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Post by willstringer on Aug 21, 2007 1:20:23 GMT -5
[glow=blue,2,300]Scene comes into focus of a graveyard. The camera pans to the right and it shows Gravedigger's grave and the hand still sticking out of the the earth. The fingers slowly open and close as if they are still trying to chew their way through the dirt and rocks. Or are they trying to get rid of stiffness created by being underground for an unusual lenght of time.[/glow]
In the arena Larry and Nigel look at the hand with a great amount of curiosity. Larry looks at his fellow commentator and Nigel looks right back at him.
LARRY: "Is that the big man's hand?"
NIGEL: "I think so but its too dark to tell. I hate the dark."
LARRY: "Maybe Stacy can tell us."
NIGEL: "She isn't here and neither is Vanessa."
Larry puts his hand against one side of his head set to listen in on what is going on backstage. As he listens his face looks grim and Nigel fidgets on his chair looking uncomfortable.
NIGEL: "Sources backstage report that Scot is looking for Gravedigger. Apparently calling out his name and opening doors all over the place. Its obvious to you and I, Larry, that the big man isn't here. If I'm right the big man is trying to get him out of that grave there on the titantron."
LARRY: "Your right about Scot looking for Gravedigger. But I don't think your right about Gravedigger being the one who is trying to get out of that grave. I'm sure its Gravedigger tormenting Matt once more. But I must ask this. Where is this feed coming from?"
NIGEL: "Sorry to tell you this Larry but I don't know sign language."
Larry rolls his eyes and they focus back on the flexing fingers. The camera zooms away from the hand to show mulitple tombstones. All of them are old and faded. Old trees cast their evil shadows over everything creating the look of a graveyard in a horror movie. Most of the tombstones glisten in the faint light as if it had just rained there recently. The camera man zooms back in on the grave and another hand breaks free. Laughter breaks out once more and both hands stop moving.
VOICE: "Look at you! You can't even get out of a grave! How pathetic."
The hands move again and both arms begin to slowly move their way out of the earth and in the middle of it the top of someones head can bearly be seen.
VOICE: "Why must you continue to defy me?"
Lightning flashes causing the camera man to flinch away and more laughter breaks out but it fades away on the wind to only leave disturbing silence.
[glow=blue,2,300]Scene fades as the head begins to rise out of the earth.[/glow] [/size]
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Post by biggestgeekever on Aug 22, 2007 17:58:41 GMT -5
*The scene comes into focus in front of a female receptionist’s desk with a massive XWE logo plastered on the front of it. The camera pans up slightly to reveal a door behind woman, and has Hylian’s name engraved in a large gold plate. The camera then returns to the receptionist who ludicrous typing speed makes it sound like a machine gun is going off. The cameraman focuses even more on the woman, and you can hear a slight groan coming from him, this causes the receptionist to stop typing and looks up to the cameraman with a slight look of disgust on her face.*
Receptionist: Umm, can I help you?
Cameraman: Oh…uhh…me? N-no, no help needed here.
Receptionist:*whispers* Ugh, pervert.
*The cameraman, now embarrassed in front of the world, turns away and tries to get away as fast as he can. However, in the process, he comes within half a second of running right into the wall of man known as Tyrant. Tyrant looks straight down at the flabbergasted man and with one hand, shoves him against the wall with considerable force. He then walks towards the door and opens it, simply ignoring the receptionist. Just as he is about to open the door, she stands up and takes one step towards him.*
Receptionist: Excuse me, sir? Sir?! *Tyrant turns around* You can’t just walk into the chairman’s office! You need an appointment!
Tyrant: *With a smirk on his face* The way I see it, by time security gets here, I’ll have gotten what I want and be on my way. Of course, you could try to stop me yourself, but seeing as how you treated that cameraman, I think you savor your life a little too much to do that…Now, either sit back down, or come at me.
*The woman looks straight at Tyrant for several seconds, thinking about the options that have been laid down before her, and decides to take the safe route. She sighs slightly, slumps down in her chair, and begins typing away. Tyrant laughs slightly at this, and then proceeds in and sees Hylian’s looking away from the door talking to someone on the phone. Tyrant sneaks around to the wire connecting the phone, and yanks it out with such force that the whole socket comes out of the wall, leaving behind a small plume of dust-plaster.*
Hylian: Of course………Hello? Are you there?....God, damn phone.
