EST. AUGUST 2016 - TOKYO, JAPAN
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| The Tokyo Terror - #15 | |
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| Tweet Topic Started: Mar 29 2018, 06:20 PM (85 Views) | |
| Ryan | Mar 29 2018, 06:20 PM Post #1 |
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[We open in a park on the banks of the Sumida River at night. Cardboard shacks are lined along the river, where it's eerily quiet under the hum of traffic speeding over a suspended motorway bridge. This is Sanya – the broken city within Tokyo. This east Tokyo ghetto is a depressing landscape of vacant buildings and empty streets – a glum setting where the modern world's misfits shore up, somewhere between exile and asylum, scratching a living together as they collect cans and used cardboard boxes to sell by the weight. One gets a sense that these shacks would normally be occupied or that there would at least be two or three people. But is Sanya ever truly left to itself? It's an area of many ghosts. The lower caste – burakumin – called this area home in Edo times. The shogunate forced them to carry out dirty jobs they couldn't do themselves due to their Buddhist faith. This meant the slaughter of animals... and humans. Criminals caught by the burakumin were buried in mass graves. A Buddha statue that can be spotted from the train approaching Minami-Senju Station is a marker for the killing fields where more than 200,000 souls linger without peace. Opposite of the station is the Bridge of Tears intersection, Namidabashi. A light breeze can be heard rolling along the riverbank... Is it a breeze? Perhaps it's one of the many slain, breathing with their face up to the camera and staring back at us? Or standing behind the cameraman, breathing down their neck? We soon understand why all has been abandoned when the shot pans down on a pantless man sitting under a tree. His legs are covered in dirt with hardened feces visible on the inside of his thighs. He only wears a dirty gray hoodie – its hood covering his lowered head and he has his hands tucked in the front pocket. This is the 2017 Deathmatch Demolition winner, Teiji “The Terror” Shintaro. He speaks in Japanese that is translated at the bottom of the screen.] SHINTARO: Sanya... It fits me... This place that can't be found... on any map... This wicked ground.. of POVERTY... CRIME... DEATH... The pages of its history... soaked in blood... I sit here... FEELING ITS ENERGY... HEARING THEM... THEIR... their screams... A symphony... It soothes me... I will be with them soon... These... THESE ARE THE LAST DAYS... THE LAST DAYS OF MY EXISTENCE... THE DAYS... THE MONTHS... THEY GO BY... AS FLEETING AS LIFE ITSELF... Until that day of days... My last day... December 18th... Saitama Super Arena... WHETHER I MAKE THE MOST OF MY FINAL DAYS... IT DOESN'T MATTER... THESE THOUGHTS... THESE FEELINGS... WHAT I DO... WHAT I SAY... ANYTHING THAT ANYONE DOES... WHO CARES?! But... What lies ahead... ALLOWS ME... TO GO OUT... WITH BATTLE AFTER BATTLE... BLOOD... VIOLENCE... RAPE... AS I EMPTY THE LAST OF MY BULLETS... THE BULLETS FROM MY MACHINE GUN MIND... KILLING ALL WHO STAND IN MY WAY... [He roughly bangs the back of his head against the tree twice with a grunt and growl. The hood falls back and we see his wide, blazing eyes and gritted teeth. He breaths hard, seething with barely-controlled fury as he beams a look of sheer venom at the camera. Dried blood and feces crusted on his face and teeth. The lack of any blood or feces on his hoodie suggests that he just got it – most likely taken from a victim of his barbarity.] Carnage Carnival... ELEVEN TARGETS... BULLETS FOR EACH ONE... on my way to the final... TO WIN IT... TO WIN A DTW WORLD TITLE SHOT... TO BECOME... DTW World Champion... TO DIE... AS DTW WORLD CHAMPION... AS MY MUTILATION MISSION LIVES ON... AND MY SPIRIT LIVES ON... AND I BECOME GREATER IN DEATH... than in life... INFLUENCING FURTHER DESTRUCTION... A martyr... A MARTYR... FOR ANARCHY... Pure anarchy... I, THE EMODIMENT OF JESUS CHRIST... THE ESSENCE OF LUCIFER... THE HARBINGER OF THE END TIMES... AND INTERNATIONAL GENOCIDE... THE HERLAD OF OMNICIDE... I AM YOUR LIGHT... YOUR BURNING EMBLEM OF HATRED... OF RAGE... OF FREE WILL... FREEDOM FROM PAINFUL MEDIOCRITY... FREEDOM TO RAPE AND FUCKING KILL WHOEVER YOU WANT... DEMOLISH WHATEVER YOU WANT... YOUR EMBLEM OF MURDEROUS DESIRES... THIS FLAME THAT YOU WILL FOLLOW... FOLLOW INTO THE VOID... A VOID THAT WILL COAX YOU... Coax you... with a writhing grip... CARNAGE CARNIVAL... I WILL SHOOT YOU ALL DOWN... THEN A FLICKER... AND A FLASH... BLAZING... BURNING... YOU WILL TURN TO ASH... I WILL PISS ON YOU AND WASH YOU AWAY... AWAY TO BE FORGOTTEN... A VICTIM OF THE VOID... It will happen to us all... BUT I HAVE... I have... one big match... before the