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Adrenaline 4/13/2012 Andrew Sanders vs Vampyro vs Zasalamel
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We open up to an empty field. Its night out, the wind is barely whistling. So due to the quietness the crunching of leaves and branches can be heard as there appears to be a man walking through it in a hooded robe. His face concealed mainly due to the darkness, and also due to the hood. But in his hand it is seen that he is carrying the mask of Zasalamel. He walks through until he is near the middle of the field still looking down towards the ground. The camera focusing on his back.
Zasalamel: Last week was nothing more than a mere taste of what I can offer. Last week was simply a glimpse of what I am capable of. I dismantled three men without trying. I looked simply to send a message to the future opponent that would be placed before me that there will be no remorse for whatever it is that I feel like doing to you whether it be to slit your head wide open with a piledriver on the steel ramp or crack you in the back of the head with a steel chair just to see how your body crumples as it collapses on the mat. But what matters most to me is how much air it takes to leave your body and not be able to reach your brain before you simply give in to the attempt to live and would rather accept death. Because only in death will your pain be forever gone. Only in death will you finally be free from what I can and will bring to you. Only in death will you be free from the tragedies, from the mishaps, from the mistakes of life.
And only in death will you escape the misfortune of having to face off against a sadistic … I would say person but there are people here that would not consider me a person. That would not want to consider me a human being because I refuse to show remorse to others. But tell me… why should I? Why should I wait and allow these people to do unto me before I do unto them? Is there supposed to be a code of fairness to live by in life? Is there supposed to be an acceptable way to live life? Because I tell you… there isn’t. I tell you that if you want to live by those rules… by the supposed Golden Rules in do unto others as you would have them do unto you… you will never make it anywhere for living by those rules would mean nothing will be done. Nothing will be done for how many would want to do everything they could for another? Nobody. The selfishness of society would be its own misfortune and would be the reason for its own destruction. And that is why I CHOOSE to live by my own rules. Fight for another day.
He removes the hood from his head and places the mask over his face. As he turns around the light shines to show that the parts of his face not covered by the mask are covered in his blood.
Zasalamel: Vampyro and Sanders have the unfortunate and daunting task of having to battle with the likes of me and I wonder… what rules would they live under. What rules will they abide by. That only the strong survive? Because if that is what they wish to live by may they perish quickly for the strong will surely die. It is the smart, it is the sadistic, it is the emotionless, it is the ones that accept pain for what it is, that embrace it, that welcome it that will survive for they know what it is to live each and every day. They accept life for what it is and they will be the ones that will do whatever it takes to defeat the “strong” in life.
It is not a matter of being understood, but it is a matter of knowing what it takes to do whatever is necessary. And I am more than willing to do whatever is necessary to see the utter destruction of those two. To see their blood paint the canvas of the ring after I am finished with them. To leave them unconscious. Or if they are conscious… to make sure that they are writhing in pain, wishing for me to let go, that I would relinquish the pain that I will be inflicting on them each and every second that I am allotted. We are entering an era where we must be prepared. Prepared for whatever will come. For whoever will come. For in time… all will soon be lost… and it is at that time all will finally be understood.
Zasalamel extends his arms in a crucifix pose as he lifts his head up and lets out a yell as the scene fades to black.
Zasalamel: Last week was nothing more than a mere taste of what I can offer. Last week was simply a glimpse of what I am capable of. I dismantled three men without trying. I looked simply to send a message to the future opponent that would be placed before me that there will be no remorse for whatever it is that I feel like doing to you whether it be to slit your head wide open with a piledriver on the steel ramp or crack you in the back of the head with a steel chair just to see how your body crumples as it collapses on the mat. But what matters most to me is how much air it takes to leave your body and not be able to reach your brain before you simply give in to the attempt to live and would rather accept death. Because only in death will your pain be forever gone. Only in death will you finally be free from what I can and will bring to you. Only in death will you be free from the tragedies, from the mishaps, from the mistakes of life.
And only in death will you escape the misfortune of having to face off against a sadistic … I would say person but there are people here that would not consider me a person. That would not want to consider me a human being because I refuse to show remorse to others. But tell me… why should I? Why should I wait and allow these people to do unto me before I do unto them? Is there supposed to be a code of fairness to live by in life? Is there supposed to be an acceptable way to live life? Because I tell you… there isn’t. I tell you that if you want to live by those rules… by the supposed Golden Rules in do unto others as you would have them do unto you… you will never make it anywhere for living by those rules would mean nothing will be done. Nothing will be done for how many would want to do everything they could for another? Nobody. The selfishness of society would be its own misfortune and would be the reason for its own destruction. And that is why I CHOOSE to live by my own rules. Fight for another day.
He removes the hood from his head and places the mask over his face. As he turns around the light shines to show that the parts of his face not covered by the mask are covered in his blood.
Zasalamel: Vampyro and Sanders have the unfortunate and daunting task of having to battle with the likes of me and I wonder… what rules would they live under. What rules will they abide by. That only the strong survive? Because if that is what they wish to live by may they perish quickly for the strong will surely die. It is the smart, it is the sadistic, it is the emotionless, it is the ones that accept pain for what it is, that embrace it, that welcome it that will survive for they know what it is to live each and every day. They accept life for what it is and they will be the ones that will do whatever it takes to defeat the “strong” in life.
It is not a matter of being understood, but it is a matter of knowing what it takes to do whatever is necessary. And I am more than willing to do whatever is necessary to see the utter destruction of those two. To see their blood paint the canvas of the ring after I am finished with them. To leave them unconscious. Or if they are conscious… to make sure that they are writhing in pain, wishing for me to let go, that I would relinquish the pain that I will be inflicting on them each and every second that I am allotted. We are entering an era where we must be prepared. Prepared for whatever will come. For whoever will come. For in time… all will soon be lost… and it is at that time all will finally be understood.
Zasalamel extends his arms in a crucifix pose as he lifts his head up and lets out a yell as the scene fades to black.
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