Post by Jimmy Pagan on Dec 15, 2017 0:19:37 GMT -5
Darkness… Darkness over everything.
That is how this story begins.
Darkness, but in the distance, voices could be heard. Scared, timid voices of victims and prey who thought they could stand with the false prophet of hope and goodness. The voices continue until suddenly, a hush halts the voices in the tracks. As if all impossibilities were thrown out, an even darker image emerges through the darkness. The champion of the one true reality emerges out of nothingness he centers himself on the screen. His voice echoes as if a million voices, not just one, leapt from his mouth.
“Unscripted will be an example of an exercise in futility,
See, in the main event of Unscripted there are two sides
This side is deemed evil by those who do not truly understand the meaning of the term. We fight for one cause, the most glorious cause, which is our own secular dominion over those that are inferior.
We seek the truth that comes in gold and in the triumph of wars,
The Nite Stalker.
Nite stalks face contorts, as his head rolls around his shoulders in a demonic fashion. A black bloody tar looking substance oozes from his mouth, eyes and nose as he begins to cackles again. His head shakes rapidly, and the ooze disappears. He snears menacingly, as he finishes.
“Unscripted bears a new era...
He laughs, and his jaw seemingly unhinges. The monstrous manipulator continues to laugh with legion of voices terrorizing those around them. The scared voices from before begin to scream and cry in the background, as Nite Stalker engulfs into flames, and disappears. The voices stop. We end this tale with just silence and darkness, but the warning and the threats still haunt us.
That is how this story begins.
Darkness, but in the distance, voices could be heard. Scared, timid voices of victims and prey who thought they could stand with the false prophet of hope and goodness. The voices continue until suddenly, a hush halts the voices in the tracks. As if all impossibilities were thrown out, an even darker image emerges through the darkness. The champion of the one true reality emerges out of nothingness he centers himself on the screen. His voice echoes as if a million voices, not just one, leapt from his mouth.
“Unscripted will be an example of an exercise in futility,
And of human frailty.
See, in the main event of Unscripted there are two sides
as misconstrued as the fabrication of good and evil.
See on one side, you have a death dealer, a destroyer, and a nightmare.
This side is deemed evil by those who do not truly understand the meaning of the term. We fight for one cause, the most glorious cause, which is our own secular dominion over those that are inferior.
We seek the truth that comes in gold and in the triumph of wars,
yet we are the ones that are vilified and demonized by people with ulterior motives.
These people would want you to believe that they are fighting for
something bigger than themselves, yet they stand there divided in their ways.
One always has to be more right than the other,
and anyone who disagrees should be crucified for all to see.
These people are not the monsters that have been labelled.
These people are not Karari, Jason, or myself. We don’t lie to you.
The demonic messiah cackles at this. He pulls at his hair as he continues laughing, the legion of voices cackling with him. Demonic fires flash in his eyes, as he stops. A bloody grin is now cemented on his face.
The boot of The Nightmarish Savior
something bigger than themselves, yet they stand there divided in their ways.
One always has to be more right than the other,
and anyone who disagrees should be crucified for all to see.
They lie to everyone with their false sense of superiority and morality
They steal those away from their own triumphs, to push an agenda.
They steal those away from their own triumphs, to push an agenda.
These people are not the monsters that have been labelled.
These people are not Karari, Jason, or myself. We don’t lie to you.
No, no, no, NO!”
The demonic messiah cackles at this. He pulls at his hair as he continues laughing, the legion of voices cackling with him. Demonic fires flash in his eyes, as he stops. A bloody grin is now cemented on his face.
"The ones that lie to you are the monsters
The ones that pray for everyone to conform
To their careless causes and their unhinged ideals
The ones that pray for everyone to conform
To their careless causes and their unhinged ideals
We are the heroes of this tale. We will be the ones to reign supreme
And those that pray for our downfall shall be put into their rightful place underneath
And those that pray for our downfall shall be put into their rightful place underneath
The boot of The Nightmarish Savior
The Nite Stalker.
So Donovan Basch.
Are you ready to fail, just like you always do?
Are you ready to falter, because those big muscles do little to compensate
For your miniscule abilities in the ring.
Are you ready to falter, because those big muscles do little to compensate
For your miniscule abilities in the ring.
So Melina Garrison
Are you ready to stay stagnant in your career?
Are you ready for this dead end career you have started continue into
Nothingness, as you suffocate underneath the weight of
Motionless momentum?
Are you ready for this dead end career you have started continue into
Nothingness, as you suffocate underneath the weight of
Motionless momentum?
Lastly, Austen Blackwell
Are you ready to die?
Especially for a war you are starting, that you yourself don’t believe in.
The Martyr without a cause, standing there, angry about something
Far beyond your control and comprehension.
Especially for a war you are starting, that you yourself don’t believe in.
The Martyr without a cause, standing there, angry about something
Far beyond your control and comprehension.
All three of you will fall deeper into the abyss,
As the darkness that you demonize engulfs you into an eternal suffering
That you may never be able to escape.”
As the darkness that you demonize engulfs you into an eternal suffering
That you may never be able to escape.”
Nite stalks face contorts, as his head rolls around his shoulders in a demonic fashion. A black bloody tar looking substance oozes from his mouth, eyes and nose as he begins to cackles again. His head shakes rapidly, and the ooze disappears. He snears menacingly, as he finishes.
“Unscripted bears a new era...
A dark era...
Where truth reigns free....
I will usher in this era, and with Karari Makelah and Jason Hunter behind meThere will be nothing to stop us.
I am the Demonic MessiahThe Savior of Darkness
The One True God
I am the Nite Stalker, and I am your biggest nightmare!”He laughs, and his jaw seemingly unhinges. The monstrous manipulator continues to laugh with legion of voices terrorizing those around them. The scared voices from before begin to scream and cry in the background, as Nite Stalker engulfs into flames, and disappears. The voices stop. We end this tale with just silence and darkness, but the warning and the threats still haunt us.
