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Zeebo Offline
Registered but either hasn't added self to a roster yet or doesn't RP



XWF FanBase:
The IWC

(gets varying reactions in the arenas, but will be worshiped like a god and defended until the end by internet fans; literally has thousands of online dorks logging on to complain anytime they lose a match or don't get pushed right)


#1
12-09-2019, 12:25 PM

-A wet, stormy scene is shown.
A circus big top is shown, and the camera fades into the interior. It is completely dark.
A single, solitary spotlight flicks on and focuses on the centre of what appears to be the performance ring.
Within it is a single red nose.
A voice over, gravelly in tone starts to speak over the solemn scene.-


Nose of Red, a mark of honours.
Nose of red a calling card.
Nose of red. The sign. That you. Will end.

Have you got many fears?
With Fear and fright taking hold of you?
Torment for years and years?
The root cause you must pursue.

A smile can so hide much pain
Existence without the light
Do you know if he is sane,
Or if he’s got his own internal fight?

Looking round this tent,
I don’t know what to do.
My sanity has been bent
My personality split in two.

The victims at the PPV,
Were just the start of my crusade
Soon everyone will see,
I’m about to explode like a Grenade

My past is just a lie,
A cross that I must bare,
One side of me must die,
I’ll mourn when I’m there.

Really, A clown is not a joke,
It is really more of a curse
My sanity shattered, Broken broke.
With every day getting worse.

I want to drink the blood
Of all the XWF Roster big and small,
The tears of their pain will flood,
And From their rise they will fall.

A circus is a place of joy. Of belonging. Of happiness. It’s also the breeding ground of the torment that I have held for so so long. I promise you this. I am not a happy clown. I’m not a jokey clown. I’m not here for your entertainment. I’m here for redemption. To release my aggression. To rid myself of the torment within. You don’t know what made me this way. But you’ll wonder why anyone can be this way. The pop of a broken bone is like nectar to my ears. The spilling of blood is a tonic. To hear someone gasp for their breath is a reliever. To hear someone what might be their last breath is a beautiful life affirming moment. To know you caused it, only makes it sweeter.

XWF. Your nightmare has begun.
XWF. My nightmare will end.
The mystery of Zeebo has arrived.

-The spotlights on the big top flick off, plunging the place into darkness. -


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