Post by Tim on Dec 12, 2011 11:31:28 GMT -5
Monday, December 12, 2011
Unknown Location
11:25 PM
In a dark room, a man is shown coming out to the light.
"Hello. I am El Mideo Extremo. I am a masked wrestler. You all remembered me when you saw 3 of my matches. I won. I drew. I lost. Well, it doesn't matter if El Mideo wrestles. It's because he's dead!"
Suddenly, he angrily tears off his mask. He tears it to shreds until his real face can be seen.
"Yeah, this is me. That's the real El Mideo. The one you saw with the mask is long gone. Now, I am "The God Of Xtreme" Joel Hall."
He drops the mask pieces to the ground.
"People say that I won't make it to the top. But the truth is that I didn't get a chance to reach my full potential. Now, is my chance to rise up, and take what is mine. Respect!"
Then, he clears his throat.
"Remember before my introduction? You watched that video of the red pill and crap? Well, the guy said that he was going to offer the truth. To be honest, I'm the guy who said that he was going to offer the truth. Well, I'm going to be revealing the truth to everyone. Even to the people at WCF."
Joel takes a couple of photos out from his pocket. And it shows the people from WCF. He takes the first photo out, which shows to be Corey Black.
"Corey Black. Aren't you the guy from Slipknot? No that's Corey Taylor! Well, first things first, no one likes a Slipknot reject because it makes your opponent too embarrassed to fight you. Creeping Death? That sounds like a ghoul who's condemned by his undead brothers! Either an enigma or a dead man, he will be taken to his grave. Not now. Soon. When he faces me in the ring."
He tosses the photo away and takes out another one.
"Tek 'The Legend Thriller'. This guy thinks that he's the muthafuckin' rapper of the Streets of LA! Whoop-dee doo! Listen up chump. I heard about you wannabe rappers that come and go in the city. But meeting me would be the last thing you would do."
He throws the photo away and takes out another one, showing the picture to be of Doc Henry.
"It's the Smokin' Gun: Doc Henry! And he's out to take his hillbilly friends on a journey to becoming stupid retards that break stuff. Fortunately, that journey will end soon enough. He can come at me anytime he wants, but I'm ready. And there will be another ass to be kicked."
He throws the photo away and takes out another photo. This time, it's a picture of Adam Young.
"I remember this guy. He attacked me months ago after the battle royal match. Well, I've heard of you before. You've been a thorn on WCF's side, making insult of other wrestlers and pestering the big man himself into making you the biggest thing in the universe. The truth is that your efforts are fruitless as long as I'm here. And you call yourself 'The 1'? Buddy, 'The True 1' is right here!"
He throws the photo away and takes out another one. It shows a picture of Kaylyn James Evans.
"Ms. Perfect Ten. What a surprise. I've always wondered where you got the nickname. I'm guessing you got that when you always lose 10 matches. You don't remember me? You used to be my partner when we faced Aaron Miles in that Hardcore handicap match. The reason why we lost is because you. Miles knew that you were just cannon fodder. And knew that I could kick out a pin easily. This ruined my perfect loss-free record. Well, I learned a little lesson from that match. Don't partner up with weaklings."
He throws the photo away and takes out the next one.
"Johnny Reb. Probably the smartest redneck in the history of wrestling. Smartass or dumbass, you are still no match for me. If I had a chance to face you in a match, you'd give up before the minute the match starts."
He throws away the photo and takes out another one.
"Donald Deruty. Mr D-Day. You think you're so tough just because you used to be in the military? You think I don't know you? Well, to me, you're just another lamb to the slaughter once you become my opponent."
Then, he throws away the photo and takes out another one.
"Mr. Lumberjack, Buzzsaw Bundy. You're one of them big beefy guys that likes to throws wrestlers around. However when you face me, you'll be too slow to catch me. I'll send you back to your place. The time where you go back and perform worthless labour."
He throws the photo away and takes out another one.
"If it ain't the World Champion in the photo. Mr. Balfore. Well, keep that belt as long as you like. By the time my time has come, you can kiss that belt goodbye when I send you to the EMTs."
He throws the photo away. He takes out the final photo.
"The big boss himself, Seth Lerch. Well, all I can say is that the first time I was here, I was honored to be a part of the WCF ranks. But then, you had placed El Mideo in the unimportant parts, making him a joke to the world. Even with that one win I got, it still was not enough. I want more. I want to save the crowd from the mess you've made for this company has created."
He throws the final photo away.
"So many faces. So much opposition. So much more new blood. But one hero. And I will make sure WCF will come to light again."
After that monologue, Joel walks backwards into the darkness. The light turns off.
