Post by Iago [REBEL] on Apr 4, 2007 9:52:53 GMT -5
(Darkness. Silence. Then, the sound of a film projector loading up. A picture flickers into existence. Grainy. Washed out. We're in a locker room. A man - Murcielago - sits on a steel folding chair.)
MURCIELAGO: I came into this business for one reason and one reason only, to dominate.
(The picture flickers, and suddenly we're in the ring. Warren is trying to get to his feet, but before he gets anywhere, Caliban hoists him up for a DREADLOCK DROP. Oh my Goodness, the crowd wincing in sympathy there as Warren nearly breaks in half -- and then the camera flickers back to the locker room.)
MURCIELAGO: Domination of the wrestling world, that is why I'm here, so if you think you can step to me, come see me.
(We flick back to the ring. Matthew Kurtis barely turns in time... SUPLEX SLAM! MY GOT THE POWER! Caliban turns and nearly takes Krenshov OUT OF HIS BOOTS with a Clothesline -- and then again, the locker room.)
MURCIELAGO: I am better than their heroes, their idols, their favourite wrestlers, and them.
(The ring. Caliban comes outside of the ring and fans scatter as he climbs over the guard rail. They don't want to get in the way of the man, sound has been spliced in - the sound of fans chanting "CAL-I-BAN." -- and we're in the locker room.)
MURCIELAGO: I'm better than anybody in this organization. If you'd like to see why, come find me, I'm right here waiting to meet a real challenge.
(Flick. Caliban wraps a hand around the back of Wayne Wright's neck and punishes him with his "Heart Of Darkness" reverse chokeslam!)
(Flick. Caliban grabs Nightmare by the back of the neck! THE HEART OF DARKNESS, that reverse chokeslam, and Nightmare is OUT!)
(Flick. Diamond is engulfed by a shadow and just realizes his mistake too late. Caliban has him in his grasp and absolutely destroys him with the Heart of Darkness.)
(Flick. Caliban lifts Warren up high THE HEART OF DARKNESS! Crash! The table explodes into splinters as Warren is forcefully driven through it from almost twelve feet in the air, the crowd is chanting "HOLY SHIT" as they rightly should.)
(The scene flickers back to Murcielago sitting in the locker room, holding his baseball bat. We hear the camera sputter, and the film burns away, warping and melting Murcielago's face as it disintigrates into searing white light.)
(Then darkness.)
MURCIELAGO: I came into this business for one reason and one reason only, to dominate.
(The picture flickers, and suddenly we're in the ring. Warren is trying to get to his feet, but before he gets anywhere, Caliban hoists him up for a DREADLOCK DROP. Oh my Goodness, the crowd wincing in sympathy there as Warren nearly breaks in half -- and then the camera flickers back to the locker room.)
MURCIELAGO: Domination of the wrestling world, that is why I'm here, so if you think you can step to me, come see me.
(We flick back to the ring. Matthew Kurtis barely turns in time... SUPLEX SLAM! MY GOT THE POWER! Caliban turns and nearly takes Krenshov OUT OF HIS BOOTS with a Clothesline -- and then again, the locker room.)
MURCIELAGO: I am better than their heroes, their idols, their favourite wrestlers, and them.
(The ring. Caliban comes outside of the ring and fans scatter as he climbs over the guard rail. They don't want to get in the way of the man, sound has been spliced in - the sound of fans chanting "CAL-I-BAN." -- and we're in the locker room.)
MURCIELAGO: I'm better than anybody in this organization. If you'd like to see why, come find me, I'm right here waiting to meet a real challenge.
(Flick. Caliban wraps a hand around the back of Wayne Wright's neck and punishes him with his "Heart Of Darkness" reverse chokeslam!)
(Flick. Caliban grabs Nightmare by the back of the neck! THE HEART OF DARKNESS, that reverse chokeslam, and Nightmare is OUT!)
(Flick. Diamond is engulfed by a shadow and just realizes his mistake too late. Caliban has him in his grasp and absolutely destroys him with the Heart of Darkness.)
(Flick. Caliban lifts Warren up high THE HEART OF DARKNESS! Crash! The table explodes into splinters as Warren is forcefully driven through it from almost twelve feet in the air, the crowd is chanting "HOLY SHIT" as they rightly should.)
(The scene flickers back to Murcielago sitting in the locker room, holding his baseball bat. We hear the camera sputter, and the film burns away, warping and melting Murcielago's face as it disintigrates into searing white light.)
(Then darkness.)