Post by Your JESUS on Nov 30, 2008 18:17:47 GMT -4
In a dark room filled with a eerie musky smell. The darkness clouding all sight except that with in an electric chair. The large frame of our champion can be seen. sitting in the chair. His face very serious, and his arm bound to the chair. His chest strapped down as well. The shadow of the light highlights the chiseled frame of this powerhouse. His head wearing the electrical crown that accompanies most electrical chairs.
His face beaded with sweat. He raises his head, looks deeply into those who are watching him.
"Action Packed Wrestling has taken the world of wrestling by a furious storm. Not some faggy twister or tornado, no just simply reeked havoc. They have gone to the limits, and taken ratings from other shows. APW stepped forward, kicking all the rest aside. Screaming loud to all that wish to listen, that this is the place for wrestling, this is the place for competition."
Sabur then takes a deep breath. His chest constricted from the straps.
"Many have come here, by choice, by force due to APW damn near closing the doors of the former home by it's dominance. I signed with this company cause it was the future, as am I for wrestling. You have companies like WWE who's stocks is plummeting, EWC fighting off talent strikes, and management issues, all while the APW thrives. Sure...we have had our drama, we have had our issues, but the ratings have never dwindled. The fans still flock to the arena to witness the spectacle that is Action Packed Wrestling."
Sabur lowers his head
"Through thick and thin, the company has continuously moved forward. No matter the pressure pushing against it. No matter the obstacles thrown in it's way. The APW, just like myself have never given up...never lost sight of the real goal. Mine...to become a champion...through many disappointments, and a ton of sweat and hardwork...I finally achieved my goal. I am the World Heavyweight Champion. I didn't come to this title through favors, friendships, or any other form of unworthiness. I broke my ass, and hurt my opponents. I took everything they could dish out, and still moved forward..right to the top. I defeated five men to become a champion, and in my first defense I defended it against three others to prove that I am in deed the fucking man."
Sabur then looks up again, tilting his head slightly.
"Now...the very next match...a singles title defense...a fighting champion is what everyone claims they wish to be....and it seems that I have no choice. Am I angered by this...NO...it makes me stronger...it solidifies my reign with each defense...with each body that falls at my feet...cements that claims that I have stated all along."
Saburs big hands grasp the ends of the arm rests.
"It seems that as a champion...it's like being on death row...or waiting in the electric chair. You know it's coming...but WHEN. When will the man come along to dethrone you...what night will it be that the run ends. Will it be the true end...the only time at the top...Questions like that circle through your mind...clouding your judgements...trying to effect your performance. It's like sitting in this chair...a chair my opponent brought to the arena for visual purpose...to make a statement. "
Sabur then closes his eyes, breathing in through his nose.
"He couldn't be more right on the head of the nail...this is exactly what it's like. Waiting for the switch the flip...you can fight...but history has proved...the switch flips on every champion...Well Carl Cage....I'm not ready to die yet, I'm not going to just sit here, waiting for some asshole like yourself to...."
The the door to the room opens. In walks Lil Dick, flipping on the light switch on the wall. No lights come on, and the midget then flicks it back and forth a couple of times with a yelp heard each time. Lil Dick then notices another switch and flips it on. The light fills the room. Smoke coming off the head of Sabur as he is strapped to the chair. His face looking rather angrily toward his lil Dick. The midget comes over unstrapping the Irish Hammer. The big man stands up violently kicking the chair over.
"Who knew this asshole got a real electric chair...fuck me...I'm glad the circuit was strong enough....whew."
"I'm Sorry...I just wanted turn the light on."
"It's no sweat...now let me finish my promo."
Sabur then turns to the camera. His hand outstretched as if wanting something. The Lil Dick hands over the world title. The big man flings it over his shoulder, and taps it twice before ranting more.
"Cage...as you see here...just like the situation...you don't have enough electricity to finish the job. You proved that at November Reign, and with you last promo. Thats all you brought to a one on one match up with me."
