Post by "The" Kobra on Aug 20, 2007 18:57:15 GMT -5
The Scene opens up in what seems to be a darkened wooden shack of some sort seemingly deserted as apparently a storm is brewing outsides a shimmering blue-filled window as a quick rush of lightening bolts across the otherwise stilness of the blackenned night sky and in the midst of the clouds and lightening a portion of what appears to be a blood red colored moon shining over head being swallowed by the ongoing clouds they are starting to cover the night sky with their ever so vibrant greyness as a sudden rumble of thunder can be heard coming from outside of the small shack....
The air smells thick with the fresh smell of what seems to be rain forwarning of a soon to be great storm as it shall soon engulf the lansd and posibly this small shack in it's great might. Suddenly, there is a slight dragging sound coming from a dark corner of the seemingly empty room. There is suddenly a creaking sound as something can barely be made in the darkness. As the camera peers in closer there seems to be something rocking back and forth as the lightning bolts acroos the night with the crackling of thunder closely sollowing it. In the brief moment of a surge of lightening a dark figure can be vaguely madeout in the darkness....
The Figure ~ You look in the mirror, Seeing what you've feared, Seeing what you've become, A liar, A backstabber, A fake, Yhe face in the mirror Laughing at you, Mocks you ,Eats at your pain, And you feed it,
Every day,You fake every thing you are, And it gets stronger, Soon you'll forget who you really are, Lost in the lies, The stories you've spread, The people you've hurt, You'll be the lie, And soon, You'll forget, The mirror has won your soul, The mirror is now you, And you think every thing is fine, You live this life, Until you'll start faking this self, And you may remember, The first person, The one you really are, But you'll never be them again, The mirror has all ready won, And you're nothing but a fake. All humanity is this nieve. You think everything is hard clad no strings attached, and no speacial cases as exceptions to their febal laws and theories. But in my case i see beyond the open and closed books they think we live in and can explain things. See people like this dear sweet child of The Almighty who would like to beleive he truly understands the laws of darkness and purity of evil when he indeed understands nothing of the sort accept what her own little mind can create....
The Figure then seems to go completely silent as the wind can be growing and hoiowling through the stormy filled night air as the lightning continues to bolt through the sky quicker than the blink of an eye as the familar sounds of crackling thunder fills the usually peaceful shack where supposedly nobody was vacated in and yet there seems to be a strange figure lurking in the shadows and speaking in a laverish way as the creaking of the chair he apparently is seated upon continues rock through the darkened shack and then anothe rshort glimmer of lightening bolts across the darkened night sky as the figure can once more be seen pearch upon the creakingold chair rocking himself back forth in slow and steady manner seeming to be as calm as he continues to rock he can once mor ebe heard speaking amongst the darkness....
The Figure ~ My dear sweet Child of darkness. You seem to think you understand tthe unweildering forces i am residing from. You speak the name of the Almighty whome i always refered to as Gold The Almighty and once the head of the entire universe and beyond and heading of God's great armies who had fallen into the darkness never to return to the grace again. Child....you know nothing of which you speak. It's all what you want to beleive. You think God is power? how rediculous. He is nothing but a meer speck of dust on the big picture. I myself am greater than he. I am the Almighty in which some speak of. I am The Great Beast sent down as a CURE upon all humanity as punishment for their sins against the Devine Scriptures written and asked to be obeyed and yet you sell yourself too pety creatures such as that old snake Lucifer. How pathetic are you really Boy? You would even speak that worthless peice of garbages name in my presence and insult my very integrity. You are indeed a worthless creature Corperal Punishment....a worthless creature indeed....
Once again the room goes silent for a breif moment as the wind starts to howl louder and louder with each passing second and the lightning surges and the crackling of the thuder seem to growing at a tremendous rate as the rapidly acelerate in the very feircity of the wind can be heard almost as if at any second it will rip the small little shack too shreds in it's ,mighty roar and then the creaking seems to grow even louder a slight chimmering can be heard in the background and then there is a sudden blast of lightening as it flashes the figure can be clearly madeout. It is indeed the one who challenged Corperal Punishment earlier in the week, The man they call...LORD...
