Post by Sheriff Caleb on Nov 17, 2013 6:57:33 GMT
Berserker born with much wit
I speak little and much do hear
For fools words' I give not a whit
Only feed fools with axe and spear - Khorne
|~| November 1st. 886 A.D, All saints day of the English church religion a peaceful and harmonious day for those of the providence of York, England. In the thoughts of the mindless they ignored the threat of the coming invasion of the Norse force threat of Ivan "The Boneless". Walking his way up the shores of England in conquest of London to raid the king's personal treasury to expand the Scandinavian empire. The historians say York should have seen the attack coming, instead thinking they would go around, while God protected the glorious day of praise. Odin and Thor had other plans for the small little town. Ivan marched through the place of Tyne conquering in March after spending the winter and fighting through thousands. The Great Heathen army marched on with only a mere thousand men in search of York. On October 31st, 886 A.D there was said to be a thunderous storm that filled the sky with lightening preparing Thor and Odin to send their sons to battle, some say the souls of the fallen heathen walked the streets of York the morning of All Saints Day and moaned, but the English were stupid and instead of evading they stayed. The dawn peaked the horizon and Ivan "The Boneless" marched with 1000 men side by side forming the Skjaldborg also known as the shield wall. Behind them stood a man, he blew the horn and got the attention of all those standing in the town celebrating, they turned their attention in fear.|~| With a booming voice spoke with authority.
"An army of immortals, onward they march, one by one
Chanting their ranting cheers,
At the sound of their approach, hearts of feeble enemies drum.
Beating their swords onto their shields;
Hordes of beasts in great number they come,
Having pledged to return victorious, or perish on the battlefield.
Oh the taciturn vicinity shall soon turn into a battle ground.
The pulsation of the ground under their feet
Amplifying from afar a vociferous sound,
The horses galloping and the footmen stomping such a rhythmic beat!
Hearts of the immortals free from remorse, for this is one battle; one to recount
The raven banners appear, amidst the fog, from the northern mountain’s peak.
Death is upon the enemy; ravens lurking not so high
Abruptly the Scandinavian troops halt uniformly awaiting a single war cry,
“Odin här kommer vi!”[1] hollers the chieftain, thence the Vikings unloose
Thirst-battered and marching to quench their thirst from the blood that shall ooze.
TO ODIN WE SING THE BATTLE WE SHALL BRING!"
"Aye' it's a truly wonderful time of year yes? The heat has left us, the leaves have fallen, and the rain falls and feeds the creation. November is my favorite time of' tha' year because it was at this time when my ancestors went off on the pillages' to bring't back the glories and the food of not only our harvest but the harvest of others! The thing about pillage is this, ya' do not only go out to kill, and taketh away from others. Its a means of providin' for ya' families, and giving thanks to the god's that hath' provided for ya'. You pillaged for them and your earl that take car' of ya' through the hardest' of times. I am not here to try and completely kill this business with the sickness of my Virus' yea instead I cometh' to help you. I came here' to weed' out the weak, and to eliminate the ones who have no value and hinder' the progress. A virus is something very complex yet so very' simple. It will do either one of these things, t'will make the vessel very weak, and then stronger! Or t'will make it very weak and then the vessel will stop fighting and the virus' will win and the vessel will die! If death to IWF means the cleanse be complete then so be it. The injection of this virus will begin this week.
A team that consists of an Aussie and an Englishman, two cultures that you would think do not mix but in this team they happen to. Cyrus Daniels, and Bernard De Montfort. Cyrus impressed with himself he's an "established name" impressed career' an' usin' recent matches to try and strike tha' fear into me. Cyrus I have no fear you should no that now, I have shed blood and broken bones like every other man, and I have seen the gates of Hades and tasted Valhalla's sweet nectar. You should be the one who shoulda' be afraid. You said it yourself' you don't like gettin' ya head kicked in. It seems that this is not the first time its happened, you're weak and have no chance against me. My tactic is surprise and beat down like I did to the two weaklings last weak. Cyrus you're nothing but a vessel who will either join me or fall to me, you are no fierce competitor. I have seen women with more will and fight than you. You disgust me as a man and you disgrace you're own' name son'.
