Post by crowley on Aug 11, 2011 12:15:28 GMT -4
The camera enters into a darkly lit and ominously red room. As the camera pans around the room there are shown to be disturbing paintings on the walls of people being crucified or being tortured by Satanic looking creatures in the depths of Hell. The camera then reveals a large fire place with a mantelpiece above it, on which is a large decanter of mysterious red liquid that the flames just about reveal. Suddenly though a slight creaking noise is heard from behind the camera and as the camera pans around suddenly, a large man is revealed sitting very upright in a high back chair. The man is wearing a full Victorian suit and has a large top hat which is covering much of his face. He sits their motionless for a few moments before in a strong British accent begins to speak.
Man: So this is the next God forsaken place in which I shall be making an impact. For those of you mere mortals who have not yet had the experience of seeing myself in action, I am Mr Crowley, Satan’s trusted servant, the agent of darkness in this mortal world.
Mr Crowley steps out of the chair to stand up and show off his size in the room as he towers over the camera man and he walks over to the mantelpiece. Crowley then taking a goblet from a cabinet to the side of the room fills it with the red liquid and takes a sip before beginning to speak again.
Crowley: For many years, many men have attempted to end my legacy and send me back to the Underworld from where I originate, and each and every time I have returned stronger and more dangerous. I have suffered broken bones, I have been assaulted by an entire roster and I have been burnt inside a coffin, and yet I still stand before you people today as powerful as the day I first set foot into an arena. The only difference between the two events in fact is that now I have a chance to destroy some true legends of the wrestling in this company. Whereas formally I preyed on the weak and those who tried to obey what the fans wanted them to do, I now plan to destroy any who stand in my way. Whether they be man or woman, old or young, good or evil, no-one is now safe in this company now that I have arrived and I will show no mercy as I rid this company of the scum that lies within it, until I have achieved overall control and have gained all that is rightfully mine from within the confines of these walls.
My true Master has informed me that within this company there will be many challengers who attempt to topple me in my quest for complete destruction, men who are deluded enough that they believe that they can stop me completing my quest, but before these supposed conquerors begin to attack I will give them some simple words of warning. It doesn’t matter how strong you believe yourself to be, or how big of an army you can build yourself to lay siege against myself and my master’s kingdom, you will never have enough power to destroy me permanently. You may well be able to subdue and if you are both strong and lucky enough you may even be able to send me away back to burning fires of Beelzebub lair. However once I am there, do you honestly think that I will not ensure that once I am free again, I will not come after you until the day that I finally have the chance to ensure that you go through mental and physical torment I was put through because of you. I hope for your sakes that that thought passes through your head on that ill fated day that the thought to attempt to take down Lucifer’s demon on Earth.
But it seems that one fool has already decided that he wants to take me down from the beginning. That unfortunate soul is one, Romeo Damascus. Now my fellow demon’s of the Underworld and countless more mortals of this company have informed me of how long this supposed “dark artist” has supposedly been dominating people for, and how violent and merciless he has been throughout his entire life. Well as dangerous as you may seem to them Romeo, I needn’t remind you of my credentials yet again. I have dominated and destroyed those that were supposedly unstoppable. I have taken the darkest and most sadistic on this Earth and turned them into quivering wrecks who are barely able to leave their decaying houses as they fear that I shall be waiting for them on the outside. Apparently you have a violent temper and in the past that has caused you to target and harm many men and women. All that says to me is that you have yet another weakness that is clear to me, your inability to control those human emotions of yours. Whereas I am cold and ruthless when I fight with someone, you take it personally in all of your encounters. This may work on your common man that you fight with, as he has neither the strength nor the brain to be able to compete with you, however I am not your common opponent that you have encountered before. I will take that hate inside of you and I will play it against you in any way I see fit. Whether it be helping to cause you great harm, whether it be causing you to make irrational decisions in the match or maybe I will just play the puppet master in our match and watch as you fight with both myself and your own emotions, before I decide to cut the chords and watch you tumble down to the mat. Romeo, all that your past has done for you is made you the perfect target to send to my master so he can play with your poor and unfortunate soul and subject you to sadistic and unimaginable eternal torment.
Romeo Damascus, heed my words as they shall be some of the last that your living body shall ever here.
Welcome to Hell.
