Post by Oblivion on Mar 27, 2011 14:47:35 GMT -5
~._-*You immerse yourself in the embarkment of white light. You are light as a feather. You are drenched in calmness, as the equanimity drips from your body. Previous memories are overwhelming you. Your eternal struggle is getting stronger, as recent memories take your brain and consciousness hostage....*-_.~
Narrator: Previously, tucked away in the deepest, darkest spot in the mind of a madman....[/color]
Oblivion: Next, Oblivion wants do a spot for Sesame Street!!
Mr. Vines: NO way!! We had some freak in here earlier wanting to do the same thing! No way, pal!! You are too violent.
Oblivion: What if Oblivion tones it down?!!
Cathy: Well, as long as you tone it down. Children understands about the act of pretend. since wrestling is basically playing pretend...
Oblivion slams his large hands down onto the table.
Oblivion: Wrestling is NOT fake or pretend!!
Mr. Vines: Alright!! Alright!! Look, kid. You would tone it down, not just a little, but a lot. You have to remember this is a programming for children. Be more cartoony, than scary. Okay? Do we have a deal?
Oblivion stops for a second, then proceeds to shake Mr. Vines' hand.
Mr. Vines: We have a deal then. You fly out to New york City, tomorrow and begin taping. Remember... BE NICE!! DO NOT EAT THE CHILDREN!!
Two girls are making out on top of the conference table. There is a small vibrating sound, as one of the girls begin to arch her back.
Cathy: Alright!! Enough!! Okay, everyone out!! Mr. Oblivion please remember, this IS children programming, No graphic behavior please!!
Oblivion just sneers as he taps on the Vixen, as they continue to "swap spit". Oblivion motions to The Gathering and The Vixen to leave the room. The eerie group leaves the room.
Cathy: What a freak show that was!!
Mr. Vines: Let's just hope, everything runs smoothly tomorrow without any incidences.
~._-*What Mr. Vines, Cathy, and Dennis didn't know is that Oblivion had already booked a flight to New York City, to goto Kaufman Astoria Studios. Oblivion had used Stephan Johnson's credit card to purchase the airline tickets for ITself, two of The Vixens and only one of the Gathering. But, it was just a few days ago when a certain someone contacted The Gathering. This "mini" old friend is the one that will be accompanying Oblivion, to the studios. Oblivion approaches two Vixen girls and the Gathering member...*-_.~
Oblivion: Alright, you all better listen up!![/color]
~._-*Oblivion points to two of his Vixens. The two "chosen" are the ones who dressed the "sluttiest", These two particular ladies, have a sad and sordid pasts. Both girls ran away from home a few years ago. She claimed(s) abusive and drunk stepfather. The other girl says when she was 16, which was 5 years ago, she felt constricted by the intrusive assholes that used to be her parents. Both of them, have used their bodies to get what they wanted. Oblivion gives them "freedom of expression." So, these two girls, they choose to dress as if they are "on the job" just like any other working girl. These particular girls, are the ones, who seem to want to try harder in pleasing their "master" than any other Vixen. There seems to be a pecking order in the Vixen. The two girls who are close to Oblivion are "The top two bitches". They have packed. They left at 3:45 P.M., their flight is at 6 P.M. and it should take them maybe an hour to get there. They were advised to get there 45 minutees before the flight. They have a cushion of extra 30 minutes, for just in case. Oblivion drives them to the airport. Oblivion is using someone's mini van.
The Dark One told his Gathering that they needed transportation to get to the airport. With four of them going, the two creepy shadows had gone and delivered the "borrowed" van to Oblivion. They arrive at the airport at 5: 06 P.M. Traffic did end up bad. Oblivion is fuming! Pissed off, is an understatement. Besides, Oblivion says when IT experiences human qualities, it makes IT actually feel uncomfortable. Oblivion enjoys pain. It sounds like a cliche', but Oblivion has found solace and comfort through a lot of pain. But, if that last statement is true, then Oblivion through the many battled scars on IT's muscular body, must have found a lot of solace and comfort. All four hustle towards their terminal. The Gathering member has been out of the shadows since they left their location. The little fella is listening to his I-Pod. The little guy enjoy techno, trance, drum and bass. But, this time he's listening to Metal Techno. The Gathering member is thrashing around when he sees someone, preferably some in their seventies and older crowd. The little guy just walks up to someone, as he is listening to his I-pod and proceed to "flip them off"...*-_.~
Gathering Member: Yeah!! <heh-heh>!![/color]
~._-*When the four are seen racing in the airport, they are watched by people who seems to be surprised. Doesn't the onlookers know it is normal for a 300 pound muscular man with a split personality that has a "HUMAN" complex, to run through an airport with two girls who could be mistaken, correctly, as prostitutes. With them is a little person, who listening to techno who also has a problem with "getting along with others." With his wild hair and nearly four foot frame just chugging alone, Oblivion screams out to IT's little troupe, what seems like in slow motion...*-_.~
Oblivion: RU-U-U-UNN-N-N-NN-N!![/color]
~._-*They arrived at the perfect time, they are boarding flight 605 to New York City. Oblivion is boarding onto the flight, along with the Gathering member and the two girls, who seem to attract a lot of attention. Oblivion, of course, picked Coach seats. IT wants to feel every second of that miserable flight. Oblivion would give someone else's left nut for a screaming four year kid that kicks his seat. But, Oblivion is cursed with not always getting what he wants. That pisses Oblivion off!! Timebomb is just a few days away and after Timebomb, Oblivion won't be the one getting pissed. But, right now they are on their way to New York City, then it's off to Astoria, where they get two rooms at decent hotel rooms. It would just freak out the locals to see those four at a 3+ star hotel. They get to their seats and YAY!! there's a miserable little human, who is in a particular mood, that it would be a given to see his mother quietly reminds him that "big boys behave on airplanes." Oblivion is sitting very uncomfortably, which makes Oblivion comfortable and at ease. As the mother, of the irritated four year old boy, again tries a way to get her son "behave properly." But, the boy decides to show the seat, ahead of him, "who's boos", as he begins to stomp footprints into the seat that Oblivion. The Dark One becomes a pool of jelly, as he is in complete nirvana. Uncomfortable seating, screaming kid who is kicking his seat and the flight is a little warm. May an eighth, of the flight seems they have something against personal hygiene, as they seem to sweat out an "onion smell" from their sweaty pits.