*Hylian turns around and sees Tyrant in the corner, holding the phone wire. All emotion from his face disappears as he slowly puts the phone down on the receiver, stands up, and walks carefully towards Tyrant, watching to make sure he doesn’t try anything. When he gets within three inches of him, he asks him one question.*
Hylian: What the hell are you doing here?
Tyrant: You know exactly why I’m here, Mr. Chairman… I know what you’re trying to do and it isn’t going to work.
*Tyrant breaks eye-contact at begins to look at Hylian’s desk and sift through his items. Hylian is not amused by this at all, in fact, it’s obvious he is quite annoyed that Tyrant is doing this. Nevertheless, there is little he can do, so he speaks once again.*
Hylian: Oh? What exactly am “I” trying to do?
Tyrant: *Eyes dart at lightning speed back to Hylian’s* Don’t play stupid with me! You refused to give me any information about ANYTHING! You tried to throw me off last night, but that didn’t work at all. Now, you’ve got me tag teamed with one of the wrestlers I beat last night, and we’re going against one of the toughest men in the industry. So, don’t play fucking coy with me!
Hylian: Why in god’s name would I want to throw you off?
Tyrant: *Steps closer to Hylian* That’s easy to answer: You wanted me to lose, in case you won your match. You didn’t want me coming after your recently won title.
Hylian: *laughs* My, my, how the ego has grown in you. I kicked your ASS the last time we fought, I would never be scared of you, never.
Tyrant: I’m a changed man, I’m not the same person you fought at Lockdown two years ago. I nearly beat Darren! And even though I didn’t win, I came a hell of a lot closer than anyone else has, you included.
Hylian: I’m getting sick and tired of this, either keep your conspiracy theories to yourself, and put your life where your mouth is.
*Hylian takes his suit off and puts it down on a chair and puts his hands up in an offensive position, he is ready to wage war. Tyrant, however, doesn’t do anything. Instead, he stares at him for several seconds, before letting out a sadistic laugh.*
Tyrant: I’m not going to fight you here, no, no, no. I’m going to fight you when I choose to, I’ve had enough experience with corrupt chairmen to know you have to battle them on your own terms.
*Tyrant walks away as Hylian puts his fists down, though still has them clutched. Just as he is about to walk out the door, Tyrant turns around and once again looks at Hylian.*
Tyrant: Oh, and I certainly won’t be using this *raises briefcase* to get my shot at you. No, I have my eyes set on a much larger prize, one much bigger than your Iron Man title.
*Suddenly, as quick as a cat, Tyrant throws something right at Hylian. It zips right by his face and then hits the wall, imbedding itself into the wall by a good 2 inches. The camera zooms in to show that it’s a pen from Hylian’s desk, one Tyrant must have took while he was looking through it. The camera then comes back to Hylian, who has a small trickle of blood run down his face. Hylian wipes it off and touches a small cut where the pen struck him ever slightly.*
Tyrant: *Smirks once again* Just a little gift until next time.
*Tyrant then slams the door with quite a bit of force as the screen goes blank.*
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raevin
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Post by raevin on Aug 22, 2007 20:49:32 GMT -5
*Scene come in with the camera man running to catch up with the three and finally settling behind some garbage cans a few feet from where they would be in a few seconds. The man escorting them was loking around apprehnsively as though seomthing were suppose to happen soon. Raevin had put the other man down but kept a firm grip on his shoulder. They came to an apartment building and the escort turns around and tells him which aprtment she is in.*
Raevin: I'll be back in a few minutes.
*He looked at the escort quickly with a small smirk on his face.*
Raevin: And if we come back out here and see that your gone.
*Raevin tightened his grip on the other mans shoulder causing him to drop his shoulder in pain.*
Raevin: Then he might just dissappear too. Got it?
*The escort slowly nodded and pulled out a key, handing it to Raevin. Raevin unlocked the front door to the building and double checked the apartment number with the escort. Raevin spies the camerman and motions for him to come with. As the camera bouncs along to the door people are already looking out their windows and the sound of doors locking can be heard through out the hallway. The three of them make their way up two flights of stairs and to the end of a damp hallway. They stop in front of an old oak door barely being held on by the hinges. Raevin knocks loudly on the door and Marie's voice can be heard on the other side.*
Marie: Who is it?