LORD ~ My dear boy the things Kobra said earlier in the week were meaningless they meant somewhat of the true destiny but my dear child. Your destiny is not to beat me and such a foul creature as yourself who speaks of the name of God as if he were a God is blasphemy and an untolerible act of pathtic thiniing. You humans are all alike. You cant figure things out for yourselves so you always seek for the answers through another being.God is a scorned worthless name and you are even more so worthles sin thiniing such a disgusting creature such as him would even listen to such an even more so worthles and disgusting creature such as yourself. you and that blasted Makaveli pretend you understand the Devine, but i have some bad news for you. You really have no idea what TRUE ALMIGHTY is. and i promise....no i garentee you both i will show what the true Almighty is At The Pay-Per-Veiw as i completely consume you my Wrath of CURE and you know Corperal. Truth is all those things you mentioned, mean nothing to me, mainly because they aren't worthy enough to remember. But you call yourself a legend but i am looking at you and all i see is someone who is in desperattion to find his true purpose and worth in life and always finds he is good at nothing but being pathretic...
LORD once more goes silent as the roaring thubnder gets loude rand louder with each passing second and the wind starts to sound as if is blasting right through the small little shack and as the stormy madness continues the creaking of that old chair contoinues to grow louderm and louder with each passing moment that goes by and as the lightening once more rips throughthe stormy night skys LORD can be seen rocking back and forth in a what appears to be an old wooden carved rocking chair as he rocks with a balnk expression on his face and a calm body stance he once again starts to speak ove rthe crackling thunde rand roaring winds...
Lord ~ All the children of Darkness who has the poison of al;l humanity always try to find their inner peace by justifying as being dark or wahtever else like yourself there Corperal. When the simple reality is that you really dont understand what true enlightenment is nor do you have any idea what you are even claiming too be involved with. Corperal, I look at you and see a worthless, disgusting, pathetic shell of a creature not even worth looking twice at, because you sicken even me with your claims to darkness and you quest for inner fufillment and yet you cannot even begin to comprehend what exactly it is that you are getting yourself into and Corperal....You are also someone who seeks answers in the darkness and yet always finds his path into deeper nothingness until it consumes you whole, Just as i will do to you like the disgusting creatures you are....
LORD once more goes silent as he is shortly followed by another loud cracklwe of the vicious thunder pleaguing the lands around the small shack he inhabits and the wind can be feircely hear dripping at the shack as if wamnting to jsut at any second rip apart in it's path of unforgivin g rage as it passes thorugh the countryside. As the strom continues to grow even more so brutal by the seconds. LORD continues to rock back and forth calmly in his creaking old chair as he just stays with and expressionless look on his face as is sparingly revealed between short bolts of lightening that for a quick time lightout the darkened room and as the lightening yet again surges through LORD can be heard starting to again speak....
LORD ~ I see that my point stabnds you are a poser in the true art of the light. Corperal wants it to justify to himself that he has something he belongs to and yet he knows deepdown inside he does not belong in the lightand is just kidding himself even trying too attempt being in the lime light of wrestling and Corperal. You only claim you know the Almighty because without that beleif you wouldn't any other purpose too live and you would ahve no ther ideal too stand by. Honestly you claim to be a legend and a great and yet in my eyes you are nothing more than a lost sheep whome has no idea how too find your way back into the light of Grace and instead think you can use Darknes as your scapegoiat but you indeed are so solemnly wrong and aare just making your obvious repulsiveness shoiw so vibrantly by even trying too attempt a claim in the darkness and i laugh at all the litle attempts you using....
As LORD yet again goes silenyt the wind is starting to peal violently at the little shacks walls as they can be heard starting too rip and tear apart like the sound of flesh being ripped away from a body as iit falls prey to a preditor, The thunde ris now louder than a tank cannon firing right next too you as it booms with feirocity of what might posibly be a hurricane and yet Lord still remains rocking in his creaking rocking chair as calm as ever and as another bbolt of lightening shoots across the sky once more his face still remains blank as he rocks abuit kore and then as the walls of the shack can be heard starting to crackas he begins too speak once more....
