Apex Killer Death-Angel
Posts : 234
Join date : 2011-03-02
Age : 104
Location : Hell
Wrestler Stats
IWF Record: "The crime is life, the sentence is death!"
Alignment: In Between
 |  Subject: Fear unleashed  Tue May 08, 2012 5:04 pm | |
| October 31, 2011
"...And Welcoming A Theif..."
.... A lot of people are fully aware of the accomplishments of the man made monster known as "Andrew Savage." They see the horror he has unleashed throughout his illustrious career as a pro-wrestler. They have witnessed the carnage he is capable of. Without a doubt, He will go down as one of the most successful of the "dark" characters in pro-wrestling. With a breath taking thirty plus World titles, not too mention dozens and dozens of singles and tag team titles... Death has raised the bar for what a "horror"-esque wrestler is supposed to be. But few really know the true capabilites of the living dead man. Few really know the insatiable need to continue to better himself. Few really know his true ravenous need to destroy the next competitor who steps in front of him. His thirst for blood... his thirst for gold... his thirst for self improvement. Everyone always looks at Death Angel and sees a legend that is probably at the end of his rope....
Unfortunately for those people.... they can't even fathom the simple fact....
DEATH ANGEL IS THE ONLY MAN WHO HOLDS THE GRASP TO THAT NOOSE!
"Mr. Savage" is the only man who can decide his own fate. . . . 'nuff said....
(Halloween has always been a time of enjoyment for Savage. He's even been put on record as saying this is "his christmas!" Such a statement can not simply be shrugged off... because the fact of the matter is October has ALWAYS been a time when Savage thrived. Don't get me wrong, the other eleven months of the year Savage has done his fair share of title winning. But it always seems as though when the ghouls come out to play... Savage comes out to do his little dance with them. So it's only fitting that the OSW audio/video team be forced from their homes ... from their families and their little children who are all getting dressed up as Vampires and goblins and Jason Vorhee's , or whatever costumes they may choose... and they must file in their white OSW van to come out and film a little vignette by our Demon warrior.
As the white van pulls out of the OSW headquarters.. we are live on camera. Apparently this is what we would call an old school promo. Because despite the fact that the OSW video crew are inside the van.... the camera's are indeed rolling.)
Camera Man 1: "Jesus Christ! What the hell did I do to piss management off?"
CM 2: "Whatya mean, Bobby?"
CM 1: "Dude, .. You do realize what day it is , don't you? I know you don't have any f*ckin' kids... but..."
CM 2: "Yeah, It's Halloween. So?"
(It is now that camera man one turns his attention to the OSW camera which in turn breaks the fourth wall.)
CM 1: "He obvious has never filmed a Death Angel promo on Halloween."
(The second camera man turns to the camera and in a very campy way he proceeds to gulp down hard. What are we filming a Nightmare on Elm street movie or something? Regardless of this fact... the Death Angel fans will eat this up! And do not be mistaken... Death Angel has a very cult like following. Much like stars like Sabu, Raven, Undertaker, or other darker and hardcore wrestlers... Death Angel has such a following that it matters not if he is a heel, face, tweener or whatever the f*ck he is. His fans will love him forever and always. His fans follow on his heels as if he were God almighty. Why? Simply because no matter what his emotional actions are inside the squared circle. His physical actions will always be the same: Brutality, Technicality, and sheer unadulterated talent.
As the OSW audio/video van winds down a bend in the countryside of Upstate, New York... Namely, Johnstown, New York... we find ourselves upon a dirt road. This road is without a doubt, out in the "sticks", as native New Yorkians would call it. There is such an eerie feeling to this place in the fall . . . especially around Halloween. We have already passed very eerie scenery... such as corn fields, pumpkin pathces, and other broken down shacks which are miles and miles apart in the countryside. The whole feeling off this promo has quickly grown to be awestriking and simply ... scary.
As the sun slowly sets. . . we are left with a simple yellow hue of light across the top of these huge trees. We finally come across a clearing where we see a huge red barn which has been extremely erroded by the harsh new york weather. The once completely red barn is now stripped of seventy five percent of its paint... the once immensely strong structure is now delapted and "haunted" looking. It really is cliche for a simple Halloween joy ride. But what would be more fitting at this time of the day? What would be more accurate then a broken down barn to find our boogie man hiding out at? With that being said the van screaches to a hault just a little while before the barn's double wide doors. As the men begin to unload their equipment we are finally left in the darkness. With the sun set it's time for Halloween to truely begin. . .
TRICK OR TREAT BITCHES!!!!