Oblivion seems to occasionally pick up IT's head and has a look on IT's face, that IT smells something good. Smells like onion rings. Crispy. After what seems like a forever flight, Oblivion didn't want to leave the plane, after that terrible flight and that horrible kid. That kind of kid would make someone unstable enough to kill someone for a simple thing, like silence. After 20 minutes, after the plane landed the steward and the stewardess had to basically force Oblivion off the plane. He knew he wouldn't be as miserable, as he was on that flight. Now, it's time to get the luggage and go to the hotel, where Oblivion made reservations. They are now standing outside the airport when black town car pulls up. A driver, who looks like some dime-store hood, that just gotten out of the can. This guy got caught with an ounce and a half of weed. He ended up just doing half, three months. The driver, whose name is John. John needed a job and Oblivion gave him a job, a driver for The Bigger Picture. "Life is "more" than you realize." Things, that the public don't realize happens around them, daily, would make them go into hiding. The Bigger Picture helps those who can handle the truth, while the majority of the civilizations don't care to know. They just want to keep their noses to the grindstone . Oblivion can see what only a few hundred thousand, in the entire world can see... The Truth! He met someone, years ago, that sees the same things as Oblivion does. His name was Little Man Dave. He used to be dressed up like Ace Slaughter and called himself Mini Ace. When Oblivion decided to take over Stephan Johnson, putting Ace Slaughter into the sub-conscious, where Slaughter is tucked away with the rest of useless-information.
Oblivion has been keeping an eye on the new Gathering member. IT feels something familiar about the "little man". The driver takes them to the hotel, where they have the reservations. They get dropped off at the hotel, the driver stops and turns off the engine and waits. Oblivion, the two girls, and the Gathering member.walks into the hotel's front desk. The clerk, at the front desk was ruffling through some papers, as he was on the phone. Oblivion stands, patiently, at first. After watching, as Oblivion would call that insignificant meatsack, maybe a few minutes of fumbling through with papers and on the phone, Oblivion couldn't take it anymore....*-_.~
Oblivion: Would you please.... JUST F*CKIN' STOP!! We want our rooms, now!![/color]
Desk Clerk(looks at Oblivion with a rude look): Mm-hmm. One minute please.
~._-*The desk clerk ignores Oblivion. The big man has had a bad day and this insignificant piss ant wants to give Oblivion sh*t! No way, this was going down like this. No way!! Then it happens. Oblivion snaps and lunges at the desk clerk. The clerk screeches out a girl-like yelp, as Oblivion grabs him with his huge hands. The Vixens jump over the counter and immediately pants the clerk. Quickly, one of the girls, pulls out a pair of metal pliers. She walks up to the clerk and whispers in his ear...*-_.~
Vixen #1[/color](whispers):You will enjoy this.
~._-*The girl cups the clerk's "junk" in her hands and he becomes obviously aroused, then she does it....*-_.~
Desk Clerk: AH-H-H-H-H!!![/color]
~._-*He has the clerk's nuts in pliers and she is gently squeezing.*-_.~
Desk Clerk: AH-H-H-H-H!!![/color]
Oblivion: We want our rooms. Three of them. NOW!![/color]
~._-*The girl queezes the pliers.*-_.~
Desk Clerk: AH-H-H-H-H!!! OKAY- OKAY!! Here are your room keys. 135, 136, and 137. Just let go!! Please!![/color]
~._-* The girls let's go of the pliers and the clerk collapses. They go to their rooms. As the Gathering member and Oblivion get to their rooms, Oblivion and the Gathering member just stares at each other. They walk into their rooms*-_.~
~._-*The four get into the mini van and drives to Kaufman Studios.*-_.~
~._-*They walk into the studios and was approached by security. Oblivion starts getting irritated, when an immaterial and trivial executive director, the episode director, and the head writer approaches Oblivion and IT's crew.*-_.~
Executive Producer: Hello, good morning. I take it, you're Oblivion and these three are....?[/color]
Oblivion: My Vixens and this is.....[/color]
~._-*Oblivion looks at the little guy. The Gathering member winks at Oblivion.*-_.~
Oblivion: .....one of my Gathering members.[/color].
