Post by David Xavier Christensen on Jun 16, 2008 15:47:31 GMT -4
i've been known as a lot of names, but the one that has stuck is my own. it is armed with that knowledge that i return to wrestling.
A dimly lit room. A faint movement. A larger movement passes, a human walking by the camera.
"You've all forgotten what true wrestling is. You've forgotten the letters that inspired fear and hatred in your souls. You would have killed us, if only given the chance, but you never got the chance. We seized control of the WWC, just like we seized control of every other promotion we've ever stepped in. Oh, you will try to kill us again, we are prepared for that already. But if time has proven anything, you cannot get rid of us, you cannot kill us, you cannot kill S.I.N.!"
The man steps into full view of the camera, and his long hair falls over his face. His face is one many of WWC's old roster will recognize. The face is of David Xavier Christensen. He looks dis-sheveled, as if he hasn't shaved in weeks, and his face is dirty, but something stands out about him amongst all the dirt, a crisp, cleanly pressed S.I.N. T-shirt.
"I apologize for my appearance, I promise you this APW, the next time you see me, I will be in my full glory. Nothing can stop me from resurrecting the one thing everyone feared and hated the most. The wheels are in motion, and when we are ready, we will strike as a unit. Until then, I am our voice, I am our messenger. And I offer this message for you now, we know you will fight our return APW, but you cannot, for we are better than you, and always will be. S.I.N. shall have its day once more, and you will all be caught in the cross-fire. No exceptions, nothing holding us back.
I see many familiar faces on APW programming, and some not so familiar. I pity those not familiar with us, as we are going to take anything you've ever worked for right out from under you without breaking a sweat. Such is the will of S.I.N. And so it shall be. Goodbye for now APW."
D.X.C. shut off the camera, ending his welcome back message to APW.
[/font]A dimly lit room. A faint movement. A larger movement passes, a human walking by the camera.
"You've all forgotten what true wrestling is. You've forgotten the letters that inspired fear and hatred in your souls. You would have killed us, if only given the chance, but you never got the chance. We seized control of the WWC, just like we seized control of every other promotion we've ever stepped in. Oh, you will try to kill us again, we are prepared for that already. But if time has proven anything, you cannot get rid of us, you cannot kill us, you cannot kill S.I.N.!"
The man steps into full view of the camera, and his long hair falls over his face. His face is one many of WWC's old roster will recognize. The face is of David Xavier Christensen. He looks dis-sheveled, as if he hasn't shaved in weeks, and his face is dirty, but something stands out about him amongst all the dirt, a crisp, cleanly pressed S.I.N. T-shirt.
"I apologize for my appearance, I promise you this APW, the next time you see me, I will be in my full glory. Nothing can stop me from resurrecting the one thing everyone feared and hated the most. The wheels are in motion, and when we are ready, we will strike as a unit. Until then, I am our voice, I am our messenger. And I offer this message for you now, we know you will fight our return APW, but you cannot, for we are better than you, and always will be. S.I.N. shall have its day once more, and you will all be caught in the cross-fire. No exceptions, nothing holding us back.
I see many familiar faces on APW programming, and some not so familiar. I pity those not familiar with us, as we are going to take anything you've ever worked for right out from under you without breaking a sweat. Such is the will of S.I.N. And so it shall be. Goodbye for now APW."
D.X.C. shut off the camera, ending his welcome back message to APW.
