Post by ~The Angel In Hell~Jason James on Nov 27, 2008 23:48:37 GMT -6
So it’s set….the date November 28, 2008,…..the date where it all begins again, the date where the flood gates of hell itself are once more opened to the AWS. The date where returning to the ring, after a long absence of sorts, is the monster, the Angel In Hell, the one and only Jason James. And he has made the promise…the promise that might as well be a prophesize Armageddon for the very company. That very promise being that he will bring the level violence that he was once known for, up a few bars to whole another level, a level that would make the likes of some of the most famous serial killers in the history of the world, coward in fear. Jason’s homecoming is now.
//The scene opens up, not this time in the empty main area or the bowels of the Philips Arena, but upon its rooftop. Standing at the edge, his powerful frame silhouetted by the mid-afternoon sun bathing him as if he was being baptized by fire, is The Angel In Hell himself Jason James, his large powerful chest rising and falling with slow breaths, surprisingly alone at the moment. Closing his multi-colored gaze, Jason’s inhales allowing his lungs to fill with a very large deep breath, before letting it slowly come out in through his pursed lips in a slow sigh. Finally allowing his gaze to flutter open once more, he turns his attention to the rooftop area of the arena.//
~The Angel In Hell~
Jason James
…One more day, can you feel it Tyler? One more day….Until my homecoming….until the AWS once more becomes my playground, to feed my appetite for destruction, for the taste of flesh and blood.
//Smirking, Jason slowly licks his lips, a predatory look on his face, as he glances down over the edge towards the street below. His multi-colored gaze darting from here to there, taking the bustling busy sidewalks and streets, and people come and go, shopping, on their lunch break, going to and fro for appointments.//
~The Angel In Hell~
Jason James
One more day, until you are the first….the first of many to be thrown my way, in attempts to feed the monster…the beast that rages within me, that is stronger then ever. To quench of my never ending thirst for the taste of human blood or to quiet the roaring appetite of the beast with in, for the taste of human flesh. To be thrown my way, in Sophie’s attempts to rectify her sins, of the mistreatment she gave me. Oh how I bet she wishes I would just try sue her, slap with her a law suit, instead of taking justice into my own hands, and not stopping until vengeance is mine.
//Giving a bit of a twisted laugh, it matching the twisted ness of his words, showing the once battle between Jason and his demonic half Lucian, is seemingly finally over, the man…the monster…the manster that stands at the edge of roof, showing that he is at the edge of the dark abyss that he has always had there within his heart and not teetering in, is a totally new Jason. Or could it be that he finally feels whole, after truly finding his one and true, Mistress Pain. Or could it be that, it’s a mixture of both, that finding Pain, not only made him whole in one sense within in his heart and soul, it also has empowered him with a means to not only contain, but to control Lucian, unleashing him at the proper times, and keeping him locked his cage when needed.//
~The Angel In Hell~
Jason James
How does it feel? How does it feel, like your back in Roman times, and you are being thrown to the lions? Or more importantly to a beast…a monster the you can’t comprehend, who shows no pity nor no mercy. Who has one goal in mind, total and utter of destruction of those in my way on my way to my vengeance as well as taking my place at the top of the food chain so to speak here in the AWS.
//Licking his lips, as he salivates at the thoughts of vengeance and world title reigns run through his head, mixing with the visions of destruction, mayhem, blood and torn flesh, Jason lets out a laugh that is more like demonic roar.//
~The Angel In Hell~
Jason James
….MMMmmmmm, just like those sitting down at their holiday feasts right now, on Thanksgiving, I will be having mine tomorrow. Sure a day later, but it’s no real problem, for I am watering at the mouth to sample your blood as it washes down my throat, as well as your flesh as it hits my tastes on along my tongue enroot to my stomach.
//Darting out his tongue, Jason slowly licks his salivating lips. Letting out a twisted laugh once more, Jason slowly steps away from the ledge.//
~The Angel In Hell~
Jason James
It’s time for the AWS to once more be baptized….to be baptized with the very same hell fire that is pump by my heart, running it through my veins, that feeds my very desire for destruction and violence. And it’s time for you Danvers to be baptized in that very same hell fire, as you are prepared….prepared for your journey into the endless suffering, the endless torture, the endless pain of the pits of hell.
