Post by Deleted on Dec 20, 2008 5:32:52 GMT -5
Two great wooden doors open to reveal a castle dining hall like no other. Beautiful crystal chandeliers hang over a strangely vacant grand dining table lit by candles. The antiquity of the room is obvious according to the dull color of the ancient wooden table and flooring. An obscure figure holding a golden chalice while sitting in an enormous golden throne becomes apparent through the dim candlelight.
"The questions that have graced your mind may be of my person. Of my history. Of my capabilities."
Prince Jimmy Dean sits silent for what seems like the longest fifteen seconds. He then proceeds to looks around the hall gawking at the paintings, solid gold candle fixtures, and other decorations.
"You see, I have obviously not come before thee with hopes of riches or treasures. I have come before thee with but a single goal. This goal is the only thing I have known my entire life. This goal is success, and I will stop at no means to achieve my single and inevitable goal."
The dining hall booms with the sound Prince Jimmy Dean slamming his chalice onto the dining table.
"There has been talk in my country of the one you call Torture. Some claim that he is the 'best'. One can only be the best if they can not be dethroned. You shall see who will reign supreme. You shall see who will obtain the golden belt by any means necessary. The belt is only fit for a prince, and only a prince has the power and perseverance necessary to achieve the level of greatness needed to earn the belt. It is only a matter of time before it sits safely around my waist. People of the WCF... the belt is already mine."
Every single candle extinguishes at once and Prince Jimmy Dean fades into the darkness as a great echo of disturbing sound fills the dining hall.
"The questions that have graced your mind may be of my person. Of my history. Of my capabilities."
Prince Jimmy Dean sits silent for what seems like the longest fifteen seconds. He then proceeds to looks around the hall gawking at the paintings, solid gold candle fixtures, and other decorations.
"You see, I have obviously not come before thee with hopes of riches or treasures. I have come before thee with but a single goal. This goal is the only thing I have known my entire life. This goal is success, and I will stop at no means to achieve my single and inevitable goal."
The dining hall booms with the sound Prince Jimmy Dean slamming his chalice onto the dining table.
"There has been talk in my country of the one you call Torture. Some claim that he is the 'best'. One can only be the best if they can not be dethroned. You shall see who will reign supreme. You shall see who will obtain the golden belt by any means necessary. The belt is only fit for a prince, and only a prince has the power and perseverance necessary to achieve the level of greatness needed to earn the belt. It is only a matter of time before it sits safely around my waist. People of the WCF... the belt is already mine."
Every single candle extinguishes at once and Prince Jimmy Dean fades into the darkness as a great echo of disturbing sound fills the dining hall.