Music plays. The camera pans in the woods, revealing a run down, abandoned bus with pews facing it. A crowd of people surround as TooRare approaches a podium, drapped with a flag of Tokes face with the eyes blacked out, surrounded in fire. A cross hangs from one ear, and a serpent the other, with his hair draped down his back. Wearing black dress pants, a black button up, and a bath robe. A cross around his neck, with a man looking eerily like Woody. a flask in one hand, and a cigarette on his lip. A hand comes into frame and lights TooRares cigarette as he faces the crowd, taking a small drag and addressing the crowd

Please, gather yourselves together as we begin todays sermon. I thank you all.

A handful of people make their ways to the pews. What appears to be a small family of 3, a young man in his 20s, a women in her 30s, a child sat alone, and a man in a mask who looks like he may have killed someone in the past 6 hours

I gathered you all here today to speak in a language our friend can understand, as it seems our message has passed him by thus far. A foolish man, who believes his word to be the equivalent of gold. So please, take your seats, if you'd be so kind, as I'd like to start today with a story

The story of a broken, sad man with a silver tounge who learned to convince fools he was a profit. To me and you, that's laughable.

TooRare begins an over exaggerated laugh before abruptly stopping, taking a long drag from is cigarette

but to a lost and broken soul, thats quite a nice yarn to spin. a good tale to buy into. but I would never lie to you, my brothers and sisters. this man is no profit nor nobleman.

TooRare slams his fist on the podium

He is a failed man, trying to use the good word to paint himself in honor and salvation. He believed that he was the one true savoir. He believes the lies of those he looked up to. They said to him "if you want to change the world, my son, then speak real clear, and make sure some soul listening" and like the fools that follow him, he believed this ruse. He believed it so truly, he built churches and monuments in his name

The only thing more dangerous than a liar, is a man who truly believes in his own lies. So I ask you, my brothers and sisters. Can a dangerous, delusional man like that be allowed to keep living?

TooRare pauses, taking another haul of his smoke, using that moment to collect himself, once again speaking calm

It's a difficult question, I know. Who are we to make that decision. But you must know I come from a place of love and concern for the people. because I love you people. and I want to protect you all.

Because you see, thats how our little tale ends. The man drunk on power beyond his understanding, buried beneath the church he build in his honor

This is a cautionary tale. A reminder, my brothers and sisters, to praise this earth and her glory. To worship her creations, as our diety stopped answering long ago. I don't claim to be anything greater than I am like those false profits. I am simply a Shepard, here to heard you all to saftey from the wolf beyond the hill

the music begins to fade. The camera cuts to behind TooRare, now in a Christ like pose, as the crowd applaud him. before TooRare turns around, facing the camera

Hey JJ, isn't it so funny that someone you deem the lowest form can so easily turn himself into a God like you have. Doesn't take much skill to trick an idiot. I think you've figured it out my little riddle, but for the folks at home, I am going to put you down before you get started.

You're spreading yourself pretty thin. Me, Steve, Tokes, and God knows who else. probably also God. You think you're invincible but i will find that right moment. You will show a weakness, and I will always be there to exploit it. I await you, my sweet rodent.

*TooRare begins to leave before stopping and comeing back to the camera

Oh and I take back all the nice shit I said about Steve. Hey, remember how you betrayed us then immediately choked and lost the belt? You killed the summer of Stevolution with nothing to show. You had your shot, but its my turn. Happy you're back, wait your turn. Maybe tag with Gen again, they just brought back tag belts. go win those. And once again, Hey Besty!

As TooRare leaves, we see a new man in a pew. a tall man in a hat covering his face, as we once again hear the faint but familiar tune