Post by MasterEvil on Apr 2, 2012 18:54:45 GMT
Scene One: Star of TIW
The location is some kind of beach, where is this beach at? No one knows…only thing people know is that it is a popular location for loads of people. Children making sandcastles, girls trying to impress boys with skimpy bikinis, macho men trying to surf properly but normally failing all of the time and wannabe Olympians trying to swim well against the feeble tides. So why is there footage being shot here? That reason became obvious when the camera moved and spotted a male sitting on a trowel. This male had platinum blonde hair and a pair of sunglasses covering his eyes. He is only wearing a pair of black tights, revealing his well toned body, and after a moment the male began to speak to the camera.
“So I left the WWE, a company that preys on the paranoia of its own employees, and where am I now? In a place called TIW, a company owned by a family of failures, with my opponent being one called ‘Twin K.’ Who is Twin K? A hardcore freak from the independent circuit or something? Why should I worry about someone I never heard of? I left a place with names like John - can’t wrestle to save my life - Cena, Randy - no one is allowed to look better than me - Orton and CM -only I am allowed to use a microphone- Punk. Yes, I’ve lost to these people but at least people know who I am…Dolph Ziggler.”
While speaking his words about where he is from Dolph’s left hand picked up some sand and grinded it. This is Ziggler’s first promo outside the company he proudly shared his life with…so it is alright to be somewhat unconfident, especially considering that he is facing a possibly hardcore legend in one Twin K. But if there was any tentativeness then the blonde is one hell of a good actor since there was no sign of doubt anywhere in the male while, if anything, every part of him - his facial expression, his body language and tone of voice - express a high amount of assurance. He smiled lightly after saying his own name and gazed swaggeringly towards the camera lens before speaking out again.
“I could spend this promo on bashing ‘hardcore wrestling’ but there is no need to. I could spend this promo on stating the obvious that I am vastly more intelligent than you K, which is actually very true, but there is no need to. I could also spend this promo on stating another obvious about how much more talented I am in the ring wrestling than you K but there is no need to. Why don’t I need to do any of this? The answer is three simple words…I’m Dolph Ziggler. People give me nicknames like the ‘Definition of Perfection,’ the ‘Game Changer’ and the ’Master Seller.’ I know that I am a ‘Show-Off’ but when you’re Dolph Ziggler…who wouldn’t want to show off? My shape is tremendous, my appearance is godly and my level of skill is completely unparallel. If anything, I could be the World Champion of this company right now if my ‘ninety day no complete clause’ expired sooner than it did.”
Confidence seethed through his teeth at every word the once golf caddy has spoken. The ex-male cheerleader seem to have no problem in speaking highly about himself…but isn’t “tremendous,” “godly” and “unparallel” a bit too self-aggrandizing? The sand was no longer in his hand has it moved to remove his shades, revealing his eyes to the camera for the first time in the entire promo. He grinned lightly afterwards and placed the sunglasses by his side before right ran through his soft, almost golden, hair. Isn’t he even taking Twin K seriously? Twin K has been collectively known for being a former Champion at a place called World Wrestling Headquarters, so why isn’t Ziggles considering the formerly known “Mister K” seriously?
“But it didn’t and I ain’t going to complain about it, since that is the last thing multiple people want…why is that? Isn’t it obvious? I am perfection, I’m Dolph Ziggler. I am the greatest signing that Total Impact Wrestling has ever made in its young life. Unlike you and these ‘Sean Mendez’s and ‘SM Raye’s, TIW can put itself upon my shoulder for I and I alone can make this place the greatest independent wrestling company of twenty-twelve. I have the looks, charisma and the ability to be the face of TIW for I am the ‘Worldwide Phenomenon’ and…if anything…I’m probably the most famous person to ever sign to them. The amount of people that begs and pleads for just my autograph increases just has fast as a Ferrari Formula One car. I already lost count of how many people flood the gyms to have their picture taken with me…and I’ve only been here for approximately six days. So what can you claim K? What do you actually bring to a company owned by hookers and convicts?”