Head Writer: We want to start you with standing with The two-headed Snake. Your line is "S. Stretch out the s, sound like a snake. Then finish the word SCARY!"[/color]
Director: We will pan the camera back and forth, showing the difference between scary Oblivion and The Two-Headed Monster. what did you think?"[/color]
Oblivion: It sounds like crap. What else is Oblivion gonna do?[/color]
Executive Producer[/color](gulps): Well, you are gonna do "I'm a little teapot" with Prairie Dawn and finally you are gonna do a sing a long with Big Bird.
Oblivion:This all sounds like what fairies crap out, this hyped-up glitter crap. Cannot believe Oblivion is doing this. It makes Oblivion's skin crawl.... children![/color].
Executive Producer: Okay people, let's get this started!![/color]
Director: You heard the boss!! Oblivion walk to the stage and read the cue cards. Bring in The Two-headed monster.[/color]
~._-*Jerry Nelson, a 76 yr old puppeteer, comes in and man's the two-headed monster. Nelson looks up at Oblivion, as The Dark One looks down and gives Jerry a scary skowl. Jerry shivers, as the director screams out....*-_.~
Director: ACTION!!!.[/color]
Oblivion: S!! S-s-s-sCARY!!![/color]
~._-*The camera pans from Oblivion to The two-headed monster, then back at Oblivion. The Dark One takes his forearm and wraps it around the puppet and whips IT's arm away from the puppet, causing the knife that was attached to the arm and cleanly cuts off the two head, of the monster puppet!! Blood is seen squirting out. Children begin to scream, as the puppeteer holds up his right hand and his fingertips have been severed. Blood squirts out of the fingertips. People begin to scatter, to search for first-aid and the paramedics. Oblivion gets impatient and searches for the puppeteer for Prairie Dawn. IT found her and grabs the puppeteer.*-_.~
Oblivion: I want to do our scene, now!![/color]
The Puppeteer: HELP!! HELP ME!!! I will sing with you, just don't kill me!! Please!![/color]
~._-*The director cues up up the music for "I'm a little teapot!!" The puppeteer brings out Prairie Dawn. The puppeteer has Prairie Dawn in a little pink tutu. Oblivion sees a couple of plus size models walk past with tutus on, Oblivion grabs for one of them and takes their tutu and puts it on. Now, Oblivion is dressed in pink tutu, with ruffles and wings. they big to sing...*-_.~
Oblivion[/color]/The Puppeteer: I'm a little tea pot. Short and stout..Here is my handle. Here is my spout. When you see the tea cup, hear me shout "Tip me over and poor me out!"[/color]
~._-*Oblivion looks at the little girl puppet. The puppeteer's arm is shaking, making it appear as the puppet is shaking, with fear. Oblivion bends down and begins to talk with the puppet.*-_.~
Oblivion: Prairie Dawn. It's okay! No need to be scared.[/color]
~._-*Oblivion whispers in what would be Prairie Dawn's ear.*-_.~
Oblivion: No need to be scared. It will be over soon.[/color]
~._-*The puppet shakes, as the puppeteer's arm begins to shake. Oblivion walks behind the puppet and grabs it's head and twists it, think that Oblivion just broke the puppet's neck. But, all that did way break the wrist of the puppeteer. The puppet is dropped, as the puppeteer's hand is just hanging there, as he screams off the top of his lungs! Now, the entire studio has scattered. The Big Bird puppet is rushed past. Oblivion eyes shift side to side, as he licks his lips, almost reptilian like. Oblivion has to make a run for it, but IT makes a leaping jump and lands on the Big bird puppet, proceeds to stab the bird puppet. When the puppeteer tries to intervene, he gets a stiff backhand, for his troubles. The two vixens comes a running. they begin to put the boots to Big Bird's puppeteer, as the Gathering member begin's to bite the ears of the puppeteer. Oblivion takes out a pair of brass knuckles and proceed to pound the puppeteer's face into hamburger. Count von count walks past. the Vixens wink at Oblivion, as they jump of the Count puppet and they begin to bite on his neck. but, unfortunately, there was an arm attached to it, the puppeteer takes out his arm, it now has four puncture holes. The puppeteer's arm is gushing out blood. the entire studio is in chaos!! The lone Gathering member has many friends in New York. He called them up and they were hiding, in the studio. They all jump up and all of the little people go scattering and cause much much mayhem and chaos! The Vixen goes off chasing little boys and grown men. Bert and Ernie runs past, on fire! Parts of the puppets, are melting. Gladys the Cow has been slaughtered and Hoots the Owl has been defeathered. The human actors have been tied up, as Oblivion walks up to the actress Allison Bartlett grabs her face. Oblivion just looks at her, then shifts his head towards the camera being held by Davey.*-_.~
Oblivion: Just a few days away and I have to face that inbred redneck Johnny Reb, for the WCF World Heavyweight Championship. Did you see how easy it was to lie and get onto a television studio and kill all those puppets. Now, now, Oblivion knows a few humans got hurt, in the process. But, it had to happen!! Big Bird had to die!! From, what Oblivion just heard. Big bird just died from multiple stab wounds. Prairie Dawn didn't feel a thing. Severed her head clean off!! And that atrocity, The Two headed Monster. That thing had to die!! You know what else is gonna die, Johnny Reb's championship reign!! You might be more popular, but are the fans gonna save you?! Let's put the facts on the table!! You have want I want! you know Oblivion's reputation. Are you willing to go through Hell and back?!?! I'm sure you are, you hold the world title!! So, as Oblivion bludgeons you with IT's fists through your skull, will you be the bigger man and take the punishment like a man?!? How much pain and suffering are you willing to go to keep a hold of that championship?! Is a hunk of metal worth your career and physical health?!? Huh, Johnny?!? What was that?! You're willing to die for the World Championship. Well, since we're facing off, I'm willing to help you out!
