When a God Speaks.

[Syn]

The fans are in there seats, waving signs, talking with each other before the next edition of Decimation goes live. Ray and Jimmy go through there paperwork, mic check, and video feeds to make sure all is top notch. The countdown clock on the Butchertron shows thirty seconds remaining, the fans prepare for the camera that will pan the SCW Arena showing the folks at home what they may be missing. The Countdown gets to 10 as the fans count down with it....9...8...7...6...5...4...3...2...1. The arena goes dark for a second before the lights in the arena kick on and begin there regular dance around the arena lighting up different parts as the camera pans around. Jimmy and Ray are ready as the camera focuses on them.

Hello fans and welcome to another edition of Decimation! I am Jimmy Pate and this is my Ambiguously Happy broadcast partner Ray White. Genesis proved to be one hell of a pay per view, if this is how the first pay per view went, I can only imagine what kind of action and excitement we are going to see at our next pay per view. We had Jerry Nate come out victorious against a returning Ryan Hughes and it looked like Ryan had some ring rust on him. Then we had the bar brawl, which if you have not seen before you need to watch because it gets downright crazy good. We also saw Big Jim come out victorious in his match against Balls of Steel. Ethane Hawke was taken to the limit in his match against Envy, but fell short in the end as Envy picked up the win. If you have not seen the pay per view, I would order the pay per view just for that match alone. But let us not forget the SCW Deathmatch, this was the main event for Genesis and boy did it live up to exceptions. Shockingly Kade Sameuls came out the winner of that match, which has to be a huge feather in the young kids cap as he was taken to school not to long ago by Vladimir T Strife.

Are you done yet? Can I get a word in here edge wise? Tonight you seem to wanna take over the whole show right from the beginning, but thats ok as I know how excited you get in your old age. I did enjoy the pay per view very much, I was disppointed in several outcomes and was hoping that my favorite sexy wrestlers would win, but I got to see that young stud Kade Sameuls come out victorious so all in all it was a great night. I do look forward to what we will have in store with our next pay per view and I can not wait for the action to take place on tonight's card.

The lights begin to dim as King of Terror by Symphony X begins to blare through the speakers. The fans in the arena begin to boo.
It would seem that Syn is coming out here with something on his mind, though as for what it could be I don't know. I mean he has not gotten off to a high start, he has come close but has not yet tasted the fruit of victory.

Oh hush it Jimmy, I am just glad that he is still alive after his tables match against Cletus. That was brutal and viscious the way that match played out, and Cletus should be banned for the way he treated Syn! I mean really, you should not treat a God like that.

Syn steps out from behind the curtain and looks up to the sky as he throws his hands out as if all in attendance should bow to him. The fans in the arena continue to boo while The Master of Syn stands there for several more seconds, his wrestling Jacket hanging behind him. The song continues to play and Syn begins to make his way down the isle way towards the ring, a cocky, arrogent, disrespectful look on his face, directed straight at the fans, this gets even more fans to boo as he gets to the bottom of the isle way. The Master of Syn pauses for several seconds, before again shooting his arms up and out at an angle, with his head lifted up to the heavens, he holds this pose for several seconds before he then proceeds to make his way to the ring steps and climbs up into the ring.

Man I love how he makes his entrance, I mean it is sexy, it is hot, it says he is a God! He is pretty damn sexy for an Asian man to boot. Pinch me Jimmy, I think I am fallen hard for Syn.

The Master of Syn enters the ring, stepping between the middle and top rope, proceeds to walk towards the nearest turnbuckle, grabs the ropes and begins to climb them stopping on the second set. Again his arms shoot out at an upward angle, as he looks up to the heavens, this causes the fans to continue to boo. Syn jumps down and walks to the center of the ring, reaching into his ring jacket he pulls out a microphone, which he flips to turn on, taps it several times to make sure it is working and waits for his song to end before speaking.

Yes! It is I, your loving God who is out here before you, because I care about you. I know, I know, I probably dissapointed a lot of my worshipers...and don't lie, you know you worship me, your God. But I decided in my match against Cletus to be a JUST, and forgiving God. I know you normal common folks would not understand what it is like to be a God, but sometimes you have to not be vengeful and you have to show love. Don't get me wrong now, I haven't said that neither Balls of Steel nor Cletus were forgiven of there sins. But I decided that I would give them both a second chance to repent and come to an understanding on there own that they need to worship me, they need to pray to me, they need to ask me to forgive them of all there sins deep down in there heart. If they ask, so shall it be given. If they wish to seek, they shall find.