Raevin: (Whispering inot the mans ear) Tell her your here to see her. And don't try anything.
Man: Its Jose.
Marie: Jose? So I take it that guy is done with?
Jose: Yes yes hes gone. can I come in?
Marie: Why whats up?
Jose: I think someone may have seen us leave the building and they called the cops.
Marie: Ya one second.
*The locks on the door could be heard opening and Raevin positioned himself in front of the door after quickly knocking out the man by pinching the side if his neck. As the door opened Raevin gave no warning as he pounced on her. Covering her mouth with his large hand her petite body looking as though it might be crushed under the enormous wrestler. Raevin closes the door behind him with his feet. Then without taking the hand off her mouth he leans in close to her face.*
Raevin: Now listen up cause im only gonna say this once. I don't care if you have connections or not. Cause as you can see they aren't exactly the smartest. You leave the XWE. I don't wanna see you around there anymore got it? And to think all this could have been avoided if you had just returned my microwave.
*He let her up and then he began to walk back towards the door as a sharp metal object made its way slowly across the back of his neck.*
Raevin: You just never know when to quit do you.....
*Raevin turned quickly and grabbed her hand with the knife in it and threw her to the ground. He then continued out of the apartment with the camera man close behind. As they left the building the escort had ran away as Raevin had expected he would. He walked back to the parking lot and back into his room and layed down on the couch, blood trickling down his spine. The blood is the last thing the camera sees before fading out.*
End of promo 3
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Post by Hylian on Aug 22, 2007 22:08:44 GMT -5
*The camera fades from black to ringside, at Larry and Nigel. The crowd looking bored and irritated*
Larry- Someone better come out here quick, these fans look like they want to leave.
*Nigel talks into the headset*
Nigel- What? He's coming out? When?!
*Enemy by Fozzy blasts through thte speakers around the arena, the previously bored fans suddenly leap up out of their seats and start screaming for Hylian.*
*Smoke surrounds the stage, and James Hylian walks out from behind the curtain, the Iron Man Championship around his waist. He unclips it and thrusts it into the air, the crowd cheering even louder. Hylian walks down the ramp, then Floyd Rose stumbles out of the stage, waving the smoke out of his face. Hylian continues walking down the ramp, his title over the right shoulder of his black Armani suit, and a bandage over his left eye. Hylian slides into the ring, then Floyd Rose slides in after him. Hylian and FLoyd go to opposite turnbuckles, and Hylian raises his Championship again,, and Floyd raises his arm, only to fall off hard onto his back. A few fans start laughing, and Hylian turns around and makes a little smirk, then walks over to ringside and motions for a microphone.*
Hylian- Ladies and gentlemen, when I first came to XWE as Hylian 2 years ago, alot said I couldn't ever win a Championship. Well, I PROVED THEM WRONG!
*The crowd cheers again, Floyd Rose is running back and forth, clutching his head*
Hylian- As much as I would love to brag about kicking Van Samanya's and Fuse's asses all over Madison Square Garden last night, I have much more important people to discuss, such as, this drunk mother fucker, Floyd Rose.
*Floyd is sitting on the mat, scratching his knee uncontrolably, then stops, and looks around at the thousands in attendance staring back at him*
Hylian- Haha, XWE Fans, I am here to tell you a few things before I dismantle the Biggest Peice of crap in this industry, and the first thing is...The owner of a blue honda in the staff parking lot, you left your lights on.
Larry- SHIT!
*Larry gets out of his seat, and runs up the ramp, with fans laughing at him, and disappears behind the curtain.*
Hylian- Now that we have that out of the way, alot of you may have seen the statement I made before the show, about the Tag Team Tournament. Yes, it is still open for sign ups, but the latest team to sign up, is in this ring right now. Yes, Floyd Rose and I, are entering this tournament.
*Floyd looks up at Hylian in shock, then passes out*
Hylian- Haha, well, we are gonna work on that whole drinking thing, but before that, I have something else to address, and that is to the Winner of the Money in the Bank match last night, the returning, Tyrant.
