Post by interested on Jan 26, 2008 13:00:39 GMT -5
"20 seconds, Mr. Colombain."
The call of a crew member, notifying the man who calls himself "Violence in Person" how long until the camera goes live. Bryan, along with a few crew members of the GCW camera team, stood outside of the Scottrade Center, where Absolution would take place. Basking in what remains of the setting sun, Bryan merely looked at the scenery in front of his gaze, letting the calm wind blow into his body. He stood in typical outside clothing: wouldn't you feel like a fool wearing your wrestling gear 24/7?
"10 seconds."
Another call from the same crew member. On that notice, Bryan got himself prepared. Taking a couple of quick breaths, he began looking into the camera, waiting for the little light to go red. Everything seemed to be going fine, until something, or rather someone in the background caught the glimpse of Bryan's eye. Putting his full attention to who the individual might be, he focuses on that particular person.
"No..."
His rage intensified. HE was back, ready to torment the 6'7.5" monster once again. Despite the inferno of anger quickly building up, Bryan was quick to realise all he was is a hallucination, just like the other appearances. Just calm down now Bryan, calm... His breathing began slowing down to a regulated level. Closing his eyes briefly and opening again, he was gone. For how long? Who knows. Sighing with relief, Bryan turned back to the camera, with just seconds before going live. Many of the camera crew were highly baffled with what just happened, but merely shrugged it off. The small red light came on, signalling to go. Bryan stared into the camera with the same menacing demeanour every time he gets in the ring. As the lens zoomed in slowly, Bryan began spoking.
"GCW. You right now are looking at THE future Continental Champion. These... CHUMPS, that I'll have to take care of from the MayheM side are nothing compared to me. Remember Shitman? Of course you don't. I disposed of him twice in a row. Why that hobo in a closet came back for another pasting is beyond normal psychology, but hey, if he wants more pain, he knows who to approach. Speaking of pastings, it would seem I have to go against the same guy I teamed up with to get into this position in the first place. Calloway, you may have been able to pick up the pin for us, but it was YOU who put us in the most jeopardy. If we had lost that match, I would have hunted you down like a fox and put you down permanently. How you were able to actually get the pin is beyond human intelligence. ...Actually, I can figure that out. We had waste of spaces to deal with, like yourself. Only these two were worse than you. If you actually think you have a chance at stealing my desire, you're highly wrong. This also goes for whoever I have to deal with after Calloway, and it ESPECIALLY applies to the chump from LockUp! I'll be taking down."
A small exhale from Bryan before continuing.
"Someone else from the MayheM roster also seemed to have caught my attention: one Brent Starr. Brent, you claim to make the MayheM title more valuable than the Continental Title itself. Pah. You wouldn't even be able to lift it into credibility when I get a hold of the Continental belt. But, if you actually somehow manage to gain a hold of that belt, I'll most certainly wait for you in the ring."
Finishing that little "threat", Bryan steps closer to the camera.
"I've said it once, and I'll say it again. GCW, you're looking at the man who will take home the Continental Championship and make GCW MY personal playground. Anyone who tries to stop me will find out the true reason why I am called 'Violence in Person'..."
Bryan snorts at the camera before it pans away to a shot of the Scottrade Center. Two seconds later, the red light turned off. From then, the camera crew immediately dispatched back to the Center, ready for their next menial task, leaving Bryan alone to the comfort of the outside. Looking to where Bryan saw him, he mutters under his breath.
"Once I get my hands on this title, YOU will be gone from my mind..."
Turning to face the Scottrade Center, Bryan makes his way back in, to prepare for this monster opportunity...
END.[/i]
The call of a crew member, notifying the man who calls himself "Violence in Person" how long until the camera goes live. Bryan, along with a few crew members of the GCW camera team, stood outside of the Scottrade Center, where Absolution would take place. Basking in what remains of the setting sun, Bryan merely looked at the scenery in front of his gaze, letting the calm wind blow into his body. He stood in typical outside clothing: wouldn't you feel like a fool wearing your wrestling gear 24/7?
"10 seconds."
Another call from the same crew member. On that notice, Bryan got himself prepared. Taking a couple of quick breaths, he began looking into the camera, waiting for the little light to go red. Everything seemed to be going fine, until something, or rather someone in the background caught the glimpse of Bryan's eye. Putting his full attention to who the individual might be, he focuses on that particular person.
"No..."
His rage intensified. HE was back, ready to torment the 6'7.5" monster once again. Despite the inferno of anger quickly building up, Bryan was quick to realise all he was is a hallucination, just like the other appearances. Just calm down now Bryan, calm... His breathing began slowing down to a regulated level. Closing his eyes briefly and opening again, he was gone. For how long? Who knows. Sighing with relief, Bryan turned back to the camera, with just seconds before going live. Many of the camera crew were highly baffled with what just happened, but merely shrugged it off. The small red light came on, signalling to go. Bryan stared into the camera with the same menacing demeanour every time he gets in the ring. As the lens zoomed in slowly, Bryan began spoking.
"GCW. You right now are looking at THE future Continental Champion. These... CHUMPS, that I'll have to take care of from the MayheM side are nothing compared to me. Remember Shitman? Of course you don't. I disposed of him twice in a row. Why that hobo in a closet came back for another pasting is beyond normal psychology, but hey, if he wants more pain, he knows who to approach. Speaking of pastings, it would seem I have to go against the same guy I teamed up with to get into this position in the first place. Calloway, you may have been able to pick up the pin for us, but it was YOU who put us in the most jeopardy. If we had lost that match, I would have hunted you down like a fox and put you down permanently. How you were able to actually get the pin is beyond human intelligence. ...Actually, I can figure that out. We had waste of spaces to deal with, like yourself. Only these two were worse than you. If you actually think you have a chance at stealing my desire, you're highly wrong. This also goes for whoever I have to deal with after Calloway, and it ESPECIALLY applies to the chump from LockUp! I'll be taking down."
A small exhale from Bryan before continuing.
"Someone else from the MayheM roster also seemed to have caught my attention: one Brent Starr. Brent, you claim to make the MayheM title more valuable than the Continental Title itself. Pah. You wouldn't even be able to lift it into credibility when I get a hold of the Continental belt. But, if you actually somehow manage to gain a hold of that belt, I'll most certainly wait for you in the ring."
Finishing that little "threat", Bryan steps closer to the camera.
"I've said it once, and I'll say it again. GCW, you're looking at the man who will take home the Continental Championship and make GCW MY personal playground. Anyone who tries to stop me will find out the true reason why I am called 'Violence in Person'..."
Bryan snorts at the camera before it pans away to a shot of the Scottrade Center. Two seconds later, the red light turned off. From then, the camera crew immediately dispatched back to the Center, ready for their next menial task, leaving Bryan alone to the comfort of the outside. Looking to where Bryan saw him, he mutters under his breath.
"Once I get my hands on this title, YOU will be gone from my mind..."
Turning to face the Scottrade Center, Bryan makes his way back in, to prepare for this monster opportunity...
END.[/i]