Post by Vladimir T. Strife on Mar 31, 2007 14:39:46 GMT -5
An aerial shot comes on as the commercial starts. It's a metropolis with tall buildings around, on the ground, black spots can be seen. As the camera zooms it and gets closer, they can now be seen as body bags. There are hundreds of them, scattered all around as if without a care in the world. As we get closer, a man can be seen standing in the middle of the camera's view.
The camera zooms more through the eerie site, the man in the middle becoming clearer until he can be seen as being GHW King Of The Deathmatch Champion, Vladimir Strife. In his hand, he holds a small white stick. It zooms in still, moving closer slowly as Vladimir is looking into the camera. The stick in his hand turns can be seen to be a cigarette by the time it stops.
"This, ladies and gentlemen... is a cigarette. It contains arsenic, cyanide, and over 40 other poisons. Everyday, hundreds die from smoking cigarettes. Today it is the 2nd highest cause of death in the United States. Some of you might ask though, what is the leading cause of death in America?"
Vladimir sticks the cigarette in his mouth and lights it, taking a long drag.
"B*tching at me for smoking. Despite what we know we could do about this epidemic, people continue to complain about me enjoying nicotine everyday... and thousands continue to die. We could all do our part, but sometimes we just don't know how. If you see Vladimir smoking and you feel like it's your duty to save him from his pain, to inform him of the hazards of his actions... then just say no. You're pathetic opinion isn't worth dying for."
A nerdy guy comes by and looks at Vladimir.
"Could you please put that out? It.. it's hoiting my lungs. I have vewy bad asthma, you know?"
Vladimir shakes his head and grabs him by the curly red hair, pushing the cigarette into the man's forehead. Screams and shrieks come from the man as he tries to get away. Vladimir stomps on him and kicks him in the stomach several times before turning back to the camera. In his hands, he's holding an inhaler as the man wheezes. Vladimir holds up the inhaler.
"This is your brains... This is your brains on Strife."
Vladimir then slams it down and it busts into pieces, Vladimir's latest victim crying and sobbing heartbreakingly as he reaches out for what's left of it.
"Shut the f*ck up!!"
Vladimir turns around and starts stomping on the man again, more cries and screams being heard. The sound stops as the screen switched to an all-orange background with the word "truth" written in the center in black.
END OF THREAD
The camera zooms more through the eerie site, the man in the middle becoming clearer until he can be seen as being GHW King Of The Deathmatch Champion, Vladimir Strife. In his hand, he holds a small white stick. It zooms in still, moving closer slowly as Vladimir is looking into the camera. The stick in his hand turns can be seen to be a cigarette by the time it stops.
"This, ladies and gentlemen... is a cigarette. It contains arsenic, cyanide, and over 40 other poisons. Everyday, hundreds die from smoking cigarettes. Today it is the 2nd highest cause of death in the United States. Some of you might ask though, what is the leading cause of death in America?"
Vladimir sticks the cigarette in his mouth and lights it, taking a long drag.
"B*tching at me for smoking. Despite what we know we could do about this epidemic, people continue to complain about me enjoying nicotine everyday... and thousands continue to die. We could all do our part, but sometimes we just don't know how. If you see Vladimir smoking and you feel like it's your duty to save him from his pain, to inform him of the hazards of his actions... then just say no. You're pathetic opinion isn't worth dying for."
A nerdy guy comes by and looks at Vladimir.
"Could you please put that out? It.. it's hoiting my lungs. I have vewy bad asthma, you know?"
Vladimir shakes his head and grabs him by the curly red hair, pushing the cigarette into the man's forehead. Screams and shrieks come from the man as he tries to get away. Vladimir stomps on him and kicks him in the stomach several times before turning back to the camera. In his hands, he's holding an inhaler as the man wheezes. Vladimir holds up the inhaler.
"This is your brains... This is your brains on Strife."
Vladimir then slams it down and it busts into pieces, Vladimir's latest victim crying and sobbing heartbreakingly as he reaches out for what's left of it.
"Shut the f*ck up!!"
Vladimir turns around and starts stomping on the man again, more cries and screams being heard. The sound stops as the screen switched to an all-orange background with the word "truth" written in the center in black.
END OF THREAD