*Several Tyrant chants start around the arena, then begin to quiet down as Hylian raises the microphone*
Hylian- Tyrant and I go way back, as most of you remember, back when Dirty Darren was Chairman. We fought all over the arena's across the globe. I remember being speared through that stage glass over there. The point is, Tyrant and I have a huge history, and we each...*Hylian touches the small scratch on his cheek* left our mark on the other...That is why i am out here...
TYRANT! Get out here.
*A few moments pass, and Tyrant's music hits and he walks down to the ring, microphone in hand.*
Tyrant- What do you want Hylian?
Hylian- Now relax, I'm not out here to fight with you...I am out here to make you an offer.
Nigel- An offer?!
Tyrant takes a step back
Tyrant- ...What kind of offer?
Hylian- You showed me last night that you still have the fight in you. In all honesty, I put you in that match to test you, to see if you still have that edge, the edge to get the victory, and in that, you certainly succeeded. So, here is my offer. Align with Floyd Rose and I, and we will become the most dominant team this industry has ever seen. Maybe...just maybe, we all can hold XWE Gold together...
Tyrant stays silent, staring at Hylian blankly.
*Hylian walks past Tyrant, and stops at his right*
Hylian- You have until Head On to think about it. Oh and Tyrant...
*Tyrant turns to Hylian*
Hylian- You owe me a new pen.
*Hylian takes the pen from their encounter from earlier, and slams it on the mat, between Tyrant's feet.*
Hylian- I would wait for your answer, but I have to kick Big Pappi's ass all over this building. To be honest, I am sick of this guy, If he wants the right to talk shit to his boss, maybe he should pick up a legitamite victory, and not one by no-show. Cocky Bastard. He defeated me in my Golden Road debut, but tonight, I'm gonna even the score. One week Tyrant. One week.
*Hylian slams the mic on the mat and Enemy by Fozzy hits the arena again, and Hylian drops on the mat and rolls out of the ring, the Iron Man Championship hanging down his right hand. Hylian makes his way up the ramp, stops at the stage, and raises his title, fireworks exploding around him, then he turns around and holds one finger up at Tyrant. Hylian mouths one week, and turns throught the curtain. The camera fades to black on Tyrant's face*
Promo 1
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TUDRoland
Pencil-Necked Geek
Cake In The Rain
Ready to Brawl.
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Post by TUDRoland on Aug 22, 2007 22:34:43 GMT -5
*Lupo looks up at the giant wall before him, amazed at the height of the structure. He looked forward, attempting to cut through the darkness of the tunnel. Nothing was visible, and Lupo wasn't even sure if it had a door on the other side. Alexander walks past him into the darkness of the tunnel, not caring about the features of the walls. He keeps walking a couple steps, but then stops and looks back, seeing if Lupo was following him, which he wasn't*
Alexander: Come on. We don't have any time to waste.
*Lupo looks down to meet Alexander's serious glance toward him*
Lupo: Huh? How can you be so nonchalant about this? I mean there's a wall that just appeared out of nowhere. And I don't have any clue about what the hell is in that tunnel. You might just be leading me into a trap of some sort.
Alexander: Trust me, there isn't any trap on the other side or anything like that. Now come on, we're wasting time.
*Lupo stands there, hesitant to follow Alexander into the darkness. Eventually, his feet start moving toward it as Alexander turns back and continues walking. Soon enough, Lupo's vision starts to darken, now not able to see anything around him, forced to use his ears to hear out Alexanders footsteps to guide him. But even the footsteps fade away, making Lupo stop walking. He starts calling into the darkness, for any sign of life*
Lupo: Alex? Hey, Alexander! Damnit. Great. Just great. This is some bull shit.
*Lupo stood silent there for a couple moments, closing his eyes instinctively, attempting to hear anything that would possibly guide him in some way. Nothing is heard. Lupo grunts, showing his aggravation at the situation. Slowly, he takes careful steps in front of him, extending his arm in front of him to warn him of any unexpected walls. 5 steps from where he started, his hand hits a wall. He moves the hand up and down, feeling the smooth stone in his fingertips. Assuming that this is the wall of the tunnel, he starts walking forward faster than he was before, keeping one hand on the wall of the tunnel as a guide. But after a lengthy distance, Lupo's walk comes to a halt as his body crashes into another stone wall in front of him. The pain shot through his whole body as he fell to the ground, discouraging him from getting up anytime soon*
Lupo: Ah, fuck! What the hell was that?
