Post by Amanda Nathan on Jul 4, 2013 14:18:24 GMT -4
The bowls of the EVPW arena is where the camera cuts while everyone else is making merry for the first EVPW Pay Per View. Genesis is about two matches in and a dark figure resides in the dimly lit boiler room. A small cage is seen sitting on a wooden stool and the figure hovers over it running it's digits over the top of it.
"Like the sands through an 'ourglass these misguided puppets dance on their strings. They are so blissfully unaware that the master, the father, the Alpha and Omega has plans for them all... And that the mother 'as 'er own tricks ready to be dealt out at my next convenience."
The voice hints at who is doing the talking and The Mistress of Macabre lets out a soft giggle. She snatches a fly from the air and locks it into the small prison of what looks like a gigantic tarantula.
"O' my dear sweet Esmarelda... Those fools up there 'ave no idea the 'ell that is about to be unleashed on them... But the mother knows... The mother knows everything... I 'ave seen it first 'and..."
EVPW's Queen of New Age Queen of Extreme lets out a blood curdling scream as she tosses her head back. She slowly turns her attention back to her pet, hair covering her delicate features.
"The beginning of the end is at 'and Esmarelda... And I will take so much pleasure in watching the cattle fall prey to the wolves... Watching the slaughter of innocence and the rise of depravity... Their screams will be music to my ears... A symphonic song of pestilence and anguish... Oh the sweet music sings to my core..."
Mrs. Nathan pauses for a moment, lightly tugging at her hair as she imagines how the dark melody is going to wash over her like a bath of blood. The arachnid in the cage lifts it's front limbs and sways from side to side.
"You 'ear it too don't you my sweet Emarelda... Soon my pet... Soon you will 'ave all the decaying souls of this pitiful place that your 'eart desires... On bended knee they will call to their precious savior to save them, but the only one who will 'ear their sodding pleading will be the dark master 'imself... Their deafening screams of pain and terror shall give 'im the strength 'e needs to complete the task at 'and... Soon..."
She runs her fingers over the side of the cage and lets the spider's legs brush against her digits.
"Mmmm... MMMM... MMM... Oh oh Death... Oh oh Death... No wealth, no ruin, no silver, no gold... Nothing will satisfy me, but your soul... Oh oh Death... When God is gone and the devil takes 'old... Who'll 'ave mercy on your soul? Oh oh Death... Oh oh Death..."
All fades to black as the dark, but cheerful laughter of The Devil's Favorite Reject fills the air.
EOT
"Like the sands through an 'ourglass these misguided puppets dance on their strings. They are so blissfully unaware that the master, the father, the Alpha and Omega has plans for them all... And that the mother 'as 'er own tricks ready to be dealt out at my next convenience."
The voice hints at who is doing the talking and The Mistress of Macabre lets out a soft giggle. She snatches a fly from the air and locks it into the small prison of what looks like a gigantic tarantula.
"O' my dear sweet Esmarelda... Those fools up there 'ave no idea the 'ell that is about to be unleashed on them... But the mother knows... The mother knows everything... I 'ave seen it first 'and..."
EVPW's Queen of New Age Queen of Extreme lets out a blood curdling scream as she tosses her head back. She slowly turns her attention back to her pet, hair covering her delicate features.
"The beginning of the end is at 'and Esmarelda... And I will take so much pleasure in watching the cattle fall prey to the wolves... Watching the slaughter of innocence and the rise of depravity... Their screams will be music to my ears... A symphonic song of pestilence and anguish... Oh the sweet music sings to my core..."
Mrs. Nathan pauses for a moment, lightly tugging at her hair as she imagines how the dark melody is going to wash over her like a bath of blood. The arachnid in the cage lifts it's front limbs and sways from side to side.
"You 'ear it too don't you my sweet Emarelda... Soon my pet... Soon you will 'ave all the decaying souls of this pitiful place that your 'eart desires... On bended knee they will call to their precious savior to save them, but the only one who will 'ear their sodding pleading will be the dark master 'imself... Their deafening screams of pain and terror shall give 'im the strength 'e needs to complete the task at 'and... Soon..."
She runs her fingers over the side of the cage and lets the spider's legs brush against her digits.
"Mmmm... MMMM... MMM... Oh oh Death... Oh oh Death... No wealth, no ruin, no silver, no gold... Nothing will satisfy me, but your soul... Oh oh Death... When God is gone and the devil takes 'old... Who'll 'ave mercy on your soul? Oh oh Death... Oh oh Death..."
All fades to black as the dark, but cheerful laughter of The Devil's Favorite Reject fills the air.
EOT
