Post by Joe Everyman on Jun 30, 2009 20:34:08 GMT -6
"People look at Joe Everyman and see a man that has always seemingly been on the cusp of something great, but someone that has always fallen short when the opportunity arose. Joe Everyman’s name really sums up exactly who he is. He represents every man, woman and child in the world that has a dream, a dream that people laugh at when they express it, a dream that may in fact seem impossible to the majority of people. Those people however are what are generally called the unbelieving public. These are your atheists that believe that there can be no God because he cannot be seen in the world around us. These are your hurting teenagers that feel as though they cannot live any longer because their lives will always be horrible. They believe this because bad is all that they have ever seen. These are the people that will undoubtedly look up to Joe Everyman when all is said and done. These are the people that will stand up and cheer because Joe Everyman is once again restoring faith in people that have little to believe in"
Hello?
...
Hello, are you there?
...
Blasted thing!
Hello?
There you are!
Sorry, I was in another room. What's up?
I think it's time...
Are you certain you want to go through with this?
Yes, I'm quite sure
Ok, I'll be sure to inform her.
Thanks.
Just know we're all here for you afterward, and we won't look at you any differently, no matter what you do.
Thanks...I needed to hear that.
We all love you Joe.
I love you guys too. Please personally say that to her for me.
I will. Good luck Joe.
Thanks.
...
Hello, are you there?
...
Blasted thing!
Hello?
There you are!
Sorry, I was in another room. What's up?
I think it's time...
Are you certain you want to go through with this?
Yes, I'm quite sure
Ok, I'll be sure to inform her.
Thanks.
Just know we're all here for you afterward, and we won't look at you any differently, no matter what you do.
Thanks...I needed to hear that.
We all love you Joe.
I love you guys too. Please personally say that to her for me.
I will. Good luck Joe.
Thanks.
---Call Lost---[/center]
Luck runs out!
Crawl from the wreckage one more time, horrific memory twists the mind, dark, rutted, cold and hard to turn...path of destruction, feel it burn!
Still life...
Incarnation...
Still life...
In from me...
Hallucination...heresy...
Still you run, what's to come, what's to be?
Crawl from the wreckage one more time, horrific memory twists the mind, dark, rutted, cold and hard to turn...path of destruction, feel it burn!
Still life...
Incarnation...
Still life...
In from me...
Hallucination...heresy...
Still you run, what's to come, what's to be?
So many thing can ruin a perfectly good day. A thunderstorm cloud, a reckless driver, dropping your ice cream, running out of batteries in your MP3 player, anything. But sometimes bigger things happen. Things that ruin your whole summer, or perhaps, your whole year. Maybe you're running free, doing exactly what you planned out to do...and something happens. Something hidden, something unforeseen...
Something like...a cocky little asshole coming out and costing you a huge match. I was merely seconds away from capturing the X-Division Championship...and you cost me it. You cost me my future!
I was well on my way to beating Jack Hammond and cementing myself in the record books...and you stole that from me. Do you think I'll just let that go?!
Cause we hunt you down without mercy!
Hunt you down, all nightmare long
Feel us breath, upon your face
Feel us shift, every move we trace!
Hunt you down without mercy!
Hunt you down, all nightmare long
YEAH!
Luck runs out!
You crawl out again, but your luck runs out!
Hunt you down, all nightmare long
Feel us breath, upon your face
Feel us shift, every move we trace!
Hunt you down without mercy!
Hunt you down, all nightmare long
YEAH!
Luck runs out!
You crawl out again, but your luck runs out!
Night Blade, it's little ****ers like you that make me repent everything I've ever done. I usually come out and say some great things about my opponents, and then still go out and beat them. But no...you're different. Night Blade, you awakened something. Something...bad. Something destructive. Something vastly superior to anything you've ever faced.
The light that is not light is here
To push you out with your own fear
You hide, you hide, but will be found, release your screams without a sound!
Still life
immolation
Still life
In from me
Hallucination
Heresy
Still you run, what's to come, what's to be?
To push you out with your own fear
You hide, you hide, but will be found, release your screams without a sound!
Still life
immolation
Still life
In from me
Hallucination
Heresy
Still you run, what's to come, what's to be?
Night Blade, be prepared to see a new Joe Everyman. Once never seen before. One that is here to destroy you and your piddly **** career. You will be but a small blip on the entire radar of the whole nCw. You haven't accomplished anything in your career, and I'm going to make sure that it doesn't have another chance at anything ever again. You must have had your panties in a bunch when you heard you were facing Shaddix for the right to face Jack Hammond for the X-Division Championship. But he beat you fair and square. Too bad for him, he has to face Jack Hammond, Xavier Williams and Rob Diamond will a less than one percent chance of winning. Bad thing is Night Blade...you have an even smaller chance of beating me at Picture Perfect.
Cause we hunt you down without mercy!
Hunt you down, all nightmare long!
Feel us breath upon your face
Feel us shift, every move we trace
Hunt you down without mercy!
Hunt you down!, all nightmare long
YEAH!
Luck runs out, but you crawl out again, but your luck runs out!
Hunt you down, all nightmare long!
Feel us breath upon your face
Feel us shift, every move we trace
Hunt you down without mercy!
Hunt you down!, all nightmare long
YEAH!
Luck runs out, but you crawl out again, but your luck runs out!
It should be a picture perfect Sunday for you Night Blade. You got exactly what you finally wanted. After ****ing with me day in and day out, you finally get what you want. You cost me the X-Division Championship, and then I beat your ass down in the six man match. Then I had you running like a little pussy after you tried to assault Jack. After all of that, you get exactly what you wanted. You get an Xtreme Rules match against me. You should be thrilled...but I hope that smile on your face leaves quickly, because if I see it on Sunday, you will be dead. You hear me? DEAD! Night Blade, you have cost me so much, and it is finally time for my revenge. Say goodnight to all of your friends and family...because you'll never be the same again. Chaos and destruction is all that awaits you...
And you crawl back in, into your obsession...
Never to return, this is your confession!
Never to return, this is your confession!
--Signal lost--