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Post by emokid on May 26, 2008 12:55:29 GMT -6
(Emo Kid Stands in the middle of a street. Kind of like one in Harlem or Compton. It is broad daylight)
I'll admit it, Soul Reaper pulled one out. But then again, what do you expect from a sell out. He's got to look good. That was nothing more than a mere fluke. But lightning is not going to strike twice. Venom, Hannah, and I are are a cohesive unit. And as a cohesive unit, chaos will reign supreme. We will dominate his two boy toys Syco Boy and Stank Love, and then I am on the hunt for you, Reaper. You can't defeat me, and think that's it. I want your ass again. I want to put you in the worst pain possible. I want it so agonizing, that it makes Ted Kennedy's seizure seem like brain freeze. I want to make you bleed, Reaper. I WANT A REMATCH ON A FUTURE ONSLAUGHT. I WANT YOU TO FEEL THE GODDAMNED PAIN I HAVE FELT FOR 21 GODDAMN YEARS. I WANT TO FIGHT THE OLD SOUL REAPER.
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