//Smirking Jason slowly licks his lips once more before throwing open the doors that lead back into the arena, glancing over his shoulder, he squints his gaze as his looks directly into the sun.//
~The Angel In Hell~
Jason James
….My homecoming in now, and it will be baptized by fire…..the fires of hell themselves.
//Giving one last smirk and laugh, Jason’s large powerful frame disappears into the darkness of the stairwell as the door swings close ending the scene.//
//The scene opens up, not this time in the empty main area or the bowels of the Philips Arena, but upon its rooftop. Standing at the edge, his powerful frame silhouetted by the mid-afternoon sun bathing him as if he was being baptized by fire, is The Angel In Hell himself Jason James, his large powerful chest rising and falling with slow breaths, surprisingly alone at the moment. Closing his multi-colored gaze, Jason’s inhales allowing his lungs to fill with a very large deep breath, before letting it slowly come out in through his pursed lips in a slow sigh. Finally allowing his gaze to flutter open once more, he turns his attention to the rooftop area of the arena.//
~The Angel In Hell~
Jason James
…One more day, can you feel it Tyler? One more day….Until my homecoming….until the AWS once more becomes my playground, to feed my appetite for destruction, for the taste of flesh and blood.
//Smirking, Jason slowly licks his lips, a predatory look on his face, as he glances down over the edge towards the street below. His multi-colored gaze darting from here to there, taking the bustling busy sidewalks and streets, and people come and go, shopping, on their lunch break, going to and fro for appointments.//
~The Angel In Hell~
Jason James
One more day, until you are the first….the first of many to be thrown my way, in attempts to feed the monster…the beast that rages within me, that is stronger then ever. To quench of my never ending thirst for the taste of human blood or to quiet the roaring appetite of the beast with in, for the taste of human flesh. To be thrown my way, in Sophie’s attempts to rectify her sins, of the mistreatment she gave me. Oh how I bet she wishes I would just try sue her, slap with her a law suit, instead of taking justice into my own hands, and not stopping until vengeance is mine.
//Giving a bit of a twisted laugh, it matching the twisted ness of his words, showing the once battle between Jason and his demonic half Lucian, is seemingly finally over, the man…the monster…the manster that stands at the edge of roof, showing that he is at the edge of the dark abyss that he has always had there within his heart and not teetering in, is a totally new Jason. Or could it be that he finally feels whole, after truly finding his one and true, Mistress Pain. Or could it be that, it’s a mixture of both, that finding Pain, not only made him whole in one sense within in his heart and soul, it also has empowered him with a means to not only contain, but to control Lucian, unleashing him at the proper times, and keeping him locked his cage when needed.//
~The Angel In Hell~
Jason James
How does it feel? How does it feel, like your back in Roman times, and you are being thrown to the lions? Or more importantly to a beast…a monster the you can’t comprehend, who shows no pity nor no mercy. Who has one goal in mind, total and utter of destruction of those in my way on my way to my vengeance as well as taking my place at the top of the food chain so to speak here in the AWS.
//Licking his lips, as he salivates at the thoughts of vengeance and world title reigns run through his head, mixing with the visions of destruction, mayhem, blood and torn flesh, Jason lets out a laugh that is more like demonic roar.//
~The Angel In Hell~
Jason James
….MMMmmmmm, just like those sitting down at their holiday feasts right now, on Thanksgiving, I will be having mine tomorrow. Sure a day later, but it’s no real problem, for I am watering at the mouth to sample your blood as it washes down my throat, as well as your flesh as it hits my tastes on along my tongue enroot to my stomach.
//Darting out his tongue, Jason slowly licks his salivating lips. Letting out a twisted laugh once more, Jason slowly steps away from the ledge.//
~The Angel In Hell~
Jason James
It’s time for the AWS to once more be baptized….to be baptized with the very same hell fire that is pump by my heart, running it through my veins, that feeds my very desire for destruction and violence. And it’s time for you Danvers to be baptized in that very same hell fire, as you are prepared….prepared for your journey into the endless suffering, the endless torture, the endless pain of the pits of hell.
//Smirking Jason slowly licks his lips once more before throwing open the doors that lead back into the arena, glancing over his shoulder, he squints his gaze as his looks directly into the sun.//
~The Angel In Hell~
Jason James
….My homecoming in now, and it will be baptized by fire…..the fires of hell themselves.
//Giving one last smirk and laugh, Jason’s large powerful frame disappears into the darkness of the stairwell as the door swings close ending the scene.//
