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Matches : mNh - Y2Jesus Vs John Wilson
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From: MSN Nicknamewaиdεrıпg×dεaтн  (Original Message)Sent: 5/31/2007 12:10 AM
 

John Wilson Vs Y2Jesus

Suddenly, the lights in the arena black out, sending the venue plunging into darkness. The crowd begins to buzz in anticipation, anxious to see what's about to happen. Without warning the BUDvision screen flickers to life, showing a pale blue sky, billowy clouds, some golden rays of sunshine. You can hear some soft gospel style music filtering through the pa system. But it quickly begins to distort, speeding up and warbling before finally being replaced by some hard metal edged guitar riffs.

God No, God No!
God No, God No!
God No, God No!
God No, God No!


A warped voice begins crying out as the once peacefull view on the BUDvision is replaced, the sky...crimson...the clouds grey...the sun black.
The beats continue, setting off some red and gold spotlights out into the crowd as the song begins to really move. Then, as the lyrics begin to be spoken, a large Golden light shines up from beneath the ramp, which singles the lights around the BUDvision and around the stage setup to begin strobing a bright white.

Can't you see I feel your pain?
I've got Jesus runnin�?through my veins.
In this hopeless life that's turned on you,
give yourself to me I'll help ya through.
I feed off your unanswered fear,
when visions of life's end appear.
Hand over your will and then you'll see,
now get on your knees and worship me.

As the chorus kicks in the crowd cheers loudly as the Self Appointed Savior himself, Y2Jesus is hydraulically lifted up from a hole underneath the stage (ala the Brood from back in the day). He has his hands in prayer, and his back to the audience as he slowly rises up. The video changes again, his logo exploding out through the distorted vision of heaven before switching to show clips of his matches and what not. The lighting the arena is going insane, strobing wildly.

God No, God No!
Worship Me
God No, God No!
On Your Knees
Worship Me
God No, God No!

At this point Y2Jesus spins around quickly, a large smirk on his face as he slowly soaks up the crowds reaction. He walks a few steps down the ramp, pointing out at the crowd and yelling back at them before throwing his arms out, a large waterfall of gold pyro begins pouring over the BUDvision (ala Christian old entrance). 

In this world when at it's best,
never ending hate and death.
Abandon all and trust in me,
escaping from reality.
My world it has no space or time,
the crippled walk and the sick feel fine.
Hand over your will and then you'll see,
now get on your knees and worship me.

Y2Jesus looks out over the crowd before sauntering down the ramp, occasionally slapping hands with the fans along the sides of the entry way. As he approaches the ring, he looks over at the fans again before quickly running up the steps and wiping his boots on the outside of the ring apron. He quickly hops through the ropes, spinning around in celebration playing to the crowd a bit more.

God No, God No!
Worship Me
God No, God No!
On Your Knees
Worship Me
God No, God No!

Y2Jesus quickly hops up on the adjacent turnbuckle, again posing for the fans as a seas of flashbulbs go off from within the crowd. He quickly pulls off the top part of the old robe set he used to wear and tosses it to one of the tech guys at ringside, before stretching a bit as he waits for his opponent. As the sick guitar solo hits, the lights go back to normal and the music fades. The lights dim and the opening chords of "Get Stoned" play throughout the arena. Two huge pyro explosions go off on either side at the top of the stage and when the shower of sparks settle John is there at the top of the stage. He is pumped for his next match, gesturing wildly for the crowd to get up and into it as well. The lights return to full as he makes his way down the ramp, slapping the out-stretched hands of his many fans as well. He runs toward the ring and slides under the bottom rope, then jumps up and jogs a little in place, gazing at Y2Jesus from across the ring.

The two look at each other from across the ring, and it doesn't take long for Y2Jesus to charge from out of his corner, taking down John Wilson with a hard closeline. John doesn't look on his game tonight, and goes down easily. Y2Jesus takes advantage of the situation and raises John to his feet. Once on his feet, Y2Jesus begins punching John Wilson. He lands one, two, three hands on John before Wilson falls to the ground. Y2Jesus laughes a bit and taunts the crowd. He knows he has this thing in the bag already. But it's spoken to soon, as Wilson gets to his feet and tries to fight against the inevitable. He runs at Y2Jesus and rolls him up into a school boy.

1...

Way to soon for a three count, no doubt. Y2Jesus kicks out with ease and gets up with a laugh. Wilson gets to his feet as well, and this time it's him who rushs towards Y2Jesus. Y2J's on his game though and catches Wilson, turning his own weight against him and executing a fast double-arm ddt. As Wilson's head collides with the canvas, a loud smack is heard. He raises Wilson to his feet yet again, takes him by the shoulder and shoves him back onto the mat with an STO takedown. Wilson uses the ropes to get himself up. He headbutts Y2Jesus in the stomache, and Y2J doubles over. Wilson lifts Y2Jesus up onto his shoulders with what strength he has left, looking for a high impact move. Unfortunantly, Y2Jesus reverses, sliding off his shoulders and Wilson finds himself back on the mat with a russian legsweep. Once Wilson gets up, Y2J kicks to the midsection, it's time to finish this. Y2Jesus hits a high impact Divine Intervention (Spinning Sitout Pedigree). The crowd goes nuts. Y2Jesus easily pins.

1...2...3!

"Here is your winner, Y2Jesus!"

"Well, that was embarressing, to say the least."

"It looks like Y2Jesus was just a bit much more than John Wilson expected."

"Was there any doubt he would be?"



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