The men approach the double wide doors of this once beautiful structure. Through the cracks in the walls we can hear something scattering around in the barn. As the first camera man hoists up the 2 X 4 which rests on the barn door... we hear a THUD! The wood falls to the floor and the doors slowly creek open by themselves. The camera man back up quickly...
As the doors open we see a huge cloud of dust file out of the barn. Obviously this barn hasn't been in working use for a very long time. The camera men step in and just as they do a single sixty watt light bulb is clicked on by a long metal link chain. Directly under this tiny bit of illumination is a man dressed in a one peice overall jean suit, and a black t-shirt under his overalls. He's also wearing a Jason mask!!! Under the eyeholes we see two crimson red eyes beaming at us. His eyes could litterally burn holes in the thousand dollar camera lens.)
DA: "WELL WELL WELL!!!!... HELLO and HAPPY HALLOWEEN!!!!"
(Death Angel begins to walk behind a row of hay bushels. There is a reciprocating pumpkin for each hay bushel. Each carved with a different demented grin. . . and each contianing a candle to make their jackal smiles glow just as his is glowing under his hockey mask. Death Angel reaches behind the hay bushel to pull out HIS OSW World Championship belt. Stressing the word "HIS!")
DA: "First off... I'd like to say welcome to a certain someone. That person being known as Jason Justice! Well, Well, Well... it appears you have come to this fine company known as OSW. Welcome, Justice! I just wanted you to see something for yourself... You see, unlike the time you looted my house and sold all the contents in your little "garage sale." ... Well, that time you DID get something over on me. I'll admit it, I'm man enough. HOWEVER.... Justice, I want you to see something . . . Something very important. You see, you think your little game you played yesterday was pretty funny, don't you? You think you are real clever. I saw your little promo. You stole all the OSW titles . . . All of them except ONE!"
(Death Angel raises the OSW World Championship belt which he won last week when he defeated Devin Justice. He raises it high in the air. . . up and over his head, like the champion and warrior he is. He then proceeds to lower it down and drapes it over his prestigous shoulder. You see, the World title is something Death Angel has ALWAYS held a great respect for. Despite what some people may think... The World title DOES mean something. Death Angel enjoys coming into a federation and taking a title of this stature and making it the highlight of any card. He enjoys bringing a title like this and shooting right for the moon. Making all the fans want HIS match instead of the TV Champions match. Let's face it . . in a company where a man known as "The American Icon"Eric Stone is champion... such a task like this will not be terribly hard.)
DA: "I don't know what site you used to order your little replica. But let me tell ya Justice. You didn't get the REAL OSW World Title. Because mine is right here ...fine and dandy. But that was pretty funny of you. You took the titles and proceeded to burn them all...."
(Death Angel claps sarcastically.)
"I don't know what kind of immagination it must take to think of something like that... but I applaud you, I really do. HAHAHAHA! I hope you sence the sarcasm here... Justice. Because I'm laying it on pretty thick. But anyways, if you really feel you must come in here and desicrate all the titles because of whatever little insecurities you may posesses. Well, if you really want to burn this title I hold... Why don't you do it the old fashioned way? I'll be waiting, bitch!"
"Okay, enough about that punjab. Lets move on to more pressing issues. This week I'm defending my title at the OSW pay-per-view.. Crash and Burn! Well, Halloween is upon us and its time for a little Trick or Treating if you ask me. You know, I couldn't be happier that I get to bust not one persons skull, not two skulls, but three.. But I find something a little perplexing. That being the meer fact that Tanner Sandman Jones is in this bout. Seriously?! FUCKING SERIOUSLY?! Who is this punjab anyways? I don't think I've even ever heard him speak. Ahhh.. nevermind, I don't think I want to anyways. He sounds like a dipshit to me. No sandman will be able to wake you from this nightmare, my friend, because this week you will be face to face with a real monster, a real boogie man... A real life Freddy krueger, and no magic cards, harry potter, or Dream Warriors will be able to stand in my way. Because im the kind of monster that just keeps coming. Just like Jason Vorhee's himself.. You can electrocute me..."
"Hell, wouldn't be the first time..."
"You can set me on fire..."
"SHIT!!! I might do that myself!!!"
"You can bring in some barbed wire.."
"FUCK! Now that's something I WILL do myself!!!"
"But guess what buddy... I'll just keep coming at you. And no matter how many steps ahead of me you are... I will be one step behind you. And unfortunately for you my friend... one of my steps is like three of yours. So pretty much what I'm saying is... You wont be in this match for long. 'nuff fuckin' said."