Lord ~ See Corperal you especially are always acting liek yopu know it all and have insightwhen all it really is your just a worthless creature with no future and a waste of space in the world of the living and are just making yourself look like a total imbasule which is exactly what you are and \Corperal you dont even belong in the same sentence as wrestling because you are a big joke and are just embarrassing yourself by thinking otherwise. To be honest if you want to know what TRUE Devinity is like. Wait until The Pay-Per-Veiw when i introduce you firsthand too the true meaning of the Almighty you so pouintless claim to hold apart in and yet are nothing but insignificant fools who are just as worthless as a bubblegum wrapper is for buying yourselves a new car like i am sure you have tried in your past and all i have left to say is you have been warned...Behold The Wrath Of The Almighty....you will find that not only is Kobra The Cure but he is also my Wrath and atr the pay-per-veiw i personally will be there and show you what it feels like too have soemhtign so devine in your presence an dyou see boy i am not just Almighty....I am THE Almighty One and if you dont know me starting this sunday i will be returning too the ring to watch your match and everyone will soon rememebr who i am and a sfor Kobra......he alreayd ahs you defeated and i will garentee that my friend.....hostility oiverwhelms violent intent....HwS is coming too xVI starting this sunday.....
The Almighty has once again gone silent as he suddenly stops rocking back and forth sitting motions as the wind starts too peal away at the small little empty shack as the thunder outside is now at a roar like that of an animal maginified times ten as it rips awwayat the shack. Suddenly as if will by God himself a quick, blue streak of lightening strikes the very place where THe Almighty had been just seconds ago sitting as it catches ablaze and the scene blacks out and opens up several momenst later where the site of the shack had been seeming burned to the ground and the camera pans to the very spot where Lord had been apparentlly siiting the very moment he was struck by lightening but to everyone's amazement there was no sign of his lifeless body or a single drop of blood of his remaints and also another paculiar occurrence is that the old wooden rocking chair wasn't even darkened by the flames that had consumed the very house it sat in as the scene starts to fade a voice can be heard mutter in a low voice oin the distance but unable too makeout where it is coming from" The Wrath of God has touched this dwelling place just as it shall Touch the vile, filthy, disgusting creatures called Corperal Punishment and more vibrantly Makaveli whome shall witness the my devinity firsthand at The Pay-Per-Veiw, Fear Me, Heed Me, and away I shall lead The" scene starts too flicker away....
End Scene
The air smells thick with the fresh smell of what seems to be rain forwarning of a soon to be great storm as it shall soon engulf the lansd and posibly this small shack in it's great might. Suddenly, there is a slight dragging sound coming from a dark corner of the seemingly empty room. There is suddenly a creaking sound as something can barely be made in the darkness. As the camera peers in closer there seems to be something rocking back and forth as the lightning bolts acroos the night with the crackling of thunder closely sollowing it. In the brief moment of a surge of lightening a dark figure can be vaguely madeout in the darkness....
The Figure ~ You look in the mirror, Seeing what you've feared, Seeing what you've become, A liar, A backstabber, A fake, Yhe face in the mirror Laughing at you, Mocks you ,Eats at your pain, And you feed it,
Every day,You fake every thing you are, And it gets stronger, Soon you'll forget who you really are, Lost in the lies, The stories you've spread, The people you've hurt, You'll be the lie, And soon, You'll forget, The mirror has won your soul, The mirror is now you, And you think every thing is fine, You live this life, Until you'll start faking this self, And you may remember, The first person, The one you really are, But you'll never be them again, The mirror has all ready won, And you're nothing but a fake. All humanity is this nieve. You think everything is hard clad no strings attached, and no speacial cases as exceptions to their febal laws and theories. But in my case i see beyond the open and closed books they think we live in and can explain things. See people like this dear sweet child of The Almighty who would like to beleive he truly understands the laws of darkness and purity of evil when he indeed understands nothing of the sort accept what her own little mind can create....
