Post by Vic Santana on Dec 17, 2009 18:31:58 GMT -4
~It is another cold December night, and only a few short days away from Christmas Chaos. Over the past few weeks, APW has really tested him, as if he were relearning the art he once dominated. Because of all this, Vic is now more concentrated, focused on his future. Now Vic is in his own training facility, focusing his aggressions on the things around him.~
[Vic]
Yep, it's that time of year again. Snow is falling, cheer is being spread, and we all get that feeling of holiday happiness. Wow, what saps.
~Vic chuckles to himself at the idea of such a commercialized, materialistic holiday.~
And to top it all off, we're about to be a part of something that contradicts all this, even down to the name: Christmas Chaos. If that ain't the biggest oxymoron I've ever seen, I don't know what is. However, if there's one thing I like, it's chaos. Hell, I've made a career out of it! Just think of it, chaos! Causing pain! Hurting people! Shortening careers, hell, even lives! That's something I look forward to doing this sunday! It doesn't even matter when it is, anytime I get to hurt people and win while I'm at it, that's christmas come early!
Which brings me to my opponent, one Joe Martinez. Seems like his claim to fame is pretending to be in an MTV music video or something. You wanna know what's up, J-Mart? Damage, pain, destruction, COMPLETE ANNIHILATION. You call yourself the greatest of all time? Please, what have you done? You can't just walk around, claiming that you are the best! Maybe you haven't heard what is pretty much the golden rule in this business: To be the man, you have to beat the man, and Joe, YOU'RE LOOKIN AT HIM. In case you haven't gotten the memo, I am a 13-time hardcore champion and after I'm done with you, I WILL be going for number 14.
You see, Joe, I am currently on a road to number 14, and all you are is an obstacle, a road block, if you will. You know what I do with road blocks? I RUN THEM OVER. Joe, you are nothing more than an insignificant footnote in wrestling history. You call yourself the greatest of all time, I AM THE GREATEST OF ALL TIME. So I suggest you come on sunday, all guns blazing, because you're gonna need it. Because once that bell rings, all I'll be thinking are the wise words of a fellow hardcore legend: Beat me if you can, survive if I let you. And I know this may seem as a shocker to your flashy little fantasy world, but......
[glow=red,2,300]WELCOME TO REALITY.[/glow]
~Camera fades to black as scene ends.~
[Vic]
Yep, it's that time of year again. Snow is falling, cheer is being spread, and we all get that feeling of holiday happiness. Wow, what saps.
~Vic chuckles to himself at the idea of such a commercialized, materialistic holiday.~
And to top it all off, we're about to be a part of something that contradicts all this, even down to the name: Christmas Chaos. If that ain't the biggest oxymoron I've ever seen, I don't know what is. However, if there's one thing I like, it's chaos. Hell, I've made a career out of it! Just think of it, chaos! Causing pain! Hurting people! Shortening careers, hell, even lives! That's something I look forward to doing this sunday! It doesn't even matter when it is, anytime I get to hurt people and win while I'm at it, that's christmas come early!
Which brings me to my opponent, one Joe Martinez. Seems like his claim to fame is pretending to be in an MTV music video or something. You wanna know what's up, J-Mart? Damage, pain, destruction, COMPLETE ANNIHILATION. You call yourself the greatest of all time? Please, what have you done? You can't just walk around, claiming that you are the best! Maybe you haven't heard what is pretty much the golden rule in this business: To be the man, you have to beat the man, and Joe, YOU'RE LOOKIN AT HIM. In case you haven't gotten the memo, I am a 13-time hardcore champion and after I'm done with you, I WILL be going for number 14.
You see, Joe, I am currently on a road to number 14, and all you are is an obstacle, a road block, if you will. You know what I do with road blocks? I RUN THEM OVER. Joe, you are nothing more than an insignificant footnote in wrestling history. You call yourself the greatest of all time, I AM THE GREATEST OF ALL TIME. So I suggest you come on sunday, all guns blazing, because you're gonna need it. Because once that bell rings, all I'll be thinking are the wise words of a fellow hardcore legend: Beat me if you can, survive if I let you. And I know this may seem as a shocker to your flashy little fantasy world, but......
[glow=red,2,300]WELCOME TO REALITY.[/glow]
~Camera fades to black as scene ends.~
