Post by Oblivion on Jun 11, 2011 21:53:59 GMT -5
~._-*All is quiet. All is calm. Your own personal universe is centered. Everything is in balance.*-_.~
~._-*You just heard something. You're not quite sure, what THAT something is. But, something IS out there.*-_.~
~._-*Your eyes, which have been loyal to you for years, are beginning to fail you. You see nothing, but something IS out there. You DO hear something, but you STILL see nothing. Something IS out there. You know it, because you can feel it.You begin to feel chilly. It is 83 degrees at night, but you feel frigid. You see your breath before your eyes. Your fingertips are ice cold and the bones inside that meat sack, of your body, begin to ache. Fear overcomes you as you begin to slowly panic. You try to regulate your breathing, but your pounding heart is making that difficult. Your eyes begin to quickly shift from side to side, as you are trying to see what you are sensing. You don't see it, but you feel it. Impending doom. Death creeps closer, as the darkness begins to slowly surround you. As the void of life slowly creeps up, your pulse begins to increase even more. Your heart is pounding harder, as your breath has become more shallow. Your throat begins to tighten up. Cold sweat overcomes you. You observe your life flashing before your eyes. Then, as the predatory aura of evil proceeds to pounce, you hang on with a tight grip.....*-_.~
~._-*You're a brave little soul, as you gain the courage to look out. You hear screams, horrid screams, but the darkness is overwhelming. You take one small, itsy-bitsy step. You hear something...*-_.~
~._-*You spin around frantically, but you still see nothing. Then you hear it. You start to hear heavy breathing. Rhythmic breathing. You cover your own mouth, but you still hear the heavy breathing. The hairs, on your arms, stand on end. The hairs, on your neck stand on end. You feel cold, with the warm breeze, swirling around you. You begin to hear, what seems like children laughing, as they play. Girls are giggling. You hear the girls sing an eerie song. You get distracted by the beautiful young women, skipping rope....*-_.~
The Vixen: 1... 2... IT's coming for you. 3.... 4... better lock your door. 5... 6... IT will bash you with bricks 7.... 8... IT will decide your fate 9... 10... You'll be dead again!![/color]
~._-*The Vixen sees you staring at them. They put their index fingers to their red stained lips. They give you a glare, then they scream, right before then turn around and bolt away. Then you feel it, a warm breath on the back of your neck. You think your tough enough to handle what is standing behind you. You think your bad ass enough to prepare to defend yourself. You are prepared for whatever is behind you and you turn around...*-_.~
~._-*You breathe a sigh of relief, as you chuckle under your breath. you realized that you have been scaring yourself, for nothing. That's when you turn around....*-_.~
~._-*You come to, bounded and gagged. You are now tied up, in a chair. You are shackled, to the chair with chains and handcuffs. You struggle, but you are NOT getting away, that easy. You try to scream, but the gag, in your mouth, is preventing any kind of loud noise. It doesn't really matter, no one can hear you anyway. Then, you see IT. A monster, of a beast. Dripping with human gore. Your blood, dripping from IT's meaty hands.*-_.~
Oblivion: Oblivion is about to give you a special, private... you own individual demonstration on graphic violence.[/color]
~._-*You begin to panic, as you know, life as you know is about to change. Your legs are bouncing with fear, as a stream of urine, runs down your pants, as the wet stains shows through. You try to scream through the gag, that makes no difference to Oblivion. The madman is on a mission...*-_.~
Oblivion: Oblivion thinks your not taking IT seriously. So, IT decided a private session on physical pain, is in order. Oblivion learned a few things about pain from Greenfever. You remember Greenfever?[/color]
~._-*You were asked a f*cking question. You better answer Oblivion...*-_.~
You: <muffled sounds>[/color]
Oblivion: No? LIAR!!!![/color]
~._-*Your face is grabbed by a screaming lunatic.*-_.~
Oblivion: LIAR!!!! DON'T F*CKIN' LIE TO MY FACE!! OBLIVION KNOWS YOU REMEMBER GREENFEVER!![/color]
~._-*Your pale face looks up with an expression of confusion.*-_.~
Oblivion: Don't look at me, like that! You know who Greenfever was. You.... you f*ckin' killed him!![/color]
You: N<muffled>O!! NO!! AHH-H-H-H-H!![/color]
~._-*Your existence has now changed to a world of sh*t!! As you choke on your screams, Oblivion just clipped off your right ear!!*-_.~
Oblivion: That's right, little piggy, scream. SCREA-EA-EA-EAMM-MM-M!! SCREAM, FOR ME PHILLIP!! BEG ME TO STOP!![/color]
You: I'M NOT PHI<muffled>IP!! NO!! AHH-H-H-H-H!![/color]
~._-*You have been sliced with a straight razor! Does the sting, of the pain, feel invigorating? Does it feel euphoric?! Have you become one, with the pain?*-_.~
Oblivion: You see, Phillip, Oblivion is coming to take what is rightfully belongs to The Dark One. Not, just the Hardcore Championship. Oblivion is coming for your soul. An eye for an eye!! A life for a life!! I'm looking at one dead motherf*cker!!![/color]
You: I'M NOT PHI<muffled>IP!![/color]
~._-*Oblivion grabs your face, with IT's meaty paw and squeezes, right before IT backhands slaps your bloody face.*-_.~
Oblivion: You shut your pie hole, you stinking lil piggy!! You think you're gonna get away from mocking Oblivion?! HUH?!?! At Blast, not only is Oblivion gonna snatch that title away from you, but IT will finally make peace, with it all, as Oblivion finally hears your final breath. With, that lil piggy... you can... CHOKE... ON... OH!! WAIT!! Oblivion forgot something.[/color]
~._-*As you sit there with excruciating pain, blood everywhere, you look around, with silent panic. The end, is near and you know it. You can sense it, can't you. You knew it would one day. But, not at the hands, of a madman, the one you have been making a mockery of. Shame on you. You should of known better. But, now the fun is over, as Oblivion returns with a metal canister, that the contents is sloshing around in...*-_.~
~._-*Oblivion approaches you and takes off your gag. You scream out in holy terror....*-_.~
You[/color]:(whimpering) PLEASE!! NO!! NO!! PLEASE!!!
