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12-01-2014, 01:03 PM
(12-01-2014, 12:26 PM)Ghost Tank Said: The video comes to life, and at first is just neon green words that flickered then disappeared
He's coming.
Then it flashed to the image of Alvald who began to speak,
"To one, Jacob, False Prophet of The "Real" Higher Power. You and your robed lackeys have invaded in too many of my matches. Have cost me to be at less than a hundred percent for a couple. The Cleanser of the Higher Power will be back. Soon. The first item on his agenda is to cleanse the false church and its supposed "prophet", it's "leader". Jacob will be made an example of".
The video begins to crackle as static rings out, then fades to black.
Jacob walks into camera shot holding a chair, places it down, removes his Red Hood, and sits down. He looks at the video which has just played. Sits there. Suddenly he starts laughing. He keeps laughing. After a while he stops, and tries to compose himself.
"What a fool you are Ghost Tank. What a joker at that too. You should join the Dwarf Frodo, the kid Maverick, and the idiot Scully on their world comedy tour. That's what you are, comedic value."
"You even lost to that loser Mastermind, who went on to claim the X-Treme Title, and is on a winning streak. What are you on? Absolutely nothing. You come and go, you go and come, yet you do nothing of value."
"Let me tell you something. The Real Higher Power does not have a church, I am no Prophet, I am the Leader of The Real Higher Power, who is here to cause chaos, mayhem and destruction. You, Joker man, are nothing to us. That promo that you put out didn't do anything."
"One last thing. Did you enjoy having a piano drop on your noggin? That was courtesy of The Mafia Men, who brought us into this world. We take over from them. What ever their beef with you, is now our beef. You are a fool."
Jaocb sits back and begins laughing again.
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