*Lupo gets up from the ground, putting his hands in front of him so he doesn't repeat the last thirty seconds of his life. He puts his hands on the wall, and immediately feels an cold, iron, door. He starts feeling the door, now in a rush to find a door knob. He hits a metal ring and puts both hands on it, pulling with all his might, not thinking about what could be on the other side. As the door starts to budge, a golden light shines through the crack of the door. When the door is open all the way, the light blinds Lupo, forcing him to put his arms to shield his eyes, as the light engulfs him*
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Post by tothebank on Aug 22, 2007 22:39:21 GMT -5
~ “Dead Reckoning” by Clint Mansell begins to play throughout the arena. Fans quiet down clinched with curiosity. As the song builds the fans are shown a montage of a man in a wrestling ring doing various wrestling exercises (think Kurt Angle’s video package in TNA) like running off the ropes, jumping over another wrestler and exchanging wrestling holds with another man. The song builds to the climax and words are displayed on the screen~
Video: Greatness cannot be defined…
~More wrestling clips are shown of this man who can only be seen through his shadow displayed through the lighting. More words are displayed on the titantron~
Video: It can only be shown…
~The song continues to build on its powerful sound and creates a feeling of drama unlike anything we’ve seen in the new XWE. Clips of the wrestler flashing an RKO like pose in the middle of the ring are shown. The camera moves around this man’s body and the final shot is this mystery figure walking into the camera as if he was coming out to the arena now. His body engulfs the titantron and one last set of words are shown to clinch the video package and finish out the song~
Video: And tonight, it is shown in all of its glory…
~The lights go out and the arena is left dark and cold. Everyone is standing looking to see if they ca see anything, but they are hopeless as it is pitch black. Then, a spotlight appears from the depths of the arena and the fans are treated to the return of one of the most highly praised superstars in XWE history~
~End of Promo 3~
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Post by tothebank on Aug 22, 2007 22:57:18 GMT -5
~The light that beams from the ceiling of the arena is the only form of vision for the fans and out through the curtains emerges a true force knew throughout the wrestling world. None other than FrankieG comes through the curtain and fans are jubilant about his return. Although he has come to be hated by many, his return ignites a thunderous ovation and FrankieG actually smiles to this reaction by the XWE fans. With “Dead Reckoning” playing still FrankieG walks down to the ring w/ an apparent feeling of arrogance and confidence coming from his body. As he enters the ring he stops inside it for a moment seemingly trying to remember what it is like to be in an XWE ring again. He gets acquainted and snatches a microphone from the ring announcer~
FG: The road to greatness has been put back on track. Tonight starts yet another journey to what has now been stolen away in three different organizations. The last downfall was due to that lazy ass manager of ours who felt his time was better served w/ other side projects. Well, now that his ass is gone I will finally… and I mean FINALLY be given the chance to compete on the highest level where I rightfully deserve to be. Once management realizes that I can run circles around my competition, then I will be holding the highest honors in XWE w/ no time. My road to greatness is on track once again and this time, it’s all or nothing!
~FrankieG turns to give the ring announcer his mic back but then tosses the mic into the crowd laughing at the ring announcer after doing so. He proceeds to walk out of the ring to cheers merely for the reason that he is back in the XWE. He reaches the top of the stage and turns to face the crowd. He flashes an RKO pose and fireworks go off behind him to his actual music “Welcome Home” by Coheed and Cambria~
~End of Promo 4~
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Post by Nick on Aug 22, 2007 22:57:29 GMT -5
*Mischeif wakes up, and is inside his car. The last time he remembered being awake was from the night, then he fell asleep again. How he got back to his car baffled his small mind. Mischeif slowly gets up and looks outside, and sees nothing. He seems a bit of suspicion, and opens the door. When he gets out he sees Sara running up to him and yelling.*
Sara:[/color] Hey! WASN'T THAT A FUN NIGHT?
*Mischeif who wasn't fully awake, stuns and falls back. Shakes his head senseless and regains his senses.*
Mischeif:[/color] Yeah, it was. Can you remind me what happened after we kissed? I mean, I remember but I wanted you to know that you knew.
Sara:[/color] Well, you we're pretty tired. You kind of sat back for a minute and laughed, got off the bed and almost fell off the small cliff we were on, but I managed to grab you. I thought you we're drunk but if turns out you we're kind of sleep walking. You seemed very tired.