~._-*Oblivion just kneels down and stares at you, with a wicked smile. Watching you beg for your life. As if, that meant anything. Oblivion just stands up and walks backwards. You continue to beg as the odor of what was splashed on you has reached your nostrils.*-_.~
You[/color]:(whimpering) PLEASE!! NO!! God NO!! PLEASE!!! Please, I have a family! Oh god, please save me!!
Oblivion: Stephan, once had a family and that was taken from him. Now, all he has is Oblivion. And besides... GOD CAN'T HELP YOU NOW, PHILLIP!![/color]
~._-*As the flames reach higher and higher, as the scream begin to stop, Oblivion looks straight in the camera....*-_.~
Oblivion: Reckless Jack, Oblivion has not forgot about you!! You be a good little psycho and stay out of Oblivion's way, as your new God destroys Phillip Baines. If you want the same, all you have to do is give the word and you too can receive the same attention!! As to, the rest of WCF... all you have to do is just... CHOKE... ON... THAT, BITCHES!!![/color]
~._-*Oblivion turns the camera towards the direction of the burning body, before the camera fades out to darkness....*-_.~
crack. snap.
~._-*You just heard something. You're not quite sure, what THAT something is. But, something IS out there.*-_.~
crack. snap.
~._-*Your eyes, which have been loyal to you for years, are beginning to fail you. You see nothing, but something IS out there. You DO hear something, but you STILL see nothing. Something IS out there. You know it, because you can feel it.You begin to feel chilly. It is 83 degrees at night, but you feel frigid. You see your breath before your eyes. Your fingertips are ice cold and the bones inside that meat sack, of your body, begin to ache. Fear overcomes you as you begin to slowly panic. You try to regulate your breathing, but your pounding heart is making that difficult. Your eyes begin to quickly shift from side to side, as you are trying to see what you are sensing. You don't see it, but you feel it. Impending doom. Death creeps closer, as the darkness begins to slowly surround you. As the void of life slowly creeps up, your pulse begins to increase even more. Your heart is pounding harder, as your breath has become more shallow. Your throat begins to tighten up. Cold sweat overcomes you. You observe your life flashing before your eyes. Then, as the predatory aura of evil proceeds to pounce, you hang on with a tight grip.....*-_.~
Everything goes dark.
~._-*You're a brave little soul, as you gain the courage to look out. You hear screams, horrid screams, but the darkness is overwhelming. You take one small, itsy-bitsy step. You hear something...*-_.~
crack. snap.
~._-*You spin around frantically, but you still see nothing. Then you hear it. You start to hear heavy breathing. Rhythmic breathing. You cover your own mouth, but you still hear the heavy breathing. The hairs, on your arms, stand on end. The hairs, on your neck stand on end. You feel cold, with the warm breeze, swirling around you. You begin to hear, what seems like children laughing, as they play. Girls are giggling. You hear the girls sing an eerie song. You get distracted by the beautiful young women, skipping rope....*-_.~
The Vixen: 1... 2... IT's coming for you. 3.... 4... better lock your door. 5... 6... IT will bash you with bricks 7.... 8... IT will decide your fate 9... 10... You'll be dead again!![/color]
~._-*The Vixen sees you staring at them. They put their index fingers to their red stained lips. They give you a glare, then they scream, right before then turn around and bolt away. Then you feel it, a warm breath on the back of your neck. You think your tough enough to handle what is standing behind you. You think your bad ass enough to prepare to defend yourself. You are prepared for whatever is behind you and you turn around...*-_.~
nothing.
