Post by menaki on Jan 10, 2017 17:50:58 GMT -5
*The screen flickered with static.An empty building , sort of like a gym, with a wrestling ring as the centerpiece awaits. An old training center. Not a soul around. Sort of an eerie feeling, but calm in a sense. The building doors burst open, letting pure white light glare through the room. A seven foot shadow stands in the doorway, walking slowly to the ring. Menaki came here, to his old stomping grounds when he first started out to reflect, to think. Stepping over the top rope, he looked around before leaning against the ropes, facing the doors he just came out of, wrists and forearms against the ropes.*
I haven't set foot in this particular ring....in a long time. Four years to be exact. Not since I lost him.....Ah, another story for another time. This is my time to think of this fresh start. A fresh new beginning in WCF. I've gotten word on my match, a fatal four way. Not my ideal preference to start things off but I have no complaints. Now gentlemen, a message! If you think this seven footer is going to just lie down and let you walk all over me since it's my debut, you're sorely mistaken. I was born to be in a wrestling ring. I thrive on the pain, the agony, the blood, the sweat, the tears. I thrive on it all! And it just makes me keep on swinging! You'll find that out the hard way five days from now.
*A deep breath filled Menaki's lungs. Normally a calm one, the passion and fire for professional wrestling got him going and brought out the fighter in him.*
Two of you, I have no problems with right now, so when the match comes, whatever happens, well it happens. But one particular individual...Rumpke or however the hell your name is said, I don't care. You're going to sit there in your little snow covered little wonderland over there and run your mouth about not knowing whether or not I'm from America? Do I SOUND like I'm not from America? Buddy, I was born and raised in this land and I've loved every second of it. The red white and blue run through my veins as much as adrenaline does. You'll find out just how true those words are in five days.
*The camera pans in so only Menaki's face was in the screen, complete and total fire and seriousness written all over his face*
And now a warning...Gentlemen, you better be ready to bring your A game. This seven footer's been itching for a fight and in this fatal four way, I will be marking that ring as my new stomping grounds with your blood! That battle royale? Wasn't even a warm up. This is where the fun REALLY begins....
*Menaki pushes the camera down to the ring canvas, lopsided to where only his feet were shown as he stepped out of the ring and walked slowly from the middle of the floor back to the front door, pushing the doors open so once again light floods the room before slamming them shut. Static filling the screen once more*
I haven't set foot in this particular ring....in a long time. Four years to be exact. Not since I lost him.....Ah, another story for another time. This is my time to think of this fresh start. A fresh new beginning in WCF. I've gotten word on my match, a fatal four way. Not my ideal preference to start things off but I have no complaints. Now gentlemen, a message! If you think this seven footer is going to just lie down and let you walk all over me since it's my debut, you're sorely mistaken. I was born to be in a wrestling ring. I thrive on the pain, the agony, the blood, the sweat, the tears. I thrive on it all! And it just makes me keep on swinging! You'll find that out the hard way five days from now.
*A deep breath filled Menaki's lungs. Normally a calm one, the passion and fire for professional wrestling got him going and brought out the fighter in him.*
Two of you, I have no problems with right now, so when the match comes, whatever happens, well it happens. But one particular individual...Rumpke or however the hell your name is said, I don't care. You're going to sit there in your little snow covered little wonderland over there and run your mouth about not knowing whether or not I'm from America? Do I SOUND like I'm not from America? Buddy, I was born and raised in this land and I've loved every second of it. The red white and blue run through my veins as much as adrenaline does. You'll find out just how true those words are in five days.
*The camera pans in so only Menaki's face was in the screen, complete and total fire and seriousness written all over his face*
And now a warning...Gentlemen, you better be ready to bring your A game. This seven footer's been itching for a fight and in this fatal four way, I will be marking that ring as my new stomping grounds with your blood! That battle royale? Wasn't even a warm up. This is where the fun REALLY begins....
*Menaki pushes the camera down to the ring canvas, lopsided to where only his feet were shown as he stepped out of the ring and walked slowly from the middle of the floor back to the front door, pushing the doors open so once again light floods the room before slamming them shut. Static filling the screen once more*