Post by Valor CEO on Sept 29, 2005 17:17:11 GMT -5
We come into focus looking over a very spooky graveyard. There is a light mist covering the tombstones that go all the way up to cover most of the names on the tombstones themselves. We then look around and realize there is about 300-400 tombstones surrounding us and then we notice a path leading up the hill full of the tombstones. We get onto the trail and as we make our way up the path we hear laughing in the back of the woods that is surrounding the graveyard. We have a flashlight and turn it on and look into the forest where the laughing came from and saw nothing and then turned back around and headed back up the path. Once again we are frightened by laughter coming from the forest and we shine the light over towards the forest again and can see an outline of a shadowed figure running through the woods. As we look into the forest from the path we notice about three other shadowed figures heading into different directions, acting as they never saw the light or us. We then turn around and begin up the path once again and hear a clicking sound coming from behind one of the really tall statues which is connected to one of the tombstones within the graveyard. We then pass the tombstone and shine the light behind it and notice a shadowed figure laying up against the back of the tombstone and in-between the tombstone and a grave itself, which looks like it was still in progress of being dug out. We then shine the light of the flashlight right on the shadowed figure and see it is VWA Superstar Immune. We then notice him look right up at us and he is clicking the lid of a lighter. He then cocks his head to the right a little bit and then begins to shake and then begins to speak.
Immune: You might not want to finish up that path, because up that path is nothing but pure evil. You see this is my home, this is where I loved to be when I was a kid, this is where everything exciting happened. I mean this is the place I captured my first ghost on a camcorder, this was the place I got my every first kiss from, this is where my parents were buried, after they decided to commit suicide. This is where everything happened and that is what I remember it for, not for the terror it brings you, not the cold chill it brings up your spine, I remember it from all the past memories itself. I haven’t been able to get in a serious relationship since I was like 17 and that was a while ago, every time a woman is interested in me and want to go back to my home, this is where I bring her, and I guess it kind of freaks them out. Well what freaks some people out is a dream come true and that is how I feel about my match this Sunday with the Creeper. I mean I set my mind on something and when that happens there is nothing on this planet that is going to be able to have enough force to hold me back from it. I mean lets look back to the last Pay Per View that everyone enjoyed Valor Before Glory. I mean once I got in a conference with The Impact Players I knew what had to be done to be able to be apart of a family I actually belong to. What I had to do most men wouldn’t have the testicular fortitude to do in this federation, and that is, I took down one of the biggest men in our business, and I did it on the biggest stage of them all so far here in Valor. I helped the World Champion hold on to his title; I am the one that shattered ZMaster’s kneecap to little shards within the cap itself. I am the one that watched on as my new best friend, someone that understands me, pinned my ex-best friend in the middle of that ring. I am the one that watched ZMaster’s hopes and dreams shatter along with his kneecap. I am the one the crushed any chance he had at ever holding the Valor World Championship, I did that Creeper, I stared death in the face and laughed.
Immune: I am the one that decided to put my body on the line to make sure justice would prevail and guess what, my mind started ticking away and each second of the match I got to thinking how this is going to come about, how am I going to cost my ex-best friend his once in a lifetime opportunity at fame and fortune and to be the one on top of the food chain. Well I got to thinking and like always brilliant minds come up with brilliant plans, so I ran to the ring and shattered his kneecap with a steel chair. No one on this planet has the testicular fortitude that I have, no one cares more about justice prevailing in this federation then I do, no one has the testicular fortitude to fight for what they believe in, except for me. You see Creeper I am going to fight for what I believe in and that is, this Sunday at Slam I am going to fight and shatter your skull into the mat and watch you bleed and pour every ounce of sweat in your pathetic body and watch you do all that while trying to defend the North American Championship. You see Creeper like I said before, before now there has yet to be a man that would look you in the face and spit at you, and then follow it up with destruction. Don’t get me wrong Creeper, I know as much as you do a lot of people would spit in your face and then as you stared back at them, you would put a cold chill sending through their spinal cords, you would be their nightmare, you would be their fear, you would be their darkness, and you would be their spirit within.
