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Ready for some fun? - InfamOusUser - 01-15-2014 If you're just beginning to get a glimpse into the World that is collapsing around you all; take a moment- I'll wait. Okay seriously, this is XWF, and you've witnessed the unmasking of a force that can only be expressed under the identity of Sewaside. He's but the warning of something different that has come upon XWF, and the changing of everything you once knew has begun. 2014 is not the same as 2013, it is better! New thought, more like a narration that you can follow with your simple minds. The screen you are watching and seeing the image displayed only in response of a Clown trying to have some fun- reciting a monologue moment from a play named The Tempest. As you keep watching, the tone of the image changes to an intro- of a promotional for the Clown. His Bozo mask, changed to an almost make-up looking Clown mask with the outline of his face powdered white, and his eyes darkened with the black dust of coal. Mouth red and wide open mouthing with an voice over: "Look, I was gonna go easy on you not to hurt your feelings But I'm only going to get this one chance (Six minutes, six minutes) Something's wrong, I can feel it (Six minutes, six minutes, -- -- -- --- you're on) Just a feeling I've got Like something's about to happen But I don't know what If that means, what I think it means, we're in trouble Big trouble. And if he is as bananas as you say I'm not taking any chances You were just what the doctor ordered.." With that instantly the voice over ends and the Masked Man's voice starts. "I'm beginning to feel like a damn God, damn God- I don't need to slap box damn stop. Man stop, red light red sign XWF is a damn flop! Seeing me back in this shop you'd thought I'd be a flashing REMPOD. I'm a Ghost, I'm suppose to be dead but Sewaside brings me back- and it's time that I'm fed. XWF you made your bed, LIE in it- YES that's what I said. Lay in it. Because when I'm done- your corpse I'll play in it! Because this is my shoot, you have nothing to say in it! Whether it's the Administrator or the many different Conversators, them silly commentators. I'm the Elite and I have plenty Imitators. Wrestlin' a bunch of TOTS, they some RETATORS, potatoes. And I'm a trap, I know I'll get replies and that's how you bait those, and I'll eat them with a tad bit of bacos. I may be a tad bit stale and rusty. But trust me, I will bust thee- plus Gs, it's okay to LUST ME. Once I dust off the jitters, and all you get use to being the Bitters, and no longer being the Winners. You'll understand why I'm the Man of the Twitters. You bunch of Twatters, you're in the deep waters. You're plotting with one of the Wittiest Plotters. But if you want to bleed just remember I'm one of the Heaviest Clotters. But I digress I'm only here to have some fun." During the speech, his hands waves and his face enters and exits the pan of the camera. His face zooming in close and dropping backwards so you can see him still dressed in his blue outfit with darkened red hair. "You may refer to me as Bozo, as Clown, as Masked Man, as Infamous. Frankly I don't care it's all synonymous, with me being anonymous. I am everything you like, but everything you love to hate. Start the line for everyone to wait. Because I'm fashionably early to escalate, the fans to generate a noise that none of those in the back can relate. I will blow the roof off the place, and I'll choose the pace, so if you're like Caliban- learn to give some space. Because many of you are not worthy of being stomped by the boots that I lace. And if you want to drive me mad, you just might catch to the side of the face, a swing crack smack from the end of my mace. You know that ball with spikes, that all Medievalists like. So if you think I'm scared to offend you; beep blank bitch snitch punk ass cunt runt hoe queer steer dyke. Didn't get it hit rewind and re-listen to be sure you heard right. And with that, all a good day, and one horrible night." Still waving hands about, speaking his speech and getting sweaty from the bright overhanging lamp light. His make-up beginning to smear with the beads of sweat dripping down from the forehead to his nose, with his words finally coming to a close. Infamous spins and with a nod steps out of frame as the soft playing song continues. Don't mistake him for Satan It's a fatal mistake if you think I need to be overseas And take a vacation to trip a broad And make her fall on her face and Don't be a , be a king? Think not Why be a king when you can be a God? Before fading out completely, the text shines across the screen. "These next couple weeks, I finally RE-ENTER" Character Time: Hours before the weekly Wednesday Warfare. (Preemptive towards Friday due to board issues.) Character Setting: Somewhere behind the scenes in the Arena. Character Mood: Enlightened, awakened from the long slobber.