Overconfidence, cockiness, arrogance…he speaks so highly abut himself yet hardly mentions Twin K at all. Does he not class TK has a threat? If so, then why shoot the promo anyway? There is a reason for everything, no matter how reasonless it may sound, so what is Ziggler actually doing? Downgrading his opponent has a nobody by promoting himself as such a celebrity? While speaking out his words the male glanced up towards the sun, seemingly glad with the condition of today’s weather. But once he asked his question, targeted at twin K, toward the camera Dolph’s grin got bigger before suddenly dropping…is he going to finally sound serious?
“I don’t fully know your claim to fame TK but I honestly don’t a damn about whatever you hold dearly…either it be your ego, history or even Lena it wouldn’t change the fact I don’t care K. So let me tell you what you are giving to this wreck of a place. On the twelfth of this month you’ll be nothing more than Dolph Ziggler’s Total Impact Wrestling’s welcome mat and I’m not one of those types who just walk across welcome mats, no. I don’t step, I stamp my foot forcefully down on that mat before stomping my other foot upon that mat. Then I begin to aggressively rub my feet across the mat, to make sure that my boots are squeaky clean. And then, when the mat looks grubby and tattered, I throw that mat out and replace it with a new one. So Twin K, prepare yourself for being my welcoming mat since the ‘Star of TIW,’ Dolph Ziggler, stamps hard. Hash tag Heel. Later…Mark.”
Was he being serious about stamping TK? Or was he just downgrading his opposition once again? Or maybe he still isn’t taking his upcoming challenge seriously at all? Either way, this was Ziggler’s promo and after finishing his words he smirked lightly before standing up. He picked up the trowel and began to walk away, the camera catching a glimpse at his “#Heel” tights before switching off. Where is Dolph heading? Probably somewhere to train for his debut match at TIW…even if the male won’t take the threat of Twin K seriously, the last thing Ziggles want is to slip up in his first match away from worldwide television.
The location is some kind of beach, where is this beach at? No one knows…only thing people know is that it is a popular location for loads of people. Children making sandcastles, girls trying to impress boys with skimpy bikinis, macho men trying to surf properly but normally failing all of the time and wannabe Olympians trying to swim well against the feeble tides. So why is there footage being shot here? That reason became obvious when the camera moved and spotted a male sitting on a trowel. This male had platinum blonde hair and a pair of sunglasses covering his eyes. He is only wearing a pair of black tights, revealing his well toned body, and after a moment the male began to speak to the camera.
“So I left the WWE, a company that preys on the paranoia of its own employees, and where am I now? In a place called TIW, a company owned by a family of failures, with my opponent being one called ‘Twin K.’ Who is Twin K? A hardcore freak from the independent circuit or something? Why should I worry about someone I never heard of? I left a place with names like John - can’t wrestle to save my life - Cena, Randy - no one is allowed to look better than me - Orton and CM -only I am allowed to use a microphone- Punk. Yes, I’ve lost to these people but at least people know who I am…Dolph Ziggler.”
While speaking his words about where he is from Dolph’s left hand picked up some sand and grinded it. This is Ziggler’s first promo outside the company he proudly shared his life with…so it is alright to be somewhat unconfident, especially considering that he is facing a possibly hardcore legend in one Twin K. But if there was any tentativeness then the blonde is one hell of a good actor since there was no sign of doubt anywhere in the male while, if anything, every part of him - his facial expression, his body language and tone of voice - express a high amount of assurance. He smiled lightly after saying his own name and gazed swaggeringly towards the camera lens before speaking out again.
