Post by Pyro on Aug 24, 2021 21:28:10 GMT -5
UNAIRED FOOTAGE
SANFORD, FLORIDA
AUGUST 21ST, 2021
Pyro was having an amazing time. Pyro and Anya Brendon had managed to spend some quality time together. No one understands what Anya sees in Pyro but Anya. It wasn’t an obvious pairing you’d think of in a relationship but Anya was someone that Pyro truly did love. That was something that had been hard for Pyro to deal with. That’s why the time off had been a blessing more than a curse. Although he did miss caving people's skulls in and crushing their tracheas. He’d be able to get that urge dealt with when he got to Tokyo, Japan anyway. It was a place that Anya was looking forward to visiting. So much so that they both planned to head off to Tokyo, Japan today. They were both packing their suitcases or that’s how it started until Anya wasn’t very impressed with how Pyro packed his.
“You do know right that you can’t get a suitcase of matches through security at the airport right?”
“Well I thought you could distract them with your beauty and I could run onto the plane with them.”
Anya blushed and always did when Pyro complimented her. She felt so special too because she was the only one to get this side of Pyro.
“As much as I appreciate your compliments, I’m not going to be a distraction tactic to a terrorist act.”
“Terrorist? I can’t believe you’d think my genius is an attempt at terrorism even if technically it would be. I just wanted to be able to hand out matchboxes to everyone in attendance, we could all start a fire.”
Anya just shook her head and tried to hide the smile she had listening to what he had to say.
“You’re cute but you can’t do that. I guess like Billy Joel, if you did hand out matchboxes to everyone, the defense would be, we didn’t start the fire right?”
Anya started to giggle as Pyro sat down on the bed just shaking his head at that pun.
“I’m not cute but you are. If I ever meet Billy Joel I’m going to set him on fire just so I can say I did start the fire.”
Not being able to contain it, Anya started to giggle at Pyro who tried to keep a serious look on his face but couldn’t. It was just the fact of how beautiful Anya was and how the little things he did put a smile on her face. Until it came to the bedroom, it was all about the big thing he had that put a smile on her face.
“You shake your head at my pun but go and make one of your own, why? Wasn’t mine good enough?”
Anya scrunched her face as she looked at Pyro with her puppy dog eyes knowing full well they worked on him.
“Everything you do is good enough. You’re the light to my darkness, the star that I’ll always wish upon, you’ll always be my hope and dreams, and last but not least you’re the best part about me. I love you and yes I have noticed the new look of yours, and there was nothing wrong with you before. You were beautiful then and just as beautiful now, just know that for all the bad things I do, I’ll make up with all the good things I do for you.”
Leaning in towards Anya’s face, Pyro rubbed the end of his nose against hers before placing a kiss on her forehead.
“Aww. You really are a sweetie. You’re going to make me cry.”
Looking into Pyro’s eyes, Anya shed a happy tear as Pyro cupped her face with his hand and wiped the tear from her eye with his thumb before kissing her passionately on the lips. When the kiss eventually breaks with Anya biting down on Pyro’s lip they both smile.
“Do we have time before leaving to have, well you know?”
Pyro just winks at Anya who smiles.
“We always have time for some hot and fiery stuff in the bedroom. Just let me get the suitcases off the bed first.”
Not even giving her a chance to do so, Pyro pushed the suitcases off the bed before pulling Anya onto the bed with him.
AIRED FOOTAGE
TOKYO, JAPAN
AUGUST 23RD, 2021
“HISTORY…”
The hooded figure begins to slowly and methodically walk out from the shadows. The voice seems familiar but it isn’t until the hooded figure walks out fully from the shadows and lowers the hood that it’s revealed to be Pyro. The Nightmare, The Messiah Of Fire, The Savior, or however you wanted to address him, stands there with that psychopathic smirk on his face.
“It’s a big part of the world today. It’s a big part of life too. I was glad to see Fallout was going to be in Tokyo, Japan. I’ve always wanted to visit Higashiyamato, Tokyo. To be more specific I wanted to visit the former Hitachi Aircraft Tachikawa Factory Substation. It’s derelict just how I like the places I visit. It’s better that way, not having to put up with people. It saves them more than me, cause I ain’t against setting some random ass person on fire just for fun. This place looks amazing, a derelict 1930’s substation in the middle of a suburban park. Now that’s not something you would expect to see. Especially one that’s been ravished by gunfire from the Second World War. Just look at how beautiful it still looks though.”