Now, what is your choice? Do you want to get choked out, your legs broken or dropped on your head?! You could be on the end of a combo of Soultaker and Bi-Polar! Kyle Steel will announce "The winner, of the match and NEW-EW-EW-EW WCF WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION...O-O-O-OBLIVI-I-I-OO-O-ONN-N-N!!! Johnny Reb, this will be your toughest title defense in your miserable cousin-screwing career!! After it has all be done and finished, oblivion will look in your stupid little face and I will be able to say " I TOLD YOU SO!!! You cannot deal with this monster!! You're WA-A-A-AY-Y-YY over head!! Go ahead and think this as an everyday kind of defense. Win or loss, you will know you stepped in the ring with Oblivion. We have had our history in tag team matches, but this is singles match. you don't have anyone to depend on. You're by yourself, all alone!! There's nowhere to run, nowhere to hide. I GOT YOU and there's nothing you can do about it!! Wait!! Wait a minute!! O...Oblivion got something!!! There is one thing, you can do and that you can do is.... CHOKE.... ON.... THAT!!![/color]
~._-*The Gathering and the two Vixen members run towards the camera. The Vixens grab their wild black hair and screams off the top of their lungs!!*-_.~
The Vixen/Gathering member: BI-I-I-ITCHES!![/color]
~._-*Several puppets and their puppeteers scatter past. Grover is found hanging by it's own string!! Cookie Monster's limbs are found in four different corners, of the studio. Bert and Ernie were found dead from a murder-suicide. Ernie couldn't handle the fact that Bert loved his pigeons more than him. So Ernie killed Bert and then ate his pigeons!! Smearing all that blood all over himself. The Vixens and The Gathering member begin to jump on them, shredding them apart!! The horror, the mayhem, and the bloodshed!!
Oblivion: Johnny Reb. Oblivion hopes you takes this match seriously. The pain will be serious and real!! You cannot escape pain!! I know pain, personally. It doesn't like you!! But, pain is willing to make you suffer for your insubordination. Pain is willing to pay me to it's job. Pain wants to take you out and pain is willing to pay me with the World Heavyweight Championship!! You will scream Johnny and none of your precious fans can do anything about it!! Ha! Ha! Ha!! I'm willing to see what you look like from the inside out!! Wanna see what makes you tick, Johnny?! Oblivion hopes that you bring your A game!! That way, when Oblivion is presented the WCF World Heavyweight Championship, I know I have beaten you with your best!! Think about that, Johnny. think about all the pain, that made you suffer. Multiply that by 100 and you got what it will feel like, as Oblivion rips you apart! As you lay your head on your soft pillow, remember what Oblivion told you. I could be, anywhere. Under your bed. In your closet! I could even be hiding in the shadows, wait for you to come home. If Oblivion wanted to, IT could take this outside of wrestling. But, your pansy-ass will call the police! Like a little bitch!! Aw-w-w all your friends are now mad!! All the supporters and the ass-kissers, with their delusional behaviors. How could there be any other outcome, besides Oblivion kicking your ass!! Now. don't start choking on your chewing tobacco you heard that right!! Oblivion is gonna kick your ass!![/color]
~._-*With the chaos around Oblivion, The Dark One grabs the camera and screams out....*-_.~
Oblivion: Your heart might belong to the south, but your ass belong to Oblivion. Be prepared to get the ass-kicking of a lifetime and say goodbye to your championship.[/color]
~._-*Oblivion just stares into the camera, with a stone hard glare with murderous intentions. then, with one big swoop, The Gathering member jumps on the camera, as it falls. With the camera on it's side, there are screams all over, as you can hear The Gathering member and the Vixens chase after puppets and humans. the local police are there, as Oblivion, The Gathering member, and The Vixens scatter out of there...*-_.~
Astoria Police Officer: Stop!! Police officer!! Get down, with your hands interlocked, behind your heads!!