Mischeif:[/color] Oh, yeah, I remember that. Must have been tired from that food...somehow.
Sara:[/color] Maybe it was. So I suppose your 'working' this week?
Mischeif:[/color] Yeah, I am.
Sara:[/color] I see, well I suppose we can go out next week. You say...Tuesday at 8PM? Here's my number.
*As quick as Sara came, she left. She simply smiled and opened Mischeif's hand and handed him a piece of paper with her number on it. When she started to walk away, Mischeif slowly turned his head on an angle to the right, and Sara simply stopped for a minute to laugh, and complete walked away.*
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Post by willstringer on Aug 22, 2007 22:59:27 GMT -5
[glow=blue,2,300]Scene comes into focus with Gravedigger rising out of the grave. His head is fully out of the ground as he spits out blood and black dirt. The laughter cuts off at the sight of the big man struggling to get out.[/glow]VOICE: "You continue to defy me Gravedigger and that will not go well for you in the end. You will lose everything just like you did your family."
GRAVEDIGGER: *His whole upper torso is up out of the ground.* "I defy you because of that very reason. You were the one who destroyed my family and this time you will understand why they call me Gravedigger."
VOICE: "Oh I know why they call you Gravedigger. You fool it was I who started that name and everyone stuck with it."
Gravedigger spits out blood and dirt from his mouth. He even smiles at the figure that somehow manages to avoid the light of the camera.
GRAVEDIGGER: "It wasn't you who called me that. It was my father-in-law. He watched me dig twelve graves that day. He had offered to help but I turned him down and he went over to Stacy to offer whatever comfort he could give her. You killed my family on the day of my wedding ruining the happiest day of my life. And for what? You didn't get what you wanted brother. All you got was an empty home. You fell into that Demonic belief that killing the family will make you rich. Well it didn't did it?"
VOICE: "I have no brother."
Gravedigger pulls himself out of the earth to show that he is naked and the camera man hands him a dark cloak to cover him up. He looks at the shadow and shakes his head.
GRAVEDIGGER: "You came away from that fire burned and deformed. Not like the story that we had seen in WWE but this time the scars are real the deformity is real. You wanted me in that fire that day but I wasn't there as you had hoped. I was with my bride standing stunned as everyone else as we watched the house burn with you on the roof."
VOICE: "LIES!!!"
Gravedigger and the camera man watch the shadow run out of the graveyard and the rumble of a pickup goes away. The camera man looks at Gravedigger and the big man pushes him towards the XWE van.
GRAVEDIGGER: "Leave the gear I have a match to get to."
In the arena the fans are cheering at the sight of Gravedigger. I few of the women call for the video to be rewound so they could see his naked form again. Larry and Nigel sit and listen to the fans.
LARRY: "What do you think?"
NIGEL: "Is it over?"
[glow=blue,2,300]Scene fades as Gravedigger pushes the camera man into the company van and they drive off leaving the gear behind. Shadows float passed the camera and a face appears. It is the face of a woman. Her features deformed but Larry knows instantly that the graveyard they just came from was in fact Gravedigger's family grave yard. He shivers visually as he wonders if Gravedigger is really the same.[/glow] [/size]
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Post by biggestgeekever on Aug 23, 2007 0:28:51 GMT -5
*The scene comes back into focus to Tyrant in his locker-room, who is staring at his Money in the Bank briefcase. At the same time, is fiddling with his fingers, as if he is counting something. He then turns around, grabs the remote and turns on the television. He plugs in a DVD and quickly goes throw several scenes, not allowing the people watching to see what it is. Finally, he stops at one point, and it shown that he is watching Golden Road. The match he has stopped at is arguably the show-stealer, the brutal Buried Alive match between Gravedigger and The Platinum Warrior. He watches intently at the match, dissecting every movement they make, looking for every weakness that could be exploited. When the match ends, he pauses just as The Platinum Warrior lifts the Middleweight title onto his shoulders, and then looks at his own shoulder. A slight smile curls on his face. *
*Tyrant then hits the skip button several times, coming to the match-up between Damian Satania and Hardcore Hitman, two of the toughest in the business. He pays even greater attention to this match, as it was to decide the holder of one of the greatest titles in the XWE. As they continue to tear each other apart within the walls of the cell, he watches each of their signature moves and squints at each of them, looking for the smallest opening in which to be able to escape. At the end, he does the same thing as before: Pausing as Hardcore Hitman is awarded his prize into his hands, and then looks down at his hands and smiles.*
*He then turns his attention to the match for the title that has sought after for years, the World Wrestling Championship. It’s the title that helped mold him into the man, into the phenom he is today, even though he has never won it. As he watches the match, he licks his lips, as if he is thirsty for the championship. Suddenly, Wei-Yan walks into his locker, and has a small look of disgust at this unusual behavior.*
Wei-Yan: What the hell is going on here?
