Post by sxaxm on Apr 30, 2020 3:02:37 GMT -5
I had a vision.
It was a vision of a world that was not hidden behind the glitz and glamour of a perfect mirage of human decency. It was a simple yet complex world of chaos. The true nature of our community. The real face of our civilization. Freedom was seen from New York City to Los Angeles. The grime had overtaken all of the glitter. It crusted the trophies held by our white knights. These white knights in shining armor standing guard to preserve the old way of things.
“The light extinguishes the dark.”
These knights have become slobs of gluttony while sitting on their high horses. Their fickle noses perched up high above the common rubble they claim to be fighting for; while they lavish themselves in the spoils of war but claim to be warriors of peace. Leaving the rest of us to lap up the scraps from their dinner tables. These false idols, the Pride of Outlaw Pro Wrestling, are the real villains of this story. For so long I have sat on the sidelines, watching as the rich get richer by any means necessary. They trample the less fortunate, men and women who stand no chance of fending off defeat by tyrants. These heretics Pride themselves on being the grandest prize thing in the world of make believe fighting. They boast that they have full and meaningful lives. Luxurious sports cars and custom built muscle cars by their own blood stained hands. The mansions and estates. Their compounds.
All paid for in blood money.
A group of has been's and runner ups, resorting to bullying the insignificant under card. A group of cowardly bastards and harlots toying with the middle card. The fragile sense of self that makes them refuse to go blood for blood. None can triumph over the other. Pride is not meant to be symbolic for them being kings of this square jungle.
Pride is what will be their undoing.
Their egos caused them to become family.
And nobody goes against the family.
Birds of a feather flock together.
The terror they feel for one another only demonstrates their one absolute face. Their face of fear. Cowards will always gather in mass. Their overcompensation snitches on their insecurities and self loathing natures.
And these are your heroes?
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Damon Riggs is a liar.
He is not here to be salvation.
Another whore who lives by the sword.
He will die by the same sword.
A disgusting maggot to leech off the back of the day and night slaves.
This is not over.
The games have just begun.
Knock. Knock.