Immune then stands up and lays the lighter on the ground by his feet and waves us over to the hole in the ground. He then points to us to look down into the hole and then look on the tombstone behind it, as we look through the light fog we see writing on the tombstone. The writing says: Here lies Creeper, the man that sent himself into his own grave, from his own fears. This man believes in what he sees within himself and that is fear. Quote: “Nothing to fear but fear himself!” Immune then steps into our way to close our vision towards the tombstone. He then rubs his hands together and begins to speak again.
Immune: You see Creeper, I heard you say there is nothing to fear but fear himself. Well come this Sunday I plan on keeping you to your word. You see Creeper you have no idea what fear is until you step into a ring with a devoted man, not devoted to those loser fans out there, but devoted to what is hanging off of your waist, and that my friend is your North American Title. I have devoted my life, my career, and my social life outside of this company just to train and be 100% focused on you, for this match. Am I saying you are going to be a push over? No, not by any means, but can I honestly say you will be my hardest opponent as of late, hell no. I know you can be beat and I am going to prove my theory this Sunday, when I lie the psychopath to sleep, in a place that will be happy to have him, and that is back home where you belong Creeper, and yes I mean the one and only place that can hold so much evil such as yourself, and that my friend is Hell! I am going to beat you down to a bloody pulp and then pin you and win that title and then I am going to carry your bloody carcass out of that arena and put you in a coffin I plan on getting later on in the week. I am going to put your limp body in the coffin and rent out a hearse for this special occasion, and then drive out to my home and bury you in this hole. I am going to lower this coffin into the hole and throw dirt on top and pour gasoline on top of you and use this lighter laying at my feet and launch it into the hole and listen to you scream in pain and agony, maybe not physical pain, but emotional pain, because you realize what fear really is, and that my friend is Hell! I am going to watch the coffin burn into ash and watch as your dead body twitches inside the hole and then I will say a few words and throw a flower of satisfaction on top of you and then use this shovel right here next to me to bury your ass once and for all.
Immune then jumps down into the hole and begins digging and throwing the loose dirt out of the hole and then digs harder and faster. He then pulls out a tape measurer and then measures the hole and realizes it is a couple inches short of 6-foot so he begins digging some more. We then watch as he measures one more time, it is exactly on 6-foot and Immune throws the shovel out of the hole, and climbs out of it using his upper body strength. Immune then picks up the shovel laying in the grass, and he slams it head first into the ground and watches it as it sticks into the ground and wiggles back and forth from the impact. Immune then smacks his hands together to get the extra dirt off of his hands and then waves us back over to the path. We are following behind him and we then hear the haunted laughter in the woods again and Immune stops and looks at us and notices us shaking from terror of the laughter. Immune then looks at us and nodes his head to the right and begins shaking again as he begins talking.
Immune: What is the matter? Are you afraid of my children? Are you afraid of my family? Are you afraid of lifestyle? Well I sure hope so because you have every right to be afraid when it comes to the life of Immune. I mean the laughter you hear in the background and the shadowed figures you see are all my friends. Are they alive? No, but they talk to me, and give me strength. They are the ones that helped me see the light, the light to darkness. They are the ones that made me confident enough to go one on one with the Creeper himself. They are the ones that were there for me when no one else was. They are my life and they are my friends, hell I consider them family. Creeper like I said before people fear my lifestyle, they think it is creepy that I associate with the dead. They think it is weird that my house is in the middle of a cemetery, but the difference between you and I Creeper, is I don’t have to show my pain. I don’t have to act as someone I am not, I go in that ring night in and night out and I pull off amazing victories. You or should I say your girls made a comment for you, talking about how I have a losing streak and such and how one win doesn’t make me immortal. Newsflash, I never mentioned I was immortal, I said I was indestructible which means with my family behind me, alive or dead, no one is going to be able to stop me or break me down. I could lose 100 out of 101 and deep down that one win means more to myself and the world than my 100 losses. Maybe not as in the fans of this federation but as from the people that actually matter on this planet like my group, The Impact Players. So Creeper, you can go off of my past matches and talk about how I have been beaten many times, but the fact of the matter is this, you have NEVER beat me! Come this Sunday will be no different, as though I do see you wasting your valuable time trying so.
