Post by Barbed Wire Angel on Oct 8, 2012 19:20:03 GMT -4
I stare into the camera intently, hating to do another video package. I'm in a sub-basement of my apartment building in New York, with most of the lights out. My blond hair is held back by a bandana, and it's wet from the shower I just recently finished.
The camera zooms out to feature my torso, and the book I am holding. I turn the book so that the cover is facing outward. The title of the book, is The Gospel of the Angel.
"Ladies and Gentleman, boys and girls, I am not here to forgive you of your sins. I am here to remind you of them everyday. I am here to spread the word of a man once synonymous with myself, "The Career Killer" Trevor Blackwell. He once believed in a Church. A Church of Hardcore. Although I have not seen this man in many years, I still to this day believe in what he wanted. A place for the Hardcore to be worshiped. Where only the Elite survive, and not only survive, but thrive! I am here to continue to fill the pages of my book, the book of The Angel. I am but just a messenger. A messenger without a leader. And that, that is a dangerous thing. Without my leader, no one is safe from the Wrath of The Angel. I am here, and the Gospel will spread. This book will be more complete, and all of you on Meltdown will just be fading memories. I am the Barbed Wire Angel, and this is Gospel. Believe that my wrath will spread. Believe that I came to inflict pain on you in any way possible. All you have to do is believe."
The camera cuts out.
The camera zooms out to feature my torso, and the book I am holding. I turn the book so that the cover is facing outward. The title of the book, is The Gospel of the Angel.
"Ladies and Gentleman, boys and girls, I am not here to forgive you of your sins. I am here to remind you of them everyday. I am here to spread the word of a man once synonymous with myself, "The Career Killer" Trevor Blackwell. He once believed in a Church. A Church of Hardcore. Although I have not seen this man in many years, I still to this day believe in what he wanted. A place for the Hardcore to be worshiped. Where only the Elite survive, and not only survive, but thrive! I am here to continue to fill the pages of my book, the book of The Angel. I am but just a messenger. A messenger without a leader. And that, that is a dangerous thing. Without my leader, no one is safe from the Wrath of The Angel. I am here, and the Gospel will spread. This book will be more complete, and all of you on Meltdown will just be fading memories. I am the Barbed Wire Angel, and this is Gospel. Believe that my wrath will spread. Believe that I came to inflict pain on you in any way possible. All you have to do is believe."
The camera cuts out.