~._-*You breathe a sigh of relief, as you chuckle under your breath. you realized that you have been scaring yourself, for nothing. That's when you turn around....*-_.~
WHAM!!!
~._-*You come to, bounded and gagged. You are now tied up, in a chair. You are shackled, to the chair with chains and handcuffs. You struggle, but you are NOT getting away, that easy. You try to scream, but the gag, in your mouth, is preventing any kind of loud noise. It doesn't really matter, no one can hear you anyway. Then, you see IT. A monster, of a beast. Dripping with human gore. Your blood, dripping from IT's meaty hands.*-_.~
Oblivion: Oblivion is about to give you a special, private... you own individual demonstration on graphic violence.[/color]
~._-*You begin to panic, as you know, life as you know is about to change. Your legs are bouncing with fear, as a stream of urine, runs down your pants, as the wet stains shows through. You try to scream through the gag, that makes no difference to Oblivion. The madman is on a mission...*-_.~
Oblivion: Oblivion thinks your not taking IT seriously. So, IT decided a private session on physical pain, is in order. Oblivion learned a few things about pain from Greenfever. You remember Greenfever?[/color]
~._-*You were asked a f*cking question. You better answer Oblivion...*-_.~
You: <muffled sounds>[/color]
Oblivion: No? LIAR!!!![/color]
~._-*Your face is grabbed by a screaming lunatic.*-_.~
Oblivion: LIAR!!!! DON'T F*CKIN' LIE TO MY FACE!! OBLIVION KNOWS YOU REMEMBER GREENFEVER!![/color]
~._-*Your pale face looks up with an expression of confusion.*-_.~
Oblivion: Don't look at me, like that! You know who Greenfever was. You.... you f*ckin' killed him!![/color]
You: N<muffled>O!! NO!! AHH-H-H-H-H!![/color]
~._-*Your existence has now changed to a world of sh*t!! As you choke on your screams, Oblivion just clipped off your right ear!!*-_.~
Oblivion: That's right, little piggy, scream. SCREA-EA-EA-EAMM-MM-M!! SCREAM, FOR ME PHILLIP!! BEG ME TO STOP!![/color]
You: I'M NOT PHI<muffled>IP!! NO!! AHH-H-H-H-H!![/color]
~._-*You have been sliced with a straight razor! Does the sting, of the pain, feel invigorating? Does it feel euphoric?! Have you become one, with the pain?*-_.~
Oblivion: You see, Phillip, Oblivion is coming to take what is rightfully belongs to The Dark One. Not, just the Hardcore Championship. Oblivion is coming for your soul. An eye for an eye!! A life for a life!! I'm looking at one dead motherf*cker!!![/color]
You: I'M NOT PHI<muffled>IP!![/color]
~._-*Oblivion grabs your face, with IT's meaty paw and squeezes, right before IT backhands slaps your bloody face.*-_.~
Oblivion: You shut your pie hole, you stinking lil piggy!! You think you're gonna get away from mocking Oblivion?! HUH?!?! At Blast, not only is Oblivion gonna snatch that title away from you, but IT will finally make peace, with it all, as Oblivion finally hears your final breath. With, that lil piggy... you can... CHOKE... ON... OH!! WAIT!! Oblivion forgot something.[/color]
~._-*As you sit there with excruciating pain, blood everywhere, you look around, with silent panic. The end, is near and you know it. You can sense it, can't you. You knew it would one day. But, not at the hands, of a madman, the one you have been making a mockery of. Shame on you. You should of known better. But, now the fun is over, as Oblivion returns with a metal canister, that the contents is sloshing around in...*-_.~
splash. splash. splash.
~._-*Oblivion approaches you and takes off your gag. You scream out in holy terror....*-_.~
You[/color]:(whimpering) PLEASE!! NO!! NO!! PLEASE!!!
~._-*Oblivion just kneels down and stares at you, with a wicked smile. Watching you beg for your life. As if, that meant anything. Oblivion just stands up and walks backwards. You continue to beg as the odor of what was splashed on you has reached your nostrils.*-_.~
You[/color]:(whimpering) PLEASE!! NO!! God NO!! PLEASE!!! Please, I have a family! Oh god, please save me!!
Oblivion: Stephan, once had a family and that was taken from him. Now, all he has is Oblivion. And besides... GOD CAN'T HELP YOU NOW, PHILLIP!![/color]
match strike.
WHOOSH!!!
~._-*As the flames reach higher and higher, as the scream begin to stop, Oblivion looks straight in the camera....*-_.~
Oblivion: Reckless Jack, Oblivion has not forgot about you!! You be a good little psycho and stay out of Oblivion's way, as your new God destroys Phillip Baines. If you want the same, all you have to do is give the word and you too can receive the same attention!! As to, the rest of WCF... all you have to do is just... CHOKE... ON... THAT, BITCHES!!![/color]
~._-*Oblivion turns the camera towards the direction of the burning body, before the camera fades out to darkness....*-_.~
