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Post by phoenix on Dec 21, 2007 20:37:36 GMT -5
It took days. It brought doubt to many fans who were following the GCW closely. But finally, he stood ready. His music was played in a filled with wrestling fans arena in Chicago, Illinois. He made his way out, looking at the crowd. In his eyes, flashes of the encounter with Roy Valentine happened. He wanted to know more about himself, and he was here to find out some things.
There was a start for every story, and his was here and now. He was walking down the ramp, his eyes going to the left. Then, to the right. It was quite enjoyable. Finally, he was able to be seen. He liked this, inside himself. There were some camera flashes. Every GCW Superstar had a potential, even newcomers. Else, they wouldn't never be here. He was wearing a clean suit.
Just who the fuck was this guy anyway?
He stood near the crowd near the ringside. People could see his face. Was that The Nova? Or maybe nobody else? Nobody could know since he was totally new is this Universe. A Universe that was slowly forming itself. He went on the apron and entered the GCW ring. He wasted no time going on the turnbuckle, just to show off for the crowd. What a pleasant little game.
He took a microphone in his right hand after a few seconds. The crowd didn't really knew how to react. Meh, a fucking newcomer... 6'05'' ft and around 250 lbs. But height and weight can't make a man. Far from it. Nova made his studies though. Wrestling was different from Super Hero action. His Golden Bracelets under his sleeves wouldn't let him use any powers anyway, unless he go for a RAMPAGE...
He lifted the microphone to his lips. Just what the fuck who he say?
''...''
''Fuck..''
Did he say that out loud? The crowd was silent. He remembered the notes about wrestling promos. There was no saving Chicago here tonight. His first GCW word was fuck though. Wow..
''I mean.. Yeah. Welcome to GCW Chicago!!''
First cheers in his wrestling career..
''Good to be here but hmm...''
''I'm sure you guys didn't came out here to heard an endless speech like I've hear many times around these parts. I'll let my actions in this ring introduce me. I'm The Nova and from now on, you'll know me by that name.''
''Most guys around here likes adversaries that you have to beat in any Match Types possible..''
''I like the type of adversaries that will go against me... ONCE!! But in the best possible match, without any regrets.''
Again, some cheers. Nova had some spirit.
''Exodus. Just who will make an In-Ring debut in GCW against me? I fear nothing. I want only one thing.''
''BRING ME A CHALLENGE!''
He waited there, looking at the stage. Who would come out now? The crowd was silent after some cheers again. It was time to start of the show for Nova. And everyone in Chicago seemed ready for some action! |
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Post by blood on Dec 21, 2007 22:08:07 GMT -5
The lights went out. Pure darkness in the arena for a brief moment. Then the sound of "That's Fatal" by RZA was heard from the stage. The lights turn back on but they were red this time. Stepping onto the stage was the monster known as Dante Cervantes. Stopping on the stage, he threw his arms up into the air and flames shot up on both sides of him. Confused looks formed on the audience's faces. They didn't know who he was. This was the first time they have seen him. Looked interesting though. Dante lowered his arms and proceeded to make his way toward the ring slowly. Looking at the man who calls himself The Nova in the ring. Strange. This was different what he expected. Figured it would just be the two men come out and one man leaves. There was a whole lot more to this he would have to get used to. After Dante had made it to the ring, he reached up and grabbed onto the ropes. Then he would pull himself up onto the apron. Lifting his leg up in the air, he stepped over the top rope and got into the ring. He walked over to the middle of the ring. Looking off to the left side of the arena. People staring at him. He looked over at the right side of the arena. More people staring at him. He looking forward now. Everyone was watching the two men in the ring. Awaiting what happens between the two. Dante looked to the mat and slowly raised his arms up again. Then he quickly threw them back down at his sides and flames shot up from the four posts in the corners. The lights turning back to normal once the flames were gone. His music fading out just seconds afterwards.
He stood there in the ring. Long, red trench coat covering most of his figure. His red hat on top of his head. Dark, black sunglasses on his face. He nodded his head. He would walk over to the side of the ring. Holding his hand out for someone to retrieve him one of those microphones for him to speak with. Which someone at ringside would quickly rush one over to him. With microphone in hand, Dante turned his attention to the man who calls himself The Nova. Lifting the microphone up so that he could speak into it. He was going to answer the challenge.
"This is definitely different. Not what I was really expecting when I first came to the city of Chicago, Illinois."
Dante paused for a moment as the fans cheered at the sound of their city being said. He raised an eyebrow. A little confused but assumed that was probably supposed to be expected.
"It's was an interesting journey here. Met a lot of different people. This city is nice. Once I found out about this company, I knew I had to sign on. Something told me that this was goin to be a place for me. And here I am."
Looking back at Nova.
