Post by @xL on Oct 18, 2007 12:34:21 GMT -5
[The screen... black.]
[Till one word appears in the middle of the sheet of darkness... one word, in crimson red...]
"Truth."
["Death After Life" by The Rolling Tomb Stones plays in the background, as images of blood... guts... sin... slaughter... and a few images of really scary clowns, all meld into one terrifyingly... terrifying kaleidescope.]
[As the music continues, becoming louder as the video goes along, the images are replaced with one more word...]
"Is..."
[As "Death After Life" roars onward, the camera opens to a dark, damp cemetary, in the midst of a rainstorm over the city of Nowhere. The city's mayor, Axl, sits upon a single tombstone, seperated from the rest by rusty fencing... and as the camera begins to zoom in a bit closer, we find out why this particular grave has been given special treatment. For it is the grave of the former mayor, Axl's father, Vince McMotleyCrue. Axl sits with his legs crossed atop the stone, his arms folded upon them, and his head bowed. To his new attire, the self-proclaimed "savior" of BoB has added a custom trenchcoat; jet black, with hot pink flames stitched into the sleeve cuffs. His shirt, normally presenting the words "I Am", today reads - "Believe."]
"S... M... P."
"..."
"Three letters, when strewn together into an acronym, curdle my blood. S... M... P."
"Sil... we meet again."
"... As the circle of life cycles from life... to death... Giving new life... Giving new death... so does the circle... of hatred. A circle, at one time filled with heated glares... deadly silence... battles upon battles... and then, bringing together alliances bound by common enemies... and common goals. It's time that I put aside my paltry feelings of contempt... it's time that I step up and be the bigger man. It's time... to make amends. It's time to do what I never thought I would, and to ask someone I never, in my wildest dreams, thought I would ask, to put aside our differences... and to fight. ... Together. So, I guess what I'm trying to say is..."
[Axl removes his gaze from a slug slithering across the mildewed grass... to glare, eyes focused on the camera's lens... and one entity, on the other side.]
"Death..."
"I've got your back."
"I know what you're saying, Big Bony. You're saying to yourself... why? Why would you, the Grim Reaper, the Million Dollar Entity, the Death there is, was, and ever WILL be... why YOU, of ALL people, need some "jobber to the stars" such as myself to have his back?"
"Well, Deathy-poo... it's actually quite simple... babe."
"SMP... well... he despises me. I can't really put it any other way. The man DETESTS me. Everything about me, everything to do with me, everything I've done here in the glorious land of BoB. Why does that benefit you? That is equally simple. I hate the man just as much as he hates me. And when we step into the ring at 'Massively Cool'... well, things are going to be a bit different than my "partner" more than likely has come to believe. Because before the event kicks off, I'm going to bring up a few matters of business to Big Boss. And one of those things?"
"Just a few ideas I have for our match. I hope the three of you get just as much of a kick out of it as I do..."
"Because, Truth Is? I do what I do, not for me, but for the fans, as well as the stars of BoB."
"Because, Truth Is? This company NEEDS a savior... and Truth Is?"
[Suddenly, the camera cuts out... before cutting back in, very quickly, to the back of Axl's coat... showing of a skull and crossbones, and two, very familiar, words;]
"I Am..."
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[Till one word appears in the middle of the sheet of darkness... one word, in crimson red...]
"Truth."
["Death After Life" by The Rolling Tomb Stones plays in the background, as images of blood... guts... sin... slaughter... and a few images of really scary clowns, all meld into one terrifyingly... terrifying kaleidescope.]
[As the music continues, becoming louder as the video goes along, the images are replaced with one more word...]
"Is..."
[As "Death After Life" roars onward, the camera opens to a dark, damp cemetary, in the midst of a rainstorm over the city of Nowhere. The city's mayor, Axl, sits upon a single tombstone, seperated from the rest by rusty fencing... and as the camera begins to zoom in a bit closer, we find out why this particular grave has been given special treatment. For it is the grave of the former mayor, Axl's father, Vince McMotleyCrue. Axl sits with his legs crossed atop the stone, his arms folded upon them, and his head bowed. To his new attire, the self-proclaimed "savior" of BoB has added a custom trenchcoat; jet black, with hot pink flames stitched into the sleeve cuffs. His shirt, normally presenting the words "I Am", today reads - "Believe."]
"S... M... P."
"..."
"Three letters, when strewn together into an acronym, curdle my blood. S... M... P."
"Sil... we meet again."
"... As the circle of life cycles from life... to death... Giving new life... Giving new death... so does the circle... of hatred. A circle, at one time filled with heated glares... deadly silence... battles upon battles... and then, bringing together alliances bound by common enemies... and common goals. It's time that I put aside my paltry feelings of contempt... it's time that I step up and be the bigger man. It's time... to make amends. It's time to do what I never thought I would, and to ask someone I never, in my wildest dreams, thought I would ask, to put aside our differences... and to fight. ... Together. So, I guess what I'm trying to say is..."
[Axl removes his gaze from a slug slithering across the mildewed grass... to glare, eyes focused on the camera's lens... and one entity, on the other side.]
"Death..."
"I've got your back."
"I know what you're saying, Big Bony. You're saying to yourself... why? Why would you, the Grim Reaper, the Million Dollar Entity, the Death there is, was, and ever WILL be... why YOU, of ALL people, need some "jobber to the stars" such as myself to have his back?"
"Well, Deathy-poo... it's actually quite simple... babe."
"SMP... well... he despises me. I can't really put it any other way. The man DETESTS me. Everything about me, everything to do with me, everything I've done here in the glorious land of BoB. Why does that benefit you? That is equally simple. I hate the man just as much as he hates me. And when we step into the ring at 'Massively Cool'... well, things are going to be a bit different than my "partner" more than likely has come to believe. Because before the event kicks off, I'm going to bring up a few matters of business to Big Boss. And one of those things?"
"Just a few ideas I have for our match. I hope the three of you get just as much of a kick out of it as I do..."
"Because, Truth Is? I do what I do, not for me, but for the fans, as well as the stars of BoB."
"Because, Truth Is? This company NEEDS a savior... and Truth Is?"
[Suddenly, the camera cuts out... before cutting back in, very quickly, to the back of Axl's coat... showing of a skull and crossbones, and two, very familiar, words;]
"I Am..."
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