Post by warrenpeace on Apr 19, 2013 19:26:41 GMT -4
The sound of trampling feet and heavy breathing is heard, but we have no visual.
Your lens cap is still on
An unknown commotion is heard, and is accompanied by the heavy breathing of one or more persons.
Of course the lens cap is still on we aren't filming anything yet.
The noise slows down to minimum. The heavy breathing eventually slows.
Your lights on.
What?
Your power light is on to your camera. See?
Jesus Christ, I wonder how long that's been on.
Some more noise is heard, possibly the sound of a man fidgeting with his camera.
I noticed it a while back, I figured you were filming the hike.
Why would I film the hike? I am so damn out of breath. Why they would send my fatass out here into the jungle is beyond me.
A click is heard and the darkness breaks. suddenly we see a chubby man looking at us. The camera man representing action packed wrestling is playing with the settings of the camera now. checking the battery life of the device.
as he moves the camera about he reveals another crew member in action packed wrestling clothing, black polo shirts and jean shorts.
Cameraman: She's almost fired. I have a few more batteries, but who knows how long the guy expects us to film once we find the damn place.
The camera swings around and focuses on the other crew member. Who is studying a map on his ipad.
Crew member: according to the GPS we aren't very far from the site. Just up over the hill and into the treeline.
He looks up, noticing the camera is now planted in his direction.
Crew Member: Uh, really? You're gonna do that?
Camera man: May as well, the battery is already near dead. and hey, maybe some jungle cat comes out and eats your face, I will have it on film so your family can identify you.
Crew member: Yeah, I am the one that the jungle cats are gonna pick, when they could eat half of you and be satisfied for a week.
He studies his Ipad GPs again and starts walking onward.
camera man: Why the hell do we have to go trek through the jungle anyway. We are supposed to be in "The Paris of South America" I want to be taking in the culture right now.
Not far up the hill his breathing becomes heavy and wheezy
Camera man: It's so damn hot out here. Why did we have to wear these uniforms? No one would have known that we weren't.
Crew member: Maybe you should stop complaining, it may help save some of your breath.
Camera man: Kiss my ass man.
Crew member: I wouldn't know where to start.
They come to a head at the top of the hill and see large ruins of a catholic cathedral. The construct still remains a beauty despite the growth of greens covering most of the building, and the occasional hole baring through the walls.
Crew member: GPS says that this is the place.
Camera man: This? what the hell. How much do you wanna bet there's no electricity in this place.
Crew member: that much is obvious.
They come to the structure and begin putting some equipment together.
Camera man: Now I wonder where the hell is he?
Crew member: why don't we talk a walk around the perimeter and see if he is around.
camera man: or we could call him.
Crew member: You have c ell service?
Camera man: now but you have to, your ipad was working just fine.
crew member: low battery, need to conserve it for the hike down. Don't be so lazy.
camera man: fine lets just do this. I wanna be on the beach right now soaking up the sun and watching some sexy latina's.
Crew member: I'm sure you will have enough time to creep on the locals. Now lets go.
They walk around the cathedral the back is in a little better shape. There is a large patio that has hold up very well. In the center of it is a garden and a fountain. The fountain is mossy and cracked. It stopped serving its purpose long ago and now is a home to some wild life.
beyond the garden at the back door of the cathedral is where they find Warren Peace, leaning against the dry adobe wall, hardly noticing their arrival. They work their way through the garden. Warren calls upon them.
Warren: Hey be careful, there's a python out there the size of a train car.
They finally come to the back door and are out of the sun. They greet Warren, who shakes their hand. and then the set up equipment. Warren allows them their time and goes back to brooding against the wall. He pulls a pack of camel cigarettes out of his pocket and a zippo from the other. He lights one up and inhales deeply as he watches the wilderness.
He is so nonchalant and at peace that the crewmen actually pause and stare at him. As the sun us setting has began to set, the image in front of them could be a desk top background.
The smoke blows out of his nose and he soaks in the scenery. He pulls his hair back out of his face and puts a cap on top to keep his mane at bay.
