Post by MasterEvil on Aug 10, 2013 18:47:54 GMT
TBS: When saints fly, devils burn in the ring of fire.
I said as the camera in front of me began to record this promo. Where are we? In an old, almost abandoned, graveyard as I sit on a wooden bench. At Legacy I’ve returned to attack Chance Rugani and on the Animosity afterwards I gave the world the first Naked Truth in nine months to pinned Dexter for the three count in that main event of Animosity. Even though I was clocked from behind by Jason Church I overcame Rugani and Black. It was partly because of that betrayal that I didn’t bother to save Jason from Chance’s attack backstage…even though I did deserve it for hitting Jason from behind, with a microphone, at the start of the show. But that was then, this is now and in a couple of days I have to go one-on-one against Dexter Black. So after saying my words a smile softly appeared on my face.
TBS: And what a fire you’ve willingly placed yourself in Dexter, you’ll get the unfortunate honour of being the guy who lost to me twice in the same number of weeks. Am I worried about the possibility of either Chris McKenzie or Karolina Graf running out to help you? Not in the slightest bit for even an one-off alliance between gods and demons can stop me from beating you in the middle of the ring this Monday. You want evidence to back my claim? Try four days ago when you had me, who haven’t wrestled a match in nine months, at my absolute weakest yet when it mattered the most you choked, you lost, you failed and have completely embarrassed yourself in front of the people of Hawaii. Yet, through twitter, dear Angelina Von Pierce dared to claim that I cheated to beat you Dexter? If using my experience to capitalise upon one’s utter stupidity is classed as ‘cheating’ then yes, I’ve cheated and I’m damn proud of it.
Yet what are you going to do about it Angelina? Are you just going to hide behind your little computer and bash me through twitter? Or are going to do what Rugani seems unable to do and say it to my face? Because, sweetheart, either way you aren’t going to be able to stop me from butchering your man…hell, after I’m done with Dexter, I might do a two-for-one offer and take you out has well. Oh what is that Dexter Black, you want to stop me? You can’t stop me, you are unable to stop, no matter how hard you try you’ll never overcome me. Instead you’re going to succumb to me as while we’ll be wrestling instead a basic ring, you’ll be the one realising that you’re actually trapped in a ring of fire with an unstoppable piece of monstrosity known as The Broken-fucking-Saint.
I was rather relaxed on this bench, even leaning back on it slightly, as I started to speak. The main reason I haven’t chosen to fully lean back was because I don’t fully trust the stability of this seat. Halfway through my words I momentarily drifted my attention to Dexter’s manager, since I did find her tweet about me to be quite funny, before leaning forwards to glare directly at the camera as I referred to myself as an ‘unstoppable piece of monstrosity.’ The moment I finished my words I stood up from the bench, glanced towards the ancient looking building and began to wander towards it. Like expected the camera operator rushed off to my side while keeping the recording device focused upon me as a tiny snigger escaped my lips.
TBS: I speak of a ring of fire yet that isn’t the only fire that’s trapping you, isn’t it Dexter? You want to know what the other fire is? Well then let me say it so clearly that even someone with your level of understanding will apprehend. The Rising Star and Boy Wonder, that is the names that people have given this fire but the official name of this blaze is the flame of expectancy. People expect you to be a success Dexter, The New Regime expects you to make them proud and, hell, I originally expected you to live up to your potential and prove to the world that you are the Champion of tomorrow…yet me, The Regime and the people have all been let down by you Dexter. So you’re destined, or better said doomed, to be constantly struggling against the tide of reality to finally live up to your expectancy. And I guess that you plan on getting revenge for last week’s failure, right?
While saying my words we’ve arrived at the door of the building. The door felt thick and heavy yet it didn’t take too much effort to force the door open. The first thing I saw when we entered this structure was an unlit lantern. So after closing the door behind us, trapping the both of us inside the darkness in the process, I instinctively pulled a lighter out of my pocket and used it to light the lantern while holding the lantern close enough to show my face as I just spoke out my final question.
TBS: Well bad news kid, your revenge will never come.
A quiet, slightly maniacal, chuckle departed from my lips after saying those few words before I began to wander keeper into the darkness. With this lantern being the only source of light, it was safe to predict that the camera operator would follow me so I decided to speak up again.
TBS: You had me at my absolute weakest and you still lost, even when your manager tried to help you, so how in the blue hell would you dare hope to beat me now that you’re on your own? Sure ring rust doesn’t disappear with just one match and sure you may have the potential to eclipse both me and Chance…but what you need to realise, Dexter, is that while you want to be dear Boy Wonder, reality is that you’re nothing more than an appalling blunder that is waiting for somebody to put a merciful end to. Well Dexter I will end you on Animosity but I won’t promise you a merciful one since, if anything, I can use you to send a message to Chance like Rugani used Church to send a message to me. You don’t want to be put to an end? You don’t want to be used to send a message? Well feel free to try to stop me since, at the end of the day, it won’t change the fact that I am better than you, period.
