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Car Wreck - Unknown Soldier - 10-22-2019 Our scene opens up in a junkyard with thousands of cars and garbage laying all around. Where the asshole tossed away trash of society goes to rest and be forgotten for all of the time. Rust buckets of cars laying around everywhere looking dejected and dismantled in a sea of the forgotten wasteland. The garbage piled up to the clouds with all kinds of random pieces of furniture and refrigerators left as junk and eventually will be turned into mush as the incinerators and smashing devices await the final resting place so that all the trash can be smashed together and eradicated for all eternity aka Chris Page. As the camera pans around it eventually makes its way to a specific trash pile where a bit of rumbling beneath the piles of garbage can be seen, this directs the attention of the camera as it comes in closer until finally from out of a pile of trash pops the XWF Universal Champion, the demonic do-badder, UNKNOWN SOLDIER! Still tied around his neck is a dog collar with a long leash attached to it. Climbing out of the trash pile with him is FATHER O'MALLEY! with a deep fire burning still in the retina of his eyes. Unknown Soldier has a look of complete dejection on his face as his sorrows from losing his battle with Mark Christian must still be in the back of his mind. The inverted pentagram necklace that he normally carries around with him everywhere he goes is not placed directly around his neck, but instead still dangles out of his left hand from which he picked it up when he left the scene of the final battle between good and EVIL! FATHER O'MALLEY looks furious as he begins screaming directly into the face of his Unknown Soldier. SATAN! -- "You have failed me once again, Soldier! You better not fail me again when you step in the ring with Chris Page, or I'll have you replaced instantly! This is my universe! You hear me! My domain! There is no Father O'Malley or Mark Christian or Unknown Soldier and definitely not Chris Page that can overthrow me here! You saw how easy it was for me to bring another vessel into this realm and make him my Soldier! Mark Christian was weak and practically begging me out of my hand for me to give him the ultimate out to this magical realm! I gave it to him! I gave him the death and 'out' that he so desired. Do you want that same fate, huh Dante? Do you! Father O'Mally was a weakling as well. I now own him and will use him to continue to illustrate my point to Chris Page and all those out there watching and listening at this very moment. I have taken his body so that I can live and walk among this universe for all of time!" FATHER O'MALLEY! grabs at the end of the leash and yanks as hard as he can pulling Unknown Soldier along with him, who looks completely destroyed in both body and mind. He did not fight very valiantly in the eyes of his MASTER! and for that, he was going to be punished for it severely as FATHER O'MALLEY! takes out a long horsewhip and begins punishing Soldier profusely as if he were a slave out picking cotton. He heckles and laughs with a deep growl and a face that is scrunched up and spitting saliva all over the place as he whips Unknown Soldier faster and faster and harder and harder. SATAN! -- "Say it! Say you will not fail me again my pet! SAY IT!" For once in his life Unknown Soldier looks as if he was feeling the pain and hurting from being whipped so severely. As many of us know, he usually is very enjoying of receiving pain, and especially being whipped. But the crack of the whip would tell a different story as Unknown Soldier starts to bleed profusely and wail like a child being spanked by his father. Which in a way, was exactly what was transpiring just now. Unknown Soldier -- "I will not fail you, my MASTER!" FATHER O'MALLEY! drops the whip and walks over towards an abandoned car that was sitting on the edge of the cliff. The front wheels of the car were hanging ever so slightly off the edge of this enormous cliff as it is about to fall with the slightest kick. When looked down upon by the camera in this pit, there is no end or bottom that can be seen. FATHER O MALLEY! reaches into a pile of garbage and pulls out a crash test dummy that bears an odd resemblance to XWF's own 'Chronic' Chris Page. His goofy blonde stubble and his long flowing blonde hair go along to match his silly tribal tattoos and he's wearing a stupid t-shirt with one of his immature Peter Gilmour sayings on it that says "Suck my toes" on the front, but when turned around it says "Trololololol Suck my dick" FATHER O'MALLEY! tosses the crash test dummy inside the car and then kicks Unknown Soldier in the face who was trying to get back to his feet, but then instead decides that it might be better to just stay down on the ground. SATAN! -- "Is Chris Page sure that he's watched all of the Unknown Soldier promos? Because from what I gathered when he just came out here and ran his mouth once again it's obvious that it looks like what he really did was just keep watching re-runs of his own. Why do I say that? Well because everything he had to say was nothing but a repeat of exactly what we already heard him whining and moaning about for the past two weeks. Although my Soldier here made an initial Match stipulation that HE SAYS! he couldn't tell was directed at him because Soldier didn't actually call him by his real name. Well, he sure was able to pick up on the acceptance of the challenge to the actual match itself, so apparently he must have understood loud and clear who the fuck he was talking to! You see, that's his problem, and it's been a continuing thing for him for the years that he's been allowed to grace show his presence in the XWF! This idiot only hears what he wants to hear and then drives that egotistical self-pride thing all over himself as he's supposedly satisfied by whatever 'texts' or 'messages' he keeps receiving. You see, he needs a sea of his followers to reassure him that what he's doing is right, that's what a person desperate for attention and an inflated ego has to do! He probably had to seek them out for his own self-assurance anyways! If he's so sure of himself, then why brag about this sea of followers that keep reassuring him what he's saying is so special? Does anyone remember when the United States of America thought that Hillary Clinton was going to win the election? Everyone had to keep telling us about how she's winning in the polls by a landslide and even her exact inflated ego caused her to brag about it on end, and then what happened? Oh yeah, she lost! So have your legion of followers keep petting your ego, it only makes for a much more satisfying victory when my Soldier stomps you in the ring and makes mincemeat out of you! It might even make