Post by Chris Pyro on Feb 26, 2015 1:49:53 GMT -4
The sound of medical personnel shouting at one another can be heard ringing through the corridors of the Jared Nathan Memorial Arena. Soon those same EMTs can be seen pushing through as staff and wrestlers dive out of the way as the recently injured Jarad Johnson run through the corridor. They are stopped by the militant Project Rebirth, the staff thrown to the side, refusing to get in the way of the two wrestlers.
Pyro:
Hehehehehe... What do we have here? Why if it isn't Mr. Jarad Johnson of XWA. What a pretty little turncoat.
The Dark Jester's voice sends shivers down the spines of those medical staff, refusing to follow their Hippocratic oath in the face of the Mad Clown. Jarad is just lucid enough to see the Demon Jester in front of him, his painted grin bound to cause nightmares for those who see it.
Pyro:
I see you had the pleasure of meeting our mighty GodKing, after getting your ass kicked by our great Forsaken Angel. You sure learned you're no longer in the realm of men like your little XWA masters. No mere human beings here. Just monsters and demons from the darkest nightmares. You met the king, now you can meet this kingdom's great Jester.
Chris takes the gurney and runs it into the ambulance. Chris steps into the vehicle while Agent Shadow walks around to set something up.
Pyro:
You see. Where your masters seem to be lost, is that we have a different way of running things. Hehe. We're not some lost puppies looking for a place to fit in. No no no. We're more. We're like Tortuga. A land of misfits, debauchery and mayhem. Free from the confines of the modern code like the pirates of yore. Living by our own rules, while clueless little puppies like you try to make the world spin, we exist to show you your folly. Welcome, Mr. Johnson to the madhouse. We hope you enjoy your experience. Mr. Shadow, are you ready?
Agent Shadow turns back from the drivers seat to look into the rear of the ambulance.
Agent Shadow:
Almost ready, sir. Just need to turn this around.
A few quick movements, jostling Pyro and the stretcher load around while the Dark Jester laughs maniacally. Once turned around towards the entrance Shadow hops out and returns to the read of the ambulance to ensure the doors are open. Pyro looks out, his painted smile grows with a real smile.
Pyro:
Wonderful! I see you have prepared it nicely.
The Militant Clown looks back to his hapless victim, grabbing him by the throat.
Pyro:
Mr. Jarad Johnson, as sad as I am to depart, I must say. Having such a wonderful turncoat like you hiding out here in our little pirate port has been great fun. But alas, we don't need no one willing to play our little games running around. Now, if you'll just join me here.
Pyro turns the gurney around, so Jarad's head is pointed towards the open doors, a dumpster laying open for new trash.
Pyro:
I will send you home where you and your fellow XWA compatriots are. Now if you please, Agent Shadow, ready the band!
The Dark Jester climbs out of the ambulance while Agent Shadow hits play on a giant boom box.. Pyro salutes while Agent Shadow pulls a strap from the ambulance that sets the vehicle into motion, reversing until it hits tire stops, launching the gurney into the dumpster.
Pyro:
Beautiful. Just sheer beauty.
Pyro turns to the camera crew that is watching all this happen, while the EMTs try to get Jarad out of the dumpster.
Pyro:
This is a fair warning. I went kind on your little lap dog here. We walked into your world, and laughed. You walk into our world, and your fate is sealed. What happened to Mr. Johnson tonight is just an example. We here won't play by your rules. Long live EVPW! HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!
Pyro and Agent Shadow walk past the camera as it tries to follow the chaos the EMTs are experiencing.
EOT
Pyro:
Hehehehehe... What do we have here? Why if it isn't Mr. Jarad Johnson of XWA. What a pretty little turncoat.
The Dark Jester's voice sends shivers down the spines of those medical staff, refusing to follow their Hippocratic oath in the face of the Mad Clown. Jarad is just lucid enough to see the Demon Jester in front of him, his painted grin bound to cause nightmares for those who see it.
Pyro:
I see you had the pleasure of meeting our mighty GodKing, after getting your ass kicked by our great Forsaken Angel. You sure learned you're no longer in the realm of men like your little XWA masters. No mere human beings here. Just monsters and demons from the darkest nightmares. You met the king, now you can meet this kingdom's great Jester.
Chris takes the gurney and runs it into the ambulance. Chris steps into the vehicle while Agent Shadow walks around to set something up.
Pyro:
You see. Where your masters seem to be lost, is that we have a different way of running things. Hehe. We're not some lost puppies looking for a place to fit in. No no no. We're more. We're like Tortuga. A land of misfits, debauchery and mayhem. Free from the confines of the modern code like the pirates of yore. Living by our own rules, while clueless little puppies like you try to make the world spin, we exist to show you your folly. Welcome, Mr. Johnson to the madhouse. We hope you enjoy your experience. Mr. Shadow, are you ready?
Agent Shadow turns back from the drivers seat to look into the rear of the ambulance.
Agent Shadow:
Almost ready, sir. Just need to turn this around.
A few quick movements, jostling Pyro and the stretcher load around while the Dark Jester laughs maniacally. Once turned around towards the entrance Shadow hops out and returns to the read of the ambulance to ensure the doors are open. Pyro looks out, his painted smile grows with a real smile.
Pyro:
Wonderful! I see you have prepared it nicely.
The Militant Clown looks back to his hapless victim, grabbing him by the throat.
Pyro:
Mr. Jarad Johnson, as sad as I am to depart, I must say. Having such a wonderful turncoat like you hiding out here in our little pirate port has been great fun. But alas, we don't need no one willing to play our little games running around. Now, if you'll just join me here.
Pyro turns the gurney around, so Jarad's head is pointed towards the open doors, a dumpster laying open for new trash.
Pyro:
I will send you home where you and your fellow XWA compatriots are. Now if you please, Agent Shadow, ready the band!
The Dark Jester climbs out of the ambulance while Agent Shadow hits play on a giant boom box.. Pyro salutes while Agent Shadow pulls a strap from the ambulance that sets the vehicle into motion, reversing until it hits tire stops, launching the gurney into the dumpster.
Pyro:
Beautiful. Just sheer beauty.
Pyro turns to the camera crew that is watching all this happen, while the EMTs try to get Jarad out of the dumpster.
Pyro:
This is a fair warning. I went kind on your little lap dog here. We walked into your world, and laughed. You walk into our world, and your fate is sealed. What happened to Mr. Johnson tonight is just an example. We here won't play by your rules. Long live EVPW! HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!
Pyro and Agent Shadow walk past the camera as it tries to follow the chaos the EMTs are experiencing.
EOT
