Post by AdamYoung on Feb 1, 2018 16:51:18 GMT -5
Adam Young is sitting in a middle school class room at his old middle school in Merkel,Texas.
Adam- Take a look around folks, this is the place the dream started. Right in this class room yours truely began the dream of lacing up a pair of wrestling boots and stepping foot inside the squared circle to preform in front of you. I've been doing it since 1997 and in the WCF since 2009. I've seen loud mouths and assholes walk into this company and be ran the hell out. I've had one of the most heated rivalaries with Corey Black since day one. Not too fond of him but I do respect what he does in that ring. I'm one of like a handful of men who can say they have a clean pinfall victory over Joey Flash. The last time I fought for the People's championship me and old Teo stole the whole fucking show.
So I don't care big man if you do out weigh me and are taller and stronger than me, I have skill over your ass.
Adam stands up out of the desk and looks dead into the camera.
Adam- William your no Hurricane and I sure as hell aint no convict. I'm the Ultra Heel in professional wrestling and that is why fans love me. I never change who I am and never will. I call'em like I see'em. Your way too slow to keep up with me and my superior skills will leave you in the dust. Your going to find out first hand why the fans chant my name around the world when my music hits.
All you can see is Adam's blue eyes.
Adam- Hell's coming and I'll be on the black stallion leading the way William, welcome to the Terror Dome son.
Adam- Take a look around folks, this is the place the dream started. Right in this class room yours truely began the dream of lacing up a pair of wrestling boots and stepping foot inside the squared circle to preform in front of you. I've been doing it since 1997 and in the WCF since 2009. I've seen loud mouths and assholes walk into this company and be ran the hell out. I've had one of the most heated rivalaries with Corey Black since day one. Not too fond of him but I do respect what he does in that ring. I'm one of like a handful of men who can say they have a clean pinfall victory over Joey Flash. The last time I fought for the People's championship me and old Teo stole the whole fucking show.
So I don't care big man if you do out weigh me and are taller and stronger than me, I have skill over your ass.
Adam stands up out of the desk and looks dead into the camera.
Adam- William your no Hurricane and I sure as hell aint no convict. I'm the Ultra Heel in professional wrestling and that is why fans love me. I never change who I am and never will. I call'em like I see'em. Your way too slow to keep up with me and my superior skills will leave you in the dust. Your going to find out first hand why the fans chant my name around the world when my music hits.
I AM the people--the mob--the crowd--the mass.
Do you know that all the great work of the world is
done through me?
I am the workingman, the inventor, the maker of the
world's food and clothes.
I am the audience that witnesses history. The Napoleons
come from me and the Lincolns. They die. And
then I send forth more Napoleons and Lincolns.
I am the seed ground. I am a prairie that will stand
for much plowing. Terrible storms pass over me.
I forget. The best of me is sucked out and wasted.
I forget. Everything but Death comes to me and
makes me work and give up what I have. And I
forget.
Sometimes I growl, shake myself and spatter a few red
drops for history to remember. Then--I forget.
When I, the People, learn to remember, when I, the
People, use the lessons of yesterday and no longer
forget who robbed me last year, who played me for
a fool--then there will be no speaker in all the world
say the name: "The People," with any fleck of a
sneer in his voice or any far-off smile of derision.
The mob--the crowd--the mass--will arrive then.
Do you know that all the great work of the world is
done through me?
I am the workingman, the inventor, the maker of the
world's food and clothes.
I am the audience that witnesses history. The Napoleons
come from me and the Lincolns. They die. And
then I send forth more Napoleons and Lincolns.
I am the seed ground. I am a prairie that will stand
for much plowing. Terrible storms pass over me.
I forget. The best of me is sucked out and wasted.
I forget. Everything but Death comes to me and
makes me work and give up what I have. And I
forget.
Sometimes I growl, shake myself and spatter a few red
drops for history to remember. Then--I forget.
When I, the People, learn to remember, when I, the
People, use the lessons of yesterday and no longer
forget who robbed me last year, who played me for
a fool--then there will be no speaker in all the world
say the name: "The People," with any fleck of a
sneer in his voice or any far-off smile of derision.
The mob--the crowd--the mass--will arrive then.
All you can see is Adam's blue eyes.
Adam- Hell's coming and I'll be on the black stallion leading the way William, welcome to the Terror Dome son.