"As for the other competitors. We got a man who I do respect. In fact, he's probably the only star in this match I respect. However, do not confuse respect for fear. Because I will never FEAR you Kabal Johnson. You are a fake.. a phonie... a quazi-monster. You spout off at the mouth about being OSW King of the Ring. Well, guess what Kabal Johnson. While you were King of the Ring.. I am the OSW World Heavyweight FUCKING CHAMPION! While you were holding tag titles in OSW... i was holding REAL titles. And don't get me wrong, I ended up capturing that tag titles, myself.. With the HELL's REJECTS. My point being, Kabal Johnson... You have never accomplished anything in this sport that I haven't done ten fold. You have never gained any acheivements over me. I have ALWAYS been ten steps ahead of you. Ya' see... OSW isn't aware of my capabilities yet. But they soon will be. This is only the begining for me.. And I've already become the OSW World Champion and Undisputed Champion of Champion. And let me tell ya, folks... I ain't slowin' down yet! So kabal Johnson, you can sacrafice your chickens, you can fuck 'em too... you can play your "dark" little rolls, you can pray to your Dark Lord. But let me tell you something . . . the only thing you will be praying for when the bell rings, is that Death Angel has mercy on your soul. Because not even your precious Dark Lord will be able to stop me after I get started. Demons be damned! I am the World Champion and in this Hardcore match we will FINALLY get the true meeting we have always deserved! Prepare to meet the face of your FEAR, Bitch!"
"As for the last and final competitor in this match. Devin Justice. Now here is a man who i've had a very historic past with. We have done battle numerous times. At least five or six. And tell me, Justice? How many times have you actually been successful? Ah, yes.... Once. I'll give you that Justice. You did defeat me for the Undisputed Champion of Champion belt. But that one blemish I have in our contests against each other... that will NEVER be repeated. And lets not forget how our last meeting went.. Because the proof is right here DRAPING OVER MY FUCKIN' SHOULDER!!!!"
(Death Angel reachs his right hand over and taps his index finger over the gold peice which is attached to the leather strap. As he taps his finger against his World title he begins to laugh psychotically. He then proceeds to raise his hand up and slides the Jason mask up and ontop of his head. As his face is shown for the first time in this promo... he smirks dementedly. After Death Angel shows his face for a few seconds he takes the Jason mask right off and tosses it aimlessly into the hay covered barn. He then walks over and takes a seat onto the hay bushels.)
"Justice, I have every intentions on retiring you from the ring...for good. You have been a thorn in my side for TOO LONG now. And I must relignquish this thorn for good.. So i can move on and have the World title reign that I want and deserve. NO one... NO ONE!"
"NO FUCKING ONE!!!"
"...Not Kabal Johnson, not some punjab Fuck by the name of Tanner Sandman Jones, not YOU Devin Johnson... Not Jason Justice... NO ONE can stand in my way of greatness. I made it clear before that my time has not come and gone here in this industry I love so much. But I am not dillusional... PSYCHOTIC MAYBE... but dillusional, NO! My point being... I know this will be my last run. I know this will be my final time at being a World Champion. But do not take that as me retiring... Because I have two, maybe three years left. And I'm going to end my reign in OSW. The Death Angel era will forever be known as the most HOMICIDAL FUCK to ever step into the ring! So I'm going to do everything in my power to eliminate EVERY threat that has ever come in my path. Starting with you Justice."
"Hey, don't be sad Justice. At least you still got the General Manager thing going for you. After your storied career inside the ring is finally over with... at least you still got that. That is... If I don't mangle you TOO bad. Hahahahaha!"
"MUWAHAHAHAHA!"
"In closing ... I want you all to realize one thing. If you have never gotten anything from me.. AT LEAST LISTEN TO THIS!!!! It may save your life..."
(Death Angel takes the zippo lighter back out of his pocket. He lights it. As the flame dances in the wind like a ghost haunting his prey.... He smirks as he tosses the zippo into the haybushel next to him. The hay quickly egnites and after a few moments the whole broad side of the barn is in flames! The smoke quickly grows thick and we hear the camera man gagging and couging. As the camera men exit the barn Death Angel stays behind?! What the HELL is he doing? He did say that the only one that could tighten the noose around his own career was himself? Is he trying to kill himself? As the camera men film the side of the barn bursting in flames... Shortly after Death Angel comes flying through the side of the barn combat boot first! He kicks through the boards and comes bursting through the wall in one big feat of victory! Death Angel's World title is around his waist as he declares...)
"The Only Thing To Fear"
"Is Fear Itself..."
"... I AM YOUR FUCKING FEAR!!!!!!!!!" | |
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