Post by jamesfatel on Jan 10, 2014 2:47:08 GMT -5
A camera comes on to a familiar scene, a crudely made sticker that says "office" placed on a door over a sign that says high voltage. The camera opens and walks in the room, the camera looks around at the small room. There are electrical boxes on the walls, it appears to be the main power room for the building. There is a small table set up with a laptop and a old 14 inch tv, the tv is playing a old cartoon and the laptop is playing videos of matches and wrestlers backstage. There sits James Fatel in a steel chair he uses a a desk chair. As the camera approaches you can see he is writing in a small black notebook. When the camera comes closer he shuts the notebook and the laptop. He leaves the tv on as he begins to talk
James Fatel: in case you were wondering or worried my ribs are fine now
Fatel places a hand on his side tapping his finger tips on his ribs, he smirks but doesn't look at the camera as he continues
James Fatel: well Serial Thrilla, we will be meeting again very soon. We have some more business to attend to. I'm here to win a match, I'm here to hurt you as you hurt me. I typically avoid getting my hands dirty from malicious acts, but I may make exception
Fatel looks at the camera with a expressionless face
James Fatel: I'm not just some little wolf, my bark is a warning of more vicious things to come. I stay calm and collective for a reason, I keep myself in check to make sure I don't go to fare. Deep down, I hide it, I keep it out of sight. A man like you could never make me lose my calm, your just another person across a ring from me. I know we have had our words and even our problems but in the end this will all be just a prequel to things to come
Fatel smirks slightly, then looks back to the tv and the cartoon
James Fatel: watching cartoons always take me back to my childhood, when the world was so big and I still believed in the fairy tale ending, I know better now but its still nice to go back for just a little while
Fatel waves the camera out, as it leaves he reopens the laptop and his notebook. The last scene before the camera cuts is of the crudely made sticker that says "office"
James Fatel: in case you were wondering or worried my ribs are fine now
Fatel places a hand on his side tapping his finger tips on his ribs, he smirks but doesn't look at the camera as he continues
James Fatel: well Serial Thrilla, we will be meeting again very soon. We have some more business to attend to. I'm here to win a match, I'm here to hurt you as you hurt me. I typically avoid getting my hands dirty from malicious acts, but I may make exception
Fatel looks at the camera with a expressionless face
James Fatel: I'm not just some little wolf, my bark is a warning of more vicious things to come. I stay calm and collective for a reason, I keep myself in check to make sure I don't go to fare. Deep down, I hide it, I keep it out of sight. A man like you could never make me lose my calm, your just another person across a ring from me. I know we have had our words and even our problems but in the end this will all be just a prequel to things to come
Fatel smirks slightly, then looks back to the tv and the cartoon
James Fatel: watching cartoons always take me back to my childhood, when the world was so big and I still believed in the fairy tale ending, I know better now but its still nice to go back for just a little while
Fatel waves the camera out, as it leaves he reopens the laptop and his notebook. The last scene before the camera cuts is of the crudely made sticker that says "office"
