Post by Danny Vice on Jun 15, 2007 18:12:47 GMT -5
BOOM! A massive explosion of pyrotechnics accompanies "Map of the Problematique" by Muse as Danny "The Vagrant" Vice walks out from behind the curtain to an enormous ovation from the WCF crowd at a local house show. Vice begins to feed off the crowd as he smiles walking down ramp, only encouraging their pandemonium and fervor with his arm getures, high fives, and general demeanor. His outward feeling and emotion somewhat overcompensates for the general lack of confidence he's felt in the past weeks. He slides into the ring and ascends a turnbuckle with both arms up in the air as two massive "V" pyros hit behind him in the ring. As the music begins to die down, Danny requests a microphone from ringside to address the crowd.
Danny Vice: I will never get over the incredible feeling I have every single time I walk through those curtains, down that ramp, and into this ring to be in front of such sensational fans.
Crowd: Danny! Danny! Danny!
Danny Vice: You see people, I am here not for the reasons you may suspect. I am not here to talk about Bobby Cairo. Creeping Death. Johnny Craven. My upcoming opponents have all gone down in the history of the WCF already. Two of them have been WCF World Champion before, while the other defeated me less than one month ago for my Hardcore Title. And one of them has kidnapped two beloved family members of WCF stars in the past few months. I'm sure he's tried to seduce one of them, but I've never personally been that attracted to garden machinery.
Laughs and cheers all-around. Who doesn't enjoy laughter at the expense of Bobby Cairo.
Danny Vice: No. Good people. I am here because I must prove myself to our great World Champion, Skyler Striker. Not long ago, I was in this very ring in front of all you beautiful people telling Skyler I was proud of him. I congratulated him on his victory over Jack of Blades. I congratulated on his immortality as a WCF superstar, and that he will be remembered amongst the greats such as Torture, Epic, Logan, and JJ Biggs. Since then, I have received greif and heartache from Skyler Striker. He continuously doubts and degrades me. As he walks through the WCF Championship Series, which I also congratulate him on, he is unwilling to trust me. Me! The same man who forced Thunder to be by his side in their tag match a few months ago. The man who allowed Thunder to be Hardcore Champion to protect Skyler's safety. And the man who time and time again has shown my loyalty to Skyler and Mike Ragnal. So now, this weekend, I must do it again by facing Bobby Cairo. The sonofabitch who kidnapped Jade Striker, and continues to proclaim himself Television Champion. Well I will take that title from him. Punish him for his wicked ways. Then climb the ladder at Explosion, win back my Hardcore title, and show Skyler Striker that Danny Vice is a man of honor. A man of integrity. And a man worth trusting. And there is NOTHING anyone can do about it.
Danny slams down the microphone as "Map of the Problematique hits again. He climbs the turnbuckles to celebrate with his adoring public before heading backstage.
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Can I really do it? Can I beat him? There's a lot to me that those people don't know. I've never beaten Bobby Cairo before. Never pinned him, made him submit. We've squared off before. Lost to him by disqualification. I've defeated him in tag team situations, but it was never him I pinned. Never he who submit. He's always had the upperhand. He's beaten me twice, come to think of it. And he's a champion. For a longtime now, and a damn good one. Me...I never have even successfully defended a singles title here. Lost my hardcore title the first time it was up for grabs. And the tag titles back in the day with JJ...shit. Everyone says he was the brains and brawn. I was lucky to be there. That's what they say. I know they say it all the ti...Snap out of this Danny! Dammit! You're back. It's all going to be good again. The fans love you here. And Sunday, you'll show Skyler. You can show them all.
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Danny is walking backstage when he sees one of the men who work there up ahead in the hall. When the man turns around, Danny realizes he is no older than 18 or so. Still pimpled-face from puberty, his eyes light up when he sees the former champ heading towards him. He all too excitedly moves the mouthpeice of his headset out of his way, and walks over to shake hands with Danny.
Backstage Hand: Great work out there Mr. Vice! It sure is awesome to see you with that title shot on Sunday. Hell, you can win 'em both if you keep your mind on it. Give him hell Sunday!
Danny Vice: Thank you! It's people like you that keep me going strong!
Danny presses out the backdoor to the arena and begins to walk through the cold night to his car.
