Post by The "Evil" Shades on Jan 18, 2016 10:57:42 GMT -6
The scene opens on a dark and cloudy night in a graveyard. Gray gravestones litter the field, commemorating the deceased. Many of the gravestones are in disrepair, the dead forgotten over the years. One gravestone, the one we focus on, is still relatively new, yet untouched by the hands of time. The inscription on the gravestone contains three words, stating the name of the deceased. Three words engraved into the stone. Missouri State Wrestling.
Depending on one’s viewpoint, the graveyard, lifeless and static, may seem either creepy or serene. Aside from the overgrown grass swaying in the wind, the graveyard is devoid of motion. Yet that is about to change, as a rumbling can be heard, and the ground in front of MSW’s gravestone starts rising, moving out of the way of something coming from below. With a sudden and violent burst, a hand rises out of the ground. Following the hand is the body of a being that might resemble that of a human being to a more ignorant individual. A body with dark blue skin, sporting a glorious mane of black hair. The body of The Blue Shade.
Blue Shade: SOME THINK THAT THERE EXIST ONLY TWO KINDS OF BEINGS: MORTAL AND IMMORTAL BEINGS! HUMANS BELONG TO THE WORLD OF FOOLISH MORTALS, WITH FRAGILE LIVES THAT ARE MEASURED IN YEARS AND WHICH CAN BE ENDED IN AN INSTANT! SHADES BELONG TO THE GLORIOUS WORLD OF IMMORTALS, WITH LIVES THAT MAY NOT BE MEASURED BY THE PASSAGE OF TIME, BUT MUST BE JUDGED BY THE CHARACTER OF THE BEING IN QUESTION!
Raising his arm up to the level of his hips, palms raised upwards, seems to allow The Blue Shade the ability to levitate, as he floats out of the grave, landing on his feet in front of it.
Blue Shade: YET THERE IS ONE BEING THAT HAS REJECTED THIS DICHOTOMY! A MORTAL BEING THAT DIED… NAY, A MORTAL BEING THAT WAS KILLED BY THE SHADES OF DESTRUCTION! YET THIS BEING HAS RISEN FROM THE GRAVE, ONCE AGAIN FINDING ITSELF IN THE LAND OF THE LIVING! THIS BEING IS KNOWN BY THE NAME OF… MISSOURI STATE WRESTLING!
As if on cue, a bolt of lightning strikes in the background, the thunderclap likely to scare an easily startled individual.
Blue Shade: MISSOURI STATE WRESTLING HAS COME BACK FROM THE DEAD! IT IS NEITHER MORTAL NOR IMMORTAL! IN EDUCATED CIRCLES, SUCH A BEING IS REFERRED TO AS… UNMORTAL! THIS UNMORTAL BEING IS AN ABOMINATION, AND MUST NOT BE ALLOWED TO EXIST! WHAT IS DEAD MAY NEVER LIVE! FOR THAT REASON I HAVE DECIDED TO RETURN TO THE WORLD OF PROFESSIONAL WRESTLING! I WILL FINISH WHAT I STARTED! I WILL DESTROY MISSOURI STATE WRESTLING!
The wind, previously a calm breeze, starts blowing wildly. The howling of the wind warns of an oncoming storm, but in the immortal realm, storms are not the result of atmospheric pressure. Storms are caused by something more.
Blue Shade: I DID NOT CAUSE THE DESTRUCTION OF MISSOURI STATE WRESTLING BY MYSELF! THEREFORE, JUST LIKE BEFORE, I SHALL SUMMON TWO SHADES TO AID ME IN MY QUEST! AH, BUT ONE MAY WONDER WHY I WOULD USE THE SAME METHOD FOR DESTROYING MISSOURI STATE WRESTLING THAT DID NOT PREVIOUSLY RESULT IN ITS PERMANENT DESTRUCTION? ONE WOULD BE CORRECT TO WONDER THAT! THAT IS WHY I HAVE DECIDED TO SUMMON TWO SHADES WHO HAVE NEVER ENTERED THE MORTAL WORLD BEFORE! TWO OF THE MOST EVIL SHADES IN EXISTENCE, WITH SOULS FILLED WITH THOUGHTS AND IMPULSES FAR MORE VILE THAN THAT ANY MORTAL COULD EVER HOPE TO LIVE UP TO! BEHOLD…RED AND PURPLE SHADE!
The wind twists and turns beside The Blue Shade, forming a miniature tornado. As suddenly as it forms, the tornado dissipates, leaving behind two figures. Two figures identical in every way, aside from the color of their skin. One of them red, the other purple.
Red Shade: wE hEARD yOUR cALL, bLUE sHADE!
Purple Shade: what do you require of us?
Blue Shade: FOR THE TWO OF YOU I HAVE A SIMPLE REQUEST! TRAVERSE TO THE MORTAL REALM, JOIN MISSOURI STATE WRESTLING… AND ACT IN THE MOST EVIL WAY YOU COULD POSSIBLY IMAGINE!
Red and Purple Shade are quiet for a moment, Blue’s words sinking in. Then, wide smiles form on their faces.
Red Shade: a mOST sIMPLE tASK iNDEED!
Purple Shade: it will be our pleasure!
Blue Shade: I AM PLEASED TO HEAR THIS! THE THREE OF US WILL DESTROY MISSOURI STATE WRESTLING… ONCE AND FOR ALL! MWAHAHAHAHAHAHA!
