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Post by Vlad on Feb 20, 2010 15:37:19 GMT -5
the titan tron fades onto Vlad standing in the middle of small room, one window that looks out on the sun as it slowly set, and one door scratched and blood stained. Vlad is wearing a bright white suit,pitch black sunglasses, and holding a kendo stick
this is another place i spent allot of time early in my life...this is the one place i really called home. they told me that my aggression steamed from PTSS or post traumatic stress syndrome, and for awhile i believed them, but as my stay at the asylum got longer i began to gather followers in my quest to over take this place...and we, me and my extreme follower, succeeded in our mission. we locked the staff in the same rooms we were confined to for hours upon hours aday
he takes off the sunglasses he was wearing and looks directly into the camera
Jacob, Ryan neither of u have the slightest idea of what I'm capable of, at collision next week Jacob you will feel the same way the staff of this asylum felt, trapt and scared, and when you feel the warmth of your blood on your face you will regret getting on the bad side of your Messiah of extreme...the messiah has spoken
the screen fades to black
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