Roleplay Information;
Passage: One
Record: 0 / 0 / 0
cW Accomplishments;
Soon To Come.
Event: IMPACT!
Date:  ?? / ?? / 08
Match: ??
Title: None
Stipulation: None

Fell Before His Feet;

cW:
- Soon To Come







I

"Resurrection."

Terrorism ? n.

The use of violence and threats to intimidate or coerce, esp. for political purposes.
The state of fear and submission produced by terrorism or terrorization.
A terroristic method of governing or of resisting a government.




[[ Fade in cW logo.]]

[[ Our scene awakens with a shot of a temple, four great globes at each corner of this massive building. There are many people entering and leaving the temple, we can guess this is a place where many come to pray.. ]]

[[ to worship.]]

[[ We move inside and it's even more impressive, there is gold everywhere. It must have cost a fortune to build this place, marble floor and all. We move deeper into an exclusive room, not just anyone can walk into this room within the temple. Once inside, we see two men inside this grand room. A picture is placed upon the wall, we cannot make out who exactly it is supposed to be but, we see one man on his knees. There is also another man standing behind, a monster to say the least. He has to stand at least seven feet tall, nobody will walk into this room unannounced.]]

" .. ALLAH!!! ALLAH!!! GIVE HIM THE STRENGTH!!!.."

[[ He raises his arms high into the air and bows before the picture, obviously this means a lot to him. He then is handed a robe from the larger man, he places it on a raised step before the picture. He places both of his hands upon it and closes his eyes.]]

".. WE MUST.. STOP THEM!! THOSE INFIDELS!! THEY FROWN UPON US.. WE ARE.. NO..DIFFERENT!!"

[[ We don't really know what he is talking about at this precise moment in time, all we hear now is a form of chanting. It's coming from the main hall, where there are hundreds of people chanting in prayer. ]]

".. WHEN WE APPEAR.. THEY.. THEY WILL KNOW.. JUST WHY.. WE ARE NO DIFFERENT.. WE ARE THE.. SAME.. WE ARE ONE.. "

[[ There also seems to be some kind of fountain inside this room, it's filled with all kinds of gold items. We also spot ruby's and diamonds within the fountain, whoever this is for must be important. ]]

".. I BEG OF YOU.. LOOK DOWN.. UPON HIM.. HE DOES THIS FOR YOU.. FOR ME.. FOR OUR PEOPLE ALLAH!! HE SEEKS WHAT YOU SEEK.. FEELS.. WHAT YOU FEEL.. HE WANTS ACCEPTENCE.. IF HE DOES NOT.. RECIEVE IT.. HE SHALL TAKE IT!!! "

[[ The tall man behind moves back more as the smaller man rises to his feet and places his hand upon the picture. ]]

".. INSALLAH! "

[[ The man turns around to reveal himself as Khosrow Diavari, the other man turns around and it's The Great Khali. Diavari let's out a crazy chant.. ]]

..MAKALAA INSA FOUGHLA KRAKSAD MOVETER INFIDELS!! "

[[ Our scene begins to break up. ]]

[[ Static.]]


 [[ Our scene once again opens, this time we're looking at a wall with writing across it which we do not understand. A shadow is cast across the wall and into the shot steps Khosrow Diavari, with a smile across his face which tells us he knows something that we don't. ]]

[[ It is clear Diavari is enjoying keeping us waiting, almost as if he is picking his moment to let us know what is on his mind.
]]

[ Khosrow Diavari ] This is the moment.. the moment that.. I.. have been waiting for.. now, I know you people do not understand what you see.. you don't understand what I feel.. the hatred.. you all show towards me and people of my.. religion.. this however is not.. about me.. this is about a man far greater than.. any.. of you infidels.. may I introduce to you.. the great..

[[ Daivari points his arms in one direction with an even bigger grin across his face.  ]]

[ Khosrow Diavari Muhammad Hassan!!!

[[ Hassan walks into the picture, wearing a golden robe with a head dress. He has his hands clasped and stares coldly at the camera, no emotion coming from him at all. You can see the delight in Diavari's eye, as Hassan frees his hands and spreads them. ]]

[ Muhammad Hassan
] I've been victimized, I've been ousted by my very own country.. The United States Of America.

[[ He keeps a low, almost mellow tone while speaking.
]]

[ Muhammad Hassan ] I have to sit back and listen to what you all say about me, not anymore.. You see, when things go wrong in this country.. We look to point the blame to someone, it's never the fault of America.. That is only the start of the problem, the arrogance you show.. Well, it never ceases to amaze even myself.

[[ He almost forces a smirk out of himself, it seems Hassan has a bone or two to pick right now. ]]

[ Muhammad Hassan ] They tried to banish me from my own country, they did not want Muhammad Hassan to be seen on TV.. Why?

[[ There is a moment of silence, as Hassan stares a hole through the camera lens. ]]

[ Muhammad Hassan ] It is only because they do not see me as an American, they want to call me a terrorist.. A TERRORIST! Look into my eyes, this is as pure of an American as you'll find.. This is my country but, there are many flaws within the system.. There are too many people in high places who shouldn't be, this is my goal.. I'll change the very face of this country, I'll do it step by step if I have to.. I'll no longer listen to the comments, the racism shown towards me is disgusting.. Yet, why wasn't I surprised?

[[ Diavari seems to be building into an uncontrollable rage.
]]

[ Khosrow Diavari ] MOUCHAD DE PUTTA MUHAMMAD! MOUCHAD DE PUTTA!!!

[[ Muhammad Hassan looks towards Daivari and Daivari calms down, moving into the background once again. ]]

[ Muhammad Hassan ] I wasn't surprised because this is what I expected, I expect it from the people of this country.. They'd rather speak first and ask questions later, it's almost a way of life.. It all began with the planes, the falling of The World Trade Center.. People tried to blame me, people of my religion for what happened.. Ever since that day, I've not been able to show my face on the street without someone shouting something towards me.. The American propaganda, they single out people like me.. I'm more American than most, I hold my country close to my heart.. What do I get for it?

[[ He pauses. ]]

[ Muhammad Hassan ] NOTHING!

[[ Hassan looks kind of pissed now. ]]

[ Muhammad Hassan ]
Now, that I am apart of Championship Wrestling.. I'll tear apart anyone who stands in my path to glory, you have something to say? Come and say it to my face and I'll show you, why I am the greatest.. Why I am the one man to lead the company to success, the ONLY MAN!! Who can keep this company above water, you have to ask yourself.. Are you all ready for what you are about to experience? It's one thing saying it but, a completely different thing to do as you claim.

[[ He looks mean. ]]

[ Muhammad Hassan ] The only thing you can do, give up.. Don't even try to start what you can't finish, I've seen it too many times before.. That leaves me with only one more thing to say..

[[ He raises his arms high into the air and drops to his knees. ]]

[ Muhammad Hassan ] PRAISE..ALLAH!

[[ Daivari steps into the picture. ]]

[ Khosrow Diavari ] There is only one god.. Allah.. And MUHAMMAD.. IS HIS PROPHET!!

[[ Static.  ]]





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