Mr Crowley lets out a demonic laugh as the fire seems to roar up as he finishes the sentence and the room glows a brighter red. Mr Crowley then lowers his head again and a vague sadistic smile can just be seen across the visible part of his face, as he takes another sip of the crimson liquid, before he throws the rest of the contents of the goblet onto the fire, which at first lets off a brief hiss before the fire starts to die down, and the last thing seen before the room is plunged into darkness is just the goblet sitting on top of the mantelpiece with no sign of occupants in the room.
Man: So this is the next God forsaken place in which I shall be making an impact. For those of you mere mortals who have not yet had the experience of seeing myself in action, I am Mr Crowley, Satan’s trusted servant, the agent of darkness in this mortal world.
Mr Crowley steps out of the chair to stand up and show off his size in the room as he towers over the camera man and he walks over to the mantelpiece. Crowley then taking a goblet from a cabinet to the side of the room fills it with the red liquid and takes a sip before beginning to speak again.
Crowley: For many years, many men have attempted to end my legacy and send me back to the Underworld from where I originate, and each and every time I have returned stronger and more dangerous. I have suffered broken bones, I have been assaulted by an entire roster and I have been burnt inside a coffin, and yet I still stand before you people today as powerful as the day I first set foot into an arena. The only difference between the two events in fact is that now I have a chance to destroy some true legends of the wrestling in this company. Whereas formally I preyed on the weak and those who tried to obey what the fans wanted them to do, I now plan to destroy any who stand in my way. Whether they be man or woman, old or young, good or evil, no-one is now safe in this company now that I have arrived and I will show no mercy as I rid this company of the scum that lies within it, until I have achieved overall control and have gained all that is rightfully mine from within the confines of these walls.
My true Master has informed me that within this company there will be many challengers who attempt to topple me in my quest for complete destruction, men who are deluded enough that they believe that they can stop me completing my quest, but before these supposed conquerors begin to attack I will give them some simple words of warning. It doesn’t matter how strong you believe yourself to be, or how big of an army you can build yourself to lay siege against myself and my master’s kingdom, you will never have enough power to destroy me permanently. You may well be able to subdue and if you are both strong and lucky enough you may even be able to send me away back to burning fires of Beelzebub lair. However once I am there, do you honestly think that I will not ensure that once I am free again, I will not come after you until the day that I finally have the chance to ensure that you go through mental and physical torment I was put through because of you. I hope for your sakes that that thought passes through your head on that ill fated day that the thought to attempt to take down Lucifer’s demon on Earth.
But it seems that one fool has already decided that he wants to take me down from the beginning. That unfortunate soul is one, Romeo Damascus. Now my fellow demon’s of the Underworld and countless more mortals of this company have informed me of how long this supposed “dark artist” has supposedly been dominating people for, and how violent and merciless he has been throughout his entire life. Well as dangerous as you may seem to them Romeo, I needn’t remind you of my credentials yet again. I have dominated and destroyed those that were supposedly unstoppable. I have taken the darkest and most sadistic on this Earth and turned them into quivering wrecks who are barely able to leave their decaying houses as they fear that I shall be waiting for them on the outside. Apparently you have a violent temper and in the past that has caused you to target and harm many men and women. All that says to me is that you have yet another weakness that is clear to me, your inability to control those human emotions of yours. Whereas I am cold and ruthless when I fight with someone, you take it personally in all of your encounters. This may work on your common man that you fight with, as he has neither the strength nor the brain to be able to compete with you, however I am not your common opponent that you have encountered before. I will take that hate inside of you and I will play it against you in any way I see fit. Whether it be helping to cause you great harm, whether it be causing you to make irrational decisions in the match or maybe I will just play the puppet master in our match and watch as you fight with both myself and your own emotions, before I decide to cut the chords and watch you tumble down to the mat. Romeo, all that your past has done for you is made you the perfect target to send to my master so he can play with your poor and unfortunate soul and subject you to sadistic and unimaginable eternal torment.
Romeo Damascus, heed my words as they shall be some of the last that your living body shall ever here.
Welcome to Hell.
Mr Crowley lets out a demonic laugh as the fire seems to roar up as he finishes the sentence and the room glows a brighter red. Mr Crowley then lowers his head again and a vague sadistic smile can just be seen across the visible part of his face, as he takes another sip of the crimson liquid, before he throws the rest of the contents of the goblet onto the fire, which at first lets off a brief hiss before the fire starts to die down, and the last thing seen before the room is plunged into darkness is just the goblet sitting on top of the mantelpiece with no sign of occupants in the room.