The crewman are set up and ask if it's ok to start filming, he nods, but continue looking into the horizon and smoking his cigarette. The camera zooms in on him and we see him from the chest up. He closes his eyes and takes another deep breath of smoke.
Warren Peace: That's a sight for sore eyes now isn't it?
He points into the bright red sunset.
Warren Peace: I can guess from the looks of you two that you had quite an annoying trip coming up through the jungle. But once you've made the hike, it really is quite beautiful. There's a waterfall about 24 meters back that way. It's a small one, probably a hundred feet maximum.
I haven't climbed it, but I swam in the lagoon that pours into. I got a little paranoid about sea critters though so I didn't stay in too long.
He finishes his cigarette and drops int under his boot. He blows the final breath of smoke out like a dragon, and scratches his face. A hefty beard has grown onto his face.
Warren Peace: As you probably could have guessed, there isn't any electricity here, so I have been living on the fringe the last few weeks. I made a camp here in this cathedral, I wanted to step away from the spotlight for a bit and re-evaluate some things.
I am not sure how many professional wrestlers will actually admit to this, but everyone of has an intense fear of change. A change in position within a card, a change in merchandise sales, a change in the roster. All of which can be detrimental to ones position in a company.
A month ago, I was on top of the world. I was the North American champion and the face of action packed wrestlings Meltdown. All eyes were on me. main eventing against featured members of our brand. What a difference just a few weeks can make?
Now, I am without a title, and I have been thrown wherever our booking team has seemed fit, so they can feature the new flavors of the week. people like Yarmouth. Yarmouth came up in the APW the same time as I did. I went on to ravish the tag division and win the titles on my own, without a partner. Yarmouth lose his last name in a match against a man who isn't even in the company anymore.
and now Yarmouth is main eventing for the North American championship and I am in a six man tag team match with some rookies and Roy Speede and Billy Pepsi.
Billy Pepsi is a returning star, one who is aiming, and capable of having the same come back success that I have had, but beyond that the wrestlers competing in this match, are like cam girls at an adult video awards ceremony. They have their place, but they just can't compare to the real stars.
So yes that fear had admittedly come to me, and as strange and as hypocritical as that may sound, I needed to face it and defeat it. I lost the North American championship, and I lost it fair and square. I wasn't pined, I wasn't submitted and by the luck of the draw the Guv'Nor ended up with the belt, but as sure as I hit the mat trying to to, he actually got the job done.
And instead of bouncing back like a real champion I lost a contenders bout and needed to take some time to prevent myself from disappearing in the shuffle.
Meltdown is made up of a roster who are hungry and want to prove it. Every one of these people should have winning the North American championship as their primary goal while they are on our show.
And because of that we have extremely stiff competition. Sure I can throw a fit and demand a rematch, try and find some type of clause that would allow me to bypass everyone else, but that that isn't my style.
yes I needed to take some time here in the jungle, not far from where my hero Che was born, to get back in sync with my mind and body, but I am back and ready to demonstrate just why I am a former champion and that I have what it takes to be a champion again.
So, to demonstrate that I truly mean business, in a country that is rich with a luscious history of revolution we will continue the good fight. We will continue to revolt against the status quot and we will find our way back to the North American championship.
Two weeks ago I said that i will wait in line for my next turn in line for the title, but I am just not willing to do that, I will never accomplish anything in this company again with that attitude so, I am going to take it, just like I took it the first time. With sheer dominance.
This week I will dominate the six man tag team match, I will have to because I have a set of partners that frankly I cannot trust, and against a newly formed alliance and a veteran like Billy Pepsi I must be in top form or I am going to end up alone facing three ravenous warriors who want to make an example out of a former champion.
The only thing is, I am aiming to make an example out of them. I am Warren Peace the leader of the revolution the true peoples champion, and with them, and for them I will once again be on top.
And there is nothing you can do to detour us, so strap on in and get ready to go along for the ride, and I promise you all it won't be a bumpy one.
I hope everyone is ready, because I am going to trek my way back through the jungle and I am going to find my way to the arena and kick some ass like only Warren Peace could. and when I am done, be it the Guv'Nor or Yarmouth I am coming to take back what's ours.
Warren, hyped up and ready to go picks up a bag of gear and begins walking down the jungle path.
