Shakir: Infidel! INFIDEL!
Shakir suddenly rushes the camera man grabbing him up by the collar shaking him violently
Shakir: Did you cleanse yourself of the taint as I requested before you stepped through my door?
The camera man nervously nods bringing some ease to Shakir causing him to release his hold.
Shakir: Good.... Good.... The time is coming upon us infidel where I will at long last be given my opportunity to shine! Havoc marks the beginning of my new journey, the quest to rise to the clouds so that the heavens will sing me glory and praise of becoming All Stars champion! My first trial will be of a blasphemer known to the infidels as Toast. When I look upon this man I see a man born of ignorance, and some form of leprosy, a definite sign that he and his family were cursed by Allah. Only the most sinful of families are cursed with deformed children, fortunately being a honorable servant to Allah grants me the power to cleanse such diseased unclean heathens from the world. Upon my victory of purging this unclean man from the sight of Allah a new era will come upon the HWA and it will be known as the veil of plenty.
Shakir stands triumphantly before the camera his cunning smile only pressing his confidence in his beloved duty to Allah further.
Shakir: What is this era that will be known as the Veil of Plenty? It will be an era where the HWA and its flock will recognize Allah in all of his greatness! The world will see just how giving Allah truly is, how merciful and loving he can be to those who wish to open their mind to broader possibilities. Yes Allah's world has experienced a great time of turbulence and hardship, but those times are soon to pass us by to be replaced by a time of peace and prosperity. The fruits of labor will be rewarded with great gifts of pleasure and riches only to Allah's most faithful. No longer will even the countless infidels who follow those in hwa that claim to be idols of greatness have to suffer the pains of starvation. But be warned infidels your idols that you follow are false and will be swiftly washed away by the will of Allah once he chooses to break bread with you to feed and nourish your nutrient starved skeletal corpses! I can only hope when he turns a single loaf into a thousand loafs that you none believing sinners even if it is a small portion of you become faithful servants to his greatness.
Shakir's mood suddenly shifts to anger and hatred.
Shakir: There's one man that even if he were fed all the honey and milk in the world would still live a infidels life, he would still choose to p1ss and sh1t upon the holy grounds of Allah.
Shakir opens up his robes to reveal a nasty scar on his chest.
Shakir: That man gave me this mark that will remain with me for the rest of my life to never be forgotten of what a infidel is capable of even against the holiest of men. He calls himself Fallen, and the man truly is his namesake.... He will forever be fallen from the book of life, never to gain entrance in the kingdom of heaven, and to be forever judged to be damned to the pits of hell itself! This man makes profit from his mockery of me! The infidels purchase replicas of his Sheik Akbar doll in hope to mar and disgrace my good name even further! He would have it so by furthering his campaign of mockery against me each time he is before a crowd and camera shouting his blasphemy "Silence Infidel of I will Stab you!" Ever since the day he nearly took my life he has risen to fame and prominence among the infidels, he brags arrogantly of the damage he did, the great terrible sin he committed.... He struts around with his sinful false Idol trying to tarnish everything I have worked so hard to create in the HWA.... But little does he know even a infidel dog has its day, a day that will come much sooner then he thinks.
The rage and fury rises within Shakir
Shakir: ALLAH CONDIMS YOU! HE HAS ALREADY PASSED JUDGEMENT ON YOU FALLEN! HE SENDS ME TO YOU TO EXECUTE YOU FOR YOUR HEINOUS CRIMES AGAINST HIS BELOVED KINGDOM! WHEN I HEARD WHISPERS OF YOUR RETURN I BEGGED ALLAH TO UNLEASH ME ONCE MORE UPON THE WORLD TO BRING HOLY FLAME TO CORRUPT FLESH! I FELL TO MY KNEES UPON MOUNT CALVERY AND SHOUTED TO THE HEAVENS WISHING THAT ALLAH COULD HEAR MY CRIES OF SERVITUDE IN THE HEAVENS! I WENT SEVEN DAYS WITHOUT FOOD OR SLEEP, SEVEN DAYS I WENT GOING THROUGH THE CLEANSING RITUAL LASHING MY OWN BODY OVER AND OVER FOR THE BLESSING OF ANSWER FROM ALLAH! I WEPT IN LOVE AND SARROW OVER THE BELOVED CREATOR AND I SAID TO HIM; ALLOW YOUR SUFFERING TO CEASE! PUT ME IN YOUR PLACE! NO MORE SHALL THE DAYS BE WHEN YOU LET THE INFIDELS BEAT AND MAIM YOU, NO MORE ARE THE DAYS FOR YOU TO TURN THE OTHER CHEEK, PLEASE SET ME LOOSE SO THAT I CAN BE THE INSTRUMENT OF YOUR FURY AND DISPLEASURE TO THOSE THAT YOU CREATED WHO NOW TURN THEIR BACKS UPON YOU TO FORGET YOU FOR THE FALSE IDOLS! NO MORE CAN I SIT HERE WHILE YOU STAND IN A LAND OF SHADOWS AND DISPAIR ALONE!
Shakir begins to sob uncontrollably of the very thought of his beloved god sacrificing himself so that the sins of the world shall be forgiven once more to the unappreciative infidels.
Shakir: Allah please forgive this world that you created in your image. Forgive the great many sins committed in these dark troubling times by the foolish infidels. Thank you great one, thank you so very much all powerful one for hearing my pleas. Thank you for setting me loose to serve as your sword of execution! I will not fail you, I beg of you to rest high above the heavens to recover in power while I smite every last one of these war mongering infidels down in your name. Fallen is the champion of the infidels by striking him down I shall deal a great blow to them, and with his demise no more will the masses of blinded ignorant blasphemers carry their false doll idols! I am a soldier to Allah my only reason for existence is to make his will be done, and I swear upon my very own life that his will be done!
The scene ends
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