Turning on the spot to look at it, Pyro stands there like the creepiest game show assistant trying to show off a prize you could win. The biggest grin on Pyro’s face, the last time he was this happy was when Anya and he told each other they loved one another.
“The former Hitachi Aircraft Tachikawa Factory Substation is in the town of Higashiyamato City located in the western portion of Tokyo Metropolis, Japan. You don’t expect someone like me to know all this do you?”
Pausing more for effect rather than expecting an answer, Pyro once again grins like a Cheshire Cat.
“You might all ask what has this got to do with Fallout XII: Night Of Chaos? Well give me a chance and you’ll find out. Just pay close attention because this motherfucker here is going to educate all of you. From what I’ve been witnessing, a lot of you could do with some educating. What makes the former Hitachi Aircraft Tachikawa Factory Substation truly remarkable is that it’s still standing. Even though most of Tokyo was effectively rebuilt in the aftermath of the Second World War. The best thing about the Substation is that you won’t find another structure in Tokyo that better shows the pockmarks of war. You can see for yourself by the exterior walls of the facility that it has the war wounds to prove as much too. The first attack was orchestrated by Grumman F6F Hellcats in early 1945. Later on, that was followed by an attack by P-51 Mustangs and finally by a squadron of B-29’s bombers.”
As Pyro spoke about the planes, he did the motions of a plane followed by the sound of gunshots too.
“This is where you find out why what I just told you was relevant. Are you paying attention or do I need to come and use an eye contraption to force them open for you to watch? Just know that no matter what damage these planes caused, the former Hitachi Aircraft Tachikawa Factory Substation was still standing. Much like myself, for instance, The planes represent life and the people in life that have tried to shoot me down. Much like the facility here, I’m still standing, and although the former Hitachi Aircraft Tachikawa Factory Substation was set to be demolished. Thankfully due to the concerted efforts of a local lobby the building was preserved and designated a cultural asset in 1995. I see Anya Brendon, my girlfriend, doing the same when it comes to me. I was set to demolition myself, I was ready to be over with but she saved me. I’m now considered an asset in Project: Honor. You can all thank Anya for who I am today, The Savior that Project: Honor needs. If any of you say one word wrong about Anya, well go watch the Fallout special show, Dead By Daylight.”
The sadistic side of Pyro is clear for all to see as his lip curls with that trademark sickening smirk of his.
“James Ranger, Kagome Akaibara, Angelo Caito, Thorberg Aaronsson, you all have been warned. I won’t hesitate to stomp your face into the mat, onto the floor of the outside of the ring, or even on the steel steps themselves. Just wash as your face explodes over them and I’ll stomp your face over and over. It’ll be so bad and brutal that I’ll still be peeling brain matter off the bottom of my bottles weeks later. Go ahead, underestimate me but I recommend that you watch the tapes of what I’m capable of. Fallout has only seen a fraction of how brutal and sadistic I can be. You think Redd stabbing Jason Long was brutal. If I was to do that to someone, I’d slide that knife inside their stomach and slice upwards towards their throat. I’d then pull the knife out of them and watch as they fall to their knees bleeding out. As they do, I’ll rip their heart out from inside them and then shove their heart down their throats. No need to be worried yet though, I haven’t had to go to the lengths of doing that yet, so James, Kagome, Angelo, and Thorberg, you don’t want to be the reason I have to because I’d happily do so.”
Pyro begins to walk around the outside of the former Hitachi Aircraft Tachikawa Factory Substation starting from the entrance of it.
Finally having walked around the whole facility, Pyro comes to a stop outside the entrance of the facility and sits down on the steps that lead up to the weathered door above the main entrance.
“Rulers Of The Underground, Angelo Caito, and Thorberg Aaronsson. An Italian and a Viking, I bet Angelo goes mad when you put Goat on your pizza. Bet Thorberg is like, well you use Goat Cheese so why not just use the Goat little man? To which Angelo would reply, Sì, il formaggio di capra va sulla pizza ma non una capra intera, idiota. I know, I just learned Italian for this moment.”