Sabur smiles with an evil grin at the camera
"Thats your inexperience shinning through...but it's OK...there will be more chances for ya...allthought tonights not the one that pays off. You have skills, power, and size...but your not ME. Thats right..no matter how big your think you are...I'M BIGGER, no matter how fast you are, I'M FASTER, more TALENTED, and simply just better then you in every aspect...oh and I am the champ. I know you have a hunger, I know passion drives you...like it does all of us. Inside that ring you may make a great challenger...but thats as far as it will go. Why you received this opportunity is beyond me...but I can say it will be a failed one. Now this is where I could sit here an say that you remind me of myself...but then I would be lying. You are nothing like me...I bring something special here...ad a touch of humor, creativity for the fans to tune in a gaze upon. All while bringing that to the show, I step through those ropes..and simply just destroy. I fucking eat people alive...like a blood thirsty cannibal. I simply offer up pure punishment in a form that my opponents wish I would just tear their limbs off. "
Sabur readjusts the title on his shoulder, while looking at it. He smiles then looks back at the camera.
"Cage...you spoke of things changing...Blood shed, pointless violence, and mutalation...thats way in fact I hold the top prize in our industry...casue I offer punishment, brutality in every second when I'm in that ring. You stated that evolution is vital to growth...well you are looking at the true meaning of EVOLUTION...a Genetic Powerhouse that moves like a cruiserwieght. I can strike before you realize the bell has rung...but I don't need to preach to you what I am about. You caught a slight sneak peak in the fatal fourway...but tonight my friend you have front row tickets...and the full fledged invitation to the House....coem on in my boy...so I can introduce you to some true Pain. You may think you know...but you have no idea. This evening will make you better in every way...except becoming a champion at my expense. You will learn how to compete with some much better then you. You will be schooled in the form of defense as my offensive assault makes you cry out in pain. Most importantly...you will learn what I did for so long...what it feels like to come so close...iches from the top...but still sitting on your ass. Tonight sunshine...you will be the bridesmaid...cause I'm the fucking BRIDE!"
Sabur then stops his speech. He turns to see Lil Dick looking at him rather shocked.
"WHAT??"
"Dude...you just called yourself a bride, thats not a great visual to paint for people as the most brutal, human wrecking champion to ever grace the ring. I just caught a visual of you sporting a white dress to the ring, and me carrying the train so it doesn't hit the ground."
"Fuck off...why did you come here...just to interrupt my promo"
"Oh..no...I just wanted to show you something...I was in the back...and I met someone."
"Who?"
"Her"
Lil Dick hands over some pictures to the champ.
"Whoa...where did you get these."
"I took em"
"Does she know you took em..."
"Uhhh...NO"
"Great my Lil Dick is a pervert...fucking nice..well at least after tonight..when I hand Cage a loss...there won't be too many people left in this joint I haven't beat."
"True...Oh...check this one...it's nice"
His face beaded with sweat. He raises his head, looks deeply into those who are watching him.
"Action Packed Wrestling has taken the world of wrestling by a furious storm. Not some faggy twister or tornado, no just simply reeked havoc. They have gone to the limits, and taken ratings from other shows. APW stepped forward, kicking all the rest aside. Screaming loud to all that wish to listen, that this is the place for wrestling, this is the place for competition."
Sabur then takes a deep breath. His chest constricted from the straps.
"Many have come here, by choice, by force due to APW damn near closing the doors of the former home by it's dominance. I signed with this company cause it was the future, as am I for wrestling. You have companies like WWE who's stocks is plummeting, EWC fighting off talent strikes, and management issues, all while the APW thrives. Sure...we have had our drama, we have had our issues, but the ratings have never dwindled. The fans still flock to the arena to witness the spectacle that is Action Packed Wrestling."
Sabur lowers his head
"Through thick and thin, the company has continuously moved forward. No matter the pressure pushing against it. No matter the obstacles thrown in it's way. The APW, just like myself have never given up...never lost sight of the real goal. Mine...to become a champion...through many disappointments, and a ton of sweat and hardwork...I finally achieved my goal. I am the World Heavyweight Champion. I didn't come to this title through favors, friendships, or any other form of unworthiness. I broke my ass, and hurt my opponents. I took everything they could dish out, and still moved forward..right to the top. I defeated five men to become a champion, and in my first defense I defended it against three others to prove that I am in deed the fucking man."
Sabur then looks up again, tilting his head slightly.
"Now...the very next match...a singles title defense...a fighting champion is what everyone claims they wish to be....and it seems that I have no choice. Am I angered by this...NO...it makes me stronger...it solidifies my reign with each defense...with each body that falls at my feet...cements that claims that I have stated all along."
Saburs big hands grasp the ends of the arm rests.
