Post by Jesse Styles on Mar 10, 2013 18:25:04 GMT -6
The sounds of a pipe organ begin to fill the arena with haunting melodies. It's low pitch harps away in Gothic rhythms foreign to the ears of the masses. Bagpipes offer a contrasting billow of sound as they accompany the chilling masterpiece faintly. All of the lights in the arena fade to complete darkness as the video screen begins to flicker in and out of focus. Static overtaking it for the moment.
Vince Walters: Well what the hell is this?
Jill Mathews: You got me, I have no idea what is going on. But this is creepy as hell!
Heavy drum beats start in, only adding to the overwhelmingly frightening sounds. They pound in a slow, steady beat, seemingly growing louder with each stroke. Finally the video screen comes to life with images equally as terrifying. Withered trees sway in a whipping breeze over an eerie night sky. The full moon dressed a portion of the landscape with its pale, lifeless facade. Dark clouds roll by rapidly, rattling the barren trees as their branches crackle with each raking touch of the bristles. The landscape is overtaken by flashing images, Pagan symbols that make little to no sense to those in attendance. The desolate landscape soon fades completely as the symbolic imagery continues. In place of the landscape, we begin to see a hill masked in darkness. Several cloaked silhouettes march upon the hill in flawless assembly. They carry torches and their Pagan chanting can be heard. It grows louder as the rhythms slowly fade. The figures form a circle atop the hill in the mask of night, their chanting continues as each of them raise their arms. A single crash of lightning flashes upon the center of the circle, taking us into a momentary silence.
Jill Mathews: I...I don't even know what to say about this!
Vince Walters: It looks like we're watching some form of ceremony, but why?
The answer comes swiftly as the images continue to flash upon the screen rapidly. The Pagan symbols continue to intertwine themselves with the ritualistic event taking place in the background. All of this continues on in silence until finally, the raspy voice of an old woman can be heard. Her voice is loud and solemn, with hints of an Old English accent. Dreadful, filling the entire arena as she delivers her message....her warning to New Edge Wrestling.
"The day now reeks with the foul stench of bile. The night is its command, and shadows dance in glorious harmony. The line of hate has not been drawn, but rather ripped from it's own womb...only misery remains....your misery. Allowing torment, pain and suffering to roam freely and conquer all that it chooses to conquer. There is one who stands as the keeper of this night and what is to pass only feeds her desire, her willingness to pursue havoc upon all those who would oppose her. All that is wicked has now been woven into the fabric of your very existence, never to be removed. It shall fester and grow until all have been consumed by its presence. What has been done cannot be undone. Each of you have stepped into the realm of which you cannot fathom. You have taken darkness into your lives and the consequence shall be heavy. The debt shall be paid in blood. She shall have no remorse for her actions. What is to come, shall become. Cold is her heart, and bare is her conscience. For she is the one....The Only One."
The images upon the screen and completely engulfed in flames and the old woman cackles into the distance. The video screen displays its final message to New Edge Wrestling.
COMING SOON!!!
Vince Walters: A very ominous warning sent here tonight. I've heard rumors about this. It appears as though they are true. The Mistress of Mischief, Sarah Twilight has been signed to New Edge Wrestling. This might spell some trouble if what we just saw was any indication.
Jill Mathews: There has already been some chatter backstage among the roster. And I don't blame them. This Sarah Twilight has a reputation, and it's not a good one either. I'd be a bit concerned if I were an active competitor.
Vince Walters: No kidding!
Vince Walters: Well what the hell is this?
Jill Mathews: You got me, I have no idea what is going on. But this is creepy as hell!
Heavy drum beats start in, only adding to the overwhelmingly frightening sounds. They pound in a slow, steady beat, seemingly growing louder with each stroke. Finally the video screen comes to life with images equally as terrifying. Withered trees sway in a whipping breeze over an eerie night sky. The full moon dressed a portion of the landscape with its pale, lifeless facade. Dark clouds roll by rapidly, rattling the barren trees as their branches crackle with each raking touch of the bristles. The landscape is overtaken by flashing images, Pagan symbols that make little to no sense to those in attendance. The desolate landscape soon fades completely as the symbolic imagery continues. In place of the landscape, we begin to see a hill masked in darkness. Several cloaked silhouettes march upon the hill in flawless assembly. They carry torches and their Pagan chanting can be heard. It grows louder as the rhythms slowly fade. The figures form a circle atop the hill in the mask of night, their chanting continues as each of them raise their arms. A single crash of lightning flashes upon the center of the circle, taking us into a momentary silence.
Jill Mathews: I...I don't even know what to say about this!
Vince Walters: It looks like we're watching some form of ceremony, but why?
The answer comes swiftly as the images continue to flash upon the screen rapidly. The Pagan symbols continue to intertwine themselves with the ritualistic event taking place in the background. All of this continues on in silence until finally, the raspy voice of an old woman can be heard. Her voice is loud and solemn, with hints of an Old English accent. Dreadful, filling the entire arena as she delivers her message....her warning to New Edge Wrestling.
"The day now reeks with the foul stench of bile. The night is its command, and shadows dance in glorious harmony. The line of hate has not been drawn, but rather ripped from it's own womb...only misery remains....your misery. Allowing torment, pain and suffering to roam freely and conquer all that it chooses to conquer. There is one who stands as the keeper of this night and what is to pass only feeds her desire, her willingness to pursue havoc upon all those who would oppose her. All that is wicked has now been woven into the fabric of your very existence, never to be removed. It shall fester and grow until all have been consumed by its presence. What has been done cannot be undone. Each of you have stepped into the realm of which you cannot fathom. You have taken darkness into your lives and the consequence shall be heavy. The debt shall be paid in blood. She shall have no remorse for her actions. What is to come, shall become. Cold is her heart, and bare is her conscience. For she is the one....The Only One."
The images upon the screen and completely engulfed in flames and the old woman cackles into the distance. The video screen displays its final message to New Edge Wrestling.
COMING SOON!!!
Vince Walters: A very ominous warning sent here tonight. I've heard rumors about this. It appears as though they are true. The Mistress of Mischief, Sarah Twilight has been signed to New Edge Wrestling. This might spell some trouble if what we just saw was any indication.
Jill Mathews: There has already been some chatter backstage among the roster. And I don't blame them. This Sarah Twilight has a reputation, and it's not a good one either. I'd be a bit concerned if I were an active competitor.
Vince Walters: No kidding!