Post by Ravager on Jan 1, 2006 15:03:29 GMT -5
Ravager sitting in the ring. His watch alarm goes off, signaling midnight.
2006. The year of the Ravager has arrived.
Static. I've been searching for you. But I guess I'll have to deliver the message Monday Night. Either before our meaningless match or after. If only you knew how we're being played right out of our rightful shots at stardom. But now we have to fight it out tomorrow. Falls count anywhere. Make no mistake, this is going to be a brawl to be remembered. I'm not in the mood to pull punches or play fair. Neither are you. I doubt we'll ever be the same after this match. Bad news for us. Good news for the rest of NAPW.
Minstrel. The clock keeps ticking. Waiting for you to come back. I want to start the new year fresh. New challenges. New opponents. But as long as you hold that victory over me; as long as you go without paying for the destruction you brought into my life... I can't just move on. Enjoy your title. It makes you special. But it makes you a target. All I'm after is retribution. But all those guys coming up. They'll want glory. They'll want big paydays. And they'll get it by spilling your blood. They'll get it by screwing with your life, your mind, everything you hold dear. Happy New Year Minstrel. I hope you're ready for what awaits you.
And Chris Casino. New and Improved D-X. Terry Brandon. The new big thing in the NAPW. Brash, cocky. On top of the world. I remember what it was like when I achieved instant success. But the fall when it's taken away crushes the spirit. I hope you guys are prepared. I saw what you did to D!. I know what's going on behind the scenes. Sure, you guys say you're not concerned with me. But you're giving an awful lot of attention to a guy who poses no threat. Are you trying to make yourselves feel better? Are you hoping I'll go away? (chuckles) Chris, you can do all your long distance gloating, make all the funny movies you want, but until you look me in the eye and say you're not afraid of me, all I'll see is an insecure little man who achieved too much too soon. And I'll be more than happy to bring you back down to Earth.
Ravager pulls a bottle of beer out of his cooler, removes the cap. Holds it up to the camera for a toast.
Here's to 2006 gentlemen. May God help you all. Because nothing will hold back the Year of the Ravager.
Ravager drinks his beer as we fade to black.
2006. The year of the Ravager has arrived.
Static. I've been searching for you. But I guess I'll have to deliver the message Monday Night. Either before our meaningless match or after. If only you knew how we're being played right out of our rightful shots at stardom. But now we have to fight it out tomorrow. Falls count anywhere. Make no mistake, this is going to be a brawl to be remembered. I'm not in the mood to pull punches or play fair. Neither are you. I doubt we'll ever be the same after this match. Bad news for us. Good news for the rest of NAPW.
Minstrel. The clock keeps ticking. Waiting for you to come back. I want to start the new year fresh. New challenges. New opponents. But as long as you hold that victory over me; as long as you go without paying for the destruction you brought into my life... I can't just move on. Enjoy your title. It makes you special. But it makes you a target. All I'm after is retribution. But all those guys coming up. They'll want glory. They'll want big paydays. And they'll get it by spilling your blood. They'll get it by screwing with your life, your mind, everything you hold dear. Happy New Year Minstrel. I hope you're ready for what awaits you.
And Chris Casino. New and Improved D-X. Terry Brandon. The new big thing in the NAPW. Brash, cocky. On top of the world. I remember what it was like when I achieved instant success. But the fall when it's taken away crushes the spirit. I hope you guys are prepared. I saw what you did to D!. I know what's going on behind the scenes. Sure, you guys say you're not concerned with me. But you're giving an awful lot of attention to a guy who poses no threat. Are you trying to make yourselves feel better? Are you hoping I'll go away? (chuckles) Chris, you can do all your long distance gloating, make all the funny movies you want, but until you look me in the eye and say you're not afraid of me, all I'll see is an insecure little man who achieved too much too soon. And I'll be more than happy to bring you back down to Earth.
Ravager pulls a bottle of beer out of his cooler, removes the cap. Holds it up to the camera for a toast.
Here's to 2006 gentlemen. May God help you all. Because nothing will hold back the Year of the Ravager.
Ravager drinks his beer as we fade to black.