Carnage Carnival... [He pulls a dead, heavily-decayed rat from his pocket and admires it for a moment. Shintaro holds it to his chest, cupped in both hands, as he rocks back and forth with his eyes back on the camera.] Many have wondered... WHY... WHY DID I NOT FIGHT... in this King of Violence... for KAMIKAZE Pro?! THAT'S BECAUSE I KNEW... I KNEW... I DIDN'T HAVE TO CHASE THE CROWN... BECAUSE THE CROWN... The crown chases me... KAWAMATA... KING OF VIOLENCE... IT WAS YOU WHO CHALLENGED ME... Congratulations... CONGRATULATIONS... YOU ARE ONLY THE SECOND TO ISSUE ME A DIRECT CHALLENGE... KAWAMATA... CANCUN... YOU PUT ON THESE SHOWS... SHOWS FOR THE MASSES... ALL YOUR FRIENDS... YOUR FAMILY... Kawamata... YOU THINK YOU INVITED EVERYONE TO A PARTY... You invited them to a funeral... YOU MAY BE UNDEAD... WITH THE ASSUMPTION OF IMMORTALITY... THIS “IMMORTAL SOUL”... BUT MY VIOLENCE, KAWAMATA... my violence... knows no boundaries... NO LIMITS... MY VIOLENCE... LIKE YOU, KAWAMATA... defies reality... AND YOU... LIKE ROB SHARPE... YOU SAW ME... ME... YOU POINTED AT ME... LIKE A MOUNTAIN... YOU FEEL YOU MUST CLIMB... BECAUSE YOU KNOW, KAWAMATA... YOU KNOW... TITLE BELTS... TROPHIES... STATUS... MAIN EVENTS... ALL THE FAME... IT DOESN'T MATTER... KALINDA... SHE CAN BE THE ACE... THE WORLD CHAMPION OF DEATH TRIP WRESTLING... STANTON... IRON JAPAN DEATH CROWN CHAMPION... You... KAMIKAZE Pro Evolution... KING OF VIOLENCE... YOU KNOW IT IS ME, KAWAMATA... ME... WHO STANDS ABOVE ALL... AS THE ULTIMATE CHALLENGE... The ultimate challenge... in deathmatch wrestling... IT IS ME WHO TOWERS OVER ALL... THE MOUNT EVEREST OF BRUTALITY... YOU SAID IT YOURSELF, KAWAMATA... IT FELT LIKE SOMEONE WAS MISSING... MISSING... FROM THE KING OF VIOLENCE... NOW HERE YOU ARE, SO-CALLED KING OF VIOLENCE... challenging ME... In Cancun... KAWAMATA... I DON'T NEED TO MAKE AN EXAMPLE OUT OF YOU... EVERYONE KNOWS WHAT I'M CAPABLE OF... [Shintaro suddenly gets to his feet. This startles the cameraman, who takes a dozen steps back. Shintaro jams the rat's carcass head-first up his ass with one hand and reaches around the tree with his other.] But you, King of Violence... YOU ARE THE PERFECT STARTING POINT... BEFORE THE CARNAGE CARNIVAL... [He drags a shirtless, bloody man out from behind the tree with a rope around their neck – possibly the man he took the hoodie from. Their hands are tied behind their back and they don't put up a fight.] DEFEAT THE SO-CALLED KING OF VIOLENCE... THEN DESTROY... MANGLE... VIOLATE... TORTURE eleven ill-fated souls... [He props them into a sitting position and stands behind them, holding them up with the rope. There's a hopeless inevitability in their eyes.] HOLLAND... AOKIGAHARA ZOMBIE... TAKEUCHI... [He licks his lips like a hungry wolf as his dick does a singular twitch.] Bronson... SHAKUR... Joe Stanton... ummmm... [His dick twitches twice more, sprouting into a quarter chub. He gives it a few strokes as he talks, tugging with a tight grip like he's trying to tear it off.] THOSE ARE JUST A FEW... THEY WILL ALL DIE AT MY FUCKING FEET... I WILL WIN THE GROUP... [Shintaro's dick fully hardens in his rugged palm. He becomes more even intense, radiating with an ominous air of danger.] THEN I WILL SLAUGHTER ONE MORE... CARNAGE CARNIVAL FINAL... MAY 22ND... RYOGOKU KOKUGIKAN... TOKYO... I WILL WIN THE YAMASHI CUP... Then ride into Tokyo Gore Noir 9... Lords of the Deathmatch... RIDE IN ON A WAVE OF BLOOD... IN A REMATCH... ANOTHER WAR... versus Kalinda... AND DO WHAT THEY SAY IS UNTHINKABLE... [Shintaro stops masturbating to gently brush his fingers through the man's hair, looking down at him with a sick fondness.] WHAT KALINDA... thinks is impossible... I'm going to fucking ruin her... [He looks back at the camera and strokes some more.] RUIN HER... AND BECOME DTW WORLD CHAMPION... CHAMPION OF THE COMPANY AND ITS IMAGE... THE IMAGE OF REBELLION AND ATROCITY... THAT I INSPIRED... KAWAMATA... IN CANCUN... WILL BE THE CATALYST... CARNAGE CARNIVAL... MY CRUSADE THROUGH JAPAN... The Yamashi Cup... My key... TO THE DTW WORLD CHAMPIONSHIP... AND MY KEY... TO FUCKING KALINDA'S ASS! [In one ferociously quick movement, Shintaro stomps on the back of the man's neck while pulling on the rope. Their head snaps back and a cringe-inducing crack disturbs the night. He lets go of the rope and lets their limp body fall to its right side. Shintaro then turns around, yanks the dead rat out of his ass as he squats, and blasts a load of wet feces on their head. Three strained, powerful squirts follow the initial dump before he spins around and whips the rat carcass at the cameraman. Shintaro charges the cameraman, forcing them to run for their life. The last moments of what we see are dark, shaky, and unclear before suddenly cutting out.] |
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