Neo
03-23-2007, 04:06 AM
Scene opens on a still of a dragon as it is curling itself into a ball. The still image lingers on screen a few moments before it suddenly comes to life and the dragon curls itself into a ball before turning red. Seconds later, the screen is plunged into blackness before… A static noise and the snowstorm fills the screen. Moments later, the snowstorm of static comes to an abrupt halt. The static still fills the screen; it is just noiseless and not moving. Then, a single black line cuts across the centre of the screen and the screen flickers slightly before normal viewing is returned. As the screen slowly returns to focus, a blurry outline of a man is seen in the middle. The screen then clears up and the man is revealed to be Jason Bennett. He does not look happy, and the fact that he is dressed all in black with a single light shining down on him enhances the mood, albeit a bad way.
Jason: Now… Just days ago, I win a big twenty man battle royal for the right to hold the title that I should never have lost. I am now tag team champions with Jamie Parker. And what the fuck happens? I get shoved on Live. While people like Dan Murph, Brock Goodman, Mykal Adams, Tank, Comoroto…
Jason pauses, bows his head then returns his stare to the camera.
Jason: Hell, with the exception of JMC, One, Jokester and Stallion, WPW Tuesday Night Turmoil is full of losers. Even the Judge. Possibly the biggest, most hyped person in the history of WPW… And he too loses at Everything Ends. God, why am I on the ‘B’ Show after continually proving to EVERYONE that I should be higher than where I am? Don’t think I’m not moaning, because I am. Carlos, I know you have a problem with me, the two-time tag team champion. But please, when I am still undefeated in your pitiful excuse for a company, treat me with a little more respect than you have been. Lets see shall we? Where am I this week? Live. Who am I against? Why, none other that Seto and Vendetta, the two men who make up the truly laughable team of Red Dragon. But wait, I have already been these two jokers, pretty much by myself. And it looks like it could be that way again with the state of my tag partner and co holder of the tag team championship. He’s on again and off again… Jason mumbles… Worse than my damn ex…
Jason then bows his head, keeping it at a slight angle. The light plays tricks with his face, throwing darkness over half of it and almost completely covering his eyes.
Jason: But all that is fine by me. Just put another win under my belt Carlos. Soon the fact that I have beaten everyone you have put in my way will dawn on you and you will have no choice but to step into the light and see that I am truly a great wrestler. But for now, Seto and Vendetta are my targets, and they will not walk out of Dory Funk Arena if I have anything to do with it.
Jason’s face is then seemingly contorted as he forms a wicked smile. Jason’s right hand then shoots upwards and the single light that was illuminating the room explodes, sending a shower of sparks down around Jason. Seconds later, the screen reverts to the static before fading into a shot of the red dragon, only this time the dragon has a spear through it and it lies bleeding. The screen then fades to black.
Jason: Now… Just days ago, I win a big twenty man battle royal for the right to hold the title that I should never have lost. I am now tag team champions with Jamie Parker. And what the fuck happens? I get shoved on Live. While people like Dan Murph, Brock Goodman, Mykal Adams, Tank, Comoroto…
Jason pauses, bows his head then returns his stare to the camera.
Jason: Hell, with the exception of JMC, One, Jokester and Stallion, WPW Tuesday Night Turmoil is full of losers. Even the Judge. Possibly the biggest, most hyped person in the history of WPW… And he too loses at Everything Ends. God, why am I on the ‘B’ Show after continually proving to EVERYONE that I should be higher than where I am? Don’t think I’m not moaning, because I am. Carlos, I know you have a problem with me, the two-time tag team champion. But please, when I am still undefeated in your pitiful excuse for a company, treat me with a little more respect than you have been. Lets see shall we? Where am I this week? Live. Who am I against? Why, none other that Seto and Vendetta, the two men who make up the truly laughable team of Red Dragon. But wait, I have already been these two jokers, pretty much by myself. And it looks like it could be that way again with the state of my tag partner and co holder of the tag team championship. He’s on again and off again… Jason mumbles… Worse than my damn ex…
Jason then bows his head, keeping it at a slight angle. The light plays tricks with his face, throwing darkness over half of it and almost completely covering his eyes.
Jason: But all that is fine by me. Just put another win under my belt Carlos. Soon the fact that I have beaten everyone you have put in my way will dawn on you and you will have no choice but to step into the light and see that I am truly a great wrestler. But for now, Seto and Vendetta are my targets, and they will not walk out of Dory Funk Arena if I have anything to do with it.
Jason’s face is then seemingly contorted as he forms a wicked smile. Jason’s right hand then shoots upwards and the single light that was illuminating the room explodes, sending a shower of sparks down around Jason. Seconds later, the screen reverts to the static before fading into a shot of the red dragon, only this time the dragon has a spear through it and it lies bleeding. The screen then fades to black.