~._-*Oblivion and his friends drop their pants and flip off the Police officers, before taking off in "their" mini van.*-_.~
Narrator: Previously, tucked away in the deepest, darkest spot in the mind of a madman....[/color]
Oblivion: Next, Oblivion wants do a spot for Sesame Street!!
Mr. Vines: NO way!! We had some freak in here earlier wanting to do the same thing! No way, pal!! You are too violent.
Oblivion: What if Oblivion tones it down?!!
Cathy: Well, as long as you tone it down. Children understands about the act of pretend. since wrestling is basically playing pretend...
Oblivion slams his large hands down onto the table.
Oblivion: Wrestling is NOT fake or pretend!!
Mr. Vines: Alright!! Alright!! Look, kid. You would tone it down, not just a little, but a lot. You have to remember this is a programming for children. Be more cartoony, than scary. Okay? Do we have a deal?
Oblivion stops for a second, then proceeds to shake Mr. Vines' hand.
Mr. Vines: We have a deal then. You fly out to New york City, tomorrow and begin taping. Remember... BE NICE!! DO NOT EAT THE CHILDREN!!
Two girls are making out on top of the conference table. There is a small vibrating sound, as one of the girls begin to arch her back.
Cathy: Alright!! Enough!! Okay, everyone out!! Mr. Oblivion please remember, this IS children programming, No graphic behavior please!!
Oblivion just sneers as he taps on the Vixen, as they continue to "swap spit". Oblivion motions to The Gathering and The Vixen to leave the room. The eerie group leaves the room.
Cathy: What a freak show that was!!
Mr. Vines: Let's just hope, everything runs smoothly tomorrow without any incidences.
[-..._TOMORROW_...-]
~._-*What Mr. Vines, Cathy, and Dennis didn't know is that Oblivion had already booked a flight to New York City, to goto Kaufman Astoria Studios. Oblivion had used Stephan Johnson's credit card to purchase the airline tickets for ITself, two of The Vixens and only one of the Gathering. But, it was just a few days ago when a certain someone contacted The Gathering. This "mini" old friend is the one that will be accompanying Oblivion, to the studios. Oblivion approaches two Vixen girls and the Gathering member...*-_.~
Oblivion: Alright, you all better listen up!![/color]
~._-*Oblivion points to two of his Vixens. The two "chosen" are the ones who dressed the "sluttiest", These two particular ladies, have a sad and sordid pasts. Both girls ran away from home a few years ago. She claimed(s) abusive and drunk stepfather. The other girl says when she was 16, which was 5 years ago, she felt constricted by the intrusive assholes that used to be her parents. Both of them, have used their bodies to get what they wanted. Oblivion gives them "freedom of expression." So, these two girls, they choose to dress as if they are "on the job" just like any other working girl. These particular girls, are the ones, who seem to want to try harder in pleasing their "master" than any other Vixen. There seems to be a pecking order in the Vixen. The two girls who are close to Oblivion are "The top two bitches". They have packed. They left at 3:45 P.M., their flight is at 6 P.M. and it should take them maybe an hour to get there. They were advised to get there 45 minutees before the flight. They have a cushion of extra 30 minutes, for just in case. Oblivion drives them to the airport. Oblivion is using someone's mini van.
The Dark One told his Gathering that they needed transportation to get to the airport. With four of them going, the two creepy shadows had gone and delivered the "borrowed" van to Oblivion. They arrive at the airport at 5: 06 P.M. Traffic did end up bad. Oblivion is fuming! Pissed off, is an understatement. Besides, Oblivion says when IT experiences human qualities, it makes IT actually feel uncomfortable. Oblivion enjoys pain. It sounds like a cliche', but Oblivion has found solace and comfort through a lot of pain. But, if that last statement is true, then Oblivion through the many battled scars on IT's muscular body, must have found a lot of solace and comfort. All four hustle towards their terminal. The Gathering member has been out of the shadows since they left their location. The little fella is listening to his I-Pod. The little guy enjoy techno, trance, drum and bass. But, this time he's listening to Metal Techno. The Gathering member is thrashing around when he sees someone, preferably some in their seventies and older crowd. The little guy just walks up to someone, as he is listening to his I-pod and proceed to "flip them off"...*-_.~
Gathering Member: Yeah!! <heh-heh>!![/color]
~._-*When the four are seen racing in the airport, they are watched by people who seems to be surprised. Doesn't the onlookers know it is normal for a 300 pound muscular man with a split personality that has a "HUMAN" complex, to run through an airport with two girls who could be mistaken, correctly, as prostitutes. With them is a little person, who listening to techno who also has a problem with "getting along with others." With his wild hair and nearly four foot frame just chugging alone, Oblivion screams out to IT's little troupe, what seems like in slow motion...*-_.~
Oblivion: RU-U-U-UNN-N-N-NN-N!![/color]
~._-*They arrived at the perfect time, they are boarding flight 605 to New York City. Oblivion is boarding onto the flight, along with the Gathering member and the two girls, who seem to attract a lot of attention. Oblivion, of course, picked Coach seats. IT wants to feel every second of that miserable flight. Oblivion would give someone else's left nut for a screaming four year kid that kicks his seat. But, Oblivion is cursed with not always getting what he wants. That pisses Oblivion off!! Timebomb is just a few days away and after Timebomb, Oblivion won't be the one getting pissed. But, right now they are on their way to New York City, then it's off to Astoria, where they get two rooms at decent hotel rooms. It would just freak out the locals to see those four at a 3+ star hotel. They get to their seats and YAY!! there's a miserable little human, who is in a particular mood, that it would be a given to see his mother quietly reminds him that "big boys behave on airplanes." Oblivion is sitting very uncomfortably, which makes Oblivion comfortable and at ease. As the mother, of the irritated four year old boy, again tries a way to get her son "behave properly." But, the boy decides to show the seat, ahead of him, "who's boos", as he begins to stomp footprints into the seat that Oblivion. The Dark One becomes a pool of jelly, as he is in complete nirvana. Uncomfortable seating, screaming kid who is kicking his seat and the flight is a little warm. May an eighth, of the flight seems they have something against personal hygiene, as they seem to sweat out an "onion smell" from their sweaty pits.