“I could spend this promo on bashing ‘hardcore wrestling’ but there is no need to. I could spend this promo on stating the obvious that I am vastly more intelligent than you K, which is actually very true, but there is no need to. I could also spend this promo on stating another obvious about how much more talented I am in the ring wrestling than you K but there is no need to. Why don’t I need to do any of this? The answer is three simple words…I’m Dolph Ziggler. People give me nicknames like the ‘Definition of Perfection,’ the ‘Game Changer’ and the ’Master Seller.’ I know that I am a ‘Show-Off’ but when you’re Dolph Ziggler…who wouldn’t want to show off? My shape is tremendous, my appearance is godly and my level of skill is completely unparallel. If anything, I could be the World Champion of this company right now if my ‘ninety day no complete clause’ expired sooner than it did.”
Confidence seethed through his teeth at every word the once golf caddy has spoken. The ex-male cheerleader seem to have no problem in speaking highly about himself…but isn’t “tremendous,” “godly” and “unparallel” a bit too self-aggrandizing? The sand was no longer in his hand has it moved to remove his shades, revealing his eyes to the camera for the first time in the entire promo. He grinned lightly afterwards and placed the sunglasses by his side before right ran through his soft, almost golden, hair. Isn’t he even taking Twin K seriously? Twin K has been collectively known for being a former Champion at a place called World Wrestling Headquarters, so why isn’t Ziggles considering the formerly known “Mister K” seriously?
“But it didn’t and I ain’t going to complain about it, since that is the last thing multiple people want…why is that? Isn’t it obvious? I am perfection, I’m Dolph Ziggler. I am the greatest signing that Total Impact Wrestling has ever made in its young life. Unlike you and these ‘Sean Mendez’s and ‘SM Raye’s, TIW can put itself upon my shoulder for I and I alone can make this place the greatest independent wrestling company of twenty-twelve. I have the looks, charisma and the ability to be the face of TIW for I am the ‘Worldwide Phenomenon’ and…if anything…I’m probably the most famous person to ever sign to them. The amount of people that begs and pleads for just my autograph increases just has fast as a Ferrari Formula One car. I already lost count of how many people flood the gyms to have their picture taken with me…and I’ve only been here for approximately six days. So what can you claim K? What do you actually bring to a company owned by hookers and convicts?”
Overconfidence, cockiness, arrogance…he speaks so highly abut himself yet hardly mentions Twin K at all. Does he not class TK has a threat? If so, then why shoot the promo anyway? There is a reason for everything, no matter how reasonless it may sound, so what is Ziggler actually doing? Downgrading his opponent has a nobody by promoting himself as such a celebrity? While speaking out his words the male glanced up towards the sun, seemingly glad with the condition of today’s weather. But once he asked his question, targeted at twin K, toward the camera Dolph’s grin got bigger before suddenly dropping…is he going to finally sound serious?
“I don’t fully know your claim to fame TK but I honestly don’t a damn about whatever you hold dearly…either it be your ego, history or even Lena it wouldn’t change the fact I don’t care K. So let me tell you what you are giving to this wreck of a place. On the twelfth of this month you’ll be nothing more than Dolph Ziggler’s Total Impact Wrestling’s welcome mat and I’m not one of those types who just walk across welcome mats, no. I don’t step, I stamp my foot forcefully down on that mat before stomping my other foot upon that mat. Then I begin to aggressively rub my feet across the mat, to make sure that my boots are squeaky clean. And then, when the mat looks grubby and tattered, I throw that mat out and replace it with a new one. So Twin K, prepare yourself for being my welcoming mat since the ‘Star of TIW,’ Dolph Ziggler, stamps hard. Hash tag Heel. Later…Mark.”
Was he being serious about stamping TK? Or was he just downgrading his opposition once again? Or maybe he still isn’t taking his upcoming challenge seriously at all? Either way, this was Ziggler’s promo and after finishing his words he smirked lightly before standing up. He picked up the trowel and began to walk away, the camera catching a glimpse at his “#Heel” tights before switching off. Where is Dolph heading? Probably somewhere to train for his debut match at TIW…even if the male won’t take the threat of Twin K seriously, the last thing Ziggles want is to slip up in his first match away from worldwide television.