Immune then laughs mysterious like and then turns around and heads back up the path and then we walk for a while longer and then we see a light in the far distance into the fog and then we see the light is hanging off of the porch, and then this glamorous house is following the porch. Immune walks up to the porch and walks straight to the door and opens the front door. Immune walks in and turns on the light in the main lobby of the house and then brushes dust off of the couch and offers us a seat. We take a seat and Immune walks over to the window and begins talking while dim sounding because his mouth is facing the window.
Immune: You know Creeper I was going to leave my talking alone with my last statements I made a couple of nights ago, but I couldn’t. You had to show me up like you always do with your girls. I mean it is pretty bad if you have to have girls fight your talkative battles man, what are you afraid? I brought all of you out here tonight to show you my true environment, where I feel comfortable and that my friend is in the same state I grew up from and only about one hour away from my supposedly home in Indianapolis. I realized there was a house for sale and right away I fell in love with it, because it is my environment. You are all probably wondering where are we? What do you call home Immune? Well you are in the most haunted place in the state of Indiana, you are in the most feared place in Indiana, you are in the deep out woods of Middletown, Indiana, you are in Witch’s Circle. You have come here for a reason, and that reason is to scout out what I live like, well now you know and now you realize why nothing on this planet can make me fear it, especially this fake want a be freak, that doesn’t realize what pain is. Let me ask you a few questions Creeper and I want you to think hard before you answer.
Immune: Have you ever come home and noticed your mom bleeding by the hands of our abusive neighbors? Have you ever got in a fight with a kid that has killed 3 people be the age of 14? Have you ever felt the pain or even half the pain I have felt in my life? There is no way in hell you have for any of those three. My dad when I was the age of 13 was locked up in jail for life for committing homicide, by killing our next door neighbor after my mom finally told him the truth about the bruisings. I grew up without a father; I grew up with a paranoid mother. I grew up naturally by myself and you try to tell me you are feeling pain, please, the only pain it seems like you have felt is when your mom rejected you of one or two Twinkies. Now Creeper go back and realize what you have gotten yourself into, because you have got into a match with a man that laughs at pain as for he has been through it all and you better count your blessings, because when this match is all said and done there will be no more Creeper, as I dig this hole out front deeper, and lock you away in a hell hole you will never escape from.
Immune then punches the window in front of him and he turns around and walks into another room and we try to follow him but he has disappeared by the time we turn the corner, so on our way out we stop and look on the shattered window and notice fresh blood dripping onto the window seal and onto the hardwood floor. We then look into the window itself and see our reflection through the pieces of glass. We then let ourselves out and run down the path and out of the gate standing in front of the cemetery and we drift off into the fog as we walk down the streets of Middletown.
Immune: You might not want to finish up that path, because up that path is nothing but pure evil. You see this is my home, this is where I loved to be when I was a kid, this is where everything exciting happened. I mean this is the place I captured my first ghost on a camcorder, this was the place I got my every first kiss from, this is where my parents were buried, after they decided to commit suicide. This is where everything happened and that is what I remember it for, not for the terror it brings you, not the cold chill it brings up your spine, I remember it from all the past memories itself. I haven’t been able to get in a serious relationship since I was like 17 and that was a while ago, every time a woman is interested in me and want to go back to my home, this is where I bring her, and I guess it kind of freaks them out. Well what freaks some people out is a dream come true and that is how I feel about my match this Sunday with the Creeper. I mean I set my mind on something and when that happens there is nothing on this planet that is going to be able to have enough force to hold me back from it. I mean lets look back to the last Pay Per View that everyone enjoyed Valor Before Glory. I mean once I got in a conference with The Impact Players I knew what had to be done to be able to be apart of a family I actually belong to. What I had to do most men wouldn’t have the testicular fortitude to do in this federation, and that is, I took down one of the biggest men in our business, and I did it on the biggest stage of them all so far here in Valor. I helped the World Champion hold on to his title; I am the one that shattered ZMaster’s kneecap to little shards within the cap itself. I am the one that watched on as my new best friend, someone that understands me, pinned my ex-best friend in the middle of that ring. I am the one that watched ZMaster’s hopes and dreams shatter along with his kneecap. I am the one the crushed any chance he had at ever holding the Valor World Championship, I did that Creeper, I stared death in the face and laughed.