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You see...it's all going to be alright. There are people here who still believe in you. It's just a matter of believing in yourself. I know. I know. You haven't been able to believe in yourself in a longtime. It isn't easy. It's not going to happen overnight. Oh yeah, I guess it kind of has to this time. Well it is time to get started then. First thing is to let go of the past. It isn't you v. Skyler anymore. You're on the same side. Kick Cairo's ass, and he'll believe you. Help him get his little girl back. Help him be whole again. Then you too can be whole again...
Danny Vice: I will never get over the incredible feeling I have every single time I walk through those curtains, down that ramp, and into this ring to be in front of such sensational fans.
Crowd: Danny! Danny! Danny!
Danny Vice: You see people, I am here not for the reasons you may suspect. I am not here to talk about Bobby Cairo. Creeping Death. Johnny Craven. My upcoming opponents have all gone down in the history of the WCF already. Two of them have been WCF World Champion before, while the other defeated me less than one month ago for my Hardcore Title. And one of them has kidnapped two beloved family members of WCF stars in the past few months. I'm sure he's tried to seduce one of them, but I've never personally been that attracted to garden machinery.
Laughs and cheers all-around. Who doesn't enjoy laughter at the expense of Bobby Cairo.
Danny Vice: No. Good people. I am here because I must prove myself to our great World Champion, Skyler Striker. Not long ago, I was in this very ring in front of all you beautiful people telling Skyler I was proud of him. I congratulated him on his victory over Jack of Blades. I congratulated on his immortality as a WCF superstar, and that he will be remembered amongst the greats such as Torture, Epic, Logan, and JJ Biggs. Since then, I have received greif and heartache from Skyler Striker. He continuously doubts and degrades me. As he walks through the WCF Championship Series, which I also congratulate him on, he is unwilling to trust me. Me! The same man who forced Thunder to be by his side in their tag match a few months ago. The man who allowed Thunder to be Hardcore Champion to protect Skyler's safety. And the man who time and time again has shown my loyalty to Skyler and Mike Ragnal. So now, this weekend, I must do it again by facing Bobby Cairo. The sonofabitch who kidnapped Jade Striker, and continues to proclaim himself Television Champion. Well I will take that title from him. Punish him for his wicked ways. Then climb the ladder at Explosion, win back my Hardcore title, and show Skyler Striker that Danny Vice is a man of honor. A man of integrity. And a man worth trusting. And there is NOTHING anyone can do about it.
Danny slams down the microphone as "Map of the Problematique hits again. He climbs the turnbuckles to celebrate with his adoring public before heading backstage.
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Can I really do it? Can I beat him? There's a lot to me that those people don't know. I've never beaten Bobby Cairo before. Never pinned him, made him submit. We've squared off before. Lost to him by disqualification. I've defeated him in tag team situations, but it was never him I pinned. Never he who submit. He's always had the upperhand. He's beaten me twice, come to think of it. And he's a champion. For a longtime now, and a damn good one. Me...I never have even successfully defended a singles title here. Lost my hardcore title the first time it was up for grabs. And the tag titles back in the day with JJ...shit. Everyone says he was the brains and brawn. I was lucky to be there. That's what they say. I know they say it all the ti...Snap out of this Danny! Dammit! You're back. It's all going to be good again. The fans love you here. And Sunday, you'll show Skyler. You can show them all.
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Danny is walking backstage when he sees one of the men who work there up ahead in the hall. When the man turns around, Danny realizes he is no older than 18 or so. Still pimpled-face from puberty, his eyes light up when he sees the former champ heading towards him. He all too excitedly moves the mouthpeice of his headset out of his way, and walks over to shake hands with Danny.
Backstage Hand: Great work out there Mr. Vice! It sure is awesome to see you with that title shot on Sunday. Hell, you can win 'em both if you keep your mind on it. Give him hell Sunday!
Danny Vice: Thank you! It's people like you that keep me going strong!
Danny presses out the backdoor to the arena and begins to walk through the cold night to his car.
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You see...it's all going to be alright. There are people here who still believe in you. It's just a matter of believing in yourself. I know. I know. You haven't been able to believe in yourself in a longtime. It isn't easy. It's not going to happen overnight. Oh yeah, I guess it kind of has to this time. Well it is time to get started then. First thing is to let go of the past. It isn't you v. Skyler anymore. You're on the same side. Kick Cairo's ass, and he'll believe you. Help him get his little girl back. Help him be whole again. Then you too can be whole again...