THE SAVIOR HAS ARRIVED...
Unknown Location
11:25 PM
In a dark room, a man is shown coming out to the light.
"Hello. I am El Mideo Extremo. I am a masked wrestler. You all remembered me when you saw 3 of my matches. I won. I drew. I lost. Well, it doesn't matter if El Mideo wrestles. It's because he's dead!"
Suddenly, he angrily tears off his mask. He tears it to shreds until his real face can be seen.
"Yeah, this is me. That's the real El Mideo. The one you saw with the mask is long gone. Now, I am "The God Of Xtreme" Joel Hall."
He drops the mask pieces to the ground.
"People say that I won't make it to the top. But the truth is that I didn't get a chance to reach my full potential. Now, is my chance to rise up, and take what is mine. Respect!"
Then, he clears his throat.
"Remember before my introduction? You watched that video of the red pill and crap? Well, the guy said that he was going to offer the truth. To be honest, I'm the guy who said that he was going to offer the truth. Well, I'm going to be revealing the truth to everyone. Even to the people at WCF."
Joel takes a couple of photos out from his pocket. And it shows the people from WCF. He takes the first photo out, which shows to be Corey Black.
"Corey Black. Aren't you the guy from Slipknot? No that's Corey Taylor! Well, first things first, no one likes a Slipknot reject because it makes your opponent too embarrassed to fight you. Creeping Death? That sounds like a ghoul who's condemned by his undead brothers! Either an enigma or a dead man, he will be taken to his grave. Not now. Soon. When he faces me in the ring."
He tosses the photo away and takes out another one.
"Tek 'The Legend Thriller'. This guy thinks that he's the muthafuckin' rapper of the Streets of LA! Whoop-dee doo! Listen up chump. I heard about you wannabe rappers that come and go in the city. But meeting me would be the last thing you would do."
He throws the photo away and takes out another one, showing the picture to be of Doc Henry.
"It's the Smokin' Gun: Doc Henry! And he's out to take his hillbilly friends on a journey to becoming stupid retards that break stuff. Fortunately, that journey will end soon enough. He can come at me anytime he wants, but I'm ready. And there will be another ass to be kicked."
He throws the photo away and takes out another photo. This time, it's a picture of Adam Young.
"I remember this guy. He attacked me months ago after the battle royal match. Well, I've heard of you before. You've been a thorn on WCF's side, making insult of other wrestlers and pestering the big man himself into making you the biggest thing in the universe. The truth is that your efforts are fruitless as long as I'm here. And you call yourself 'The 1'? Buddy, 'The True 1' is right here!"
He throws the photo away and takes out another one. It shows a picture of Kaylyn James Evans.
"Ms. Perfect Ten. What a surprise. I've always wondered where you got the nickname. I'm guessing you got that when you always lose 10 matches. You don't remember me? You used to be my partner when we faced Aaron Miles in that Hardcore handicap match. The reason why we lost is because you. Miles knew that you were just cannon fodder. And knew that I could kick out a pin easily. This ruined my perfect loss-free record. Well, I learned a little lesson from that match. Don't partner up with weaklings."
He throws the photo away and takes out the next one.
"Johnny Reb. Probably the smartest redneck in the history of wrestling. Smartass or dumbass, you are still no match for me. If I had a chance to face you in a match, you'd give up before the minute the match starts."
He throws away the photo and takes out another one.
"Donald Deruty. Mr D-Day. You think you're so tough just because you used to be in the military? You think I don't know you? Well, to me, you're just another lamb to the slaughter once you become my opponent."
Then, he throws away the photo and takes out another one.
"Mr. Lumberjack, Buzzsaw Bundy. You're one of them big beefy guys that likes to throws wrestlers around. However when you face me, you'll be too slow to catch me. I'll send you back to your place. The time where you go back and perform worthless labour."
He throws the photo away and takes out another one.
"If it ain't the World Champion in the photo. Mr. Balfore. Well, keep that belt as long as you like. By the time my time has come, you can kiss that belt goodbye when I send you to the EMTs."
He throws the photo away. He takes out the final photo.
"The big boss himself, Seth Lerch. Well, all I can say is that the first time I was here, I was honored to be a part of the WCF ranks. But then, you had placed El Mideo in the unimportant parts, making him a joke to the world. Even with that one win I got, it still was not enough. I want more. I want to save the crowd from the mess you've made for this company has created."
He throws the final photo away.
"So many faces. So much opposition. So much more new blood. But one hero. And I will make sure WCF will come to light again."
After that monologue, Joel walks backwards into the darkness. The light turns off.
THE SAVIOR HAS ARRIVED...