Immune: I am the one that decided to put my body on the line to make sure justice would prevail and guess what, my mind started ticking away and each second of the match I got to thinking how this is going to come about, how am I going to cost my ex-best friend his once in a lifetime opportunity at fame and fortune and to be the one on top of the food chain. Well I got to thinking and like always brilliant minds come up with brilliant plans, so I ran to the ring and shattered his kneecap with a steel chair. No one on this planet has the testicular fortitude that I have, no one cares more about justice prevailing in this federation then I do, no one has the testicular fortitude to fight for what they believe in, except for me. You see Creeper I am going to fight for what I believe in and that is, this Sunday at Slam I am going to fight and shatter your skull into the mat and watch you bleed and pour every ounce of sweat in your pathetic body and watch you do all that while trying to defend the North American Championship. You see Creeper like I said before, before now there has yet to be a man that would look you in the face and spit at you, and then follow it up with destruction. Don’t get me wrong Creeper, I know as much as you do a lot of people would spit in your face and then as you stared back at them, you would put a cold chill sending through their spinal cords, you would be their nightmare, you would be their fear, you would be their darkness, and you would be their spirit within.
Immune then stands up and lays the lighter on the ground by his feet and waves us over to the hole in the ground. He then points to us to look down into the hole and then look on the tombstone behind it, as we look through the light fog we see writing on the tombstone. The writing says: Here lies Creeper, the man that sent himself into his own grave, from his own fears. This man believes in what he sees within himself and that is fear. Quote: “Nothing to fear but fear himself!” Immune then steps into our way to close our vision towards the tombstone. He then rubs his hands together and begins to speak again.
Immune: You see Creeper, I heard you say there is nothing to fear but fear himself. Well come this Sunday I plan on keeping you to your word. You see Creeper you have no idea what fear is until you step into a ring with a devoted man, not devoted to those loser fans out there, but devoted to what is hanging off of your waist, and that my friend is your North American Title. I have devoted my life, my career, and my social life outside of this company just to train and be 100% focused on you, for this match. Am I saying you are going to be a push over? No, not by any means, but can I honestly say you will be my hardest opponent as of late, hell no. I know you can be beat and I am going to prove my theory this Sunday, when I lie the psychopath to sleep, in a place that will be happy to have him, and that is back home where you belong Creeper, and yes I mean the one and only place that can hold so much evil such as yourself, and that my friend is Hell! I am going to beat you down to a bloody pulp and then pin you and win that title and then I am going to carry your bloody carcass out of that arena and put you in a coffin I plan on getting later on in the week. I am going to put your limp body in the coffin and rent out a hearse for this special occasion, and then drive out to my home and bury you in this hole. I am going to lower this coffin into the hole and throw dirt on top and pour gasoline on top of you and use this lighter laying at my feet and launch it into the hole and listen to you scream in pain and agony, maybe not physical pain, but emotional pain, because you realize what fear really is, and that my friend is Hell! I am going to watch the coffin burn into ash and watch as your dead body twitches inside the hole and then I will say a few words and throw a flower of satisfaction on top of you and then use this shovel right here next to me to bury your ass once and for all.
Immune then jumps down into the hole and begins digging and throwing the loose dirt out of the hole and then digs harder and faster. He then pulls out a tape measurer and then measures the hole and realizes it is a couple inches short of 6-foot so he begins digging some more. We then watch as he measures one more time, it is exactly on 6-foot and Immune throws the shovel out of the hole, and climbs out of it using his upper body strength. Immune then picks up the shovel laying in the grass, and he slams it head first into the ground and watches it as it sticks into the ground and wiggles back and forth from the impact. Immune then smacks his hands together to get the extra dirt off of his hands and then waves us back over to the path. We are following behind him and we then hear the haunted laughter in the woods again and Immune stops and looks at us and notices us shaking from terror of the laughter. Immune then looks at us and nodes his head to the right and begins shaking again as he begins talking.