Now we have the Englishman, another pitiful weakling living on his families name. Embracing himself and the day of armistice, some kind of pride to you. Winning a war with another' country makes you proud eh? Makes you so superior and happy, you must forget you're countries history. That's why I gladly gave you the lesson boy. It's not the first time people like us have met in battle, and it won't be the first time you're people lose in battle. My ancestors' of the great Heathen burnt your' precious city to the ground. We stole your money, your women, and everything else. My outcome won't be much different. I come for your soul Bernard, I come for this company also. Bernard you think you're a smart guy don't ya'? Mentioning me being a Nordic, yet having a name of a "samurai" as you say. The English and their ignorance after centuries haven't changed its sad. The name "ShoGun" was branded on my from my time in Japan wrestling. A Shogun, in fact' t'was not a samurai you dunce he was a military official. I led Japanese federations to the light, I weeded' them of their weaknesses. I CLEANSED THEM! As I departed for the states I was given the name ShoGun as a ruthless warrior,and I dare not disrespect it. I keep the Scandinavian blood in me strong because I am a modern day viking, I am a heathen. Ivan "The Boneless" blood is the same blood in my vanes and I tend to keep it pumping. Bernard ya' may' call me offensive, racial maybe but understand this call me a fake' or say any'thing' bout' my heritage again I will end you like my people have done in the past. You're slime I am better than ya' ever could be."
Chanting their ranting cheers,
At the sound of their approach, hearts of feeble enemies drum.
Beating their swords onto their shields;
Hordes of beasts in great number they come,
Having pledged to return victorious, or perish on the battlefield.
Oh the taciturn vicinity shall soon turn into a battle ground.
The pulsation of the ground under their feet
Amplifying from afar a vociferous sound,
The horses galloping and the footmen stomping such a rhythmic beat!
Hearts of the immortals free from remorse, for this is one battle; one to recount
The raven banners appear, amidst the fog, from the northern mountain’s peak.
Death is upon the enemy; ravens lurking not so high
Abruptly the Scandinavian troops halt uniformly awaiting a single war cry,
“Odin här kommer vi!”[1] hollers the chieftain, thence the Vikings unloose
Thirst-battered and marching to quench their thirst from the blood that shall ooze.
TO ODIN WE SING THE BATTLE WE SHALL BRING!"
|~|Ivan fought through the English York reserve's army and lit the town on fire burning it down to a smoldering ash. They went on to take Cullen and slayed everyone. They, likewise, burnt down Cullen. That's when the King of England surrendered a sum of gold and silver to Ivan, in return Ivan was asked to leave, and not reach London or touch any near providence. Ivan sat in the ruined city of Cullen and waited for his money to be delivered. He slayed the messenger before departing back to the mother land. Establishing the dominance of the Viking culture in the western civilization for yet another time.|~|
-Present day-
|~|A man in dark blue jeanes and a hoodie stands in a open field with stones surrounding him. It doesn't appear to be America soil, but some where in Europe. The camera approaches the man and he turns around to reveal his face....."ShoGun" Tank Armod. He nods his head in approval of the camera to come closer he sits on the stones. With a thick Scandinavian accent he speaks soft and slow, as the breeze whispers through the trees.|~|
|~|A man in dark blue jeanes and a hoodie stands in a open field with stones surrounding him. It doesn't appear to be America soil, but some where in Europe. The camera approaches the man and he turns around to reveal his face....."ShoGun" Tank Armod. He nods his head in approval of the camera to come closer he sits on the stones. With a thick Scandinavian accent he speaks soft and slow, as the breeze whispers through the trees.|~|
"Aye' it's a truly wonderful time of year yes? The heat has left us, the leaves have fallen, and the rain falls and feeds the creation. November is my favorite time of' tha' year because it was at this time when my ancestors went off on the pillages' to bring't back the glories and the food of not only our harvest but the harvest of others! The thing about pillage is this, ya' do not only go out to kill, and taketh away from others. Its a means of providin' for ya' families, and giving thanks to the god's that hath' provided for ya'. You pillaged for them and your earl that take car' of ya' through the hardest' of times. I am not here to try and completely kill this business with the sickness of my Virus' yea instead I cometh' to help you. I came here' to weed' out the weak, and to eliminate the ones who have no value and hinder' the progress. A virus is something very complex yet so very' simple. It will do either one of these things, t'will make the vessel very weak, and then stronger! Or t'will make it very weak and then the vessel will stop fighting and the virus' will win and the vessel will die! If death to IWF means the cleanse be complete then so be it. The injection of this virus will begin this week.
A team that consists of an Aussie and an Englishman, two cultures that you would think do not mix but in this team they happen to. Cyrus Daniels, and Bernard De Montfort. Cyrus impressed with himself he's an "established name" impressed career' an' usin' recent matches to try and strike tha' fear into me. Cyrus I have no fear you should no that now, I have shed blood and broken bones like every other man, and I have seen the gates of Hades and tasted Valhalla's sweet nectar. You should be the one who shoulda' be afraid. You said it yourself' you don't like gettin' ya head kicked in. It seems that this is not the first time its happened, you're weak and have no chance against me. My tactic is surprise and beat down like I did to the two weaklings last weak. Cyrus you're nothing but a vessel who will either join me or fall to me, you are no fierce competitor. I have seen women with more will and fight than you. You disgust me as a man and you disgrace you're own' name son'.
