Post by havoc on Jul 24, 2009 5:39:51 GMT -5
"I Want It All" comes over the P.A's as the crowd instantly reacts with boos. As the man known soly as Havoc, and possibly the Shazam (but he's not admitting to it), makes his presence known on the entrance ramp. He's dressed in a short sleeve collared blue shirt with an anarchy symbol on the back, and a pair of black jeans. He has a mic in hand. He makes his way down the ramp and slides into the ring. He pushes some hair out of his face and raises the mic to his mouth.
Ultimate Showdown is only two days away and I have yet to hear that the Breathtakers have accepted my offer. So I make my offer one more time, in two days at Ultimate Showdown Chris, Brandon, PLEASE don't show up. Instead do something with your lives and enroll in college, and then after that if you still feel the itch of wrestling. Come back and I'll embrace you with open arms. Hell if you still want to wrestle after you've graduated I'll take you under my wing myself. I'll teach you everything I know, and make sure you have the best. But don't you dare look life in the face and spit in it. Don't you dare open that door of opportunities and slam the door in her face. Brandon, Chris in this world of professional wrestling too few are the opportunities, too few are the choices and too few are the options when your in it. You see once your in this business you can never truly get out. As I tried to do oh so long ago when I was unceremoniously kicked out. I left and tried to do something else, I tried to forget about my past and I tried to move on. But I was never able to, you see Chris, Brandon, wrestling is like a virus. Once it's inside you, you can never be cured of it, not completely. So should you two decide to show up at Ultimate Showdown, I will be forced to dismantle you. Piece by piece until there is nothing left.
The crowd boos at Havoc's bold statement and start a Breathtakers chant. Havoc stops and looks around, he pushes some hair out of his face and raises the mic again.
Brandon, Chris do you hear these people? Do you hear them chanting your name? It's an exhilarating feeling isn't it? When you hear arena's full of people chanting your name or cheering for your every move, I'll admit is probably one of the greatest feelings ever. But with that high comes a terrible low. Because one day all those cheers of adoration will turn and they will sour and your ears won't hear cheering instead you will hear boos and profanities. As I look out in the crowd I can see all these pathetic people for who they truly are. But can they see me? Do you see that man over there hold the sign that says "Die Havoc"?
The camera focuses in on that man as he waves his sign and gives Havoc the finger, the crowd cheers him.
Die Havoc? Sir you don't even know me. Why would you want me to die? I hope you know your setting a great example for your children. I hope your sterile because I don't feel comfortable with someone like you having offspring.
The man holds up a young boy, presumably his son, and his son proceeds to give Havoc the finger.
Brandon. Chris. Are these the people you want cheering your names? Are these the very people you hope to inspire? Look around you, when your 30 and in a wheelchair are these the people that are going to help pay your bills? Are these the people that will help keep a roof over your head or food in your stomach? Or are these the people that will see you homeless on the street and call you trash or turn and walk away from you because the very sight of you disgusts them? Brandon, Chris think about that and make your choice.
With that Havoc drops his mic and walks up the ramp to a sea of boos and profanities. He doesn't pay them any mind but stops at the top of the ramp and looks around for a brief moment before going backstage.
Ultimate Showdown is only two days away and I have yet to hear that the Breathtakers have accepted my offer. So I make my offer one more time, in two days at Ultimate Showdown Chris, Brandon, PLEASE don't show up. Instead do something with your lives and enroll in college, and then after that if you still feel the itch of wrestling. Come back and I'll embrace you with open arms. Hell if you still want to wrestle after you've graduated I'll take you under my wing myself. I'll teach you everything I know, and make sure you have the best. But don't you dare look life in the face and spit in it. Don't you dare open that door of opportunities and slam the door in her face. Brandon, Chris in this world of professional wrestling too few are the opportunities, too few are the choices and too few are the options when your in it. You see once your in this business you can never truly get out. As I tried to do oh so long ago when I was unceremoniously kicked out. I left and tried to do something else, I tried to forget about my past and I tried to move on. But I was never able to, you see Chris, Brandon, wrestling is like a virus. Once it's inside you, you can never be cured of it, not completely. So should you two decide to show up at Ultimate Showdown, I will be forced to dismantle you. Piece by piece until there is nothing left.
The crowd boos at Havoc's bold statement and start a Breathtakers chant. Havoc stops and looks around, he pushes some hair out of his face and raises the mic again.
Brandon, Chris do you hear these people? Do you hear them chanting your name? It's an exhilarating feeling isn't it? When you hear arena's full of people chanting your name or cheering for your every move, I'll admit is probably one of the greatest feelings ever. But with that high comes a terrible low. Because one day all those cheers of adoration will turn and they will sour and your ears won't hear cheering instead you will hear boos and profanities. As I look out in the crowd I can see all these pathetic people for who they truly are. But can they see me? Do you see that man over there hold the sign that says "Die Havoc"?
The camera focuses in on that man as he waves his sign and gives Havoc the finger, the crowd cheers him.
Die Havoc? Sir you don't even know me. Why would you want me to die? I hope you know your setting a great example for your children. I hope your sterile because I don't feel comfortable with someone like you having offspring.
The man holds up a young boy, presumably his son, and his son proceeds to give Havoc the finger.
Brandon. Chris. Are these the people you want cheering your names? Are these the very people you hope to inspire? Look around you, when your 30 and in a wheelchair are these the people that are going to help pay your bills? Are these the people that will help keep a roof over your head or food in your stomach? Or are these the people that will see you homeless on the street and call you trash or turn and walk away from you because the very sight of you disgusts them? Brandon, Chris think about that and make your choice.
With that Havoc drops his mic and walks up the ramp to a sea of boos and profanities. He doesn't pay them any mind but stops at the top of the ramp and looks around for a brief moment before going backstage.
