Post by Daniel Justice on Jan 21, 2009 11:34:17 GMT -5
He may have been convicted of a crime and put in a holding cell for the time being until his trial would be set up. Somehow, someway there had been GCW cameras that had made their way to Justice’s cell, as he was sitting there in his orange jump suit, with scruff covering his face. He looks around at the cell around him and passes his hand over his face shaking his head, not the slightest bit impressed on where he is and especially the reason as to which he was there. Justice had done nothing and he knew that, but there was evidence against him, and he could indeed be convicted of this crime. As he turns his head towards the cameras he then begins to speak.
“Four corners... Four corners of padding, and a cement bed... A simple cement laying space where I have to spend my time. There is no bathroom... There is no “outside world”... this is where I have to call my home for now. And for what? What is it that I had done? Nothing. I’ve done absolutely nothing. I’m being committed for a crime in which I didn’t convict. That killer is still out there and if these people don’t take notice of that and try to find him, there will be more murders on hand and I will be proven as to what I already know that I am and that is non-guilty.”
Justice puts his hands over his face as he shakes his head from left to right. What had he done? Why did he deserve this type of treatment? There was no reason as to so but he was there and he had to deal with it, as he looked back to the cameras he then began to speak up yet again towards the cameras with a smirk on his face momentarily.
“I hear there’s a Continental Championship Tournament at Exodus am I right? Well take note ladies and gentlemen. I may be here now... I may be locked up in this cell, but there is no way, and I mean no way, that I am going to miss Exodus and miss my shot at becoming a champion. It’s a new year for Justice and I will prove, come February 8th, that I have what it takes to be champion, and I will do whatever it takes, to get out of here, and be there at Exodus to earn MY SHOT, at becoming a champion!"
The scene then fades to the intense face of Justice to a black screen as he had made his intentions known for Exodus on the dawn of a new month ahead.
“Four corners... Four corners of padding, and a cement bed... A simple cement laying space where I have to spend my time. There is no bathroom... There is no “outside world”... this is where I have to call my home for now. And for what? What is it that I had done? Nothing. I’ve done absolutely nothing. I’m being committed for a crime in which I didn’t convict. That killer is still out there and if these people don’t take notice of that and try to find him, there will be more murders on hand and I will be proven as to what I already know that I am and that is non-guilty.”
Justice puts his hands over his face as he shakes his head from left to right. What had he done? Why did he deserve this type of treatment? There was no reason as to so but he was there and he had to deal with it, as he looked back to the cameras he then began to speak up yet again towards the cameras with a smirk on his face momentarily.
“I hear there’s a Continental Championship Tournament at Exodus am I right? Well take note ladies and gentlemen. I may be here now... I may be locked up in this cell, but there is no way, and I mean no way, that I am going to miss Exodus and miss my shot at becoming a champion. It’s a new year for Justice and I will prove, come February 8th, that I have what it takes to be champion, and I will do whatever it takes, to get out of here, and be there at Exodus to earn MY SHOT, at becoming a champion!"
The scene then fades to the intense face of Justice to a black screen as he had made his intentions known for Exodus on the dawn of a new month ahead.