"It seems that as a champion...it's like being on death row...or waiting in the electric chair. You know it's coming...but WHEN. When will the man come along to dethrone you...what night will it be that the run ends. Will it be the true end...the only time at the top...Questions like that circle through your mind...clouding your judgements...trying to effect your performance. It's like sitting in this chair...a chair my opponent brought to the arena for visual purpose...to make a statement. "
Sabur then closes his eyes, breathing in through his nose.
"He couldn't be more right on the head of the nail...this is exactly what it's like. Waiting for the switch the flip...you can fight...but history has proved...the switch flips on every champion...Well Carl Cage....I'm not ready to die yet, I'm not going to just sit here, waiting for some asshole like yourself to...."
The the door to the room opens. In walks Lil Dick, flipping on the light switch on the wall. No lights come on, and the midget then flicks it back and forth a couple of times with a yelp heard each time. Lil Dick then notices another switch and flips it on. The light fills the room. Smoke coming off the head of Sabur as he is strapped to the chair. His face looking rather angrily toward his lil Dick. The midget comes over unstrapping the Irish Hammer. The big man stands up violently kicking the chair over.
"Who knew this asshole got a real electric chair...fuck me...I'm glad the circuit was strong enough....whew."
"I'm Sorry...I just wanted turn the light on."
"It's no sweat...now let me finish my promo."
Sabur then turns to the camera. His hand outstretched as if wanting something. The Lil Dick hands over the world title. The big man flings it over his shoulder, and taps it twice before ranting more.
"Cage...as you see here...just like the situation...you don't have enough electricity to finish the job. You proved that at November Reign, and with you last promo. Thats all you brought to a one on one match up with me."
Sabur smiles with an evil grin at the camera
"Thats your inexperience shinning through...but it's OK...there will be more chances for ya...allthought tonights not the one that pays off. You have skills, power, and size...but your not ME. Thats right..no matter how big your think you are...I'M BIGGER, no matter how fast you are, I'M FASTER, more TALENTED, and simply just better then you in every aspect...oh and I am the champ. I know you have a hunger, I know passion drives you...like it does all of us. Inside that ring you may make a great challenger...but thats as far as it will go. Why you received this opportunity is beyond me...but I can say it will be a failed one. Now this is where I could sit here an say that you remind me of myself...but then I would be lying. You are nothing like me...I bring something special here...ad a touch of humor, creativity for the fans to tune in a gaze upon. All while bringing that to the show, I step through those ropes..and simply just destroy. I fucking eat people alive...like a blood thirsty cannibal. I simply offer up pure punishment in a form that my opponents wish I would just tear their limbs off. "
Sabur readjusts the title on his shoulder, while looking at it. He smiles then looks back at the camera.
"Cage...you spoke of things changing...Blood shed, pointless violence, and mutalation...thats way in fact I hold the top prize in our industry...casue I offer punishment, brutality in every second when I'm in that ring. You stated that evolution is vital to growth...well you are looking at the true meaning of EVOLUTION...a Genetic Powerhouse that moves like a cruiserwieght. I can strike before you realize the bell has rung...but I don't need to preach to you what I am about. You caught a slight sneak peak in the fatal fourway...but tonight my friend you have front row tickets...and the full fledged invitation to the House....coem on in my boy...so I can introduce you to some true Pain. You may think you know...but you have no idea. This evening will make you better in every way...except becoming a champion at my expense. You will learn how to compete with some much better then you. You will be schooled in the form of defense as my offensive assault makes you cry out in pain. Most importantly...you will learn what I did for so long...what it feels like to come so close...iches from the top...but still sitting on your ass. Tonight sunshine...you will be the bridesmaid...cause I'm the fucking BRIDE!"
Sabur then stops his speech. He turns to see Lil Dick looking at him rather shocked.
"WHAT??"
"Dude...you just called yourself a bride, thats not a great visual to paint for people as the most brutal, human wrecking champion to ever grace the ring. I just caught a visual of you sporting a white dress to the ring, and me carrying the train so it doesn't hit the ground."
"Fuck off...why did you come here...just to interrupt my promo"
"Oh..no...I just wanted to show you something...I was in the back...and I met someone."
"Who?"
"Her"
Lil Dick hands over some pictures to the champ.
"Whoa...where did you get these."
"I took em"
"Does she know you took em..."
"Uhhh...NO"
"Great my Lil Dick is a pervert...fucking nice..well at least after tonight..when I hand Cage a loss...there won't be too many people left in this joint I haven't beat."
"True...Oh...check this one...it's nice"
