Post by thechrisavery on Jul 10, 2009 1:40:34 GMT -5
- Walking down a sidewalk southbound on a dead street, Chris Avery with his typical attire, narrates over what you see.
Chris Avery: I live my life through the darkness, creeping through the shadows to find the next criminal in which the long arm of the law can't reach. The dirty work, what have you, is something I've always thrived on, it's what I wanted to build my career, no, my life around. Except, when I was younger, and started out in professional wrestling I did the dirty work but it was the wrong kind. I was feeding evil, and taking from the innocent, and constantly questioning authority as if that was my right, as if that was the reason I was here. I was doing what a lot of naive young males do in their teens and early 20s. Lying to myself.
- Avery puts his sweatshirt hoodie over his bean head and turns to walk through an alley.
Chris Avery: Apollo, I must answer the questions you have raised about the life you live and comparing it to mine. You see, I was at the top of the game, I was in the main events, and on countless occasions I witnessed the true evil that lies in Wrestling Championship Federation. However, the difference between us is that I would never take my frustration and anger out on anyone else but me. I would never put anyone else in harm, and I would certainly never make a mistake that I could control. What I'm saying is.. I avenge the mistaken, and I give a second chance, but I never condone the actions of the accused.
- While walking we notice a storage shed where Avery has stopped. A small sign above the padlock says C. Avery. The padlock isn't locked, however, and Avery bends down and opens it up.
Chris Avery: I've gotten to know this place a bit better. Chicago is where I have been raised, but I have never known it like this. I must help this place, I must breathe air into her lungs, and continue my journey of bringing justice to the ones who have wronged her, and on this journey I have encountered a friend. I must find out more about him, though I think he can be helpful. This mission of mine may be finished, and the goal might be attained. Freedom for those who have offended, and wronged the right.
- Avery finishes the narration and opens his storage door. The camera zooms in and a tall man covered in muscles turns around. The man is wearing a thin bandanna-like mask over his eyes and is tied around the back of his head.
Tank Reaper: It's me, it's me, it's The.. Wall!!
Chris Avery: (Face-Palm). Ugh.
- Tank tells Avery it's just a joke as the scene fades out.
Chris Avery: I live my life through the darkness, creeping through the shadows to find the next criminal in which the long arm of the law can't reach. The dirty work, what have you, is something I've always thrived on, it's what I wanted to build my career, no, my life around. Except, when I was younger, and started out in professional wrestling I did the dirty work but it was the wrong kind. I was feeding evil, and taking from the innocent, and constantly questioning authority as if that was my right, as if that was the reason I was here. I was doing what a lot of naive young males do in their teens and early 20s. Lying to myself.
- Avery puts his sweatshirt hoodie over his bean head and turns to walk through an alley.
Chris Avery: Apollo, I must answer the questions you have raised about the life you live and comparing it to mine. You see, I was at the top of the game, I was in the main events, and on countless occasions I witnessed the true evil that lies in Wrestling Championship Federation. However, the difference between us is that I would never take my frustration and anger out on anyone else but me. I would never put anyone else in harm, and I would certainly never make a mistake that I could control. What I'm saying is.. I avenge the mistaken, and I give a second chance, but I never condone the actions of the accused.
- While walking we notice a storage shed where Avery has stopped. A small sign above the padlock says C. Avery. The padlock isn't locked, however, and Avery bends down and opens it up.
Chris Avery: I've gotten to know this place a bit better. Chicago is where I have been raised, but I have never known it like this. I must help this place, I must breathe air into her lungs, and continue my journey of bringing justice to the ones who have wronged her, and on this journey I have encountered a friend. I must find out more about him, though I think he can be helpful. This mission of mine may be finished, and the goal might be attained. Freedom for those who have offended, and wronged the right.
- Avery finishes the narration and opens his storage door. The camera zooms in and a tall man covered in muscles turns around. The man is wearing a thin bandanna-like mask over his eyes and is tied around the back of his head.
Tank Reaper: It's me, it's me, it's The.. Wall!!
Chris Avery: (Face-Palm). Ugh.
- Tank tells Avery it's just a joke as the scene fades out.
