Post by The Nihilists on Oct 25, 2018 10:04:49 GMT -5
~The XHF Network feed again cuts from static to black. It eventually fades in on the streets of Dublin, Ireland. The Nihilists are walking along taking in the surroundings. They have their heads blurred since they aren’t wearing their masks at the moment. They do not want attention as they sight see. We watch them for a solid minute as a montage of them wandering the streets pointing at nice shops and good restaurants plays. Finally they stop outside a shop and the street empties out. Everyone has gone in to have lunch. They stand outside the shop and look at each other. They pull their masks out from their jeans and place them on their head and turn to face the camera as the blur effect goes away.~
”It is such a striking distinction … the beauty of the Emerald Isle … and the ugly of the match to come here within. This city has many things to do and see and it is quite the refreshing vacation for us to be here before our biggest moment in that ring and take in a bit of high culture. While we have been here enjoying the scenery this past day it appears again that a certain loud mouth janitor has decided to film himself being a degenerate. I must say he does have a way about him. His … unique … promos are something that can’t be put into words. How would you transcript a man having sex for a minute while a cat watches after all. It has to be seen to be believed. And I’d recommend you all go on not believing. Certainly not PG-13 after all.”
”Ah, but Gebin, it’s all part of the persona. He wants everyone to believe he is more dangerous and deep than he actually is. He’s playing his part to try and impress the tweens … and probably the cougars … of the world. He has to project this aura of defiance and authority about him or else people will see him for what he really is. A nobody, a nothing. He has to continually plaster their screens and retinas with his insanity or else he is likely to be forgotten. He wants to be a legend, a hero. But he is not capable on his in ring talents alone. After all the most impressive thing about him is he somehow met his future self who was in a buddy cop love relationship with Mad Dog Smith. Funny how he couldn’t bear to be with the current Mad Dog. No he has been pretty clear with what he is about after all. He has it in his name after all. He is a viper, from the viper’s pit. An admittedly clever play on the term pit viper. And a fitting moniker seeing as his ability certainly is just that … the pits.”
~They turn to the store behind them which seems to be just a stock standard tourist gift shop.~
”But there is a problem with that. Snakes are feared because they are misunderstood. There is a certain set of legends and myths that seem to prop up the snake and make it out to be more than it is. What are snakes purported to be? Well let’s take a quick refresher. In Christian mythology the serpent is a creature that lived in the Garden of Eden and was very much the cunning sneak. He was out to destroy that which his Creator had created. It was the snake that used his silver tongue to convince the woman to eat of the fruit and cause the downfall of humanity. As a result his limbs were taken away and he was meant to slither on the Earth from that day forward as a permanent mark of his evil. The serpent here was a direct analogue for the devil. But other religions have an even more dramatic view. In Indian mythology the snake devoured the primordial ocean and only gave birth to the world we know after having its stomach split by another God being. The Rainbow Snake in some African cultures is the being which represents the Mother Earth herself giving birth to all animals. Or was it a water God whose slithering motions carved out and created the waterways of the world?”
”Snakes are a symbol of immortality because it appears they are reborn like the phoenix due to the way they slough off their skins and continue growing. In Egyptian myth the snake Amduat was the home of the sun God Ra who would be birthed from within the snake’s coils anew each morning and return home each evening. Or should we talk of the destroyer known as the World Serpent, Jormungandr in Norse mythology who is said to bring about the destruction of the Gods themselves when he awakens? The short answer is there is NO shortage of stories that relate to the many mysteries of the snake. Snakes have this unbreakable aura around them of menace, meaning, fearsomeness, and respect. And yet in more recent times snakes are almost universally viewed as fearsome hunters, apex predators, evil menaces. In many games and stories you see the king of serpents the Basilisk. A monster than can kill with its venom or its gaze and can petrify those who survive. It also served as the main macguffin for killing horcruxes but we won’t dwell on that. The main component here is that the fear is always based on either their savagery … or their venom. A point Jeffrey so earnestly tried to drive home in his rambling rage over getting tricked by a vending machine.”