Trying to be sly, Pyro takes a quick glance at his phone looking at Google Translate before sliding it back into his pocket having got it out while talking.
“For those that don’t know what that means, what I said was yes, goat cheese goes on pizza but not a whole goat, you idiot. Which makes sense I guess but I’d rather just sacrifice that Goat and then poison the pizza so Angelo and Thorberg die a painfully slow death. That’s just me though and since apparently that’d be too extreme and Rock Johnson would shit himself in his adult diaper, you’re safe from being poisoned Angelo and Thorberg, for now anyway. Angelo, an Italian name from a popular medieval personal name. Also from Greek angelos meaning messenger. Therefore since you’re a messenger and can speak dumbass, tell your friend Zoidberg he really does look like a crustacean-like species of alien. Also Mario, Luigi, Angelo, or whatever your name is, tell Zoidberg in the dumb, dumb language that he understands, that Fire And Ice are the most dangerous team in Project: Honor and that’s a fact motherfucker. I know this is a sneak peek into Collision Course but the outcome of this match will be the same then too. The outcome being that FAI, Fire And Ice win just like we will at Collision Course to become Tag Team Champions.”
Getting up from the steps that he was sitting on, Pyro walks away from the steps rubbing his ass cheeks.
“Ouch! My ass feels like how Jason Long’s head looks, square.”
After walking off the numbness of the bumness, Pyro decides to lean against the wall now as he gives the stairs a quick evil glare.
“James and Kagome, Steel And Venom. Who are you two? Honestly, who are all these other teams turning up? Literally, the only other team I’ve heard of and think is a threat is The Massacre. Julius and I may see them as a threat but one we’re going to take down and after that the tournament will be plain sailing. Anyway enough about them, I’m meant to be addressing the disgrace of a tag team who call themselves Steel And Venom. James and Kagome are two people who if you gave them a knife and told them to stab someone, they’d just end up stabbing themselves. I don’t have the time or the crayons to explain that to you both either. I know I’m going to get a lot of hate for that but my suggestion to anyone who has a problem with it. Well get some fuel, drink the fuel, and then set your fucking selves on FIRE!!! James, Kagome, if either of you has a problem with it, let me know in the ring and I’ll formally apologize to no one.”
Standing up from leaning on the wall, Pyro starts to head off on a little walk away from the former Hitachi Aircraft Tachikawa Factory Substation. As Pyro does, he has a shit-eating grin on his face. No, not like the guy who does the graphics work for Project: Honor when he watches Two Girls and One Cup either.
“I really don’t have a lot to say about anyone in this match, to be honest with you. I bet my enemy turned best friend and tag partner has a whole lot to say. You see, Julius is a tough motherfucker but his mouth can be even fucking tougher. The man doesn’t even know when to shut up, so I’m quite happy to let him do the talking as I’d rather do the torturing. I’d rather step in that ring in the Nippon Budokan and have the fans leaving in fear. Hear the cries of the children as they see me set fire to their hometown loser Kagome Akaibara. Just be grateful that this is your hometown Kagome because when I’m done with you, it’ll be your final resting place too. I beg James to try and stop me, I’ll set that motherfucker on fire too. Hell, I’ll set the whole of Nippon Budokan on Fire if I have to. I don’t give a shit about the people, I don’t give a shit about Copper And Poison or even The Helix Protractors Of The Overground. All that I give a shit about is FAI, Fire And Ice, and that we win them Tag Team Championships. That starts with proving to everyone how dangerous Julius and I are against you two teams of people I’ve never heard of. I know I’ve said it enough by now but again I don’t care if I even have to dig up the King of Rock and Roll Elvis Presley. I’ll make sure you’re all shook up and know that at Collision Course, Fire And Ice will be leaving the building as Tag Team Champions. One thing before I do go, you all better realize that I’m going to be known as Japan’s Biggest Monster!!!”
You could tell that Pyro was done and enough was enough now. He lifts his arm up and points it towards the camera; the last thing you see Pyro do is shoot a fireball at the camera before everything goes dark.