Blue Shade throws his head back and his arms wide as he laughs. Purple Shade, a goofy smile on his face, raises his right thumb into the air. Red Shade looks at him, nods, and raises his right index finger into the air. With this silly yet nonetheless mysterious image, the scene slowly fades to black.
Depending on one’s viewpoint, the graveyard, lifeless and static, may seem either creepy or serene. Aside from the overgrown grass swaying in the wind, the graveyard is devoid of motion. Yet that is about to change, as a rumbling can be heard, and the ground in front of MSW’s gravestone starts rising, moving out of the way of something coming from below. With a sudden and violent burst, a hand rises out of the ground. Following the hand is the body of a being that might resemble that of a human being to a more ignorant individual. A body with dark blue skin, sporting a glorious mane of black hair. The body of The Blue Shade.
Blue Shade: SOME THINK THAT THERE EXIST ONLY TWO KINDS OF BEINGS: MORTAL AND IMMORTAL BEINGS! HUMANS BELONG TO THE WORLD OF FOOLISH MORTALS, WITH FRAGILE LIVES THAT ARE MEASURED IN YEARS AND WHICH CAN BE ENDED IN AN INSTANT! SHADES BELONG TO THE GLORIOUS WORLD OF IMMORTALS, WITH LIVES THAT MAY NOT BE MEASURED BY THE PASSAGE OF TIME, BUT MUST BE JUDGED BY THE CHARACTER OF THE BEING IN QUESTION!
Raising his arm up to the level of his hips, palms raised upwards, seems to allow The Blue Shade the ability to levitate, as he floats out of the grave, landing on his feet in front of it.
Blue Shade: YET THERE IS ONE BEING THAT HAS REJECTED THIS DICHOTOMY! A MORTAL BEING THAT DIED… NAY, A MORTAL BEING THAT WAS KILLED BY THE SHADES OF DESTRUCTION! YET THIS BEING HAS RISEN FROM THE GRAVE, ONCE AGAIN FINDING ITSELF IN THE LAND OF THE LIVING! THIS BEING IS KNOWN BY THE NAME OF… MISSOURI STATE WRESTLING!
As if on cue, a bolt of lightning strikes in the background, the thunderclap likely to scare an easily startled individual.
Blue Shade: MISSOURI STATE WRESTLING HAS COME BACK FROM THE DEAD! IT IS NEITHER MORTAL NOR IMMORTAL! IN EDUCATED CIRCLES, SUCH A BEING IS REFERRED TO AS… UNMORTAL! THIS UNMORTAL BEING IS AN ABOMINATION, AND MUST NOT BE ALLOWED TO EXIST! WHAT IS DEAD MAY NEVER LIVE! FOR THAT REASON I HAVE DECIDED TO RETURN TO THE WORLD OF PROFESSIONAL WRESTLING! I WILL FINISH WHAT I STARTED! I WILL DESTROY MISSOURI STATE WRESTLING!
The wind, previously a calm breeze, starts blowing wildly. The howling of the wind warns of an oncoming storm, but in the immortal realm, storms are not the result of atmospheric pressure. Storms are caused by something more.
Blue Shade: I DID NOT CAUSE THE DESTRUCTION OF MISSOURI STATE WRESTLING BY MYSELF! THEREFORE, JUST LIKE BEFORE, I SHALL SUMMON TWO SHADES TO AID ME IN MY QUEST! AH, BUT ONE MAY WONDER WHY I WOULD USE THE SAME METHOD FOR DESTROYING MISSOURI STATE WRESTLING THAT DID NOT PREVIOUSLY RESULT IN ITS PERMANENT DESTRUCTION? ONE WOULD BE CORRECT TO WONDER THAT! THAT IS WHY I HAVE DECIDED TO SUMMON TWO SHADES WHO HAVE NEVER ENTERED THE MORTAL WORLD BEFORE! TWO OF THE MOST EVIL SHADES IN EXISTENCE, WITH SOULS FILLED WITH THOUGHTS AND IMPULSES FAR MORE VILE THAN THAT ANY MORTAL COULD EVER HOPE TO LIVE UP TO! BEHOLD…RED AND PURPLE SHADE!
The wind twists and turns beside The Blue Shade, forming a miniature tornado. As suddenly as it forms, the tornado dissipates, leaving behind two figures. Two figures identical in every way, aside from the color of their skin. One of them red, the other purple.
Red Shade: wE hEARD yOUR cALL, bLUE sHADE!
Purple Shade: what do you require of us?
Blue Shade: FOR THE TWO OF YOU I HAVE A SIMPLE REQUEST! TRAVERSE TO THE MORTAL REALM, JOIN MISSOURI STATE WRESTLING… AND ACT IN THE MOST EVIL WAY YOU COULD POSSIBLY IMAGINE!
Red and Purple Shade are quiet for a moment, Blue’s words sinking in. Then, wide smiles form on their faces.
Red Shade: a mOST sIMPLE tASK iNDEED!
Purple Shade: it will be our pleasure!
Blue Shade: I AM PLEASED TO HEAR THIS! THE THREE OF US WILL DESTROY MISSOURI STATE WRESTLING… ONCE AND FOR ALL! MWAHAHAHAHAHAHA!
Blue Shade throws his head back and his arms wide as he laughs. Purple Shade, a goofy smile on his face, raises his right thumb into the air. Red Shade looks at him, nods, and raises his right index finger into the air. With this silly yet nonetheless mysterious image, the scene slowly fades to black.
