Post by Sebastien Martyr on Feb 28, 2007 19:30:55 GMT -5
(The scene set with the sight of clouds and the sun shining. A voice over begins narrating the video. Easy going classical music fills the background)
Voice Over: This is a calm setting. A feeling of warmth covers everyone as the unsuspecting citizens of the NAPW bask in security. Security... the very word brings a feeling of authority, and thoughts of nothing bad happening. This is the feeling that the NAPW superstars had before March two thousand seven. These calm feelings are transformed into horror filled screams. They realize that they don’t know the new evil on the horizon. They feel a sickness approaching the very federation they have helped build into a near bankrupt financial disaster. It now has someone to revolutionize the NAPW, and the thing about a revolution is... no one ever wants it, no matter how needed one is.
(The sky changes to dark clouds and rain. Thunder is heard in the background. Lightening flashes. The music changes to a score that resembles the horror movie ones, right before a huge massacre occurs.)
Voice Over: The climate in he NAPW will be cold. People have seen it coming, and cannot stop it. The very same people who have mocked people who are different, they represent this company and it must stop. Some have tried to change this trend. Chris Casino, Minstrel, Devastation, Static, and at times even the heavyweight champion Ravager, they have all tried to buck the system. They tried to make it OK not to be what the fans want them to be, but rather just act as themselves with instincts that make the human creature unique. The fans rebel against these men in fear of their children growing up and having it’s own mind like these men did. They would rather them be on their knees to get ahead in this world. They want their children to be like the bland, same old-same old stars they see on TV. They don’t want to go against what television tells you is normal.
(The scene goes black and then a red light flashes through the darkness. Sebastien Martyr steps into the picture.)
Martyr: All these “indy” feds have one thing in common: copying everyone else. Can’t I watch something on my television that I didn’t see last week, last month or last year? You people call me “Gothic”. That is not what I am. I am HORROR. Let me put other rumors to rest. I don’t worship the devil nor do I want Christian people to die. I simply want to be me. I want to be able to walk out and not have people look at me like I slay dogs and eat kittens on a daily basis. I do enjoy inflicting pain on grown men. But so does Ravager, Bruce Richards, and at one time so did the God of NAPW Rex Caliber. But you see guys like the Untouchables show some character, show some passion, and to no surprise I hear BOOO! I hear obscenities shouted at these men and I have to wonder what I will hear. In that ring, my game begins. I have been given the news of my first match. Dez Carter has pissed off God Caliber and been sent to get beat down. That won’t be the case Caliber. This guy doesn’t sell T-shirts. He doesn’t have any market value, I know that... but I will simply out wrestle him. I will not be your personal garbage man. He is nothing, and never will be. I hurt him, you get to write it off on insurance and he doesn’t get your money any more. Smart plan but it’s not what will happen.I do what SEBASTIEN WANTS DONE! Dez, you aren’t worthy of being my first “real” victim. What you are is my preview to the FIRST VICTIM. I will give him a glimpse into what pain and suffering will befall him. Everyone needs to pay close, close attention to how I dismantle Mr. Carter. I promise no career ending injuries. You will hurt though, but it will not be to the degree as others. You get a pass for being pathetic. Just a simple pin, or maybe a little bit of Morpheus to end you.. Dez Carter is just a preview to the others..
(Sebastien sits down as the moonlight has lit up the scene. His chair seems to be medieval in style. It is in the middle of an abandoned street. )
Martyr: I do have other business this week, however.. NAPW will not just debut me and have me on the show. My game with my victim will come to be. The chosen victim will feel the Sacrifice. The best thing about the game is that no one knows who it is. I’ve given few clues and this week I shall do something to get the attention of this individual. I watched him embarrass himself on television this week, and I doubt he will surprise me any next week. It’s a shame to see Rex allow these nobodies on television, when he could captivate everyone with just replaying my promo’s. I bring something different to this federation, something original. I give you all of this and will get ridiculed and cast aside as a sideshow. I know this, and accept the challenge. I will make my niche, just as other pioneers of the past have. My mark will be deep and will scar. You can embrace this or just become a victim of the revolution... but rest assured there’s no in between. Dez... pray to Rex Caliber, and hoe he will just fire you, before you get embarrassed on television. I won’t take you out of your misery, I’d rather see you suffer and kill your career yourself. The game is underway and someone is already near check mate.
