Post by 💀 ＡＰＯＫ 💀 on Apr 10, 2020 10:10:13 GMT -5
Apokalypse is alone in the world, just the way he likes it. The world outside is quiet thanks to the ruse he created… COVID-19.
"It's a good day to be me."
He emerges from the shadows and looks out into the souls of the viewers.
"What you saw at Titans 81 was an appetizer of the destructive seven course meal I have planned for SFT. When I win the SFT World Title… my feast will be complete. I just have to take it one day at a time."
Apokalypse sips his coffee, brewed just like his heart: black and cold.
"Jack Jones did his best to take down the one true Apokalypse. His defeat was prophesied and thus inevitable. Unfortunately there was no laser tag afterward. I imagine he required immediate medical attention."
He sips the coffee again, and almost smiles.
"Moving right along. Titans 82 is a week and a half away. The world will witness Apokalypse rise in the rankings to challenge for the Intercontinental Championship. All I have to do is defeat two other men known only by one name. One is called Jamo. One is called Reaper."
"Two former SFT World Champions who are looking to rise back to the top. One or the other might have pulled it off if not for the oncoming Apokalypse. Neither of them will be able to challenge for the Intercontinental Championship with broken legs."
"Then again… with the talent Jay Impact possesses… it's unlikely that either man would be able to bring that title home to SFT. Apokalypse will do what needs to be done. And you will all cherish me for it. None among you are strong enough to take on Jay Impact and do what's best for SFT. How lucky you are to have the greatest world hero on your side. To earn a shot at him… I must win my next match."
"When SFT goes to Green Bay, Wisconsin for Titans 82… three absolute hosses will enter the squared circle but only one will have their arm raised in ultimate victory."
!!!!!!!!!! SPOILER ALERT !!!!!!!!!!
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Winner via death = Apokalypse
"Jamo calls himself The Fiend and The Hardcore Nightmare. Those nicknames are adorable and arbitrary. This creature of the night is nothing but catchphrases and glitterbombs. He is no agent of chaos like the one, true Apokalypse. He doesn't even know who he is or what he's about. He latches onto whatever gimmick is popular at the time, with high hopes that people will see something of value in him."
"You can put lipstick on a pick but… well… it's still a pig. Jamo… no matter how often you change your gimmick… or borrow from others… you will never truly fit in. You will always be a scared, little boy… and nobody will ever truly love you for you. Apokalypse can change all that. I can wash away your fears and ease your pains, Jamo. Trust in me and I 2ill rebuild you in my image."
Then the door was open and the wind appeared. The candles blew then disappeared. The curtains flew then he appeared, saying don't be afraid.
"I don't fear the Reaper. Why would I? He is just a man. A mere mortal. I don't care that he's a hopelessly disturbed individual. I don't care that he's seen it and done it all. I have existed since time as you know it began. Reaper exists to serve me and my interest. Before my emergence in SFT… Reaper was the one not strong enough to fend off Jay Impact. Reaper is the reason ICW has possession of the SFT Intercontinental Championship. And now… without any logic behind it… he has the opportunity to earn another shot."
"You know… the same applies to Jamo. He also lost at Titans 81… and here he is… with a shot at a shot at a title. Am I just now realizing I'm the only one deserving of this match? Reaper lost to Jay Impact and then couldn't defeat Cassandra. Jamo lost to Louis Cypher… and he's also the ICW World Champion? What is going on in this universe?!"
He finishes his cup of cold brew.
"I must set things right. I must achieve my objective. I must do what needs to be done. Apokalypse is essential to the survival of SFT. Those of you who survive… will thank me…"
Fade to the end of everything.
"The Apokalypse is the millennium, and the psychedelics move you into the future."
"It's a good day to be me."
He emerges from the shadows and looks out into the souls of the viewers.
"What you saw at Titans 81 was an appetizer of the destructive seven course meal I have planned for SFT. When I win the SFT World Title… my feast will be complete. I just have to take it one day at a time."
Apokalypse sips his coffee, brewed just like his heart: black and cold.
"Jack Jones did his best to take down the one true Apokalypse. His defeat was prophesied and thus inevitable. Unfortunately there was no laser tag afterward. I imagine he required immediate medical attention."
He sips the coffee again, and almost smiles.
"Moving right along. Titans 82 is a week and a half away. The world will witness Apokalypse rise in the rankings to challenge for the Intercontinental Championship. All I have to do is defeat two other men known only by one name. One is called Jamo. One is called Reaper."
"Two former SFT World Champions who are looking to rise back to the top. One or the other might have pulled it off if not for the oncoming Apokalypse. Neither of them will be able to challenge for the Intercontinental Championship with broken legs."
"Then again… with the talent Jay Impact possesses… it's unlikely that either man would be able to bring that title home to SFT. Apokalypse will do what needs to be done. And you will all cherish me for it. None among you are strong enough to take on Jay Impact and do what's best for SFT. How lucky you are to have the greatest world hero on your side. To earn a shot at him… I must win my next match."
"When SFT goes to Green Bay, Wisconsin for Titans 82… three absolute hosses will enter the squared circle but only one will have their arm raised in ultimate victory."
!!!!!!!!!! SPOILER ALERT !!!!!!!!!!
. . .
. . .
. . .
. . .
. . .
. . .
. . .
. . .
Winner via death = Apokalypse
"Jamo calls himself The Fiend and The Hardcore Nightmare. Those nicknames are adorable and arbitrary. This creature of the night is nothing but catchphrases and glitterbombs. He is no agent of chaos like the one, true Apokalypse. He doesn't even know who he is or what he's about. He latches onto whatever gimmick is popular at the time, with high hopes that people will see something of value in him."
"You can put lipstick on a pick but… well… it's still a pig. Jamo… no matter how often you change your gimmick… or borrow from others… you will never truly fit in. You will always be a scared, little boy… and nobody will ever truly love you for you. Apokalypse can change all that. I can wash away your fears and ease your pains, Jamo. Trust in me and I 2ill rebuild you in my image."
Then the door was open and the wind appeared. The candles blew then disappeared. The curtains flew then he appeared, saying don't be afraid.
"I don't fear the Reaper. Why would I? He is just a man. A mere mortal. I don't care that he's a hopelessly disturbed individual. I don't care that he's seen it and done it all. I have existed since time as you know it began. Reaper exists to serve me and my interest. Before my emergence in SFT… Reaper was the one not strong enough to fend off Jay Impact. Reaper is the reason ICW has possession of the SFT Intercontinental Championship. And now… without any logic behind it… he has the opportunity to earn another shot."
"You know… the same applies to Jamo. He also lost at Titans 81… and here he is… with a shot at a shot at a title. Am I just now realizing I'm the only one deserving of this match? Reaper lost to Jay Impact and then couldn't defeat Cassandra. Jamo lost to Louis Cypher… and he's also the ICW World Champion? What is going on in this universe?!"
He finishes his cup of cold brew.
"I must set things right. I must achieve my objective. I must do what needs to be done. Apokalypse is essential to the survival of SFT. Those of you who survive… will thank me…"
Fade to the end of everything.
"The Apokalypse is the millennium, and the psychedelics move you into the future."
- Terence McKenna