The Figure then seems to go completely silent as the wind can be growing and hoiowling through the stormy filled night air as the lightning continues to bolt through the sky quicker than the blink of an eye as the familar sounds of crackling thunder fills the usually peaceful shack where supposedly nobody was vacated in and yet there seems to be a strange figure lurking in the shadows and speaking in a laverish way as the creaking of the chair he apparently is seated upon continues rock through the darkened shack and then anothe rshort glimmer of lightening bolts across the darkened night sky as the figure can once more be seen pearch upon the creakingold chair rocking himself back forth in slow and steady manner seeming to be as calm as he continues to rock he can once mor ebe heard speaking amongst the darkness....
The Figure ~ My dear sweet Child of darkness. You seem to think you understand tthe unweildering forces i am residing from. You speak the name of the Almighty whome i always refered to as Gold The Almighty and once the head of the entire universe and beyond and heading of God's great armies who had fallen into the darkness never to return to the grace again. Child....you know nothing of which you speak. It's all what you want to beleive. You think God is power? how rediculous. He is nothing but a meer speck of dust on the big picture. I myself am greater than he. I am the Almighty in which some speak of. I am The Great Beast sent down as a CURE upon all humanity as punishment for their sins against the Devine Scriptures written and asked to be obeyed and yet you sell yourself too pety creatures such as that old snake Lucifer. How pathetic are you really Boy? You would even speak that worthless peice of garbages name in my presence and insult my very integrity. You are indeed a worthless creature Corperal Punishment....a worthless creature indeed....
Once again the room goes silent for a breif moment as the wind starts to howl louder and louder with each passing second and the lightning surges and the crackling of the thuder seem to growing at a tremendous rate as the rapidly acelerate in the very feircity of the wind can be heard almost as if at any second it will rip the small little shack too shreds in it's ,mighty roar and then the creaking seems to grow even louder a slight chimmering can be heard in the background and then there is a sudden blast of lightening as it flashes the figure can be clearly madeout. It is indeed the one who challenged Corperal Punishment earlier in the week, The man they call...LORD...
LORD ~ My dear boy the things Kobra said earlier in the week were meaningless they meant somewhat of the true destiny but my dear child. Your destiny is not to beat me and such a foul creature as yourself who speaks of the name of God as if he were a God is blasphemy and an untolerible act of pathtic thiniing. You humans are all alike. You cant figure things out for yourselves so you always seek for the answers through another being.God is a scorned worthless name and you are even more so worthles sin thiniing such a disgusting creature such as him would even listen to such an even more so worthles and disgusting creature such as yourself. you and that blasted Makaveli pretend you understand the Devine, but i have some bad news for you. You really have no idea what TRUE ALMIGHTY is. and i promise....no i garentee you both i will show what the true Almighty is At The Pay-Per-Veiw as i completely consume you my Wrath of CURE and you know Corperal. Truth is all those things you mentioned, mean nothing to me, mainly because they aren't worthy enough to remember. But you call yourself a legend but i am looking at you and all i see is someone who is in desperattion to find his true purpose and worth in life and always finds he is good at nothing but being pathretic...
LORD once more goes silent as the roaring thubnder gets loude rand louder with each passing second and the wind starts to sound as if is blasting right through the small little shack and as the stormy madness continues the creaking of that old chair contoinues to grow louderm and louder with each passing moment that goes by and as the lightening once more rips throughthe stormy night skys LORD can be seen rocking back and forth in a what appears to be an old wooden carved rocking chair as he rocks with a balnk expression on his face and a calm body stance he once again starts to speak ove rthe crackling thunde rand roaring winds...
Lord ~ All the children of Darkness who has the poison of al;l humanity always try to find their inner peace by justifying as being dark or wahtever else like yourself there Corperal. When the simple reality is that you really dont understand what true enlightenment is nor do you have any idea what you are even claiming too be involved with. Corperal, I look at you and see a worthless, disgusting, pathetic shell of a creature not even worth looking twice at, because you sicken even me with your claims to darkness and you quest for inner fufillment and yet you cannot even begin to comprehend what exactly it is that you are getting yourself into and Corperal....You are also someone who seeks answers in the darkness and yet always finds his path into deeper nothingness until it consumes you whole, Just as i will do to you like the disgusting creatures you are....
