It is up to Oblivion, to show you your true potential for your pain threshold. You wanna be a big boy and play with the big dogs. Then, stand up and take your beatings like a man. No more crying. no more bitching. TAKE YOUR ASS WHOOPING LIKE A MAN!! It's time for you to grow up!! This is the big time, not some MMA event. This is a WCF Pay Per View, where the big time happens. For now, the true fun begins!!
Ethan Frost and Robbie Knox. Frost, impressive. But, that's not gonna save your ass, from the same outcome as Knox and Borderland. what Oblivion sees is nothing but three punk-ass boys. Especially you Frost. The only X Oblivion sees, is the target from inside your skull. That's where, Oblivion is gonna plant one of his big boots. Oblivion is gonna say this one time. But, of course, you're gonna be hardheaded about this and not take Oblivion seriously. Your first mistake! Oblivion is gonna have to make an example out of you. So, go ahead and talk your useless rhetoric. It won't save your ass, at all! It's just breathes, going to waste. Oxygen is something you are gonna need. When you scream out, when Oblivion is ripping your flesh away from bone. So, Ethan go ahead and make that same mistake. Underestimate Oblivion. Keep your guard down!! It will make it, that much easier, for Oblivion to win back that Television Championship!!
Robbie Knox. I understand you're not having a good time. how do you I know that. Rumors around WCF, that you don't even like yourself much, do you.... DO YOU?!?!? Rumors are that you want to run away and change your identity? Is that it? You want to run away to some tropical island and feel free amongst the natives? Like Jamaica?! What's in Jamaica? Your pride? Your heart? Tell me,.. WHAT THE HELL IS JAMAICA?! What's on THAT island so bad that makes you wanna change who you are?! You want to know what that shows Oblivion? You're scared. You're so-o-o scared that you wanna change who you are!! You sir, are a coward. And people like you, need to be put down!! Exterminated!! You're a disgrace!! A phony... A BIG FAT PHONY!! That's what you are!!
You three are pathetic!! Oblivion is gonna big like a fat kid in a candy shop! Three bodies to carve up. But, that will be tough to do in a non-hardcore match. So, that will be even more fun to accomplish!! Borderland, that championship IS coming back to Oblivion!! Hook or by crook, Oblivion is taking that championship back!! Frost and Joe or Knox, whatever you wanna call yourself, now, welcome into the WCF. Where Hell looks like a summer picnic compare to what Oblivion is about to throw upon you three. don't even think about responding back to The Dark One. Anything you three tiny pieces of insect sh*t have to say, is gonna be heard by deaf ears!! Whatever you three ladies, have to say will mean nothing! All Oblivion wants you three to do is just.... CHOKE....ON THA-A-ATT-T-T!![/color]
~._-*The Gathering and The Vixen comes slithering towards Oblivion....*-_.~
The Vixen/The Gathering: BI-ITCHE-E-E-ESS-S-S!![/color]
~._-*Oblivion grabs for the camera and says....*-_.~
Oblivion: At the Pay Per View, Oblivion is gonna put your courage to the test and give the word DEATH the true meaning, of the word. And, Shane you think your injuries are bad now.....[/color]
~._-*Oblivion just smiles with an evil grin, right before the camera goes into static. Then scene fades out.*-_.~