Now we have the Englishman, another pitiful weakling living on his families name. Embracing himself and the day of armistice, some kind of pride to you. Winning a war with another' country makes you proud eh? Makes you so superior and happy, you must forget you're countries history. That's why I gladly gave you the lesson boy. It's not the first time people like us have met in battle, and it won't be the first time you're people lose in battle. My ancestors' of the great Heathen burnt your' precious city to the ground. We stole your money, your women, and everything else. My outcome won't be much different. I come for your soul Bernard, I come for this company also. Bernard you think you're a smart guy don't ya'? Mentioning me being a Nordic, yet having a name of a "samurai" as you say. The English and their ignorance after centuries haven't changed its sad. The name "ShoGun" was branded on my from my time in Japan wrestling. A Shogun, in fact' t'was not a samurai you dunce he was a military official. I led Japanese federations to the light, I weeded' them of their weaknesses. I CLEANSED THEM! As I departed for the states I was given the name ShoGun as a ruthless warrior,and I dare not disrespect it. I keep the Scandinavian blood in me strong because I am a modern day viking, I am a heathen. Ivan "The Boneless" blood is the same blood in my vanes and I tend to keep it pumping. Bernard ya' may' call me offensive, racial maybe but understand this call me a fake' or say any'thing' bout' my heritage again I will end you like my people have done in the past. You're slime I am better than ya' ever could be."
|~|Tank shivers and sighs seeing his own breath he stands and notions towards to his home, he walks towards the home and the camera follows.|~|
"Let us come into the home, yes? This talking is driving a thirst in me, we can finish in there."
|~|He opens the door to the spacious home, it is made from stone like most classic European homes. A fire is blazing and a bear pelt covers the floor. The mantel above the fire hangs the pelt of a wolf with the head hanging.|~|
"Cyrus, Bernard I now remember what you remind me of. You remind me of these two animals and the one moment of my life that made me a man. My mama and papa kept the ancient ways in which my mother land was founded, the gauntlet in which makes you a man. It consists of one winter alone fending for yourself and bringing back enough for your family to survive off of. Meat, fur, and tribute to the god's. I came upon a wolf stalking its pray, which happened' to be this bear'. I was but a stone throw away and I heard the wolf growl, and i watched it snarl its teach. As I watched I saw the rest of the wolfs pack join him, the bear was not slow in instinct. It arose to its hind legs and let a growl out as the each member of the pack attacked. I watched this bear try and fight off, the pack had a good four wolf tin'it. He killed two and left two, as the two wolves realized only one would get the meat of the bear they did not want to share. They knew in the tough winter this would be the last bear to hit hibernation, and the meat would only give enough for one survival. The bear sat having no energy left and expecting death, accepting defeat, but the alpha wolf decided to kill the other wolf. As he ripped the young wolf apart he turned his attention to the bear, and I drew my bow and I shot it. I pierced his heart and he howled dying. I cut the bears throat and let it bleed out, think of it this way now. Cyrus you're the bear you have brute strength but no true tactic, you make strike the wolf down and kill a few of them, but you no nothing else. Bernard you're stupid as the wolf instead of finishing you're kill you side track yourself, and you leave yourself' open to clear attack. I will hurt you if you give me that chance.... an' ya' won't like it. We will see you in the ring."
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Scene 2:
|~|Tank's sitting in a locker room with a coffee in his hand, he has a chew in his lip and he spits it on the ground. He looks at the camera in his face.|~|
"When I speak the majority of its rage and thoughts merging, some of its clustered as hell I do admit to that. I feel like I should make my self more clear to who virus is. Not just have all eyes on me."
|~| The camera zooms out and Jackhammer stands to the left of Tank and the collection knows as Lust to the right of him |~|
"A virus is an infective agent that typically consists of a nucleic acid molecule in a protein coat, is too small to be seen by light microscopy, and is able to multiply only within the living cells of a host. Within the cell it grows and it eventually become' the cell, and infect the entire thing, from the cell mitosis happens and the cell splits and joins with other cells. It kill everything' in sight', and each virus has its own cure. Victory and Gold, it's our cure. This company tis' on a path of destruction, we hire the weak and let them think they're acceptable to this atmosphere. Let me tell ya' one thing, social Darwinism is at its finest in this industry. The weak die and the strong prevail, that's why when I saw this company trying to trash at giant because, "acting" was an issue. I got my self up and got here and enlisted him as a solider, as an antibody with my Virus. The problem' t'was this though, numbers is power. In Japan I heard of this thing, this myth almost....this entity, it lurked in the shadow and it grew....and grew. When IWF signed Lust they signed a guy in a mask, and they thought about one guy. They got a brood... a brood who I got to tear this place a part where they saw weakness. Daniels, Bernard you better watch who you challenge because they've got two giants, and they're soulless they do what they need and want to win.
We as a unit are going to stop this cancer of fake, disgusting', no talent, no strength piece of crap showy game we call wrestling. We will make this a mans sport. We will tear down the barriers of what is safe and sane, Bernard you make a comment of cultures towards me. About a "ShoGun" Viking. You said it was Stupid, confused, maybe just asinine. Here's the thing I sat an pondered on that over my flight over here. Maybe you're right. It's stupid, but you forgot one word, one description...... Insane. Maybe it's insane, maybe virus is insane, maybe'. When the barriers are torn, and the blood is spilled we'll truly find out.
Cyrus you pointed out the last time you went head to head with Jackhammer you drove Alpha and Omega out. Or what e'er the team name was that was not the same idea. Jackhammer was brainwashed like you are. He did it for the "fans" the pathetic fat slobs who buy cheap ticket as our' pay. Jack has a new purpose he has a new take on life and he has a new goal. He is the power and hes the strength of IWF, he'll be a Messiah of this industry. Lust here, he...er...she...they yes they maybe different but as I said my pow'r is my numbers' people. I forgot which one of you morons said that it doesn't matter if we win this match because you'll get us back down the road..... Boys listen to me, when we win this' match if we see you again we will break everything on your body. My people are better than you, their difference are better than your differences because we are just better. That's why we're the chosen ones to cleanse this place, we the ones to help this dying race of "athletes". We are the new age heathen army and we will come after every single person in IWF, and we will take each of you down if you get' in our way. The cleanse has began ladies and gentlemen. Virus out...."
"When I speak the majority of its rage and thoughts merging, some of its clustered as hell I do admit to that. I feel like I should make my self more clear to who virus is. Not just have all eyes on me."
|~| The camera zooms out and Jackhammer stands to the left of Tank and the collection knows as Lust to the right of him |~|
"A virus is an infective agent that typically consists of a nucleic acid molecule in a protein coat, is too small to be seen by light microscopy, and is able to multiply only within the living cells of a host. Within the cell it grows and it eventually become' the cell, and infect the entire thing, from the cell mitosis happens and the cell splits and joins with other cells. It kill everything' in sight', and each virus has its own cure. Victory and Gold, it's our cure. This company tis' on a path of destruction, we hire the weak and let them think they're acceptable to this atmosphere. Let me tell ya' one thing, social Darwinism is at its finest in this industry. The weak die and the strong prevail, that's why when I saw this company trying to trash at giant because, "acting" was an issue. I got my self up and got here and enlisted him as a solider, as an antibody with my Virus. The problem' t'was this though, numbers is power. In Japan I heard of this thing, this myth almost....this entity, it lurked in the shadow and it grew....and grew. When IWF signed Lust they signed a guy in a mask, and they thought about one guy. They got a brood... a brood who I got to tear this place a part where they saw weakness. Daniels, Bernard you better watch who you challenge because they've got two giants, and they're soulless they do what they need and want to win.
We as a unit are going to stop this cancer of fake, disgusting', no talent, no strength piece of crap showy game we call wrestling. We will make this a mans sport. We will tear down the barriers of what is safe and sane, Bernard you make a comment of cultures towards me. About a "ShoGun" Viking. You said it was Stupid, confused, maybe just asinine. Here's the thing I sat an pondered on that over my flight over here. Maybe you're right. It's stupid, but you forgot one word, one description...... Insane. Maybe it's insane, maybe virus is insane, maybe'. When the barriers are torn, and the blood is spilled we'll truly find out.
Cyrus you pointed out the last time you went head to head with Jackhammer you drove Alpha and Omega out. Or what e'er the team name was that was not the same idea. Jackhammer was brainwashed like you are. He did it for the "fans" the pathetic fat slobs who buy cheap ticket as our' pay. Jack has a new purpose he has a new take on life and he has a new goal. He is the power and hes the strength of IWF, he'll be a Messiah of this industry. Lust here, he...er...she...they yes they maybe different but as I said my pow'r is my numbers' people. I forgot which one of you morons said that it doesn't matter if we win this match because you'll get us back down the road..... Boys listen to me, when we win this' match if we see you again we will break everything on your body. My people are better than you, their difference are better than your differences because we are just better. That's why we're the chosen ones to cleanse this place, we the ones to help this dying race of "athletes". We are the new age heathen army and we will come after every single person in IWF, and we will take each of you down if you get' in our way. The cleanse has began ladies and gentlemen. Virus out...."
|~| The scene fades to black|~|
Well howdy there pardner.