Wait a minute??? Did he just throw scripture into his speech? That seems a bit twisted to be using such scripture. I mean really?

I love it Jimmy! He is a God! He is a sexy Asian God, who has scriptures as well! I am so totally in love with Syn.

The fans in the arena boo once again by the statement made by Syn, many of the fans finding his scripture twisting unfavorable. The Master of Syn stands in the ring listening to the fans so there disdain, and disapproval towards the arrogant superstar standing in the ring. Syn goes to talk once again when.

TBCB(They know who they are)

[Jaggeroth/Jerry/Grimey]

-As the self proclaimed god lifted up his microphone to speak to the unwashed masses once more, his sacrilegious testaments are cut short as he caught a glance up at the butcher-tron. A single eye, surrounded by a black pith and blue in iris glared back at him. It twitched over the screen as its angry glare shined down on him, the house lights slowly turning a nasty shade of red as it covered the masses in an angry glow.-

"I demand a world without Gods!"

-The entrance ramp cracked under his command, twin trails of fire running down the sides as the mist began to pulsate and waft from the turnbuckle tops. Syn could only turn around and watch with a slackjaw as the all seeing eye peered around the arena, picking his targets. Ray White was chosen yet again as a vessel for his word as the announcer stood from his duties, slamming down the headset as he snarled and shook his head.-

"Ray! get your ass under this desk and hold me! The Psycho is coming and I'm scared!"

"Can't...fight...can't...deny...can't......HEHEHAAHAHAHAHAHAAAHAAAHAAAAAAAAA!"

-The announcer watched with glazed over eyes as he stalked the ring, taking on some familiar characteristics that belong not to him, but to a titan of destruction. Ray stepped through the ring ropes and was joined inside as the festering corpses of Henry Cooper and Seth the Damned shambled beside their pseudo master. An ugly grin, blacker than the original sin, crept up the said of Ray's face as he gazed upon Syn as his body acted as the shell for the only true power in EVPW.-

"A god!? Here?! In my presence!? Boy, all matters of the paranormal hide from my very presence when I walk through the astral plains, achieving vibrations you could never even dream of...and you go around cocking off about being some sort of winged deity? HAAAA! You're not fit enough to lace up my boots!"

-The possessed Ray spoke without a microphone as he berated his usual affection down to that of a meer child. The fans stood in shocked silence as the Hordesmen stood beside the vessel of their master, snarling as Syn could only back off from the onslaught to his mortal senses.-

"I've seen so called GODS come and go from these doors, and not a one could stand up to my pestilential fury. I've bent legends between my fingers, and made them cower at the very mention of my name. Ryan Hughes..Dominick Santiago...Hayden Hardcore...Hyper Elf...I've faced the best...and the best just wasn't good enough to pose a threat. I command a legion, I pull the strings of fate that you fools get caught up in...I have power! You can't even render the souls of a second rate lumberjack into lackluster pulp. Yet you have the audacity to proclaim yourself a pinnacle of otherworldly creation!?"

-Raye reared his head back and snarled as a wad of phlegm sailed across the ring and splattered over Syn's face.-

"Kahlan Clarkson holds more valor in my courts than you, and she's just an annoying bug who keeps un-squashing herself. What does that say about you, boy? The path to enlightenment is a cruel one..but it's one I could help you walk along...the first step is admitting that you are nothing more than a filthy monkey, the lowest in the evolutionary chain...and once your ego is destroyed, I can build you up again, but this time it will be in my image."

-Ray smirked as his palm came up, holding a sliver of paper for Syn to take from his hand as the Hordesmen snarled and growled to their unbeating heart's content.-

"The path begins here, but only if you take the first step. Walk quickly...or the shadows will consume you."

-The eye watching down from the butcher tron pulsated, watching for Syn's next move as the self proclaimed god stood, watching the madness in silence.-

"Will somebody exorcise Ray already!? This is getting ridiculous every week!"


TBCB: Syn

[Syn]

The Wanna be God King stands there for several seconds, the phlegm still on his face, having ran down his cheek, he continues to look over the paper as the eye watches. A sly smiles comes across his face, he looks up to the heavens and spreads his arms out, holding it for several seconds as the possessed Ray looks on. Syn looks into the eyes of the controlled Ray before he speaks, the sly, cocky smile on his face.