LORD once more goes silent as he is shortly followed by another loud cracklwe of the vicious thunder pleaguing the lands around the small shack he inhabits and the wind can be feircely hear dripping at the shack as if wamnting to jsut at any second rip apart in it's path of unforgivin g rage as it passes thorugh the countryside. As the strom continues to grow even more so brutal by the seconds. LORD continues to rock back and forth calmly in his creaking old chair as he just stays with and expressionless look on his face as is sparingly revealed between short bolts of lightening that for a quick time lightout the darkened room and as the lightening yet again surges through LORD can be heard starting to again speak....
LORD ~ I see that my point stabnds you are a poser in the true art of the light. Corperal wants it to justify to himself that he has something he belongs to and yet he knows deepdown inside he does not belong in the lightand is just kidding himself even trying too attempt being in the lime light of wrestling and Corperal. You only claim you know the Almighty because without that beleif you wouldn't any other purpose too live and you would ahve no ther ideal too stand by. Honestly you claim to be a legend and a great and yet in my eyes you are nothing more than a lost sheep whome has no idea how too find your way back into the light of Grace and instead think you can use Darknes as your scapegoiat but you indeed are so solemnly wrong and aare just making your obvious repulsiveness shoiw so vibrantly by even trying too attempt a claim in the darkness and i laugh at all the litle attempts you using....
As LORD yet again goes silenyt the wind is starting to peal violently at the little shacks walls as they can be heard starting too rip and tear apart like the sound of flesh being ripped away from a body as iit falls prey to a preditor, The thunde ris now louder than a tank cannon firing right next too you as it booms with feirocity of what might posibly be a hurricane and yet Lord still remains rocking in his creaking rocking chair as calm as ever and as another bbolt of lightening shoots across the sky once more his face still remains blank as he rocks abuit kore and then as the walls of the shack can be heard starting to crackas he begins too speak once more....
Lord ~ See Corperal you especially are always acting liek yopu know it all and have insightwhen all it really is your just a worthless creature with no future and a waste of space in the world of the living and are just making yourself look like a total imbasule which is exactly what you are and \Corperal you dont even belong in the same sentence as wrestling because you are a big joke and are just embarrassing yourself by thinking otherwise. To be honest if you want to know what TRUE Devinity is like. Wait until The Pay-Per-Veiw when i introduce you firsthand too the true meaning of the Almighty you so pouintless claim to hold apart in and yet are nothing but insignificant fools who are just as worthless as a bubblegum wrapper is for buying yourselves a new car like i am sure you have tried in your past and all i have left to say is you have been warned...Behold The Wrath Of The Almighty....you will find that not only is Kobra The Cure but he is also my Wrath and atr the pay-per-veiw i personally will be there and show you what it feels like too have soemhtign so devine in your presence an dyou see boy i am not just Almighty....I am THE Almighty One and if you dont know me starting this sunday i will be returning too the ring to watch your match and everyone will soon rememebr who i am and a sfor Kobra......he alreayd ahs you defeated and i will garentee that my friend.....hostility oiverwhelms violent intent....HwS is coming too xVI starting this sunday.....
The Almighty has once again gone silent as he suddenly stops rocking back and forth sitting motions as the wind starts too peal away at the small little empty shack as the thunder outside is now at a roar like that of an animal maginified times ten as it rips awwayat the shack. Suddenly as if will by God himself a quick, blue streak of lightening strikes the very place where THe Almighty had been just seconds ago sitting as it catches ablaze and the scene blacks out and opens up several momenst later where the site of the shack had been seeming burned to the ground and the camera pans to the very spot where Lord had been apparentlly siiting the very moment he was struck by lightening but to everyone's amazement there was no sign of his lifeless body or a single drop of blood of his remaints and also another paculiar occurrence is that the old wooden rocking chair wasn't even darkened by the flames that had consumed the very house it sat in as the scene starts to fade a voice can be heard mutter in a low voice oin the distance but unable too makeout where it is coming from" The Wrath of God has touched this dwelling place just as it shall Touch the vile, filthy, disgusting creatures called Corperal Punishment and more vibrantly Makaveli whome shall witness the my devinity firsthand at The Pay-Per-Veiw, Fear Me, Heed Me, and away I shall lead The" scene starts too flicker away....
End Scene
