Post by Crimson Jayhawk on Feb 9, 2018 1:11:53 GMT -5
The sound of pages turning echo through a dimly lit room. A silhouette of a woman is standing behind a man holding a large book in his lap.
”Centuries ago this land was ruled by warlords, kings and other rulers. These warlords were known to fearless, ruthless tyrants who did dastardly things in the sight of God and man. So many foolish people tried to overthrow these empires but weren’t that successful.”
A small light is clicked on as Crimson Jayhawk is the one sitting with the large book. His body is turned to the side as only his face is visible. His protege Shannon Peabody is standing behind him. She is wearing a long, red dress as she remains emotionless.
”In the back of each of your minds, you are wondering why is this information important. It’s important because this galactic toad is walking around calling himself a warlord when he has no clue what one is. He hides like most humans behind a dicatomy that can only make sense in his brain. He has yet to fathom just who he will be stepping into the ring with on February 12.
He he thinks I am some mindless drone that I can’t see past all the smoke and mirrors he leaves behind. TakMak if that is your name. You are entering a world that you don’t belong in. You are barking up the wrong tree. You see, I am a ruthless, pain loving psychotic who counts down the days till his next bloodbath.”
Crimson slams the book shut.
”No book is written about this kind of thing. There isn’t a soul on this planet who can protect you from a guy like me. No galaxy is safe from the terror I bring. Clash starts a new age of terror. TakMak shall be the first victim. Prepare yourself for Jaywalking is a Crime. A crime that spells your doom.”