Post by Jimmy Pagan on Jul 14, 2018 21:54:01 GMT -5
Darkness falls.
It encloses itself on a broken house, owned by a broken man. The steady decay of this place, similar to the rotting corpse that is the memory of James Pridmore. Light does not enter, hope does not survive. This is a home for the despised and the demented. This is the lair of all that is wicked and unholy.
A steady tapping of footsteps is heard, but nothing is there. Voices begin to grow louder, crying out to whatever is beyond our sight. They scream obscenities and blasphemies, either warning the viewer to run, or letting us know it’s too late. The voices grow even louder, screaming and yelling, because they know, it is too late. The voices are instantly silenced, and the footsteps stop, as Jimmy Pagan appears from out of thin air. His face looks distorted and horrifying, but it slowly forms into his face completely.
He sneers at the camera.
“I can tell you don’t pay attention to things that are going on around here, Kimo.
He smiles, as his head begins to twitch spastically. Voices grow louder for a second, as his breathing becomes equally erratic to the shaking of his head. He grabs his head, and the voices and shaking stops. He looks back into the camera with an intense stare.
“You have come to West Coast Genesis,
Pagan begins to laugh maniacally, as a chorus of demonic voices join in. Jimmy grabs his head, and slowly collapses to the floor. The faces of the devils behind him begin to slowly come into focus, as circle around in the darkness.
Suddenly, Jimmy is back standing, like nothing ever happened. He gives the camera a devilish smirk.
“I’m not here for a statement
A cool silence comes across the dark, desolate house. Jimmy pauses, his eyes turn red, and then to black. Ooze begins to fall from his eyes, as a big red cross paints itself on his face. His jaw drops to an almost unhinged length, as a strange guttural noise comes from him. It slowly turns into a laugh, but before it can increase too much, it stops.
The ooze climbs back up his face, and into his eyes, as the cross disappears, and his eyes return to normal.
“I have been given a purpose far beyond you
It encloses itself on a broken house, owned by a broken man. The steady decay of this place, similar to the rotting corpse that is the memory of James Pridmore. Light does not enter, hope does not survive. This is a home for the despised and the demented. This is the lair of all that is wicked and unholy.
A steady tapping of footsteps is heard, but nothing is there. Voices begin to grow louder, crying out to whatever is beyond our sight. They scream obscenities and blasphemies, either warning the viewer to run, or letting us know it’s too late. The voices grow even louder, screaming and yelling, because they know, it is too late. The voices are instantly silenced, and the footsteps stop, as Jimmy Pagan appears from out of thin air. His face looks distorted and horrifying, but it slowly forms into his face completely.
He sneers at the camera.
“I can tell you don’t pay attention to things that are going on around here, Kimo.
I can tell that you still think that this is just another match
And that I am just another guy.
You crack jokes at me, and fellating your own ego.You do this, because of your own ignorance.
You do this, because like a sheep,
NOLike a child,
You toddle around this profession with no real direction.
You think that because you were something in some other company,
That I should fear you
But you have this all wrong, KimoI don’t fear you
I pity you.
I pity you, Kimo
Because for all the bravadoAnd the long winded speech about why you think you are in this match,
You still don’t see the bigger picture.
You are blind to your own insignificance
And your own incompetence,
That you don’t truly see why you will fail at Hype.”He smiles, as his head begins to twitch spastically. Voices grow louder for a second, as his breathing becomes equally erratic to the shaking of his head. He grabs his head, and the voices and shaking stops. He looks back into the camera with an intense stare.
“You have come to West Coast Genesis,
The birthplace of The Bastard Era
Because you have found yourself fallingDeeper and deeper into the abyss of obscurity
You have found yourself falling
From wherever it is that you were before hereAnd your decaying body fell upon my altar
Sure, you’ve done your best to try and keep yourself afloat,But you can’t seem to understand why
Why the ‘emo clown’ who’s ‘therapist abandoned’ him
Is a bigger name with a bigger spotlight
Than the so called savage that is supposed to bring ‘gimmicks’ back to reality.You can’t understand it, but you will.
At Hype, you will finally understand the reality you live in
Is my reality
You will finally understand the company you work for
Is my company
Those fans are my disciples
That ring is my altarAnd you
like the rest of the roster
Are my sacrifice”Pagan begins to laugh maniacally, as a chorus of demonic voices join in. Jimmy grabs his head, and slowly collapses to the floor. The faces of the devils behind him begin to slowly come into focus, as circle around in the darkness.
Suddenly, Jimmy is back standing, like nothing ever happened. He gives the camera a devilish smirk.
“I’m not here for a statement
I’m not here for your respect
Or the respect of others
I’m not even concerned with whether or not I am taken seriously
I’m here to tear the heavens from the sky
By destroying the very constructs that hold them up.I am here to end the vilification of those who have freed themselves of their shackles
And persecute the hypocrisy of heroes.
I’m not here for your ultimatums, Kimo
I am hereSo I can baptize this world in the blood of the damned
And lead those bastardized by this world
To the promised land.”A cool silence comes across the dark, desolate house. Jimmy pauses, his eyes turn red, and then to black. Ooze begins to fall from his eyes, as a big red cross paints itself on his face. His jaw drops to an almost unhinged length, as a strange guttural noise comes from him. It slowly turns into a laugh, but before it can increase too much, it stops.
The ooze climbs back up his face, and into his eyes, as the cross disappears, and his eyes return to normal.
“I have been given a purpose far beyond you
I have goals that go far beyond you
Everything I do, is far beyond you
And anything you think you stand for
or believe in.
or believe in.
I am the one that will bring this company to a new era
An Era of Bastards
My earth has been cultivated
My seeds have been planted
Now it is time to reap the fruits of my labor.
Kimo
Poor soul
Your time is up
And your gods have forsaken you because of it.
Hype will be the beginning of your end
As I continue to march toward my beautiful tomorrow"
A wicked smile comes across the face of he who is Godless.
"I'll see you soon
"I'll see you soon
Maybe I'll pray for you"
Jimmy begins to laugh maniacally, as the darkness slowly swallows him. His voice, along with his legion of demons, slowly fade away into the night.
Jimmy begins to laugh maniacally, as the darkness slowly swallows him. His voice, along with his legion of demons, slowly fade away into the night.