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A Pale Horse.
Topic Started: Oct 20 2007, 12:00 AM (168 Views)
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[ Behold, A Pale Horse ]


"Behold, a Pale Horse, his name that set on him was death ... "

...

" And Hell Followed with him. "

Koresh: "What is Christ revealed as, according to the fourth seal?"

FBI: "Pale... a rider on a pale horse."

Koresh: "And his name is what?"

FBI: "Death."

Koresh: "Now, do you know what the name Koresh means?"

FBI: "Go ahead..."

Koresh: "It means death."

- David Koresh, Explanation of his name.

...

[ Open; In the ashes of the Mount Caramel Compound, in Waco, Texas, David Koresh,

Born; Vernon Wayne Howell, lied as the final assault took place on, April , 19, 1993.

Here lies the wake of a similar story, of Joseph Peyton, and Ehsan Aariz. They will lie in

ruin, with Burraca standing above them. Grinning, the Arabian Mute, and the Emo Loud Mouth

have been shut up for good! The image of Mount Caramel Disappears. In the wake, we open

to a dark, desolate area in the sVo arena. The rafters, restricted to most staff, but still Candi Cross

had heard, our International Champion often resided in this area. So she disobeyed the rules in order

to catch a few words. Reluctant, she walks up the steps. A black silhouette shadow brushes

across the area. ]

Candi Cross: Hello!?

[ No answer. ]

Candi Cross: Umm, Burraca? I was wondering if I could have a word!

[ A gust of wind passed as a mysterious voice interupted. ]

?: You would enjoy that wouldn't you!?

[ Candi, against her better judgement continues onto the steps. ]

Candi Cross: Actually yes! I would like the chance to talk to you,
without freaking out again.

[ As she reaches the top, there is a black mass in our veiw. Not very big, but bulky looking. ]

Candi Cross: So what do you say?

[ Burraca steps out of the shadows, International Championship slung comfortably over his shoulder. ]

Burraca: I say bring it on .. I've got some things to say.

[ Candi Approaches, her cameraman following her. ]

Candi Cross: Well tell us whats on your mind, or dare I ask?

Camera Man: Could be dangerous!

[ Burraca scowls at the man behind the camera. ]

Burraca: Cease your senseless babbling, you wretch!

[ Gulp. Burraca stares into the lense. ]

Burraca: Mister Joseph Peyton has insulted my intellegence, with senseless acts of degredation. Smack talk, and arrogance.
Yelling and cursing at an elderly man? Does that make you feel tough? Good! Because I'm going to knock you off of your
high horse on Sunday night! You think you'll become champion? I say, bullshit. You won't make it past our match, let alone
beat somebody from that high of ranking! I am one notch only below them. And I'm gradually bringing myself to that level.

...

Burraca: However, Peyton, YOU! Are at the bottom of the food chain! You've got no right to judge my win and loss record
after only two matches, you stupid fuck! You have no right to judge champions, simply because you are not one! And you will never lay your
snotty little fingers across my title, nor the World Championship for that matter! After I tear you apart with my bear hands! I'll send your body parts
to your family all accross the world! I'll mail your head to sVo management!

...

Burraca: What you fail to realize, is that I am the title wave of violence thats gonna wash away this sespool of a wrestling promotion!
I am a fearless leader! A leader of the psychopathic! The criminally insane! The serial killer race that will soon whipe out the earth!
You are only the second, of millions of victims who will fall at my mercilless judgement! I am the judge, jury, and executioner!
This is my world, and you are not welcome!

[ Candi stares on at the insanity standing before her. ]

Candi Cross: And what of Ehsan Aariz?

[ Burraca smirks. ]

Burraca: Just as before, the Arabian Mute himself ... He ran back home to mommy and daddy, because he knew he had
to face me! He knew he cannot touch me! Nobody can! I am unstoppable! And once I've destroyed everyone in this match!
I'll smash their faces in, and end their misery! Especially Peyton, especially Aariz! You don't need professional wrestling,
you've got a silver spoon stuffed down your throat! Wrestling is for those like me, who was born with a rusty fork instead!

...

Burraca: I was born from the imagination of a psychopathic mind! I was born to kill! Created to murder! ... I am a ravenous
blood sick creature! Only the satisfaction of slaughter, will cause me to return me to the darkness from which I came!


[ Fade to whitenoise. ]

...

[ Return Open; Burraca is seen in the darkness. Stumbling through the darkness. Something.
The old voice returned to haunt us .. ]

?: You have been told, time, and again. Burraca is a force ... a force that cannot be stopped!

[ Burraca opens up a tool shed. ]

?: Pass the axe, and your ass gets chopped!

[ "Pass The Axe" by ICP begins to play as the scene fades out. ]

[ Return Open; A vast ruin, a mass grave of bodys appears. ]

?: This is the results of Burraca ... This is the results ... of Showdown!

[ Fade. ]


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