Post by Teo Blaze on Sept 30, 2018 18:11:31 GMT -5
The viewer is greeted by a television screen, playing a jovial soundtrack as it fades in to a local morning talk show. The smiling host greets the viewers with a perfect row of ivory as she looks over her plain wooden desk and white coffee cup with her own face on it.
Television host: Good morning, everybody! Welcome to the show! My first guest for this evening will be WCF Legend Jayson Price, who I understand has a very important announcement about either a new book, or movie, or something I’m sure. These wrestlers are all about the self promotion, am I right?
Crowd: Booooooo!
Voice: WCF Forever, bitch!
Crowd: Dub See Eff! Dub See Eff! Dub See Eff! Dub See Eff!
Television Host: Ahem…. It looks like the audience is particularly interested in our guest today, so without further ado, let’s bring on Mr Jayson Priiiii…
Teo Blaze: Ladies and Gentlemen, do not adjust your sets, for what you see before you is no illusion. Don’t think for even a microsecond about touching that dial, for your eyes do not deceive your precious brains.
This is an official emergency broadcast on behalf of the one, and only, TRUE king of all Media….The irreplaceable Teo Blaze.
Oh my people, it has been too long, too long since I have beheld your precious gaze, too long since my glorious message has had the chance to ride the airwaves like a wild bull, and let me tell you that it tastes sweet as sugar! Oh yes it does.
Teo grins, twirling the scepter in his hand like a baton, enjoying the rythm and the patter of his words, and with a grin, continues.
Teo Blaze: But don’t let any man, woman, or child get this precious situation twisted, oh no, for the reason that your king has returned does not come from a place of ego, from a place of twisted selfish motivation, no!
I am here today to announce my official return to the airwaves, and I am here for one reason and one reason alone, and that is you, WCF.
That’s right, WCF, Teo Blaze has taken over the airwaves on your behalf to announce that it has become clear to me once more, the truth, the tragic paradox of these precious halls, and let me spell it out for your clear as day.
There are so many names on this roster, so many individuals, so many people so focused on grabbing onto the precious golden prizes of this company that they have lost track, lost focus, lost their mind in pursuit of a victory!
They have taken their eyes off the proverbial ball, boys and girls. In the name of Wrestling, the ultimate sport of athleticism meeting entertainment, they have forgotten half of the equation! They forget that the reason that we are able to be hear, the very lifeblood of these stadiums, the very reason that we get the chance to do what we do each and every night is because of the hardworking men and women who hand over their hard earned paychecks to be a part of something bigger than themselves!
To for a moment, for an instant, to witness the magic that can only happen between those ropes, to witness titanic heroes crush incorrigible villains, to watch the spectacle unfold like a grecian myth! It’s perfect, it’s beautiful, it’s wonderful!
It is, for lack of a better phrase, one of a kind.
It is for you, ladies and gentlemen, that I want to focus my efforts. I will not hide the fact that I am just as guilty of some of these harmful tendencies, and indeed to portray myself as immune to greed would be beyond misleading.
But listen very carefully to what I am about to say. When I looked my own demise straight in the eyes, I had a realization, like a lightbulb coming on over my head, like a beautiful moment of clarity the likes of which has not been seen in ages.
Mask or no Mask? You can’t change who I am on the inside.
And deep down, after all of the records, after all of the title wins, all of the faces, all of the symbols…
I am just a man who wants to make you smile.
So this is the part where I turn from the WCF Galaxy to the WCF Roster. This is a message, and a warning.
If you know the joy, the indescribable instant that comes from seeing a young face look up at a glorious hero, the feeling of transcending this reality and moving into something great, something amazing, something that you can’t even properly put into words? Then you have an ally in me. From this day forth, if you mess with them, you mess with me.
If you would deprive them of seeing a hard fought athletic competition, if you would take away their chance to join us in this glorious world in the name of your own selfish fucking ambitions?
Then we are going to have a problem.
Church of Singh, Guardians, Eccentrix, McPherson, heck, I’ll throw down with Joey Flash or Dune if I need to, you hear a quiver in my voice kiddos? That’s what I thought.
You know who you are when you hear me say these words, you pieces of slime covered filth who hide behind your own justifications and practice the most despicable things in the world without so much as an instant’s worth of regret?
You who hold up your own accomplishments as the most valuable thing in your entire lives? Who think that you stand as the one exception, the one person who can spite everyone around him and still walk out on top?
If you think I’m talking to you right now, you need to be worried.
You need to be scared. Because a reckoning is coming. Let me say it again, because this will be your only warning.
As of this moment, I am reclaiming my Title as the People’s Champion. And I don’t give a damn whether or not you hand me a belt to represent it, each and every one of you knows that it’s a title that I have earned ten times over.
I am the voice of the voiceless. I am the one who speaks for those who cannot themselves act. I am the anger, I am the revenge.
I'm your worst nightmare realized, and I am the salvation of the Wrestling Fan.
You give me a reason and you see what happens, WCF.
Starting now, this is a revolution.
The People’s Revolution.
And I am it’s voice.
Turn your head away from our sound at your own risk...but be ready for the consequences.
With this, the Television screen fades with a crash of static back to the regularly scheduled programming.
TV Host: Mr. Price, please put your pants back on! I can’t lose another job because of the WCF!
Crowd: Dub See Eff! Dub See Eff! Dub See Eff! Dub See Eff! Dub See Eff! Dub See Eff! Dub See Eff!