”The issue is snakes in reality are not like the depictions in media. Most snakes are not venomous and many of the ones who are would not kill a man if they bit him. Most snakes are docile creatures, capable of being good pets to a person without fear of them. And after all we have all learned the tricks to dealing with the ones who might be dangerous. Give them a wide berth, respect their agility and strengths. But how many videos are there of a person with a hook on a stick pinning the snake’s head and then grabbing it? Manhandling the most venomous creatures … and even milking their venom to use as an antidote. How many times do we witness people charming snakes with music and with swaying motions to prevent them from attacking? Snakes are not so savage or mysterious. And Jeffrey would do well to remember that even the most dangerous of snakes are not as horrible when you know how to deal with them. And as we have seen in your matches you are not all that dangerous. And it would seem from your match in round one that you are a constrictor not a viper … after all your words aren’t so venomous. Your bite isn’t so tough. It’s all bluster. It’s all bile and rage, but no potency. I’m sure your partner’s mother could attest to a lack of potency after all.”
”Jeffrey, Dylan … we are not easily cowed in fear. We are learned men who do our research and make plans. We have contingencies and backups. Your scare tactics, raising up baring your teeth and dangerous markings, hissing and rattling and making a ton of noise … it doesn’t put fear in our hearts. Put simply we know how to deal with vipers. So bear your fangs all you want, you will find the Nihilists are your dose of anti-venom. And when Gebin here is flying around the ring running circles around you and I have your son tangled up in knots like the proverbial ouroboros and you are begging for the match to end … we will simply tighten our grip and milk you for all the entertainment value we can until the time comes to package you in potato sacks, much like capturing a wild snake to remove from an area.”
~They enter the store and look around. They see clover leafs decorating every inch of the store and various novelty items talking about kissing or pinching someone or drinking, SO MUCH DRINKING! They stop at a display~
”Why are we here you ask? Why … we are in Ireland … and it seems to be our fault that Ireland now has a pair of vipers on its soil. And it would be unbecoming of us to allow that to happen without leading you away. So we need a flute … so the pied pipers of AWF can remove the snakes from Ireland.”
”We will play our song of silence and you will follow us right to your end. The void calls for you, it doesn’t fear your bite or your poison. It feeds on it. The emptiness is growing. Can you feel it? Sunday among all the haunting of Croke Park … you will find that you are sealed tightly within its embrace. And unlike a snake, its grip will not waver … and its devouring of your essence … is final.”
~They laugh as they leave the store with their souvenirs and we fade to black~
”It is such a striking distinction … the beauty of the Emerald Isle … and the ugly of the match to come here within. This city has many things to do and see and it is quite the refreshing vacation for us to be here before our biggest moment in that ring and take in a bit of high culture. While we have been here enjoying the scenery this past day it appears again that a certain loud mouth janitor has decided to film himself being a degenerate. I must say he does have a way about him. His … unique … promos are something that can’t be put into words. How would you transcript a man having sex for a minute while a cat watches after all. It has to be seen to be believed. And I’d recommend you all go on not believing. Certainly not PG-13 after all.”
”Ah, but Gebin, it’s all part of the persona. He wants everyone to believe he is more dangerous and deep than he actually is. He’s playing his part to try and impress the tweens … and probably the cougars … of the world. He has to project this aura of defiance and authority about him or else people will see him for what he really is. A nobody, a nothing. He has to continually plaster their screens and retinas with his insanity or else he is likely to be forgotten. He wants to be a legend, a hero. But he is not capable on his in ring talents alone. After all the most impressive thing about him is he somehow met his future self who was in a buddy cop love relationship with Mad Dog Smith. Funny how he couldn’t bear to be with the current Mad Dog. No he has been pretty clear with what he is about after all. He has it in his name after all. He is a viper, from the viper’s pit. An admittedly clever play on the term pit viper. And a fitting moniker seeing as his ability certainly is just that … the pits.”
