Post by turbo on Jan 24, 2009 0:43:07 GMT -5
Center stage, dim lights.
Flash!
The lights flash on in a blinding flare. Any that were in the room would be blinded, hence why the only participants slowly fade into view as the camera's lenses focus on the scene before it, fighting through the blaze of white.
The figure of Roman J. Newman, Agent to the Stars, steps forward, removing his sunglasses. The lighting had returned to normal as he began to speak.
"Greetings GCW. My name? Is Roman J. Newman. I am here on behalf of my client..."
[/b]Flash!
The lights flash on in a blinding flare. Any that were in the room would be blinded, hence why the only participants slowly fade into view as the camera's lenses focus on the scene before it, fighting through the blaze of white.
The figure of Roman J. Newman, Agent to the Stars, steps forward, removing his sunglasses. The lighting had returned to normal as he began to speak.
"Greetings GCW. My name? Is Roman J. Newman. I am here on behalf of my client..."
He motions back with his hand, and a figure dressed in a ridiculous black costume akin to that of a Power Ranger drops down from an unseen structure, landing perfectly and performing a martial arts taunt toward the camera before standing up straight, bowing.
"Who you may, at this moment, refer to as...
Turbo-Negro."[/b]
"TURBO....[/color]
NEGROOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!"[/b][/color]
The man underneath the black helmet howls his name at the mention of it against the backdrop of red curtains, fists latched firmly into the air. A hint of a bad, Japanese Kung-Fu movie accent was in his voice. Almost like a Godzilla movie, actually...
"Indeed. You see, Turbo-Negro, despite his appearance, happens to be one of the most highly acclaimed and accomplished wrestlers of this generation. The black veil he's garnished in is all but an illusion to just whom this man actually is. An identity that will be revealed to you all upon his own Exodus.
Speaking of said event... Let us talk about...
Exodus."[/b]
"EXODUUUUUUUUS!!!!!!!"[/B][/SIZE]
"Of course.
The excitement precedes you, Mr. Negro. A few weeks ago, the news did not escape us. Oh no, and the results, will escape neither the GCW Titans, but it's front office and each and every fan, and former fan of the man that I represent as well. You see, this man, already holds 3 World Championships to his name. Three out of his seven championships accomplished in just over two years time. In fact, one of those reigns lasted for an entire season, only to be unceremoniously ripped from him in pure jealousy.
Oh, we're starting to get a clue now, are we?
Back onto the subject at hand, shall we?
Turbo-Negro seeks to add a fourth World Title reign to his resume, and this Exodus contendership tournament is just the place. Not only is it the place for my client to ascend the ranks to where he once was, and will forever belong, but it is also the chosen destination for the helmet to be removed, the black spandex to be shed, and the world to see Turbo-Negro in all of his true glory.
Not the "Payne" in the ass. Not the "Storm" sent to the sidelines. Not a "Riot." Nor some kind of "Showtime" "Golden Prodigy."
So come, gather around the campfire, as the tale is about to be told. We'll start our own Ring around the Fire, and watch as it is all revealed, and Turbo Negro claims what is indeed his. Be ready, GCW...
for...
This...
And be ready for the answer to the pressing question...[/b]
WHO
IS
TURBO
NEGRO?[/b][/center]