The camera men try to keep up but lose him in the brush.
Your lens cap is still on
An unknown commotion is heard, and is accompanied by the heavy breathing of one or more persons.
Of course the lens cap is still on we aren't filming anything yet.
The noise slows down to minimum. The heavy breathing eventually slows.
Your lights on.
What?
Your power light is on to your camera. See?
Jesus Christ, I wonder how long that's been on.
Some more noise is heard, possibly the sound of a man fidgeting with his camera.
I noticed it a while back, I figured you were filming the hike.
Why would I film the hike? I am so damn out of breath. Why they would send my fatass out here into the jungle is beyond me.
A click is heard and the darkness breaks. suddenly we see a chubby man looking at us. The camera man representing action packed wrestling is playing with the settings of the camera now. checking the battery life of the device.
as he moves the camera about he reveals another crew member in action packed wrestling clothing, black polo shirts and jean shorts.
Cameraman: She's almost fired. I have a few more batteries, but who knows how long the guy expects us to film once we find the damn place.
The camera swings around and focuses on the other crew member. Who is studying a map on his ipad.
Crew member: according to the GPS we aren't very far from the site. Just up over the hill and into the treeline.
He looks up, noticing the camera is now planted in his direction.
Crew Member: Uh, really? You're gonna do that?
Camera man: May as well, the battery is already near dead. and hey, maybe some jungle cat comes out and eats your face, I will have it on film so your family can identify you.
Crew member: Yeah, I am the one that the jungle cats are gonna pick, when they could eat half of you and be satisfied for a week.
He studies his Ipad GPs again and starts walking onward.
camera man: Why the hell do we have to go trek through the jungle anyway. We are supposed to be in "The Paris of South America" I want to be taking in the culture right now.
Not far up the hill his breathing becomes heavy and wheezy
Camera man: It's so damn hot out here. Why did we have to wear these uniforms? No one would have known that we weren't.
Crew member: Maybe you should stop complaining, it may help save some of your breath.
Camera man: Kiss my ass man.
Crew member: I wouldn't know where to start.
They come to a head at the top of the hill and see large ruins of a catholic cathedral. The construct still remains a beauty despite the growth of greens covering most of the building, and the occasional hole baring through the walls.
Crew member: GPS says that this is the place.
Camera man: This? what the hell. How much do you wanna bet there's no electricity in this place.
Crew member: that much is obvious.
They come to the structure and begin putting some equipment together.
Camera man: Now I wonder where the hell is he?
Crew member: why don't we talk a walk around the perimeter and see if he is around.
camera man: or we could call him.
Crew member: You have c ell service?
Camera man: now but you have to, your ipad was working just fine.
crew member: low battery, need to conserve it for the hike down. Don't be so lazy.
camera man: fine lets just do this. I wanna be on the beach right now soaking up the sun and watching some sexy latina's.
Crew member: I'm sure you will have enough time to creep on the locals. Now lets go.
They walk around the cathedral the back is in a little better shape. There is a large patio that has hold up very well. In the center of it is a garden and a fountain. The fountain is mossy and cracked. It stopped serving its purpose long ago and now is a home to some wild life.
beyond the garden at the back door of the cathedral is where they find Warren Peace, leaning against the dry adobe wall, hardly noticing their arrival. They work their way through the garden. Warren calls upon them.
Warren: Hey be careful, there's a python out there the size of a train car.
They finally come to the back door and are out of the sun. They greet Warren, who shakes their hand. and then the set up equipment. Warren allows them their time and goes back to brooding against the wall. He pulls a pack of camel cigarettes out of his pocket and a zippo from the other. He lights one up and inhales deeply as he watches the wilderness.
He is so nonchalant and at peace that the crewmen actually pause and stare at him. As the sun us setting has began to set, the image in front of them could be a desk top background.
The smoke blows out of his nose and he soaks in the scenery. He pulls his hair back out of his face and puts a cap on top to keep his mane at bay.
The crewman are set up and ask if it's ok to start filming, he nods, but continue looking into the horizon and smoking his cigarette. The camera zooms in on him and we see him from the chest up. He closes his eyes and takes another deep breath of smoke.
