Post by Tommy "The Gladiator" Harrison on May 27, 2008 13:09:56 GMT -6
[glow=black,3,400]::Not going so accordingly to plan.
That was the response given to The Emperor. See, The Emperor didn't like unsatisfactory results. He's not as forgiving as I am.
There were three of us.
Three of us, all equal, but different. We were of the same moral background, same build, same health...but different locations from across the globe. We each possessed different skills.
There were three of us.
Me, from...
Wraith, from Canada.
Mastadon, from New Zealand.
Those were our code-names.
The three of us recieved special training in the from of greco-roman, and professional wrestling. We didn't know why.
Eventually, our handlers left us, and we were given to a man, codenamed Derelict. He continued our training.
Eventually, Derelict left, and we were introduced to what we were told was our new "master". He didn't have a name, he wore a black robe with hood. And he spoke deeply.
It was time for our first mission, we didn't know anything that was going on, because of the drugs. Wraith and Mastadon didn't make it out alive, they were shot and killed by the Arlington, Virginia police.
It was a setup. I managed to escape back to The Emperor. The mission was to sabotage "Just" Jessica Hagan's wrestling company, the LIWA. I just obeyed my orders.
More treatments came. In time I forgot Wraith and Mastadon. I forgot that mission. I only remembered the training, and the main mission.
To bring back the Holy Roman Catholic Church. And to be it's protector, and champion.
There was a war coming, and I was going to be the general. The Emperor spoke of the vile and disgusting things that JJ Hagan had done, not to just him, but to the entire world. She was a false idol, and those who followed her would be treated as Idolers. They would be dealt with too.
I was supposed to arrive in the Evolutionary Wrestling Alliance, under the guise of a wrestler who thought he was a Gladiator from Roman times.
But I was...wasn't I?
EWA Closed. JJ Hagan jumped ship. She became GM of Insane Championship Wrestling. Thus, I followed...
More treatments came. I WAS THE GLADIATOR. The Emperor was my master. I had to ascend the ranks in order to become close to JJ Hagan. My mission was to quietly take her out of power. And out of this world.
Death was an option. I didn't understand it at the time but I followed my Emperor's orders.
The Emperor seemed to turn to the other side, joining JJ Hagan, after I won the ICW World Heavyweight Title.
I was called a pawn by the press. A dupe. My files were made availiable to the Government.
But not to me.
The secrets of The Emperor go far back, further than ICW. Further than EWA.
What is his goal?
Why are we all on strings, and how did he become the puppet master?
I refuse to believe that he's dead.
He can't be. Not when the truth is still out there.
JJ Hagan might have the truth.
Dave Dudley might have the truth, even. After I beat him on Thursday, I might become the inquistitor.
The Emperor is my objective, and learning the truth will come of it.
I must also seek out Jessica Hagan. There is much to be learned there as well.
Now in control of myself I will find out the truth of who I was.
But I will also respect the traditions of the Holy Roman Catholic Church, as well.
I believe in what I believe in.
The church,
The Gladiator way of life; combat
Myself, Centurius Maximus,
And the People. For I am their champion.
The Emperor, JJ Hagan, these are who hold the truth.
But there is another...
A picture of Seamus O'Hagan::[/glow]
That was the response given to The Emperor. See, The Emperor didn't like unsatisfactory results. He's not as forgiving as I am.
There were three of us.
Three of us, all equal, but different. We were of the same moral background, same build, same health...but different locations from across the globe. We each possessed different skills.
There were three of us.
Me, from...
Wraith, from Canada.
Mastadon, from New Zealand.
Those were our code-names.
The three of us recieved special training in the from of greco-roman, and professional wrestling. We didn't know why.
Eventually, our handlers left us, and we were given to a man, codenamed Derelict. He continued our training.
Eventually, Derelict left, and we were introduced to what we were told was our new "master". He didn't have a name, he wore a black robe with hood. And he spoke deeply.
It was time for our first mission, we didn't know anything that was going on, because of the drugs. Wraith and Mastadon didn't make it out alive, they were shot and killed by the Arlington, Virginia police.
It was a setup. I managed to escape back to The Emperor. The mission was to sabotage "Just" Jessica Hagan's wrestling company, the LIWA. I just obeyed my orders.
More treatments came. In time I forgot Wraith and Mastadon. I forgot that mission. I only remembered the training, and the main mission.
To bring back the Holy Roman Catholic Church. And to be it's protector, and champion.
There was a war coming, and I was going to be the general. The Emperor spoke of the vile and disgusting things that JJ Hagan had done, not to just him, but to the entire world. She was a false idol, and those who followed her would be treated as Idolers. They would be dealt with too.
I was supposed to arrive in the Evolutionary Wrestling Alliance, under the guise of a wrestler who thought he was a Gladiator from Roman times.
But I was...wasn't I?
EWA Closed. JJ Hagan jumped ship. She became GM of Insane Championship Wrestling. Thus, I followed...
More treatments came. I WAS THE GLADIATOR. The Emperor was my master. I had to ascend the ranks in order to become close to JJ Hagan. My mission was to quietly take her out of power. And out of this world.
Death was an option. I didn't understand it at the time but I followed my Emperor's orders.
The Emperor seemed to turn to the other side, joining JJ Hagan, after I won the ICW World Heavyweight Title.
I was called a pawn by the press. A dupe. My files were made availiable to the Government.
But not to me.
The secrets of The Emperor go far back, further than ICW. Further than EWA.
What is his goal?
Why are we all on strings, and how did he become the puppet master?
I refuse to believe that he's dead.
He can't be. Not when the truth is still out there.
JJ Hagan might have the truth.
Dave Dudley might have the truth, even. After I beat him on Thursday, I might become the inquistitor.
The Emperor is my objective, and learning the truth will come of it.
I must also seek out Jessica Hagan. There is much to be learned there as well.
Now in control of myself I will find out the truth of who I was.
But I will also respect the traditions of the Holy Roman Catholic Church, as well.
I believe in what I believe in.
The church,
The Gladiator way of life; combat
Myself, Centurius Maximus,
And the People. For I am their champion.
The Emperor, JJ Hagan, these are who hold the truth.
But there is another...
A picture of Seamus O'Hagan::[/glow]