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Post by barabbas on Apr 24, 2008 20:23:37 GMT -5
"Sean Miller. Where have you gone? Have you realized what you are up against? Have you seen that you can not stand against the truth of the Prophecy? That you can not stand against a man made strong by his belief in the Messiah?"
Barabbas looked down at his hands, flexing his fingers. He then looked up, the cowl falling back from his face. Cold empty eyes narrowed, and he spoke in that soft cold tone of his.
"At Revolution, inside that ring, I will make a sacrifice of you, Sean Miller. I will leave your body broken inside that ring as a monument to the folly of Sports Entertainment, I will leave your bleeding carcass as a warning to anyone who thinks of standing before the might of the Prophecy!"
Barabbas bowed his head, fingers curling into his fists before he shook his head. He ran his hands across his bald head, staring into the camera.
"Sean Miller, stay hiding. Because I have no mercy for those who have no business inside my ring, inside the ring blessed by the Messiah! I will hurt you, Sean Miller. I will redeem you, but it will be in blood and pain! There can be no resurrection without death, and if you stand before me at Revolution?"
Barabbas smiled slightly before he pulled his hood back up. Arms crossing in the X before him.
"You will know a man can die."
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