you cry when you have to look out in the crowd and see all your 'buddies' and admit right to Peter Gilmour's face what a filthy little bitch that you really are. We also already addressed Robert Main a thousand million times, almost as many times as you've lost to him, or almost as many times that Vinnie Lane has lost to Peter Gilmour! If you didn't get the reference the first time then I guess you'll never see the big picture, but everyone else knows exactly who's got the hard-on when your the one dreaming about him during your little 'marijuana naps' and pretending him to be Satan. Let's get to that point, actually. Do you really think that within your dreams you can bring up just a name and make it sound like this rendition of myself is one in the same? Well, if you think that then you obviously haven't watched a single Unknown Soldier promo in your entire life. I am not some biblical thing you can read in a textbook or go finding in the fucking library. You saw me in my human vessel as I took on the form of the PRESIDENT! I am the Ruler of Soldiers UNIVERSE! The one in which my Unknown Soldier dwells within and the one in which you choose to continue to be confused by because you've lost the plot of the story since the very beginning. We all noticed when he said that Unknown Soldier couldn't do anything creative at all without responding to something that he said and did. Well yeah, that's called exploiting your imbecile nature and how this whole game of back and forth banter goes when the two of you go back and forth with one another like a tennis match. It's pretty hypocritical when you actually think about it, the fact that he wants to say that he's only been responding to the things you've been saying and doing, but then he goes and shoots some dream sequence in his 'marijuana nap time' that is an exact clone and replica of everything Soldier has done! It's really ridiculous for him to come out here and say one minute that Soldier's shit is getting old and stale and everyone has seen it over and over a thousand times. Well, guess what he had to do to even give himself any sort of relevance and tell any sort of tale at all of his this entire week in his dreams. DO EXACTLY WHAT HE SAID SOLDIER WAS DOING WAS OLD AND STALE!?!?!?! That's right folks, in order for him to be imaginative or creative at all he had to dive into a pit of hell and battle his version of Satan in his dreams , not the creator of this universe, but of his own in his own misinformed state of marijuana use! You have your dreams and I have my universe, Page. But no matter what universe we're in one thing is for sure, and that's that Unknown Soldier is the Universal Champion and he will remain that way even if I have to beat him to a bloody pulp and smash the weakness out of him. If it weren't for his human father he would be the most powerful Unknown Soldier that I have produced over the many years I have ruled MY UNIVERSE! Do you really think you've fooled everyone with this whole thing? Really? You think it's that clever to just at the end of all this claim that it's just a dream and that god and satan are not real. Well, actually what you've done is further proved my point that you never got the plot of the story from the get-go. This isn't some book of revelations or some fairy tale told by Anton LaVey. This is the XWF and I am SATAN! The commander of Unknown Soldier's universe! I thought you'd be smart enough to pick up on this slight bit of information when I came out here and revealed myself while making the drawings for Lethal Lottery, but I guess I was giving you far too much credit. You see, it is I who have fooled you! Unknown Soldier may have come here to shit, piss, and fart all over the Universal title and smear the feces of the entire Classic XWF generation. But I have come down from the endless blackness of the dark void at the center of MY UNIVERSE to STOP YOU! That's right! I have returned to the XWF because I saw that you were getting ever so closely to the Universal title and I was never going to let that happen. I used my Unknown Soldier as a tool and a VESSEL to snatch that title away from Robert Main and falter your plans at your likely redemption match at Relentless when you probably would have pounded that pussy into oblivion. IT WAS YOU! The reason why I came down from the stars to exploit your stupidity and show myself! IT WAS YOU! Why I have returned and why I have sent my Soldier into this match tomorrow night to end this litter charade you've been playing for years with the XWF! As soon as he is victorious and sends you back to the depths of mediocrity and embarrasses you beyond the realm of reason when you admit to all your friends and the entire world that you are nothing but a bitch! YOU WILL NEVER GET THIS CHANCE AGAIN! IT WAS ALL ABOUT YOU! How's that for a fucking troll maneuver, huh Page? TROLLOLOLOLOLOLOL Take that and use it for your inflated ego! I will never let you become Universal Champion, Chirs Page! NEVER! I will make sure of it forever that you will stay down fighting in your mid-card matches defeating Peter Gilmour time and time again and that after this match and the bell rings and it's all said and done. You will NEVER! get your fucking rematch. No Robert Main triple crown in this little scenario, shit for brains! I want all your 'friends' to know that are sending you all these text messages that you want to screenshot me about how great you are to see that if they want to come and taste the sweet stench of defeat that I will be here! SATAN! will be here for all eternity and I will be here waiting for each and every single one of them to come and my Soldier will knock each and every single one of them down just the same as you! Do you feel special now, Chris Page? You should, because essentially you are nothing more than the first in line as the lambs come marching to the mother fucking slaughter. I wouldn't be surprised after this is all said and done, that you go back to your 'home' and bring your battalion of bitches with you that you brought here in the first place where you can feel important and relevant once again. Crying and whining more about how unfair you have it here. Just like when you saw that my Soldier cashed in his briefcase and you dumped your fake Universal Title in the river you rode off into the sunset. Well, I've returned to the XWF to send you riding back off into that sunset once again. For two weeks you've done nothing but steer yourself off a cliff.... and I didn't even have to snap my fingers to make the steering wheel move because you did it yourself! FATHER O'MALLEY kicks the end of the car and right before it goes sailing off the edge of the cliff and down into a pit of certain doom the last shot the camera makes is of the back of the license plate.