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MrOtaku2399- Posts : 7
Join date : 2020-10-02
Been Gone For a Minute
Thu Nov 19, 2020 12:29 am
The sky was clear tonight. Far away from the lights of the bustling city or the polluted clouds of the factories. The cool autumn wind blows gently tonight as the trees sway to and fro. The sounds of silence can be maddening to some. Deafening. Infuriating. And oh, how silent it was that night. Not even crickets or grasshoppers were making a noise. Not even bats or birds. Nothing but footsteps and heartbeats could be heard. Nothing but blood flowing throughout the body…
The footsteps stop as if they heard someone talking over them. The sound soon appears.
”What was that?”
”Nothin’ now come on, we’re almost there.”
The footsteps continue as some noise gets closer and light draws near. We see trees appear from out of the dark abyss of nothingness. The beacon of light reveals itself as we hear the crackling of fire. The two figures surround it as they dump stuff into the fire. The flames grow as we hear cackling.
”Storm Chasers…”
”... Tell us, what is it that you fear?”
”Is it something out of your control or is it something more tangible?”
”It doesn’t matter what it is though, because we’re gonna show you a new fear, a new phobia, a new…”
[color=green\”Paranoia”[/color]
The flames grow even more now, they’re overbearing almost. The laughter drowns out everything else. Why won’t it stop? Why won’t it just go away? But it doesn’t go away, it gets louder and louder and louder. Just stop. The laughter continues, it's overbearing.
SHUT UP!
Everything stops. There’s nothing left. No noise, no flames, nothing. In the cold dark abyss we soon see two sets of eyes and teeth floating about. Soon after there’s a flash of light that overwhelms us. We then see two men standing there.
”Been gone for a minute but we’re back now. Sit the fuck down.”
”Storm Chasers… a few college dropouts who get a hard on for tornados. Two brain dead idiots who ain’t ever amounted to anything in or out of the ring.”
”Because if they were these great tornado chasers, wouldn’t they not have to get into wrestling? Risking your life chasing storms has to pay well, right?”
”I guess it don’t pay much Jordan, otherwise these two wouldn’t need to step into the ring. But even then they haven’t done too much in the ring either. At least in terms of winning gold’r any achievements.”
”No they may not be worth much, but they could still pull off the upset victory. Ya never know.”
”Storm Chasers! We are Paranoia. We will show you true fear. We will show you pure terror. You will learn what insanity really is! Because unlike you two, we’re a world class tag team. A group who’s a household name in the risin’ sun.”
”We are a team drowning in gold. Multiple tag team championships from all over the globe. But that was back then. Back in the last decade. This here, this here is 2020. A time that’s not kicked off so well for anyone.”
”That’s right, this is a new decade. A new chapter in our storied careers. But no matter what we always give it 110 percent. We haven’t teamed in damn near 3 years. But that doesn’t mean i haven’t been working in those three years, honing my craft.”
”3 years is a long time to be away from the ring. But it doesn’t matter. 3 years, 3 months, or even 3 days. We’re at the top of our game and ain’t some punks gonna take that from us. Two jerkwads stuck in a cramped car all day ain’t no where near ready to take us on.”
” You two boys can talk all the trash ya want, you can say this or that but at the end of the day words are only that. Words do not win matches. Talent and skill does. Getting into your opponents head… does.”
Kira reaches down and pulls up a fake head of one of the storm chasers while Jordan raises another up.
”This is your fate after you step into the ring with us. Because if you want to beat Paranoia, your going to have to fucking kill us!”
”Your going to have to be willing to fucking die in that ring if you even want a sliver of a chance at beating us. We’re ready and willing to die, but are you?”
They stick spears into the heads and raise them up as they stare into the camera.
“Now ENTER THE MADNESS!”
The footsteps stop as if they heard someone talking over them. The sound soon appears.
”What was that?”
”Nothin’ now come on, we’re almost there.”
The footsteps continue as some noise gets closer and light draws near. We see trees appear from out of the dark abyss of nothingness. The beacon of light reveals itself as we hear the crackling of fire. The two figures surround it as they dump stuff into the fire. The flames grow as we hear cackling.
”Storm Chasers…”
”... Tell us, what is it that you fear?”
”Is it something out of your control or is it something more tangible?”
”It doesn’t matter what it is though, because we’re gonna show you a new fear, a new phobia, a new…”
[color=green\”Paranoia”[/color]
The flames grow even more now, they’re overbearing almost. The laughter drowns out everything else. Why won’t it stop? Why won’t it just go away? But it doesn’t go away, it gets louder and louder and louder. Just stop. The laughter continues, it's overbearing.
SHUT UP!
Everything stops. There’s nothing left. No noise, no flames, nothing. In the cold dark abyss we soon see two sets of eyes and teeth floating about. Soon after there’s a flash of light that overwhelms us. We then see two men standing there.
”Been gone for a minute but we’re back now. Sit the fuck down.”
”Storm Chasers… a few college dropouts who get a hard on for tornados. Two brain dead idiots who ain’t ever amounted to anything in or out of the ring.”
”Because if they were these great tornado chasers, wouldn’t they not have to get into wrestling? Risking your life chasing storms has to pay well, right?”
”I guess it don’t pay much Jordan, otherwise these two wouldn’t need to step into the ring. But even then they haven’t done too much in the ring either. At least in terms of winning gold’r any achievements.”
”No they may not be worth much, but they could still pull off the upset victory. Ya never know.”
”Storm Chasers! We are Paranoia. We will show you true fear. We will show you pure terror. You will learn what insanity really is! Because unlike you two, we’re a world class tag team. A group who’s a household name in the risin’ sun.”
”We are a team drowning in gold. Multiple tag team championships from all over the globe. But that was back then. Back in the last decade. This here, this here is 2020. A time that’s not kicked off so well for anyone.”
”That’s right, this is a new decade. A new chapter in our storied careers. But no matter what we always give it 110 percent. We haven’t teamed in damn near 3 years. But that doesn’t mean i haven’t been working in those three years, honing my craft.”
”3 years is a long time to be away from the ring. But it doesn’t matter. 3 years, 3 months, or even 3 days. We’re at the top of our game and ain’t some punks gonna take that from us. Two jerkwads stuck in a cramped car all day ain’t no where near ready to take us on.”
” You two boys can talk all the trash ya want, you can say this or that but at the end of the day words are only that. Words do not win matches. Talent and skill does. Getting into your opponents head… does.”
Kira reaches down and pulls up a fake head of one of the storm chasers while Jordan raises another up.
”This is your fate after you step into the ring with us. Because if you want to beat Paranoia, your going to have to fucking kill us!”
”Your going to have to be willing to fucking die in that ring if you even want a sliver of a chance at beating us. We’re ready and willing to die, but are you?”
They stick spears into the heads and raise them up as they stare into the camera.
“Now ENTER THE MADNESS!”
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