Project 161 Discussion
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There is a lot of things that throw me off, for some strange reason I really want to get to the bottom of this...
This is the main reason I believe Jacobs is the centerpiece of the whole scheme, but as Cynic Clinic pointed out, Pearce did say "The eyes are the gateway to a man's soul" while referring to BJ Whitmer at Respect Is Earned...My guess is this "clue" concerns both Pearce & Jacobs.
Pearce also said "Every day he will have to look in the mirror and ask himself, How can I break free?" Lets not forget about the writing on the mirrors.
Now this may be totally off but I must say...Nigel McGuinness could also be involved in this, hear me out.
161 is the area code for Manchester England, ROH has run shows in England before.
This picture looks like London England, with the huge building being the Clock Tower, and all the talk about being "abused" could be a reference to Nigel losing the big one time after time...Everything I just said is probably shit, but hey I guess we all have our little theories lol.
This is the main reason I believe Jacobs is the centerpiece of the whole scheme, but as Cynic Clinic pointed out, Pearce did say "The eyes are the gateway to a man's soul" while referring to BJ Whitmer at Respect Is Earned...My guess is this "clue" concerns both Pearce & Jacobs.
Pearce also said "Every day he will have to look in the mirror and ask himself, How can I break free?" Lets not forget about the writing on the mirrors.
Now this may be totally off but I must say...Nigel McGuinness could also be involved in this, hear me out.
161 is the area code for Manchester England, ROH has run shows in England before.
This picture looks like London England, with the huge building being the Clock Tower, and all the talk about being "abused" could be a reference to Nigel losing the big one time after time...Everything I just said is probably shit, but hey I guess we all have our little theories lol.
Go to: http://project161.com/ Has a new background and stuff. When you roll your mouse over different parts of the screen, pics come up saying "August 10, Boston MA." and another says "Ausut 11th, Philly. Then another pic of two kids holding belts or something. Then well, the pic in the middle of the screen saying "There will be Death Before Dishonor"
Then when I click the backgorund it takes me here: http://projectonesixone.blogspot.com/
Then when I click the backgorund it takes me here: http://projectonesixone.blogspot.com/
Is it just me, or do those kids resemble the Briscoe's? It looks like one of them has the southern flag painted on his face. Maybe we'll see some kind of attack on the Briscoe's during one of their matches this weekend.
Holy crap. This is just getting so weird! I got chills when I looked at the new website.
I cannot wait for this!
Ps. No matter how amazing this storyline is, no one can stop the Briscoes.
These project 161 guys need to man up to beat them!
I cannot wait for this!
Ps. No matter how amazing this storyline is, no one can stop the Briscoes.
These project 161 guys need to man up to beat them!
Montana
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Yeah, not really sure where this is headed. The info seems to be pulling it all in different directions. Is this big storyline really worth all the low carders teaming up? I must wonder now, if they do form another faction, are they going to scrap the plan of the jack evans faction to take on the NRC. How many factions do they really need.
Jacobs and a Gimmick changed Rave Tag Team, comming for the Briscoes?
Long shot but who knows at this stage.
Long shot but who knows at this stage.
You think we’re all the same because your cult films have provided you with a vocabulary and some insight. Unfortunately for you, millions of ignorant people have watched the same passé movies you have, and most of them have deduced the same propagating bullshit as you.
The reason you talk about reality so certainly is because that ideology is the best excuse you can furnish for your worthless existence. Take a step off the assembly line and into the bathroom. Look at the circles under your eyes and the fat rolls under your neck. Know now that you are not like us. You need us. If it weren’t for us, you’d…well; you’d probably find something else to leech off of.
We are what, and who you want us to be. We are relevant. We are insignificant. We are shadows. We are messengers for the voiceless. We’ll claim any identity you bestow upon us, and then we’ll change your mind by cutting a new, shimmering facet into your dull imagination.
We are threatening and we are scathing. We are black, white, and gray. We are ultraviolet, infrared, and all the shades your little fingers can color us. Paint us sinister. Paint us irrelevant. Or don’t paint us at all.
Write us off. Delete us. Forget we even exist; I dare you. If it’s empty rhetoric you loathe, then maybe this is a little more forward for you:
RING OF HONOR, WE ARE COMING. AND WE ARE COMING SOON.
I’d call it a war, but it’ll be more like an occupation, because there will be no struggle, simply annihilation
The reason you talk about reality so certainly is because that ideology is the best excuse you can furnish for your worthless existence. Take a step off the assembly line and into the bathroom. Look at the circles under your eyes and the fat rolls under your neck. Know now that you are not like us. You need us. If it weren’t for us, you’d…well; you’d probably find something else to leech off of.
We are what, and who you want us to be. We are relevant. We are insignificant. We are shadows. We are messengers for the voiceless. We’ll claim any identity you bestow upon us, and then we’ll change your mind by cutting a new, shimmering facet into your dull imagination.
We are threatening and we are scathing. We are black, white, and gray. We are ultraviolet, infrared, and all the shades your little fingers can color us. Paint us sinister. Paint us irrelevant. Or don’t paint us at all.
Write us off. Delete us. Forget we even exist; I dare you. If it’s empty rhetoric you loathe, then maybe this is a little more forward for you:
RING OF HONOR, WE ARE COMING. AND WE ARE COMING SOON.
I’d call it a war, but it’ll be more like an occupation, because there will be no struggle, simply annihilation
New blog:
The game is hide and seek.
We hide. You seek.
Every once in a while we give you a clue; we drop hints to guide you along the way. Maybe, we rustle in the bushes. Or, we leave footprints in the mud. Or, maybe we turn off your lighting system and lend you some words of wisdom. So what, you’ve heard it before? You can’t hear it enough. You’ll replay it over and over and over in your brain, trying to decipher something hidden—a key to unlocking it all. And maybe that key is there. Or maybe you’re just full of shit.
Now, I’ll make two guarantees—these are promises, you have my word. And why trust the man with no face? That’s for you to figure out.
Promise 1) there is more to come.
Promise 2) it only gets better from here.
Additionally, the non-believers will soon have no choice. This is as real as it gets. We are anything but a joke. Tonight, you were all witnesses. We have people in every city, in every dark corner, on every side street who are ready to soldier on. The cause is deeper than you can imagine. And when the time arrives to strike rich the crimson gold of reformation, you can be certain it will have been worth any amount of waiting.
Come join the united front. From ghosts to heroes; we’ll save your life.
Posted by Project 161
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Apparetly the lights went out during a match and a voice came over the speakers.
The game is hide and seek.
We hide. You seek.
Every once in a while we give you a clue; we drop hints to guide you along the way. Maybe, we rustle in the bushes. Or, we leave footprints in the mud. Or, maybe we turn off your lighting system and lend you some words of wisdom. So what, you’ve heard it before? You can’t hear it enough. You’ll replay it over and over and over in your brain, trying to decipher something hidden—a key to unlocking it all. And maybe that key is there. Or maybe you’re just full of shit.
Now, I’ll make two guarantees—these are promises, you have my word. And why trust the man with no face? That’s for you to figure out.
Promise 1) there is more to come.
Promise 2) it only gets better from here.
Additionally, the non-believers will soon have no choice. This is as real as it gets. We are anything but a joke. Tonight, you were all witnesses. We have people in every city, in every dark corner, on every side street who are ready to soldier on. The cause is deeper than you can imagine. And when the time arrives to strike rich the crimson gold of reformation, you can be certain it will have been worth any amount of waiting.
Come join the united front. From ghosts to heroes; we’ll save your life.
Posted by Project 161
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Apparetly the lights went out during a match and a voice came over the speakers.