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Post by immortal on Nov 22, 2005 20:54:02 GMT -5
The camera cruises through backstage and comes to a stop in the training room...The Immortal bench-presses 585 lbs for a while and then looks at camera...
::Immortal:: My name is The Immortal...My word will not be overheard...My actions will not be overlooked...My skills will not be overpowered...
The Immortal looks out the window to his left...he then walks over to it and leans on the sill...
::Immortal:: For years I have dreamed of becoming a wrestler...not just any wrestler...undefeated...It has happened...I may have only had two matches, but it only took Mirage one match to be defeated...I have won my debut match against Khaos...and I have won my first handicapped/hardcore match against Khaos and The Crusher...
The Immortal looks back at the camera over his shoulder...
::Immortal:: ...and I want to continue...I don't need to earn the audience's affection...and, hell, I don't need it...but I will walk into that square-circle next week on Black Thursday...and I will leave it...the winner of the Battle Royal...
The Immortal looks back out the window, smiles, and the lights fade to black...
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