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Transmission of Unknown Origin
« on: May 06, 2013, 06:43:06 PM »
 
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DISCLAIMER: The following is an audio transmission received just moments ago.  It has been requested to air immediately so the Sin City Wrestling community might be “warned”.  Contains sounds that might suggest themes not suitable for children.



I… I had a vision.  In that vision, everything was red.  Gorgeous, crimson beauty surrounding me.  And then I heard the cry of a child.  It… it asked for my help…

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I… I told him that I couldn’t help because I didn’t know where I was.  I had been lost for thirty years in the deceiving light of the sun.  I was forgotten and alone.  Just like Him… I was forsaken.  I finally found my place amongst the shadows, bathing in the pain, the anguish… the life of those who have spilled it in the name of the false one.  The ignorance of the self-righteous pricks!

A faint, almost child-like laugh is emitted through the speakers abruptly, repeating for a few moments as her taunting voice picks up once more.

You sheep have no fuckin’ idea.  That is what is so wonderful about it.  You feed Him with your celebrities, your rock stars, your porn star sluts, your big fuckin’ egos, and you wonder why these shitty fuckin’ things happen in this world.  Corruption!  It is all about the corruption!  This wasn’t supposed to happen for another three hundred years, but your greed, your pride, your lust, your envy, your rage, your sloth, your gluttony has sped up the process.  And now you have to deal with me.  It is inside each and every one of you ever since the fig fell from the tree, repressed by the blood of the innocent, just waiting to crawl out of your putrid gourds…

It is time.  I have arrived now.  You don’t want to see what I can do.  Now that I know what I am… WHO I AM!  Listen up, pigs!  AND so it has BEGUN!  The name is Lilith… bow before me you sexy, filthy fuckin’ fuckers!


With that, as the music fades out, we are left with the child-like, high pitched laughter of the woman who is taunting at the very core of our existence.


//End of Transmission