01-11-2019, 12:42 PM
For my whole life, I had been searching for something. Something fulfilling. Something gratifying. Something to fill the empty void inside my soul. I had been looking for a purpose as I pass through this world, watching those around me – those closest to me – living their wildest dreams.
My dear sister became an international celebrity, being celebrated for her beauty, her prowess inside of a wrestling ring, and finally her affinity for success on the silver screen. I am told the Academy Award is the biggest deal for an actress, and have no cause to doubt what I had been told. My sister had legitimately conquered her world.
When I sat and pondered out my own future at the behest of my family, I came to the realization that I would not be following my sister’s road in life. It had worked for her because she was truly special. She was always willing to put herself out there, to be more than she was told she could be. I knew that my path in this world would diverge from her’s. I knew that I was not going to seek greatness for myself. I would do something different. Something some would argue is greater, although that would depend on your interpretation. I decided to dedicate my life to service.
And in service, I sought out a Hero.
The term “Muse” had been used to describe me. As the sirens of old tales from Grandmother, I discovered at a young age that it takes a pretty face to snap her fingers and secure the bidding of any poor fool. It was intriguing, but would have been irresponsible to use carelessly. The best use of this particular proclivity would be sparingly, and with one who is worthy. Little did I understand at the time that I would be one being sought out to be worthy. For the man I found… the Hero that had been promised to me, was God.
It was through service to Him that I found purpose, and what a glorious purpose it was indeed. I had never known that such fulfillment was possible, but He has shown me the way, the truth and the light. This tale is not mine… it is His…
Voice: “And you are a professional wrestler?”
The scene opens up inside of a meeting room, where the image of the gorgeous Calliope Christos can be seen sitting across from someone negotiating deals for EMERGE. Beside her is the hulking menacing presence of Goddrick Grimm. His hair is tied back, not a single strand out of place, but it is his eyes that brought the most attention. It is impossible for the negotiator to remove his from the gaze of the man referred to as…
Calliope: “He is the Almighty.”
Man: “Uhhh… right. Well, I believe he has the tools needed to at least give him a shot inside of an EMERGE ring.”
Calliope smiles, looking to her charge with elation in her eyes, placing a hand onto his arm.
Calliope: “Did you hear that, My Lord? Soon these people… your creation… will see you for what you all, and then you can begin to cleanse them of their sin, cleanse them of the rot that jeopardizes their soul.”
Man: “Yeah… that. Just sign here…”
He slides a contract across to Goddrick, who again doesn’t shift his gaze. Calliope reviews the contract details, smiling as she does.
Man: “Man, she’s so devoted to you. She’s probably a dynamo in the sack.”
The negotiator makes a crucial mistake, first questioning the virtue of His Emissary, then by reaching out to bump fists with a man clearly uninterested. It is the expression on Calliope’s face that comes to worry him.
Calliope: “What are you implying?”
Man: “Nothing. Its just… well we’ve already got “purity” here. There’s no way you’re not putting out with how highly you…”
Calliope: “SILENCE!”
The negotiator wisely shuts up.
Calliope: “You would DARE question my virtue or my devotion to the Almighty?”
Man: “I’m sorry… I didn’t mean anything by it.”
Calliope: “You do not understand the journey I had been on to find The Lord. I had searched for YEARS to find Him. I took up a vow of chastity solely so I could come close to being seen as WORTHY to serve at His right hand! You denigrate me as though I were a piece of meat, passed around to feed the hungry. I am His Emissary… His voice. You do NOT disrespect me!”
Goddrick rises from his seat, without having signed the deal.
Man: “Please don’t go! I’ll do anything! Anything! I can’t blow this! Please!”
Goddrick stocks, looking to Calliope, who grins.
Calliope: “Anything, you say?”
Man: “Please, just sign the deal.”
Calliope: “Fine. We shall sign, but not because The Lord answers to you. No, I want to make perfectly clear that He does not answer to ANYBODY… not you, not the General Manager. Nobody. But you can answer to Him. You can do His bidding.”