"You want a challenge to face at the very first Global Championship Wrestling show Exodus? Look no further. You've got one. You've got yourself an answer standing right here in front of you. Let me introduce myself. My name is Dante Cervantes. And I would like to be the one you face at Exodus. What do you say? Me and you? One on one singles competition. Nothing more, nothing less. What do you say?"
He lowered the microphone. Now awaiting an answer.
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Post by phoenix on Dec 22, 2007 6:36:07 GMT -5
Inside himself, Nova wanted an egomaniac in front of him. He wanted to kick the ass of someone who was way too proud of himself. Dante Cervantes looked like that, during his entrance. However, Nova was surprised to see his possible Exodus adversary being so polite. He had the look of a self-centered bastard, but he wasn't one. At least he wasn't one for the moment.
There were some cheers. The crowd wanted to see this. Curiosity. Two new guys, making themselves know to this very audience here in Chicago. His eyes turned to the crowd after the cheers. Well, okay. A small start but a very good one nonetheless. This can't stay that way. Somehow, Nova had to ask Dante some questions. He turned to Dante after that look at the crowd and raised his microphone.
''I SAID...''
He raised an eyebrow.
''... BRING ME A CHALLENGE!''
He lowered the eyebrow, adjusting one of his sleeve of his suit.
''Dante Cervantes you say? Well...''
''Well that's fine. You come out here, answering my challenge in front of all these fans but hey.. Let me ask you some questions first Dante. Um.. first of all...''
Uh?
''What's with the entrance?..''
''...''
''Yea you heard me, what's with it?''
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Post by blood on Dec 22, 2007 8:34:12 GMT -5
"My entrance?"
Had he done something he shouldn't have? A confused look came over his face. An eyebrow raised. Creating flames shooting through the stage and ring posts might have been a little much. Shouldn't have used any powers during his entrance. Not a smart move. Not a smart move at all Dante. Guess the cat was out of the bag, as some may say. He figured the song he had entered to would have made it obvious what he was trying to portray. Or rather, pretend what he truly is. Guess it might have not been realized by Nova. But the rest of the people know, or atleast, think they know. Basically, a vampire pretending to be human who's pretending to be a vampire. Go figure that one out. Dante side steps and points to the stage...
"I thought it was quite obvious what my entrance was about. My music... My actions... My appearance... Isn't it obvious...? How about I replay it for you...? Play it again..."
Dante's theme music begins to play again. After repeating the word "Daywalker" four times in a whispery tone, the lyrics state in the first verse...
It's the feast of the blood within
Unleash the beast within
I walk around with the strength of 100 men
You besta run before I count to ten
Blood drippin' from my canine like a fountan pen
It seems that I've been asleep for a 1000 years
The way my world has changed, it bring me 1000 tears
Prince of darkness, that walks through the rays of light
To this beat of vampire, I'm the prototype
The shape shifter mirrior image flash photo type
The everlasting indiginal red blood o type
"That's enough."
He looked back at Nova.
"Does that answer your question? If not, I can play it again for you if you didn't get the message."
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Post by phoenix on Dec 26, 2007 11:03:58 GMT -5
''Your message could be 'I like pink and squirrels' and I wouldn't care much. If you are some kind of a vampire, all I can say is that I'm quite sorry you are not a girl. In my memory, Vampire Ladies are quite sexy. Now... I didn't come here for you drink all my blood, or my time for that matter.''
He gazed at the crowd before looking back at Dante.
''You come out here. You do your little show. You can burst out flames from everywhere but I cannot help but wonder if all of this fire can live up in the ring. I just want a match with you, no hype. If you are that much of a threat, I'll take you seriously then. But for now, you're a punching bag.''
''A punching bag with vampire fangs I guess.'' |
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Post by blood on Dec 27, 2007 10:53:49 GMT -5
Here we go again. Another person running their mouth about who Dante is. Just great. Oh well. He'll soon find out what Dante is all about come match time. He simply nodded his head as he listens to what Nova has to say. Apparently quite confident in his own ability. Underestimating Dante. Not the smartest move but we'll see what happens. Once Nova finished speaking, Dante raises his microphone up to his lips and responded...
"You finished? Done yet? You said you wanted a match. Here I am. Delivering you a match. Delivering you a challenge so that you don't have to go searching for one. You talk tough. You talk a lot about how you're going to beat me. That's fine and dandy. But what you seem to be forgetting, is that you should NEVER underestimate your opponent. But people seem to learn that the hard way I suppose. This will be no different. Just be ready when it's show time. Alright? I'll be the one in the ring proving you wrong.
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Post by phoenix on Dec 28, 2007 6:14:32 GMT -5
''Bring us a true Showdown.''
He slightly sighed.
''I'll make this clear once and for all. At Exodus, in Victory or Defeat, I will not have underestimated you. Can't make that mistake, even in our first match. I'll be ready.''
''See you there, Vampire.''
He pointed at him before dropping the mic. He rolled down of the ring and left by the ramp, looking back at his opponent for Exodus. |
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