Post by Danny Vice on Jan 27, 2007 13:37:49 GMT -5
The scene opens in a dark room. There is only a single spotlight, but it does little good as the camera is zoomed in on a single black boot. Laced around a leg dressed with black tights, the boot remains motionless as the man wearing it speaks.
Danny Vice: You're right. Striker, I have bettered myself, prepared my mind, and realized that no longer can I be egotistical and arrogant, but look at you also as my equal. My counterpart.
The voice is that of Danny Vice. The camera moves up along his back, showing his long black jacket, before finally stopping at the back of his head. Instead of his usual blonde mohawk, his head is covered in long black hair.
Danny Vice: But where you are mistaken is luck will play nothing to do with it. Not luck, not skill, not even ability. It will all come down to the one who lacks fear, and is willing to be the better man on this most revered of days. May the best man win Striker, and I will see you tomorrow.
Danny turns around, the light perfectly illuminating his face. Revealing his transformation complete.
Danny Vice: You're right. Striker, I have bettered myself, prepared my mind, and realized that no longer can I be egotistical and arrogant, but look at you also as my equal. My counterpart.
The voice is that of Danny Vice. The camera moves up along his back, showing his long black jacket, before finally stopping at the back of his head. Instead of his usual blonde mohawk, his head is covered in long black hair.
Danny Vice: But where you are mistaken is luck will play nothing to do with it. Not luck, not skill, not even ability. It will all come down to the one who lacks fear, and is willing to be the better man on this most revered of days. May the best man win Striker, and I will see you tomorrow.
Danny turns around, the light perfectly illuminating his face. Revealing his transformation complete.