Oblivion seems to occasionally pick up IT's head and has a look on IT's face, that IT smells something good. Smells like onion rings. Crispy. After what seems like a forever flight, Oblivion didn't want to leave the plane, after that terrible flight and that horrible kid. That kind of kid would make someone unstable enough to kill someone for a simple thing, like silence. After 20 minutes, after the plane landed the steward and the stewardess had to basically force Oblivion off the plane. He knew he wouldn't be as miserable, as he was on that flight. Now, it's time to get the luggage and go to the hotel, where Oblivion made reservations. They are now standing outside the airport when black town car pulls up. A driver, who looks like some dime-store hood, that just gotten out of the can. This guy got caught with an ounce and a half of weed. He ended up just doing half, three months. The driver, whose name is John. John needed a job and Oblivion gave him a job, a driver for The Bigger Picture. "Life is "more" than you realize." Things, that the public don't realize happens around them, daily, would make them go into hiding. The Bigger Picture helps those who can handle the truth, while the majority of the civilizations don't care to know. They just want to keep their noses to the grindstone . Oblivion can see what only a few hundred thousand, in the entire world can see... The Truth! He met someone, years ago, that sees the same things as Oblivion does. His name was Little Man Dave. He used to be dressed up like Ace Slaughter and called himself Mini Ace. When Oblivion decided to take over Stephan Johnson, putting Ace Slaughter into the sub-conscious, where Slaughter is tucked away with the rest of useless-information.
Oblivion has been keeping an eye on the new Gathering member. IT feels something familiar about the "little man". The driver takes them to the hotel, where they have the reservations. They get dropped off at the hotel, the driver stops and turns off the engine and waits. Oblivion, the two girls, and the Gathering member.walks into the hotel's front desk. The clerk, at the front desk was ruffling through some papers, as he was on the phone. Oblivion stands, patiently, at first. After watching, as Oblivion would call that insignificant meatsack, maybe a few minutes of fumbling through with papers and on the phone, Oblivion couldn't take it anymore....*-_.~
Oblivion: Would you please.... JUST F*CKIN' STOP!! We want our rooms, now!![/color]
Desk Clerk(looks at Oblivion with a rude look): Mm-hmm. One minute please.
~._-*The desk clerk ignores Oblivion. The big man has had a bad day and this insignificant piss ant wants to give Oblivion sh*t! No way, this was going down like this. No way!! Then it happens. Oblivion snaps and lunges at the desk clerk. The clerk screeches out a girl-like yelp, as Oblivion grabs him with his huge hands. The Vixens jump over the counter and immediately pants the clerk. Quickly, one of the girls, pulls out a pair of metal pliers. She walks up to the clerk and whispers in his ear...*-_.~
Vixen #1[/color](whispers):You will enjoy this.
~._-*The girl cups the clerk's "junk" in her hands and he becomes obviously aroused, then she does it....*-_.~
Desk Clerk: AH-H-H-H-H!!![/color]
~._-*He has the clerk's nuts in pliers and she is gently squeezing.*-_.~
Desk Clerk: AH-H-H-H-H!!![/color]
Oblivion: We want our rooms. Three of them. NOW!![/color]
~._-*The girl queezes the pliers.*-_.~
Desk Clerk: AH-H-H-H-H!!! OKAY- OKAY!! Here are your room keys. 135, 136, and 137. Just let go!! Please!![/color]
~._-* The girls let's go of the pliers and the clerk collapses. They go to their rooms. As the Gathering member and Oblivion get to their rooms, Oblivion and the Gathering member just stares at each other. They walk into their rooms*-_.~
[-..._NEXT MORNING_...-]
~._-*The four get into the mini van and drives to Kaufman Studios.*-_.~
~._-*They walk into the studios and was approached by security. Oblivion starts getting irritated, when an immaterial and trivial executive director, the episode director, and the head writer approaches Oblivion and IT's crew.*-_.~
Executive Producer: Hello, good morning. I take it, you're Oblivion and these three are....?[/color]
Oblivion: My Vixens and this is.....[/color]
~._-*Oblivion looks at the little guy. The Gathering member winks at Oblivion.*-_.~
Oblivion: .....one of my Gathering members.[/color].