So if I am to understand the propitiation that sits here before me, I the Father of Syn, the creator of Syn, The Cardinal of Syn, the Synmaster, I  am supposed to give up all that I am? In exchange, you will build me up in your image? This is after I break down to a life form that is lower then these peons, these slaves to Syn? Well others may have cowered at your presence, I on the other hand find you a rather interesting being. You may have all this power that you claim. You may have beaten people who were the best and called Legends of the sport. But to expect ME, Major Syn commit myself to you, in order to achieve a said plateau of yours?

That is what I said Boy! You give up all that you think you are, and let me remake you into what I want you to be, and you will be greater then the Titans themselves, but less then me. You will command great power and fear, that these mere mortals know nothing of. Your move mountains, your make the oceans bow before you, you will fell Titans. But none of that happens unless you give up your ego, submit to me everything in your life, and let me remake you to be an unstoppable force of nature.


The fans are riveted to there seats, most are in fear of the scene before them, others are not sure if they should cheer for Syn, who appears to be standing up to the powerful force of Evil that stands before him. Jimmy is seen watching along with the rest of the crowd unsure what to say or what too do. The young Japanese Superstar, continues to stand in the ring, his eyes locked onto Ray's eyes, he waits several seconds, throws his arms out into the air, raises his head to heavens, holding the pose for several minutes, a sly smile on his face, he puts the microphone up to his face to speak.

I will tell you what I am going to do and you will like IT. I will sign this said paper of yours BUT, I get to keep my ego, I get to keep my holier and then thou persona, because I will be and am that damn good. If that doesn't sit well with you then, I will rip up this piece of paper and shove it down your lil minons throat, till he is gagging like a dirty lil whore who still has a gag reflex. I am a God, I will always be a God, but what you offer is not a bad deal, but as I said, I will allow this covent to happen, BUT the previous stuff of my ego, my holier then thou stays.

The fans are unsure what to make of the scene playing out in front of them, as most are still scared shitless. Syn stands there and waits to see what the reply is.

TBC

[Jaggeroth/Jerry/Grimey]

-The all seeing eye watched on from the butcher-tron, pulsating in anger from Syn's comments. The Synner looked on in defiance as Ray smirked and shook his little, possessed head. The announcer raised his finger and pointed towards the paper.-

"Boy, that's not a contract...we'll sign that in blood later. It's an address that you must find and be present at within forty eight hours...and to make sure your pampered ass shows up in time, I'll provide you an alternative incase you decide to be fashionably late..."

-The Wanna Be Godking gave his shit eating grin and prepared to raise his hands again towards the heavens, but suddenly stopped as the festering corpse of Henry Cooper coughed all over him. Syn reacted with the usual disgust before he noticed the white, powdery dust hanging in the air that had gone down his lungs as he gasped at the sudden disturbance.-

"You have forty eight hours to find this address, and it's not an easy place to find, or else you will literally die. Not die, die. More like living death really, like my brain dead cohorts here..."

-Syn tried his best to exhale the poisoned powder out as he gazed around in utter shock at his treatment as Ray shimmied up and got real close, his palm cupping the side of the God's cheek and holding on roughly as he gazed into his victim's eyes.-

"But you shouldn't worry, Syn my boy. Because you and I, we're going to be friends...good friends...the best of friends. And you can bring that attitude with you, it's a nice character flaw I'm going to enjoy beating out of you..."

-Ray's palm slapped over Syn's cheek gently a few times like an Italian mob boss would do.-

"So you just show up like you were told...because we're friends, and you now know that I am a monster that isn't to be FUCKED with!"

-Ray took a couple of steps backwards, raising up two fingers that slid down his face hard enough to break the skin and cause a little bleeding.-

"Two days, Syn! Abandon your hopes, because your ass is mine!"


-Ray held up a twisted hand as he cackled under the One True King's control, the two members of the Horde disappearing in the mist surrounding the ring before the possessed announcer fell down from the shock of his soul returning to his body. Syn looked on as the eye dilated fully, the blackness taking hold before everything returned to normal, or as normal as could be.-

"That, ladies and gentlemen, is why we need better FCC regulations...and more old, Catholic priests."


-EOT-

[Slut (✿ ◕‿◕)]

IN THE END EVERYBODY PAY FOR THEIR SYNS!

[Jaggeroth/Jerry/Grimey]

>___> I give you a shout out, and you pay me back with this garbage? I'm heart broken.