You can have all the backup you pray for and you can even break every rule in the book to have an advantage over me…but that won’t faze me, nothing will faze me from utterly destroying you like the easily forgettable loser that you so badly are. On the last episode of Animosity you indeed fucked up quite badly but on this upcoming episode of Animosity, you are not going to fuck up…instead I’m going to beat you down so damn badly that even Chance Rugani himself would be thinking ‘what the fuck is he going to do to me.’ You think I’m kidding, kiddo? Do you even though who the fuck I am? Last week I said that I’d be taking you down ‘faster than a rock can reach the bottom of a river’ and that is exactly what I did. So, for god’s sake, get yourself prepared the most ruthless ass kicking of a lifetime since, if I get my way with you, you won’t be able to walk out of the building without assistance.
I purposely lowered my voice into a colder tone as I spoke out, thinking that it would fit in with this dark location as I continued to move forwards. Even though cutting a promo I couldn’t help myself but continue to travel deeper into this dark area. The camera operator quickly rushed over to my side, possibly slightly worried about being alone in the dark, so I gave her a faint yet comforting smile as I continued on with my words. I finally stopped moving when the word ‘assistance’ left my lips and slowly turned to have my body face the camera as a grin appeared on my face.
TBS: Why do I sound so cruel towards you, the weaker half of this fictitious ‘Chexter’ couple? I don’t hate you at all child, I don’t even know you well enough to genuinely have anything against you. Hell why should a guy, who had and lost everything he ever wanted twice, have anything again you? So why do I sound so cruel? When saints fly, devils burn in the ring of fire………every last one of us is inside a ring of fire and nearly every-single-one of us are blind to its everlasting presence. However the fire cannot harm me for it is deeply afraid of me because it is smart enough to know that, unlike the flock of sheep, I can see it and I can withstand everything it can throw at me. So when you see me coming, you’re already gone and it’ll be this Monday that you’ll realise that you’re the one who’s trapped inside a ring of fire with a monster.
While saying my words the hand that wasn’t holding the lantern gently grabbed onto the camerawoman’s free hand, since that hand couldn’t be seen by the recording device, and carefully guided her into this room. The moment we arrived to a point in the room I want to be I stopped and let go of her hand before sitting back into a rocking chair of some kind just before repeating the words I started off this promo with. I continued to slowly rock back and forth, back and forth with each few words that departed from my lips. A slightly sinister grin appeared on my face moments after saying my last few words.
TBS: Heh, I somewhat like your dumbfound innocence. So I’ll share a very special secret with you…no one else but you. You ready? Well here it is…
As I said my words I stopped the rocking of my chair, partly to make sure the lantern is securely on my lap but mostly to lean forward slightly with every word I said. The moment ‘you ready’ left my lips the camera up right up close to my face, a bit too close if you ask me yet I didn’t make a comment about it as I instead decided to voice out my little ‘secret.’
TBS: ………I’m already dead.
The moment those three words escaped my lips I burst out into an echoic yet psychotic laugh, kind of like The Joker had in The Dark Knight film, my body falling back into the chair as it quickly began to rock at the extra momentum I inadvertently gave it. My laughter slowly managed to calm down and the camera operator immediately backed away as I quietly repeated my ‘secret’ before grinning in a dangerously crazed kind of way.
TBS: Do you know how feels to die, Dexter? It first feels cold, then the feeling goes numb and everything you see fades out into blackness. I speak from experience since ninth of December last year, Free Fall to Fury Two, I was dead the moment I hit the floor. Yet the father above us has given me the gift of a second breath and now I feel more alive than I’ve ever been. Because through these second set of eyes I’ve realised the magic of life and it is that I can be whatever I want to be. So can you guess what I want to do, Dexter? I want to escape this unjust masquerade and turn World Elite Wrestling itself onto its own head by winning its greatest treasure known as the WEW Championship. So you want to be the fool who tries to stop the unstoppable force?
You’re welcome to try Dexter Black because for the shepherd to lead the sheep I need to slay the big bad wolf and until that happen nobody is safe…not the women or the children or even the devils who believe they’re better than anybody else. Friends and allies are invalid while anyone who dares stand in front of a deadman will be struck down without a moment of hesitation or guilt. You want a fight, you’ve got a fight and if you want to make a name for yourself, Dexter Black, I’m offering you the golden opportunity by giving you the slightest of chances to beat me. But don’t be so confident kid because I won’t hesitate to take you out altogether. So if you want any piece of advice, here is some for you…run. Run like your life is on the line because I’m The Broken Saint, I’m a deadman walking and this Monday, on Animosity, I’m going to make sure that you burn in your flame of expectancy.
I will admit that I did sound a bit whacky in my first question but this joyous wackiest slowly gave way to a slightly colder, darker, tone as the words ‘you want to be the fool’ left my mouth. My cold tone continued as I spoke out my words yet near the end of them I slowly raised the lantern up to head level. A determined yet sinister looking smiled appeared on my face as I said my final few words. A good three seconds pass since ‘expectancy’ left my lips for a final time before I held the lantern near my mouth and blew out the flame…letting the recording of this promo end in complete, abyssal, darkness.