~They turn to the store behind them which seems to be just a stock standard tourist gift shop.~
”But there is a problem with that. Snakes are feared because they are misunderstood. There is a certain set of legends and myths that seem to prop up the snake and make it out to be more than it is. What are snakes purported to be? Well let’s take a quick refresher. In Christian mythology the serpent is a creature that lived in the Garden of Eden and was very much the cunning sneak. He was out to destroy that which his Creator had created. It was the snake that used his silver tongue to convince the woman to eat of the fruit and cause the downfall of humanity. As a result his limbs were taken away and he was meant to slither on the Earth from that day forward as a permanent mark of his evil. The serpent here was a direct analogue for the devil. But other religions have an even more dramatic view. In Indian mythology the snake devoured the primordial ocean and only gave birth to the world we know after having its stomach split by another God being. The Rainbow Snake in some African cultures is the being which represents the Mother Earth herself giving birth to all animals. Or was it a water God whose slithering motions carved out and created the waterways of the world?”
”Snakes are a symbol of immortality because it appears they are reborn like the phoenix due to the way they slough off their skins and continue growing. In Egyptian myth the snake Amduat was the home of the sun God Ra who would be birthed from within the snake’s coils anew each morning and return home each evening. Or should we talk of the destroyer known as the World Serpent, Jormungandr in Norse mythology who is said to bring about the destruction of the Gods themselves when he awakens? The short answer is there is NO shortage of stories that relate to the many mysteries of the snake. Snakes have this unbreakable aura around them of menace, meaning, fearsomeness, and respect. And yet in more recent times snakes are almost universally viewed as fearsome hunters, apex predators, evil menaces. In many games and stories you see the king of serpents the Basilisk. A monster than can kill with its venom or its gaze and can petrify those who survive. It also served as the main macguffin for killing horcruxes but we won’t dwell on that. The main component here is that the fear is always based on either their savagery … or their venom. A point Jeffrey so earnestly tried to drive home in his rambling rage over getting tricked by a vending machine.”
”The issue is snakes in reality are not like the depictions in media. Most snakes are not venomous and many of the ones who are would not kill a man if they bit him. Most snakes are docile creatures, capable of being good pets to a person without fear of them. And after all we have all learned the tricks to dealing with the ones who might be dangerous. Give them a wide berth, respect their agility and strengths. But how many videos are there of a person with a hook on a stick pinning the snake’s head and then grabbing it? Manhandling the most venomous creatures … and even milking their venom to use as an antidote. How many times do we witness people charming snakes with music and with swaying motions to prevent them from attacking? Snakes are not so savage or mysterious. And Jeffrey would do well to remember that even the most dangerous of snakes are not as horrible when you know how to deal with them. And as we have seen in your matches you are not all that dangerous. And it would seem from your match in round one that you are a constrictor not a viper … after all your words aren’t so venomous. Your bite isn’t so tough. It’s all bluster. It’s all bile and rage, but no potency. I’m sure your partner’s mother could attest to a lack of potency after all.”
”Jeffrey, Dylan … we are not easily cowed in fear. We are learned men who do our research and make plans. We have contingencies and backups. Your scare tactics, raising up baring your teeth and dangerous markings, hissing and rattling and making a ton of noise … it doesn’t put fear in our hearts. Put simply we know how to deal with vipers. So bear your fangs all you want, you will find the Nihilists are your dose of anti-venom. And when Gebin here is flying around the ring running circles around you and I have your son tangled up in knots like the proverbial ouroboros and you are begging for the match to end … we will simply tighten our grip and milk you for all the entertainment value we can until the time comes to package you in potato sacks, much like capturing a wild snake to remove from an area.”
~They enter the store and look around. They see clover leafs decorating every inch of the store and various novelty items talking about kissing or pinching someone or drinking, SO MUCH DRINKING! They stop at a display~
”Why are we here you ask? Why … we are in Ireland … and it seems to be our fault that Ireland now has a pair of vipers on its soil. And it would be unbecoming of us to allow that to happen without leading you away. So we need a flute … so the pied pipers of AWF can remove the snakes from Ireland.”
”We will play our song of silence and you will follow us right to your end. The void calls for you, it doesn’t fear your bite or your poison. It feeds on it. The emptiness is growing. Can you feel it? Sunday among all the haunting of Croke Park … you will find that you are sealed tightly within its embrace. And unlike a snake, its grip will not waver … and its devouring of your essence … is final.”
~They laugh as they leave the store with their souvenirs and we fade to black~
