Post by menaki on Jan 28, 2017 22:41:37 GMT -5
A camera pans up an empty arena to Menaki sitting in the stands, staring down at his knees, blue jeans and a plain white t shirt on. His long hair covering his face so it's only a silhouette.
"Three matches....all on the losing end. Something I haven't had happen since the beginning of my wrestling career entirely..."
Menaki lifted his head, complete seriousness in his eyes and written on his face. No happiness, no joy, no playfulness.
"That battle royale...fine, anything can happen there. That fatal four way? Same deal. Against Frost? By god if I didn't throw all I had at him...and in every single one...I came out the loser. Sure, I had something to prove against Frost. That I belonged. But now? Now I'm in another fatal four way."
The camera pans in so only Menaki's face is in view and nothing else.
Timbers...Vegas...Rhodes. It's unfortunate that you three gentlemen will be in the ring with me tomorrow night. It really is. Do you know why? Because now I have something to prove to the entire FCW world! I have to prove that I'm not just some friendly giant that can be beaten week after week, but no more! Gentlemen, it's unfortunate for you that you will be in the ring with me because you won't get the gentle giant everyone's come to see me as. Oh no..come tomorrow night at Rise Up...you will get a seven foot tall ass kicking machine!"
Menaki grabs the camera out of the cameraman's hands and shoves him away, the sound of the man tumbling down the stairs a few feet echoing throughout the arena.
"I want you three, I want the rest of the roster, and I want management to listen up and listen good! This is a warning to anyone who stands in my way. Playtime. Is. Over!"
With that, Menaki tosses the camera down the stairs, the camera crashing down and shattering, static filling the screen, nothing else after the warning.
"Three matches....all on the losing end. Something I haven't had happen since the beginning of my wrestling career entirely..."
Menaki lifted his head, complete seriousness in his eyes and written on his face. No happiness, no joy, no playfulness.
"That battle royale...fine, anything can happen there. That fatal four way? Same deal. Against Frost? By god if I didn't throw all I had at him...and in every single one...I came out the loser. Sure, I had something to prove against Frost. That I belonged. But now? Now I'm in another fatal four way."
The camera pans in so only Menaki's face is in view and nothing else.
Timbers...Vegas...Rhodes. It's unfortunate that you three gentlemen will be in the ring with me tomorrow night. It really is. Do you know why? Because now I have something to prove to the entire FCW world! I have to prove that I'm not just some friendly giant that can be beaten week after week, but no more! Gentlemen, it's unfortunate for you that you will be in the ring with me because you won't get the gentle giant everyone's come to see me as. Oh no..come tomorrow night at Rise Up...you will get a seven foot tall ass kicking machine!"
Menaki grabs the camera out of the cameraman's hands and shoves him away, the sound of the man tumbling down the stairs a few feet echoing throughout the arena.
"I want you three, I want the rest of the roster, and I want management to listen up and listen good! This is a warning to anyone who stands in my way. Playtime. Is. Over!"
With that, Menaki tosses the camera down the stairs, the camera crashing down and shattering, static filling the screen, nothing else after the warning.