Post by Zenki on Aug 29, 2018 16:57:11 GMT -5
Since the arrival of the Gaijin filth Musket-san, Mount Fuji has been plagued with the smell of the foul beast. But tonight, we cleanse our holy ground, with fire!
High above us like the thunder our Lord governs us. Like the fire from down below he warms us. The festival of Thunder and Fire pays homage to our Lord Zenki who watches, from a throne built in the shape of a nest, over his zealots. Drums from all the corners of the festival as men and women dance in old traditional garbs. If one could have seen our Lord’s face, they might have said a smile seemed to cross his face, and for that they would have been burned for their blasphemy.
Kids ran around the priests as they carried giant torches that lit the night sky. As they would make their way to the front of the procession, their child like laughter would bring a smile to the face of our High Priestess, Chiaki Enno, as she walked towards the throne of Zenki.
“Once again the Demon Brigade has dominated the J1 Summit, Lord Zenki cements his reign as the greatest of all time by making to the semifinals once again, while well-chosen Buddhist Samurai walks into the semi-finals in his Lord’s footsteps, as undefeated.”
To her left dancers lit up the night sky as they swung fire around them creating rings of fire.
“The Demon Brigade promised a Summit that would end with triumphant Native’s, Samurai birthed from Holy Japan. So far everything has come to pass as they foretold. In reverence to those who rule over us, we celebrate here with representatives of the Summit’s final days.”
She reaches down to pull up a handful of dirt and holds it in front of her, slowly letting a stream of earth fall into the wind.
“We celebrate on the top of Mount Fuji because as she supports us with her fiery rage deep within her, so too will Mount Shinjiro lay dormant as he lies under our feet.”
Priestess Enno walks to a landing above the throne of Zenki so all can see her as the priests carry their torches around the base of Zenki’s wooden throne, encircling him.
“These priests represent Zombie-sama. Who’s rampage through the B Block has reignited the love of the Zealots. Our forces have grown stronger than ever before. The fire has also begun to reignite the passion and the hunger of Lord Zenki for a proper battle. The promise of an all native Finals, and the chance to improve the battle prowess of the Demon Brigade through combat against Zombie has resulted in our Lord reaching all new heights of power.”
She holds her arms out stretched at her sides.
“Lord Zenki must once against feast upon the flesh of the filthy Gaijin Hammerstein.”
She motions to her left, loud chanting begins to echo into the night. Soon a small group of men make their way through the crowd, those they pass being to repeat the chant as they hear it.
The group of men finally break through the crowd and can be seen to be a group of four, two on each side support a long wooden pole on their shoulder as they carry a fattened swine towards the throne. The swine wears the shirt of its own Lord and Master, Hammerstein, as it is carried to its death. The pig is placed before our Lord as he stands, dressed in what can only be described as a Napoleon outfit as he blatantly mocks the French and Hammerstein as he holds his nose while waving a white flag of surrender. Zenki tosses the props behind him and holds a large knife above him that shines demonically as it reflects the flames around him.
“Soon our Lord Zenki and the mighty Demon Brigade will further cement their dominance in Max Japan in such a manner that they will become legends not only in Japan, but unto the world. But tonight, we celebrate. Tonight…we feast!”
As she finishes she raises her arms in the air as Lord Zenki plunges the blade into the pig as the throne is ignited by the priests around him. The chanting of the Zealots cry out once again into the sky as their Lord disappears into the flames.
“Once again the Demon Brigade has dominated the J1 Summit, Lord Zenki cements his reign as the greatest of all time by making to the semifinals once again, while well-chosen Buddhist Samurai walks into the semi-finals in his Lord’s footsteps, as undefeated.”
To her left dancers lit up the night sky as they swung fire around them creating rings of fire.
“The Demon Brigade promised a Summit that would end with triumphant Native’s, Samurai birthed from Holy Japan. So far everything has come to pass as they foretold. In reverence to those who rule over us, we celebrate here with representatives of the Summit’s final days.”
She reaches down to pull up a handful of dirt and holds it in front of her, slowly letting a stream of earth fall into the wind.
“We celebrate on the top of Mount Fuji because as she supports us with her fiery rage deep within her, so too will Mount Shinjiro lay dormant as he lies under our feet.”
Priestess Enno walks to a landing above the throne of Zenki so all can see her as the priests carry their torches around the base of Zenki’s wooden throne, encircling him.
“These priests represent Zombie-sama. Who’s rampage through the B Block has reignited the love of the Zealots. Our forces have grown stronger than ever before. The fire has also begun to reignite the passion and the hunger of Lord Zenki for a proper battle. The promise of an all native Finals, and the chance to improve the battle prowess of the Demon Brigade through combat against Zombie has resulted in our Lord reaching all new heights of power.”
She holds her arms out stretched at her sides.
“Lord Zenki must once against feast upon the flesh of the filthy Gaijin Hammerstein.”
She motions to her left, loud chanting begins to echo into the night. Soon a small group of men make their way through the crowd, those they pass being to repeat the chant as they hear it.
"Buta o taberu."
"Buta o taberu."
"Jigī, jigī, jigī, jigu."
The group of men finally break through the crowd and can be seen to be a group of four, two on each side support a long wooden pole on their shoulder as they carry a fattened swine towards the throne. The swine wears the shirt of its own Lord and Master, Hammerstein, as it is carried to its death. The pig is placed before our Lord as he stands, dressed in what can only be described as a Napoleon outfit as he blatantly mocks the French and Hammerstein as he holds his nose while waving a white flag of surrender. Zenki tosses the props behind him and holds a large knife above him that shines demonically as it reflects the flames around him.
“Soon our Lord Zenki and the mighty Demon Brigade will further cement their dominance in Max Japan in such a manner that they will become legends not only in Japan, but unto the world. But tonight, we celebrate. Tonight…we feast!”
As she finishes she raises her arms in the air as Lord Zenki plunges the blade into the pig as the throne is ignited by the priests around him. The chanting of the Zealots cry out once again into the sky as their Lord disappears into the flames.
“Eat the Pig.”
“Eat the Pig.
“Ziggy, Ziggy, Ziggy, zig!”