Post by Deleted on Nov 6, 2017 22:07:49 GMT -5
Wyatt: Darkness…
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Darkness surrounds us all…
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A TV screen illuminates the area the vignette begins in. It is an older TV, like the ones Jigsaw uses to torment his victims in deathtraps, with a very grainy filter over it. Although the content being displayed is clear as day; FWA Cold War Episode 1, Rob Wyatt vs Lethe.
Wyatt: Yes, I may have lost to that little girl, underestimated her. But I made that bitch pay. Fuckin demolished her, took her outta that tournament. And she thinks saying my cock is small is some sorta joke? She better pray we don’t meet in the ring again because I’ll decommission her. PERMANENTLY!
The content changes from Wyatt destroying Lethe post match, to Wyatt single handedly laying waste to Charlie Char and Punk.
Wyatt: And then there were those two kids.. Thinking they deserve shit in FWA. I crushed them BOTH single handedly, and I’d gladly do it again. Those punks, no pun intended deserved it.
The video flips to a new video, Rob Wyatt vs some preacher inside of a steel cage. The preacher is climbing the cage when all of a sudden, a giant burst of flames engulfs the preacher and he falls to the mat, screaming and writhing in pain. You can hear chuckling in the background, and Wyatt takes the preacher to the top of the cage and hits CORRECTIONAL THERAPY! The preacher very near death, Rob Wyatt just stands on him as the ref counts the 3 and he wins the match. All of a sudden, the TV switches off and a lighter is flicked on, illuminating Wyatt’s face.
Wyatt: Grace, I hope you saw that. Because in a few weeks time on Cold War Episode 2, I will burn you alive, and bring glory to that championship as I bring it to the Soviet Connection. I have no guilt killing you and sending you back to America in a wooden box for your miserable wretch of a wife and your dumb bitch of a daughter to just dumb in a lagoon, because they don’t care for you. Yeah, you’re raking in royalties for them but when that wells run dry, you’re nothing more than a pile of cow dung to them. Grace, let the madness overcome you lad. We are all sick, and if you open up your hate, you will survive in this world.
But until then…
You will perish in my world of Chaos…
This Doctor will bring Chaos to all corners of the Globe
Rob Wyatt smiles, then blows out the only source of light illuminating this vignette. He speaks once more.
Wyatt: Death whispers. Darkness heeds. My immortal savagery exists for eternity.
…
Darkness surrounds us all…
…
A TV screen illuminates the area the vignette begins in. It is an older TV, like the ones Jigsaw uses to torment his victims in deathtraps, with a very grainy filter over it. Although the content being displayed is clear as day; FWA Cold War Episode 1, Rob Wyatt vs Lethe.
Wyatt: Yes, I may have lost to that little girl, underestimated her. But I made that bitch pay. Fuckin demolished her, took her outta that tournament. And she thinks saying my cock is small is some sorta joke? She better pray we don’t meet in the ring again because I’ll decommission her. PERMANENTLY!
The content changes from Wyatt destroying Lethe post match, to Wyatt single handedly laying waste to Charlie Char and Punk.
Wyatt: And then there were those two kids.. Thinking they deserve shit in FWA. I crushed them BOTH single handedly, and I’d gladly do it again. Those punks, no pun intended deserved it.
The video flips to a new video, Rob Wyatt vs some preacher inside of a steel cage. The preacher is climbing the cage when all of a sudden, a giant burst of flames engulfs the preacher and he falls to the mat, screaming and writhing in pain. You can hear chuckling in the background, and Wyatt takes the preacher to the top of the cage and hits CORRECTIONAL THERAPY! The preacher very near death, Rob Wyatt just stands on him as the ref counts the 3 and he wins the match. All of a sudden, the TV switches off and a lighter is flicked on, illuminating Wyatt’s face.
Wyatt: Grace, I hope you saw that. Because in a few weeks time on Cold War Episode 2, I will burn you alive, and bring glory to that championship as I bring it to the Soviet Connection. I have no guilt killing you and sending you back to America in a wooden box for your miserable wretch of a wife and your dumb bitch of a daughter to just dumb in a lagoon, because they don’t care for you. Yeah, you’re raking in royalties for them but when that wells run dry, you’re nothing more than a pile of cow dung to them. Grace, let the madness overcome you lad. We are all sick, and if you open up your hate, you will survive in this world.
But until then…
You will perish in my world of Chaos…
This Doctor will bring Chaos to all corners of the Globe
Rob Wyatt smiles, then blows out the only source of light illuminating this vignette. He speaks once more.
Wyatt: Death whispers. Darkness heeds. My immortal savagery exists for eternity.