Post by Jimmy Pagan on May 4, 2018 23:40:14 GMT -5
A dark cold apartment room, destroyed after a week of being freed of the false identities he had portrayed for months. Jimmy Pagan is found crouching in a chair, his face half painted, and glaring into the camera. His eyes reflect ominously from the light of the camera, as a sick smile arises on his face.
“Finally, I can walk in my own skin. The West Coast Bastard as he lives and breathes.
She plays the crazy part, the part of a demoness with a lust for destruction
He takes one step off the chair, as he slowly brings himself into what little light the camera has.
“She will continue her devoted psychobabble, as she tries to threaten and intimidate me
A sneer appears on the devilish face of the deranged Jimmy Pagan, as he slowly gets closer to the camera.
“She will be left on the floor, broken, cold, and alone
He puts his face right in the camera, and his demonic smile pierces through the screen, as he smash his face on the camera, and begins to laugh maniacally. The scene fades to a cold dark blackness.
“Finally, I can walk in my own skin. The West Coast Bastard as he lives and breathes.
Now that I am in my truest of forms, I can begin the iconoclasm of this company.
Your heroes and villains are all puppets to what stands before you.
I am the symbol of change for this industry, and it all begins with a pretty little sacrifice.
A succubus with no name worth speaking, for she is merely a false prophet, just like Austen Blackwell and the like.She plays the crazy part, the part of a demoness with a lust for destruction
However, whenever it has come time to prove that she is every ounce of monster she says she is
She falters, and resorts back to being the failure she knows she is.
She tries and tries, so willing to convince us that she is the lover of Satan himself, and that we will all be the play thing in her childlike rageHowever, she is merely a pawn, married into the idea of a cult leader loving her back.
She’s false just like the rest of you”
He takes one step off the chair, as he slowly brings himself into what little light the camera has.
“She will continue her devoted psychobabble, as she tries to threaten and intimidate me
But at Unscripted, she will know the devil that is in me.
That dark entity that dwells within me will rebuke her
And as she spirals through the reality that she pretends to know,
She will no longer be able to sing her siren’s song, and she shall be left just like the many play things she enjoys.”
A sneer appears on the devilish face of the deranged Jimmy Pagan, as he slowly gets closer to the camera.
“She will be left on the floor, broken, cold, and alone
Praying for her devil to save her, but her claims will come on deaf ears
And in that moment, she will understand the true magnitude of the lifestyle she so gingerly portrays for all of you.
She can make claims, and praises to something she truly doesn’t understand,
But the Devil is coming for you, little girlAnd there will be no playing when I sacrifice you with the Grand Rite.
Your soul will perish, and no entity in hell, on earth, or even in heaven can save you.
Black Days are coming to West Coast Genesis, and they all begin at Unscripted.”
He puts his face right in the camera, and his demonic smile pierces through the screen, as he smash his face on the camera, and begins to laugh maniacally. The scene fades to a cold dark blackness.