Tyrant: *head darts up* None of your damn business. *shuts off TV* Why the fuck are you in here to begin with?
Wei-Yan: Well, we ARE partners tonight, and considering our competition; I thought it would be best to strategize.
Tyrant: I never strategize with others, partner or no. Doing so is a sign of weakness on your part, if you feel the need to do so; you have already lost the battle.
*Wei-Yan stares back blankly, obviously just a little bewildered by Tyrant’s attitude. He looks as if he about to argue, but just sighs, knowing that any opposition would be a fruitless effort. He’s about to walk away when Tyrant suddenly pushes his chair with his foot into the door, causing it to close. Wei-Yan looks back at Tyrant as begins to speak.*
Tyrant: If you truly want to help, get rid of some of your damn edginess with this.
*Tyrant pulls out a bottle of wine, and pours a glass for Wei-Yan. He attempts to give it to him, but Wei-Yan, remembering the incident with Katelyn, declines it. Tyrant laughs at this slightly*
Tyrant: Don’t worry, there’s nothing in it. I’m not a one trick pony… Besides, what purpose would it serve me to send you into intolerable pain? Drink it.
*Tyrant puts the glass up to Wei-Yan’s mouth, demanding that he drink. Wei-Yan puts his hand up to decline, but looks directly into the eyes of Tyrant, which have a look of sheer anger in them. Instead of declining, he grabs the glass and takes a sip.*
Wei-Yan: Hmm, that’s not half bad. Thanks.
*Tyrant does not reply and instead looks for another glass in which to poor himself a glass. As he is rustling through his locker, Wei-Yan tries to speak, but is cut off by Tyrant, who suddenly turns around and looks directly into a mirror on the wall. Tyrant’s face is one of terror, which considering who this is, is even more terrifying than if it was a normal person. Tyrant continues to bore a hole through the mirror, mouths the word “What?”, and then takes small steps towards the mirror. As he gets closer to the mirror, Tyrant’s face turns to sheer rage, and Wei-Yan (along with everyone else watching) is clueless as to why, since the only looking back at Tyrant is Tyrant’s reflection. Tyrant then grabs his head with one hand and falls back by several steps, and drops to the ground where he left the wine. The pain he is feeling must be excruciating, as he is trying his hardest to hold the tears back. Just as it seems like he’s about to break, he grabs the wine bottle and begin to chug it down. His face slowly turns to the calmness we are all familiar, he then turns to Wei-Yan, and his face become the angry one we are even more familiar with.*
Tyrant: Get out of here…
Wei-Yan: You are really fucked up, you hear me? First I come in and see you licking your lips at a wrestling match, and now yo-
Tyrant: I said get the FUCK out! *He slaps the wine bottle on the ground, smashing all but the handle into many pieces, and then hold the sharp handle towards Wei-Yan.* GO! NOW!
*Wei-Yan ceases to stay any longer, and leaves immediately as he has been told. Tyrant then stands up, pulls the chair away from the door, and sits back down to watch the rest of the match. After he is done watching the long battle, he proceeds back again to the Iron Man Title match, between Van and the man who gave him quite the offer earlier. He checks his watch and, seeing that he has little time before his match, speeds through it, only stopping to see the key moments. At the end, he pauses to show Hylian strapping the Iron Man Title around his waist. Instead of looking down at his waist like is expected, he just smiles and lets out a sadistic smile. He then gets up and leaves to wage war on the squared circle.*
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Post by xDeniedx on Aug 23, 2007 1:18:30 GMT -5
Weeks closed, Jimmy was supposed to close the thread so yell at him about any missed time.
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