Immune: What is the matter? Are you afraid of my children? Are you afraid of my family? Are you afraid of lifestyle? Well I sure hope so because you have every right to be afraid when it comes to the life of Immune. I mean the laughter you hear in the background and the shadowed figures you see are all my friends. Are they alive? No, but they talk to me, and give me strength. They are the ones that helped me see the light, the light to darkness. They are the ones that made me confident enough to go one on one with the Creeper himself. They are the ones that were there for me when no one else was. They are my life and they are my friends, hell I consider them family. Creeper like I said before people fear my lifestyle, they think it is creepy that I associate with the dead. They think it is weird that my house is in the middle of a cemetery, but the difference between you and I Creeper, is I don’t have to show my pain. I don’t have to act as someone I am not, I go in that ring night in and night out and I pull off amazing victories. You or should I say your girls made a comment for you, talking about how I have a losing streak and such and how one win doesn’t make me immortal. Newsflash, I never mentioned I was immortal, I said I was indestructible which means with my family behind me, alive or dead, no one is going to be able to stop me or break me down. I could lose 100 out of 101 and deep down that one win means more to myself and the world than my 100 losses. Maybe not as in the fans of this federation but as from the people that actually matter on this planet like my group, The Impact Players. So Creeper, you can go off of my past matches and talk about how I have been beaten many times, but the fact of the matter is this, you have NEVER beat me! Come this Sunday will be no different, as though I do see you wasting your valuable time trying so.
Immune then laughs mysterious like and then turns around and heads back up the path and then we walk for a while longer and then we see a light in the far distance into the fog and then we see the light is hanging off of the porch, and then this glamorous house is following the porch. Immune walks up to the porch and walks straight to the door and opens the front door. Immune walks in and turns on the light in the main lobby of the house and then brushes dust off of the couch and offers us a seat. We take a seat and Immune walks over to the window and begins talking while dim sounding because his mouth is facing the window.
Immune: You know Creeper I was going to leave my talking alone with my last statements I made a couple of nights ago, but I couldn’t. You had to show me up like you always do with your girls. I mean it is pretty bad if you have to have girls fight your talkative battles man, what are you afraid? I brought all of you out here tonight to show you my true environment, where I feel comfortable and that my friend is in the same state I grew up from and only about one hour away from my supposedly home in Indianapolis. I realized there was a house for sale and right away I fell in love with it, because it is my environment. You are all probably wondering where are we? What do you call home Immune? Well you are in the most haunted place in the state of Indiana, you are in the most feared place in Indiana, you are in the deep out woods of Middletown, Indiana, you are in Witch’s Circle. You have come here for a reason, and that reason is to scout out what I live like, well now you know and now you realize why nothing on this planet can make me fear it, especially this fake want a be freak, that doesn’t realize what pain is. Let me ask you a few questions Creeper and I want you to think hard before you answer.
Immune: Have you ever come home and noticed your mom bleeding by the hands of our abusive neighbors? Have you ever got in a fight with a kid that has killed 3 people be the age of 14? Have you ever felt the pain or even half the pain I have felt in my life? There is no way in hell you have for any of those three. My dad when I was the age of 13 was locked up in jail for life for committing homicide, by killing our next door neighbor after my mom finally told him the truth about the bruisings. I grew up without a father; I grew up with a paranoid mother. I grew up naturally by myself and you try to tell me you are feeling pain, please, the only pain it seems like you have felt is when your mom rejected you of one or two Twinkies. Now Creeper go back and realize what you have gotten yourself into, because you have got into a match with a man that laughs at pain as for he has been through it all and you better count your blessings, because when this match is all said and done there will be no more Creeper, as I dig this hole out front deeper, and lock you away in a hell hole you will never escape from.
Immune then punches the window in front of him and he turns around and walks into another room and we try to follow him but he has disappeared by the time we turn the corner, so on our way out we stop and look on the shattered window and notice fresh blood dripping onto the window seal and onto the hardwood floor. We then look into the window itself and see our reflection through the pieces of glass. We then let ourselves out and run down the path and out of the gate standing in front of the cemetery and we drift off into the fog as we walk down the streets of Middletown.
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