Television host: Good morning, everybody! Welcome to the show! My first guest for this evening will be WCF Legend Jayson Price, who I understand has a very important announcement about either a new book, or movie, or something I’m sure. These wrestlers are all about the self promotion, am I right?
Crowd: Booooooo!
Voice: WCF Forever, bitch!
Crowd: Dub See Eff! Dub See Eff! Dub See Eff! Dub See Eff!
Television Host: Ahem…. It looks like the audience is particularly interested in our guest today, so without further ado, let’s bring on Mr Jayson Priiiii…
THE FOLLOWING IS AN EMERGENCY BROADCAST FROM WCF'S REIGNING KING OF ALL MEDIA
Teo Blaze: I'm sorry, were you expecting someone else?
Teo Blaze: Ladies and Gentlemen, do not adjust your sets, for what you see before you is no illusion. Don’t think for even a microsecond about touching that dial, for your eyes do not deceive your precious brains.
This is an official emergency broadcast on behalf of the one, and only, TRUE king of all Media….The irreplaceable Teo Blaze.
Oh my people, it has been too long, too long since I have beheld your precious gaze, too long since my glorious message has had the chance to ride the airwaves like a wild bull, and let me tell you that it tastes sweet as sugar! Oh yes it does.
Teo grins, twirling the scepter in his hand like a baton, enjoying the rythm and the patter of his words, and with a grin, continues.
Teo Blaze: But don’t let any man, woman, or child get this precious situation twisted, oh no, for the reason that your king has returned does not come from a place of ego, from a place of twisted selfish motivation, no!
I am here today to announce my official return to the airwaves, and I am here for one reason and one reason alone, and that is you, WCF.
That’s right, WCF, Teo Blaze has taken over the airwaves on your behalf to announce that it has become clear to me once more, the truth, the tragic paradox of these precious halls, and let me spell it out for your clear as day.
There are so many names on this roster, so many individuals, so many people so focused on grabbing onto the precious golden prizes of this company that they have lost track, lost focus, lost their mind in pursuit of a victory!
They have taken their eyes off the proverbial ball, boys and girls. In the name of Wrestling, the ultimate sport of athleticism meeting entertainment, they have forgotten half of the equation! They forget that the reason that we are able to be hear, the very lifeblood of these stadiums, the very reason that we get the chance to do what we do each and every night is because of the hardworking men and women who hand over their hard earned paychecks to be a part of something bigger than themselves!
To for a moment, for an instant, to witness the magic that can only happen between those ropes, to witness titanic heroes crush incorrigible villains, to watch the spectacle unfold like a grecian myth! It’s perfect, it’s beautiful, it’s wonderful!
It is, for lack of a better phrase, one of a kind.
It is for you, ladies and gentlemen, that I want to focus my efforts. I will not hide the fact that I am just as guilty of some of these harmful tendencies, and indeed to portray myself as immune to greed would be beyond misleading.
But listen very carefully to what I am about to say. When I looked my own demise straight in the eyes, I had a realization, like a lightbulb coming on over my head, like a beautiful moment of clarity the likes of which has not been seen in ages.
Mask or no Mask? You can’t change who I am on the inside.
And deep down, after all of the records, after all of the title wins, all of the faces, all of the symbols…
I am just a man who wants to make you smile.
So this is the part where I turn from the WCF Galaxy to the WCF Roster. This is a message, and a warning.
If you know the joy, the indescribable instant that comes from seeing a young face look up at a glorious hero, the feeling of transcending this reality and moving into something great, something amazing, something that you can’t even properly put into words? Then you have an ally in me. From this day forth, if you mess with them, you mess with me.
If you would deprive them of seeing a hard fought athletic competition, if you would take away their chance to join us in this glorious world in the name of your own selfish fucking ambitions?
Then we are going to have a problem.
Church of Singh, Guardians, Eccentrix, McPherson, heck, I’ll throw down with Joey Flash or Dune if I need to, you hear a quiver in my voice kiddos? That’s what I thought.
You know who you are when you hear me say these words, you pieces of slime covered filth who hide behind your own justifications and practice the most despicable things in the world without so much as an instant’s worth of regret?
You who hold up your own accomplishments as the most valuable thing in your entire lives? Who think that you stand as the one exception, the one person who can spite everyone around him and still walk out on top?
If you think I’m talking to you right now, you need to be worried.
You need to be scared. Because a reckoning is coming. Let me say it again, because this will be your only warning.
As of this moment, I am reclaiming my Title as the People’s Champion. And I don’t give a damn whether or not you hand me a belt to represent it, each and every one of you knows that it’s a title that I have earned ten times over.
I am the voice of the voiceless. I am the one who speaks for those who cannot themselves act. I am the anger, I am the revenge.
I'm your worst nightmare realized, and I am the salvation of the Wrestling Fan.
You give me a reason and you see what happens, WCF.
Starting now, this is a revolution.
The People’s Revolution.
And I am it’s voice.
Turn your head away from our sound at your own risk...but be ready for the consequences.
With this, the Television screen fades with a crash of static back to the regularly scheduled programming.
TV Host: Mr. Price, please put your pants back on! I can’t lose another job because of the WCF!
Crowd: Dub See Eff! Dub See Eff! Dub See Eff! Dub See Eff! Dub See Eff! Dub See Eff! Dub See Eff!