Warren Peace: That's a sight for sore eyes now isn't it?
He points into the bright red sunset.
Warren Peace: I can guess from the looks of you two that you had quite an annoying trip coming up through the jungle. But once you've made the hike, it really is quite beautiful. There's a waterfall about 24 meters back that way. It's a small one, probably a hundred feet maximum.
I haven't climbed it, but I swam in the lagoon that pours into. I got a little paranoid about sea critters though so I didn't stay in too long.
He finishes his cigarette and drops int under his boot. He blows the final breath of smoke out like a dragon, and scratches his face. A hefty beard has grown onto his face.
Warren Peace: As you probably could have guessed, there isn't any electricity here, so I have been living on the fringe the last few weeks. I made a camp here in this cathedral, I wanted to step away from the spotlight for a bit and re-evaluate some things.
I am not sure how many professional wrestlers will actually admit to this, but everyone of has an intense fear of change. A change in position within a card, a change in merchandise sales, a change in the roster. All of which can be detrimental to ones position in a company.
A month ago, I was on top of the world. I was the North American champion and the face of action packed wrestlings Meltdown. All eyes were on me. main eventing against featured members of our brand. What a difference just a few weeks can make?
Now, I am without a title, and I have been thrown wherever our booking team has seemed fit, so they can feature the new flavors of the week. people like Yarmouth. Yarmouth came up in the APW the same time as I did. I went on to ravish the tag division and win the titles on my own, without a partner. Yarmouth lose his last name in a match against a man who isn't even in the company anymore.
and now Yarmouth is main eventing for the North American championship and I am in a six man tag team match with some rookies and Roy Speede and Billy Pepsi.
Billy Pepsi is a returning star, one who is aiming, and capable of having the same come back success that I have had, but beyond that the wrestlers competing in this match, are like cam girls at an adult video awards ceremony. They have their place, but they just can't compare to the real stars.
So yes that fear had admittedly come to me, and as strange and as hypocritical as that may sound, I needed to face it and defeat it. I lost the North American championship, and I lost it fair and square. I wasn't pined, I wasn't submitted and by the luck of the draw the Guv'Nor ended up with the belt, but as sure as I hit the mat trying to to, he actually got the job done.
And instead of bouncing back like a real champion I lost a contenders bout and needed to take some time to prevent myself from disappearing in the shuffle.
Meltdown is made up of a roster who are hungry and want to prove it. Every one of these people should have winning the North American championship as their primary goal while they are on our show.
And because of that we have extremely stiff competition. Sure I can throw a fit and demand a rematch, try and find some type of clause that would allow me to bypass everyone else, but that that isn't my style.
yes I needed to take some time here in the jungle, not far from where my hero Che was born, to get back in sync with my mind and body, but I am back and ready to demonstrate just why I am a former champion and that I have what it takes to be a champion again.
So, to demonstrate that I truly mean business, in a country that is rich with a luscious history of revolution we will continue the good fight. We will continue to revolt against the status quot and we will find our way back to the North American championship.
Two weeks ago I said that i will wait in line for my next turn in line for the title, but I am just not willing to do that, I will never accomplish anything in this company again with that attitude so, I am going to take it, just like I took it the first time. With sheer dominance.
This week I will dominate the six man tag team match, I will have to because I have a set of partners that frankly I cannot trust, and against a newly formed alliance and a veteran like Billy Pepsi I must be in top form or I am going to end up alone facing three ravenous warriors who want to make an example out of a former champion.
The only thing is, I am aiming to make an example out of them. I am Warren Peace the leader of the revolution the true peoples champion, and with them, and for them I will once again be on top.
And there is nothing you can do to detour us, so strap on in and get ready to go along for the ride, and I promise you all it won't be a bumpy one.
I hope everyone is ready, because I am going to trek my way back through the jungle and I am going to find my way to the arena and kick some ass like only Warren Peace could. and when I am done, be it the Guv'Nor or Yarmouth I am coming to take back what's ours.
Warren, hyped up and ready to go picks up a bag of gear and begins walking down the jungle path.
The camera men try to keep up but lose him in the brush.
