Post by brion on Nov 12, 2005 13:20:29 GMT -5
:inside the kingdom of rats, the lord of pain rules over all. we're back. back inside the dump. back inside a place where sanity and dreams of a better life have long been forgotten. this is misery's domain and he loves company. the bitter wind cuts like a knife as people huddle around makeshift fires in an effort to stay warm. in the background we see two large men, both wearing the masks of misery. both men stand near the throne of the man we've come to see. the man known only as misery.:
misery - fear it seems...eats away at the so called superstars of napw. in just a few days i face not one but three men who will come to know me not as misery. but as father. cook, moose and death will bear new names in my kingdom. they will be my disciples and carry my word to the farthest reaches of the world. however...they are not the only ones who will change. it has come to my attention that during my last gospel to you...it was edited by the owner of this very company. napw. he felt as if i were crossing a line. perhaps making the beautiful people at home....uneasy.
:misery laughs and as if on cue everyone else in his kingdom laughs as well. they know better and they have learned the rules of misery.:
misery - let the small people censor me and try to stop me from giving my gospel. soon, they will be saved like all the others. however my concern is not about the president of this company...it's about my soon to be three new children. aside from young cook the other two gentlemen in my match have remained silent. it does not bother me that they choose to do so...i like silent children.
:misery points over to a group of young children and each and every one of them have their mouths sewn shut. these children are shunned. they have disobeyed their new father at one time or another. there is only one way to do things in the kingdom of rats. the way of misery:
misery - since cook is the only one to have spoken up...i will allow him to keep his tongue. he will be an alter boy in my choir of pain. his name, his family, his friends...will all be forgotten once he feels the warm embrace of misery. after monday night fights he will be forever known as...baal. he will lead my legions into battle. battle against the corrupt and ignorant people who have sent me here. sent me to this nowhere place in an effort to wash their hands of me.
:misery gestures with his hand and one of his followers walks over and dutifully drops to all fours. misery places his feet atop the man's back as he continues to talk.:
misery - for the man who calls himself death i also have a name for you. however to be awarded that name you must prove yourself to me. if you look...some of my followers are still trying to prove themselves.
:the camera turns away from misery and we see a man strung up on a wooden cross. an upside down wooden cross. his arms and feet are bound to the post with barbed wire and a crown of barbed wire is stuck into the flesh of his head. he moans for mercy and forgiveness but nobody pays him any mind. we cut back to misery who is watching as his human footstool is starting to be overrun with huge rats.:
misery - for death, if you pass into my graces your name will be belial. the fallen angel. under the name of death you've done nothing. beat no one and made no impact. under my rule, the ground will tremble with your every step.
:the human footstool groans as we see several of the rats start to gnaw on the hands and knuckles of this unfortunate man. once the blood starts the flow even more rats emerge from their holes.:
misery - finally for the man who calls himself moose i have a special place for you. you will be my sacrifice to our god. you will throw yourself into the pit and give your soul to our master. you will not need a name as you will inspire the people you see around me. you will show the beautiful people in their nice homes that their is only one way. the way of misery.
:the human footstool is now covered in rats. they are gnawing on every part of the flesh that they can get to. the man is crying but he makes no effort to move. he would rather take this than upset his father.:
misery - soon all of napw will come to me. will bow to me. will pray in my name. i will change this world. one person at a time. they will join my crusade. or they will be punished. for those of you who follow me...know that i will treat you as one of my own children. for those that foolishly try and stop me. well, they will discover that misery loves company.
:we fade out on the image of a man completely covered in rats and that of misery laughing manically. in the kingdom of rats, the lord of pain rules over all.:
misery - fear it seems...eats away at the so called superstars of napw. in just a few days i face not one but three men who will come to know me not as misery. but as father. cook, moose and death will bear new names in my kingdom. they will be my disciples and carry my word to the farthest reaches of the world. however...they are not the only ones who will change. it has come to my attention that during my last gospel to you...it was edited by the owner of this very company. napw. he felt as if i were crossing a line. perhaps making the beautiful people at home....uneasy.
:misery laughs and as if on cue everyone else in his kingdom laughs as well. they know better and they have learned the rules of misery.:
misery - let the small people censor me and try to stop me from giving my gospel. soon, they will be saved like all the others. however my concern is not about the president of this company...it's about my soon to be three new children. aside from young cook the other two gentlemen in my match have remained silent. it does not bother me that they choose to do so...i like silent children.
:misery points over to a group of young children and each and every one of them have their mouths sewn shut. these children are shunned. they have disobeyed their new father at one time or another. there is only one way to do things in the kingdom of rats. the way of misery:
misery - since cook is the only one to have spoken up...i will allow him to keep his tongue. he will be an alter boy in my choir of pain. his name, his family, his friends...will all be forgotten once he feels the warm embrace of misery. after monday night fights he will be forever known as...baal. he will lead my legions into battle. battle against the corrupt and ignorant people who have sent me here. sent me to this nowhere place in an effort to wash their hands of me.
:misery gestures with his hand and one of his followers walks over and dutifully drops to all fours. misery places his feet atop the man's back as he continues to talk.:
misery - for the man who calls himself death i also have a name for you. however to be awarded that name you must prove yourself to me. if you look...some of my followers are still trying to prove themselves.
:the camera turns away from misery and we see a man strung up on a wooden cross. an upside down wooden cross. his arms and feet are bound to the post with barbed wire and a crown of barbed wire is stuck into the flesh of his head. he moans for mercy and forgiveness but nobody pays him any mind. we cut back to misery who is watching as his human footstool is starting to be overrun with huge rats.:
misery - for death, if you pass into my graces your name will be belial. the fallen angel. under the name of death you've done nothing. beat no one and made no impact. under my rule, the ground will tremble with your every step.
:the human footstool groans as we see several of the rats start to gnaw on the hands and knuckles of this unfortunate man. once the blood starts the flow even more rats emerge from their holes.:
misery - finally for the man who calls himself moose i have a special place for you. you will be my sacrifice to our god. you will throw yourself into the pit and give your soul to our master. you will not need a name as you will inspire the people you see around me. you will show the beautiful people in their nice homes that their is only one way. the way of misery.
:the human footstool is now covered in rats. they are gnawing on every part of the flesh that they can get to. the man is crying but he makes no effort to move. he would rather take this than upset his father.:
misery - soon all of napw will come to me. will bow to me. will pray in my name. i will change this world. one person at a time. they will join my crusade. or they will be punished. for those of you who follow me...know that i will treat you as one of my own children. for those that foolishly try and stop me. well, they will discover that misery loves company.
:we fade out on the image of a man completely covered in rats and that of misery laughing manically. in the kingdom of rats, the lord of pain rules over all.: