Post by mirage on Nov 29, 2005 23:24:53 GMT -5
We find ourselves in a strange and unusual place...The walls loom over us like giants, the floor is made of marble and stone and shines even though dust is almost overlapping dust, and painted on the wall infront of us...The Eye of All-seeing is hyroglyphed...We hear a booming voice as the wall slowly and noisily opens before us...
--Voice-- ENTER...
We do as we are told...As we enter a large room not at all different from the last, the voice continues...
--Vioce-- SIT...YOU ARE WELCOME TO KEEP QUIET...THE MASTER WILL BE WITH YOU SHORTLY...
We sit on marble chairs which cave as we sit in them...as we sink into the comfortable marble chairs, the wall infront of us opens...
Now...
We are in the Domain of the man known only as Mirage...his eyes glow so white its too frightening to look at for long periods of time...
--Mirage-- Black Thursday...so many will fall at my feet...The Immortal, Khaos, The Nightmare, The Crusher, The Minstrel, Rex Caliber, Joey Malone, all of them...
Mirage moves closer to the camera...
--Mirage-- People do not believe in me...I have chosen to live with it...but one person I am so looking forward to seeing losing on Black Thursday...is not who you think I am going to say...Misery...no...
Mirage smiles the sick, cold, evil smile we're all too used to...
--Mirage-- How did I know? That is for me to know and for you to find out...I wish for J.C. Cook to taste the dirt this Thursday...I wish for Misery to beat the life right out of him...And what Mirage wants...he usually gets...
The man known only as Mirage sits behind his desk...he takes his mask off...Revealing his beaten, bruised, burnt, horrible accident of a face...
--Mirage-- Look into my eyes...look at my face...Is this the face you think will stand to lose one more match? I assure you...it will not happen...you can be sure of that...
Mirage puts his head in his hands, and laughs an almost echoing meniacle laughter as the lights fade to black...
--Voice-- ENTER...
We do as we are told...As we enter a large room not at all different from the last, the voice continues...
--Vioce-- SIT...YOU ARE WELCOME TO KEEP QUIET...THE MASTER WILL BE WITH YOU SHORTLY...
We sit on marble chairs which cave as we sit in them...as we sink into the comfortable marble chairs, the wall infront of us opens...
Now...
We are in the Domain of the man known only as Mirage...his eyes glow so white its too frightening to look at for long periods of time...
--Mirage-- Black Thursday...so many will fall at my feet...The Immortal, Khaos, The Nightmare, The Crusher, The Minstrel, Rex Caliber, Joey Malone, all of them...
Mirage moves closer to the camera...
--Mirage-- People do not believe in me...I have chosen to live with it...but one person I am so looking forward to seeing losing on Black Thursday...is not who you think I am going to say...Misery...no...
Mirage smiles the sick, cold, evil smile we're all too used to...
--Mirage-- How did I know? That is for me to know and for you to find out...I wish for J.C. Cook to taste the dirt this Thursday...I wish for Misery to beat the life right out of him...And what Mirage wants...he usually gets...
The man known only as Mirage sits behind his desk...he takes his mask off...Revealing his beaten, bruised, burnt, horrible accident of a face...
--Mirage-- Look into my eyes...look at my face...Is this the face you think will stand to lose one more match? I assure you...it will not happen...you can be sure of that...
Mirage puts his head in his hands, and laughs an almost echoing meniacle laughter as the lights fade to black...