(The feed goes to static.)
Voice Over: This is a calm setting. A feeling of warmth covers everyone as the unsuspecting citizens of the NAPW bask in security. Security... the very word brings a feeling of authority, and thoughts of nothing bad happening. This is the feeling that the NAPW superstars had before March two thousand seven. These calm feelings are transformed into horror filled screams. They realize that they don’t know the new evil on the horizon. They feel a sickness approaching the very federation they have helped build into a near bankrupt financial disaster. It now has someone to revolutionize the NAPW, and the thing about a revolution is... no one ever wants it, no matter how needed one is.
(The sky changes to dark clouds and rain. Thunder is heard in the background. Lightening flashes. The music changes to a score that resembles the horror movie ones, right before a huge massacre occurs.)
Voice Over: The climate in he NAPW will be cold. People have seen it coming, and cannot stop it. The very same people who have mocked people who are different, they represent this company and it must stop. Some have tried to change this trend. Chris Casino, Minstrel, Devastation, Static, and at times even the heavyweight champion Ravager, they have all tried to buck the system. They tried to make it OK not to be what the fans want them to be, but rather just act as themselves with instincts that make the human creature unique. The fans rebel against these men in fear of their children growing up and having it’s own mind like these men did. They would rather them be on their knees to get ahead in this world. They want their children to be like the bland, same old-same old stars they see on TV. They don’t want to go against what television tells you is normal.
(The scene goes black and then a red light flashes through the darkness. Sebastien Martyr steps into the picture.)
Martyr: All these “indy” feds have one thing in common: copying everyone else. Can’t I watch something on my television that I didn’t see last week, last month or last year? You people call me “Gothic”. That is not what I am. I am HORROR. Let me put other rumors to rest. I don’t worship the devil nor do I want Christian people to die. I simply want to be me. I want to be able to walk out and not have people look at me like I slay dogs and eat kittens on a daily basis. I do enjoy inflicting pain on grown men. But so does Ravager, Bruce Richards, and at one time so did the God of NAPW Rex Caliber. But you see guys like the Untouchables show some character, show some passion, and to no surprise I hear BOOO! I hear obscenities shouted at these men and I have to wonder what I will hear. In that ring, my game begins. I have been given the news of my first match. Dez Carter has pissed off God Caliber and been sent to get beat down. That won’t be the case Caliber. This guy doesn’t sell T-shirts. He doesn’t have any market value, I know that... but I will simply out wrestle him. I will not be your personal garbage man. He is nothing, and never will be. I hurt him, you get to write it off on insurance and he doesn’t get your money any more. Smart plan but it’s not what will happen.I do what SEBASTIEN WANTS DONE! Dez, you aren’t worthy of being my first “real” victim. What you are is my preview to the FIRST VICTIM. I will give him a glimpse into what pain and suffering will befall him. Everyone needs to pay close, close attention to how I dismantle Mr. Carter. I promise no career ending injuries. You will hurt though, but it will not be to the degree as others. You get a pass for being pathetic. Just a simple pin, or maybe a little bit of Morpheus to end you.. Dez Carter is just a preview to the others..
(Sebastien sits down as the moonlight has lit up the scene. His chair seems to be medieval in style. It is in the middle of an abandoned street. )
Martyr: I do have other business this week, however.. NAPW will not just debut me and have me on the show. My game with my victim will come to be. The chosen victim will feel the Sacrifice. The best thing about the game is that no one knows who it is. I’ve given few clues and this week I shall do something to get the attention of this individual. I watched him embarrass himself on television this week, and I doubt he will surprise me any next week. It’s a shame to see Rex allow these nobodies on television, when he could captivate everyone with just replaying my promo’s. I bring something different to this federation, something original. I give you all of this and will get ridiculed and cast aside as a sideshow. I know this, and accept the challenge. I will make my niche, just as other pioneers of the past have. My mark will be deep and will scar. You can embrace this or just become a victim of the revolution... but rest assured there’s no in between. Dez... pray to Rex Caliber, and hoe he will just fire you, before you get embarrassed on television. I won’t take you out of your misery, I’d rather see you suffer and kill your career yourself. The game is underway and someone is already near check mate.
(The feed goes to static.)