Man: “Oh… okay?”
Calliope: “Spread the message around, from the lowest valley to the highest mountain. Tell them that you looked into the eyes of GOD and in his infinite wisdom and benevolence, He showed you mercy. Because the next time you choose to disrespect His Voice, mercy will be the LAST thing you are afforded. Do we have an understanding?”
Frantically, the negotiator nods his head. Calliope nods her head along, looking to Goddrick, who scrawls some undecipherable characters onto the contract: YHWH.
Calliope: “Very good… rejoice and be glad.”
The negotiator nervously laughs, attempting to show that he is rejoicing as Calliope leads Goddrick out of the office. Once the door is closed, he collapses back in his seat, exasperated, but thankful that the massive man didn’t hurt him…
And so, God has brought me to Emerge to spread His message. And though you feel as though this is the work of man, understand that wins and losses are so… shallow. Hollow. Empty. Only through His righteous service will you find what you are searching for. No trinkets shall ease your soul. If you rely on the trappings of personal success and glory, how can you find true fulfillment.
My message pertains to those who will come face to face with the Almighty through this little “Inaugural Impact” tournament. The Lord forgives your transgressions. He will forgive your aggressions against him, for your minds are too small and feeble to understand what you are facing. What Kelcai Adamson-Mason will discover first, followed by others, is that while the Lord is forgiving, he also is open to delivering penance personally. You should celebrate this and be glad, for it is through this that your soul can be cleansed and properly placed in His will.
You must be aware that you are not dealing with just any man. This is the living embodiment of the Almighty. The Lord, your God, is benevolent. He is wisdom. He is love. But He will not hesitate to enact His will upon any who choose to disrespect Him. That is what you are afforded. Since He cast Adam… the ancestor of Mrs. Mason… and Eve from Paradise, He gave you free will. I implore you to use that freedom wisely, for finding yourself on the Lord’s bad side – and there is, in fact, a bad side to be found upon – will be unfortunate for you. This is your opportunity as much as it is anybody else’s, to repent, to find purpose as I found purpose, and to bask in His eternal light and glory!
Halleluiah! He is come!
My dear sister became an international celebrity, being celebrated for her beauty, her prowess inside of a wrestling ring, and finally her affinity for success on the silver screen. I am told the Academy Award is the biggest deal for an actress, and have no cause to doubt what I had been told. My sister had legitimately conquered her world.
When I sat and pondered out my own future at the behest of my family, I came to the realization that I would not be following my sister’s road in life. It had worked for her because she was truly special. She was always willing to put herself out there, to be more than she was told she could be. I knew that my path in this world would diverge from her’s. I knew that I was not going to seek greatness for myself. I would do something different. Something some would argue is greater, although that would depend on your interpretation. I decided to dedicate my life to service.
And in service, I sought out a Hero.
The term “Muse” had been used to describe me. As the sirens of old tales from Grandmother, I discovered at a young age that it takes a pretty face to snap her fingers and secure the bidding of any poor fool. It was intriguing, but would have been irresponsible to use carelessly. The best use of this particular proclivity would be sparingly, and with one who is worthy. Little did I understand at the time that I would be one being sought out to be worthy. For the man I found… the Hero that had been promised to me, was God.
It was through service to Him that I found purpose, and what a glorious purpose it was indeed. I had never known that such fulfillment was possible, but He has shown me the way, the truth and the light. This tale is not mine… it is His…
Voice: “And you are a professional wrestler?”
The scene opens up inside of a meeting room, where the image of the gorgeous Calliope Christos can be seen sitting across from someone negotiating deals for EMERGE. Beside her is the hulking menacing presence of Goddrick Grimm. His hair is tied back, not a single strand out of place, but it is his eyes that brought the most attention. It is impossible for the negotiator to remove his from the gaze of the man referred to as…
Calliope: “He is the Almighty.”
Man: “Uhhh… right. Well, I believe he has the tools needed to at least give him a shot inside of an EMERGE ring.”