Head Writer: We want to start you with standing with The two-headed Snake. Your line is "S. Stretch out the s, sound like a snake. Then finish the word SCARY!"[/color]
Director: We will pan the camera back and forth, showing the difference between scary Oblivion and The Two-Headed Monster. what did you think?"[/color]
Oblivion: It sounds like crap. What else is Oblivion gonna do?[/color]
Executive Producer[/color](gulps): Well, you are gonna do "I'm a little teapot" with Prairie Dawn and finally you are gonna do a sing a long with Big Bird.
Oblivion:This all sounds like what fairies crap out, this hyped-up glitter crap. Cannot believe Oblivion is doing this. It makes Oblivion's skin crawl.... children![/color].
Executive Producer: Okay people, let's get this started!![/color]
Director: You heard the boss!! Oblivion walk to the stage and read the cue cards. Bring in The Two-headed monster.[/color]
~._-*Jerry Nelson, a 76 yr old puppeteer, comes in and man's the two-headed monster. Nelson looks up at Oblivion, as The Dark One looks down and gives Jerry a scary skowl. Jerry shivers, as the director screams out....*-_.~
Director: ACTION!!!.[/color]
Oblivion: S!! S-s-s-sCARY!!![/color]
~._-*The camera pans from Oblivion to The two-headed monster, then back at Oblivion. The Dark One takes his forearm and wraps it around the puppet and whips IT's arm away from the puppet, causing the knife that was attached to the arm and cleanly cuts off the two head, of the monster puppet!! Blood is seen squirting out. Children begin to scream, as the puppeteer holds up his right hand and his fingertips have been severed. Blood squirts out of the fingertips. People begin to scatter, to search for first-aid and the paramedics. Oblivion gets impatient and searches for the puppeteer for Prairie Dawn. IT found her and grabs the puppeteer.*-_.~
Oblivion: I want to do our scene, now!![/color]
The Puppeteer: HELP!! HELP ME!!! I will sing with you, just don't kill me!! Please!![/color]
~._-*The director cues up up the music for "I'm a little teapot!!" The puppeteer brings out Prairie Dawn. The puppeteer has Prairie Dawn in a little pink tutu. Oblivion sees a couple of plus size models walk past with tutus on, Oblivion grabs for one of them and takes their tutu and puts it on. Now, Oblivion is dressed in pink tutu, with ruffles and wings. they big to sing...*-_.~
Oblivion[/color]/The Puppeteer: I'm a little tea pot. Short and stout..Here is my handle. Here is my spout. When you see the tea cup, hear me shout "Tip me over and poor me out!"[/color]
~._-*Oblivion looks at the little girl puppet. The puppeteer's arm is shaking, making it appear as the puppet is shaking, with fear. Oblivion bends down and begins to talk with the puppet.*-_.~
Oblivion: Prairie Dawn. It's okay! No need to be scared.[/color]
~._-*Oblivion whispers in what would be Prairie Dawn's ear.*-_.~
Oblivion: No need to be scared. It will be over soon.[/color]
~._-*The puppet shakes, as the puppeteer's arm begins to shake. Oblivion walks behind the puppet and grabs it's head and twists it, think that Oblivion just broke the puppet's neck. But, all that did way break the wrist of the puppeteer. The puppet is dropped, as the puppeteer's hand is just hanging there, as he screams off the top of his lungs! Now, the entire studio has scattered. The Big Bird puppet is rushed past. Oblivion eyes shift side to side, as he licks his lips, almost reptilian like. Oblivion has to make a run for it, but IT makes a leaping jump and lands on the Big bird puppet, proceeds to stab the bird puppet. When the puppeteer tries to intervene, he gets a stiff backhand, for his troubles. The two vixens comes a running. they begin to put the boots to Big Bird's puppeteer, as the Gathering member begin's to bite the ears of the puppeteer. Oblivion takes out a pair of brass knuckles and proceed to pound the puppeteer's face into hamburger. Count von count walks past. the Vixens wink at Oblivion, as they jump of the Count puppet and they begin to bite on his neck. but, unfortunately, there was an arm attached to it, the puppeteer takes out his arm, it now has four puncture holes. The puppeteer's arm is gushing out blood. the entire studio is in chaos!! The lone Gathering member has many friends in New York. He called them up and they were hiding, in the studio. They all jump up and all of the little people go scattering and cause much much mayhem and chaos! The Vixen goes off chasing little boys and grown men. Bert and Ernie runs past, on fire! Parts of the puppets, are melting. Gladys the Cow has been slaughtered and Hoots the Owl has been defeathered. The human actors have been tied up, as Oblivion walks up to the actress Allison Bartlett grabs her face. Oblivion just looks at her, then shifts his head towards the camera being held by Davey.*-_.~
Oblivion: Just a few days away and I have to face that inbred redneck Johnny Reb, for the WCF World Heavyweight Championship. Did you see how easy it was to lie and get onto a television studio and kill all those puppets. Now, now, Oblivion knows a few humans got hurt, in the process. But, it had to happen!! Big Bird had to die!! From, what Oblivion just heard. Big bird just died from multiple stab wounds. Prairie Dawn didn't feel a thing. Severed her head clean off!! And that atrocity, The Two headed Monster. That thing had to die!! You know what else is gonna die, Johnny Reb's championship reign!! You might be more popular, but are the fans gonna save you?! Let's put the facts on the table!! You have want I want! you know Oblivion's reputation. Are you willing to go through Hell and back?!?! I'm sure you are, you hold the world title!! So, as Oblivion bludgeons you with IT's fists through your skull, will you be the bigger man and take the punishment like a man?!? How much pain and suffering are you willing to go to keep a hold of that championship?! Is a hunk of metal worth your career and physical health?!? Huh, Johnny?!? What was that?! You're willing to die for the World Championship. Well, since we're facing off, I'm willing to help you out!
