Post by jaysonray on Aug 28, 2005 14:38:02 GMT -5
The room dark..not a sliver of life escaping its suffacating grasp. This was the environment that Jayson Ray had chosen to call home in the wake of his past mistakes in valor. The cameras weeved in and out as the suddenly located their target, sitting on the ground back to the wall, a black towel shrowding his facc within the shadows. A old, almost prison like lamp swung above his head, as his voice began to bellow from his mental prison.
Jayson Ray: Two years ago, I did something most people would consider absolutely unheard of in conventional wisdom. I tried to commit suicide. The pressures of life had finally pressured themselves on me and in the very same mind frame that I am in now, I attempted to slit my own throat.
But you know what, I guess surviving made me a better person. Because now I have learned to bottle up all the anger, and all the emotion that I have living inside of me until that one day I can..
I can...
I can let it explode onto some poor individual who wishes to halt my climb up the ladder to success.
The cameras swirled around the room, trying to get a better look at the demonic indivdual, asd flashes of red shined from the wall.
Jayson Ray: At Sunday Slam, one specific individual wants to halt my progress. He wants to stand in my way.
Creeper.
Now I know what most of you are thinkin....how the hell is Jayson gonna be able to take down such an adversary. Hmmmmmmmmm, lets think about that. Everyone has a weakness, and Creepers is that little girl of his. She can control that beast, and if she isn't there, he isn't either.
So Creeper, listen very carefully at what I am about to say. Sunday, I will put a end to youy very short career in Valor. There are no if "ands" or "buts" about it. I could care less if you are King Kong, or Mighty Mouse one way or another the legacy of the masked madman known as creeper will be put to rest by the true rolemodel in VWA.
The cameras slowly rolled back, on the now illuminated room as Jayson rose to his feet, towel still on his head as a message in neon green glowed on his chest....
Jayson Ray: Two years ago, I did something most people would consider absolutely unheard of in conventional wisdom. I tried to commit suicide. The pressures of life had finally pressured themselves on me and in the very same mind frame that I am in now, I attempted to slit my own throat.
But you know what, I guess surviving made me a better person. Because now I have learned to bottle up all the anger, and all the emotion that I have living inside of me until that one day I can..
I can...
I can let it explode onto some poor individual who wishes to halt my climb up the ladder to success.
The cameras swirled around the room, trying to get a better look at the demonic indivdual, asd flashes of red shined from the wall.
Jayson Ray: At Sunday Slam, one specific individual wants to halt my progress. He wants to stand in my way.
Creeper.
Now I know what most of you are thinkin....how the hell is Jayson gonna be able to take down such an adversary. Hmmmmmmmmm, lets think about that. Everyone has a weakness, and Creepers is that little girl of his. She can control that beast, and if she isn't there, he isn't either.
So Creeper, listen very carefully at what I am about to say. Sunday, I will put a end to youy very short career in Valor. There are no if "ands" or "buts" about it. I could care less if you are King Kong, or Mighty Mouse one way or another the legacy of the masked madman known as creeper will be put to rest by the true rolemodel in VWA.
Jayson Ray
The cameras slowly rolled back, on the now illuminated room as Jayson rose to his feet, towel still on his head as a message in neon green glowed on his chest....
KILL CREEPER