Calliope smiles, looking to her charge with elation in her eyes, placing a hand onto his arm.
Calliope: “Did you hear that, My Lord? Soon these people… your creation… will see you for what you all, and then you can begin to cleanse them of their sin, cleanse them of the rot that jeopardizes their soul.”
Man: “Yeah… that. Just sign here…”
He slides a contract across to Goddrick, who again doesn’t shift his gaze. Calliope reviews the contract details, smiling as she does.
Man: “Man, she’s so devoted to you. She’s probably a dynamo in the sack.”
The negotiator makes a crucial mistake, first questioning the virtue of His Emissary, then by reaching out to bump fists with a man clearly uninterested. It is the expression on Calliope’s face that comes to worry him.
Calliope: “What are you implying?”
Man: “Nothing. Its just… well we’ve already got “purity” here. There’s no way you’re not putting out with how highly you…”
Calliope: “SILENCE!”
The negotiator wisely shuts up.
Calliope: “You would DARE question my virtue or my devotion to the Almighty?”
Man: “I’m sorry… I didn’t mean anything by it.”
Calliope: “You do not understand the journey I had been on to find The Lord. I had searched for YEARS to find Him. I took up a vow of chastity solely so I could come close to being seen as WORTHY to serve at His right hand! You denigrate me as though I were a piece of meat, passed around to feed the hungry. I am His Emissary… His voice. You do NOT disrespect me!”
Goddrick rises from his seat, without having signed the deal.
Man: “Please don’t go! I’ll do anything! Anything! I can’t blow this! Please!”
Goddrick stocks, looking to Calliope, who grins.
Calliope: “Anything, you say?”
Man: “Please, just sign the deal.”
Calliope: “Fine. We shall sign, but not because The Lord answers to you. No, I want to make perfectly clear that He does not answer to ANYBODY… not you, not the General Manager. Nobody. But you can answer to Him. You can do His bidding.”
Man: “Oh… okay?”
Calliope: “Spread the message around, from the lowest valley to the highest mountain. Tell them that you looked into the eyes of GOD and in his infinite wisdom and benevolence, He showed you mercy. Because the next time you choose to disrespect His Voice, mercy will be the LAST thing you are afforded. Do we have an understanding?”
Frantically, the negotiator nods his head. Calliope nods her head along, looking to Goddrick, who scrawls some undecipherable characters onto the contract: YHWH.
Calliope: “Very good… rejoice and be glad.”
The negotiator nervously laughs, attempting to show that he is rejoicing as Calliope leads Goddrick out of the office. Once the door is closed, he collapses back in his seat, exasperated, but thankful that the massive man didn’t hurt him…
And so, God has brought me to Emerge to spread His message. And though you feel as though this is the work of man, understand that wins and losses are so… shallow. Hollow. Empty. Only through His righteous service will you find what you are searching for. No trinkets shall ease your soul. If you rely on the trappings of personal success and glory, how can you find true fulfillment.
My message pertains to those who will come face to face with the Almighty through this little “Inaugural Impact” tournament. The Lord forgives your transgressions. He will forgive your aggressions against him, for your minds are too small and feeble to understand what you are facing. What Kelcai Adamson-Mason will discover first, followed by others, is that while the Lord is forgiving, he also is open to delivering penance personally. You should celebrate this and be glad, for it is through this that your soul can be cleansed and properly placed in His will.
You must be aware that you are not dealing with just any man. This is the living embodiment of the Almighty. The Lord, your God, is benevolent. He is wisdom. He is love. But He will not hesitate to enact His will upon any who choose to disrespect Him. That is what you are afforded. Since He cast Adam… the ancestor of Mrs. Mason… and Eve from Paradise, He gave you free will. I implore you to use that freedom wisely, for finding yourself on the Lord’s bad side – and there is, in fact, a bad side to be found upon – will be unfortunate for you. This is your opportunity as much as it is anybody else’s, to repent, to find purpose as I found purpose, and to bask in His eternal light and glory!
Halleluiah! He is come!