Post by jaysonray on Sept 7, 2008 4:13:39 GMT -5
The fluttering of a thousand winged beasts filled the air of the evacuated, and seemingly dead city of New York. The buildings sat in the most horrible state of disaray, corroded and broken from the fighting that had apparently taken place. Seated atop of the every famous, and now ruined empire state building was none other than them.
The dark clouds of REW.
The Dark Horse Society.
Standing in a semi-circle atop of the building each members clothing whipped in the wind, as black thunder clouds rolled in towards them as an ominous premonition. Cloud and Dark Angel stood side by side, their world and intercontinental gold gleaming in the darkness. Tahti Kuu stood away from them, her back turned and head tilted towards the sky in rumination. And standing center was the orchistrator of the madness, draped in his trademark hoodie and leather jacket was the demon of REW... Jayson Ray.
"The Canadian Destroyer" Jayson Ray: Bonjour, REW. I would like to welcome you to what is left of the world now that DHS has officially taken over.
New York was once a beautiful city that never slept, but it soon turned its back to the Dark Horse and felt the powers of pestilence, famine, war, and death. Now it is nothing more than a decrepid shell, rotting away from the inside until we decide to pull the plug on its life.
The same future is in store for you REW. Though I have been gone, nothing has changed. In fact, The Dark Horse has grown stronger, devouring all that are weaker and spitting out their carcases once finished. Cloud sits atop the throne I proudly built, and rules with an iron fist. Dark Angel holds onto the second part of all the gold, and soon Tahti and I will head towards the tag title gold.
REW...your judgment day has come early, and your one and only savior will fail you. Be afraid REW, for the Dark Horse rides again.
Suddenly the camera pans up towards the sky to see the words, "Rest in Piece, Blake Worship" written in the clouds before cutting to black.
[ooc: I know it is not very good, and no I am not back just yet but I wanted to give you guys something to look forward to.]
The dark clouds of REW.
The Dark Horse Society.
Standing in a semi-circle atop of the building each members clothing whipped in the wind, as black thunder clouds rolled in towards them as an ominous premonition. Cloud and Dark Angel stood side by side, their world and intercontinental gold gleaming in the darkness. Tahti Kuu stood away from them, her back turned and head tilted towards the sky in rumination. And standing center was the orchistrator of the madness, draped in his trademark hoodie and leather jacket was the demon of REW... Jayson Ray.
"The Canadian Destroyer" Jayson Ray: Bonjour, REW. I would like to welcome you to what is left of the world now that DHS has officially taken over.
New York was once a beautiful city that never slept, but it soon turned its back to the Dark Horse and felt the powers of pestilence, famine, war, and death. Now it is nothing more than a decrepid shell, rotting away from the inside until we decide to pull the plug on its life.
The same future is in store for you REW. Though I have been gone, nothing has changed. In fact, The Dark Horse has grown stronger, devouring all that are weaker and spitting out their carcases once finished. Cloud sits atop the throne I proudly built, and rules with an iron fist. Dark Angel holds onto the second part of all the gold, and soon Tahti and I will head towards the tag title gold.
REW...your judgment day has come early, and your one and only savior will fail you. Be afraid REW, for the Dark Horse rides again.
Suddenly the camera pans up towards the sky to see the words, "Rest in Piece, Blake Worship" written in the clouds before cutting to black.
[ooc: I know it is not very good, and no I am not back just yet but I wanted to give you guys something to look forward to.]
