Shakir: I was blind sighted by a sinner last night, yes I failed partially by allowing myself to be vulnerable just for second. It cost me dearly and has left a blemish upon my humble rise to the top the unknown attacker thinks me a easy pick.
Shakir begins to sway a little with his heart racing his face riddled with fear as he tries to explain the situation.
Shakir: I'm sorry Allah! I'm so sorry! I will not let such things happen again! I will not be so arrogant to drop my guard again to be taken advantage of! My victory over Toast was but a very minor victory the true test is yet to come for me but I swear upon my life I will not fail! Forgive me please! Please! I will give myself lashes this very night to make up for the error of my ways! The infidel who attacked me will not succeed again at striking your humble servant down! Must I do more to atone for the great tragedy that took place at the end of Havoc? Must I shed not just my blood but the skin and muscles of my body that hold it together for the great curse of Bryan Deas befalling our beloved kingdom? The great traitors of Michael Dredge and Buff Bridges I feel have nearly undone all that you have worked so hard to build and maintain. I feel it in my heart that I must take drastic actions to save the Kingdom of Allah, the next televised event I swear that I will bring the gavel of judgment down upon the wrestling world! I will make something terrible happen to a single infidel that calls himself a HWA superstar! Let it be a warning to those who would wish to do harm to me and Allah!
Shakir reaches over to the alter stroking a small ivory figurine of his beloved Allah
Shakir: You have finally unveiled the mantle of the Dark Messenger, could it possibly be that I your humble servant could achieve a title that is of great importance? I know the infidel who mocks me with his false idol surly has his sights laid to rest on acquiring the prize. I cannot allow him to have it Allah, he is not worthy and it is I your faithful servant that is the only one worthy enough to embrace the mantle of the Messenger. I speak words of truth, of prophecy and of your beloved teachings. I live by your laws and will gladly die by them. I have willingly tossed my desires for the fat American virgin women to the side temporarily so that I might focus on the task you have given me. I have no distractions from my hearts desires, no partner in Curt Evers to slow me down, only myself and the clothes on my back to take with me on this long journey ahead. I am not afraid to travel a hard road alone with no one to call upon for help shall I reach the very thresh hold of pain and suffering. Revenge will be ours Allah this I swear!
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