Now, what is your choice? Do you want to get choked out, your legs broken or dropped on your head?! You could be on the end of a combo of Soultaker and Bi-Polar! Kyle Steel will announce "The winner, of the match and NEW-EW-EW-EW WCF WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION...O-O-O-OBLIVI-I-I-OO-O-ONN-N-N!!! Johnny Reb, this will be your toughest title defense in your miserable cousin-screwing career!! After it has all be done and finished, oblivion will look in your stupid little face and I will be able to say " I TOLD YOU SO!!! You cannot deal with this monster!! You're WA-A-A-AY-Y-YY over head!! Go ahead and think this as an everyday kind of defense. Win or loss, you will know you stepped in the ring with Oblivion. We have had our history in tag team matches, but this is singles match. you don't have anyone to depend on. You're by yourself, all alone!! There's nowhere to run, nowhere to hide. I GOT YOU and there's nothing you can do about it!! Wait!! Wait a minute!! O...Oblivion got something!!! There is one thing, you can do and that you can do is.... CHOKE.... ON.... THAT!!![/color]
~._-*The Gathering and the two Vixen members run towards the camera. The Vixens grab their wild black hair and screams off the top of their lungs!!*-_.~
The Vixen/Gathering member: BI-I-I-ITCHES!![/color]
~._-*Several puppets and their puppeteers scatter past. Grover is found hanging by it's own string!! Cookie Monster's limbs are found in four different corners, of the studio. Bert and Ernie were found dead from a murder-suicide. Ernie couldn't handle the fact that Bert loved his pigeons more than him. So Ernie killed Bert and then ate his pigeons!! Smearing all that blood all over himself. The Vixens and The Gathering member begin to jump on them, shredding them apart!! The horror, the mayhem, and the bloodshed!!
Oblivion: Johnny Reb. Oblivion hopes you takes this match seriously. The pain will be serious and real!! You cannot escape pain!! I know pain, personally. It doesn't like you!! But, pain is willing to make you suffer for your insubordination. Pain is willing to pay me to it's job. Pain wants to take you out and pain is willing to pay me with the World Heavyweight Championship!! You will scream Johnny and none of your precious fans can do anything about it!! Ha! Ha! Ha!! I'm willing to see what you look like from the inside out!! Wanna see what makes you tick, Johnny?! Oblivion hopes that you bring your A game!! That way, when Oblivion is presented the WCF World Heavyweight Championship, I know I have beaten you with your best!! Think about that, Johnny. think about all the pain, that made you suffer. Multiply that by 100 and you got what it will feel like, as Oblivion rips you apart! As you lay your head on your soft pillow, remember what Oblivion told you. I could be, anywhere. Under your bed. In your closet! I could even be hiding in the shadows, wait for you to come home. If Oblivion wanted to, IT could take this outside of wrestling. But, your pansy-ass will call the police! Like a little bitch!! Aw-w-w all your friends are now mad!! All the supporters and the ass-kissers, with their delusional behaviors. How could there be any other outcome, besides Oblivion kicking your ass!! Now. don't start choking on your chewing tobacco you heard that right!! Oblivion is gonna kick your ass!![/color]
~._-*With the chaos around Oblivion, The Dark One grabs the camera and screams out....*-_.~
Oblivion: Your heart might belong to the south, but your ass belong to Oblivion. Be prepared to get the ass-kicking of a lifetime and say goodbye to your championship.[/color]
~._-*Oblivion just stares into the camera, with a stone hard glare with murderous intentions. then, with one big swoop, The Gathering member jumps on the camera, as it falls. With the camera on it's side, there are screams all over, as you can hear The Gathering member and the Vixens chase after puppets and humans. the local police are there, as Oblivion, The Gathering member, and The Vixens scatter out of there...*-_.~
Astoria Police Officer: Stop!! Police officer!! Get down, with your hands interlocked, behind your heads!!
~._-*Oblivion and his friends drop their pants and flip off the Police officers, before taking off in "their" mini van.*-_.~
