Post by havok360 on Oct 12, 2005 14:38:05 GMT -5
The camera comes into focus over the Bryce Jordan Center in University Park, PA. The night sky above has the moon light shining down over the rooftop of the building. The stars are shining brightly and there are no clouds in sight. We then look directly at the lit up building and we walk to the front doors. We walk in the lit up building and walk through the hallways. We walk directly to the ring area and we notice the workers preparing the show for all the electric usage. The music is being tested and the lights are being shined down on the ring mat and through the crowd.
That way the lighting is perfect for the event known as Thursday Night Thunder. We then turn back and walk back out of the curtain and walk back down the hallway. We then pass a room, where we here a huge thump from. The door is open by a crack and the name on the door is Havok. We push open the door and we see Havok laying his head on the wall. His hands are above his head and are clinched in a fist. They are also lying on the wall and he continuously bangs on the wall with his fists. He turns his head and notices our presence and he backs off the wall. He approaches us and stares into the camera. He then walks away and takes a seat on his couch. He then begins to talk.
Havok: Tomorrow night is the night for me to shine. Tomorrow night is the night for me to finally win my first match here in Valor. Tomorrow night is the nigh to finally prove myself among my fellow family members. I am up against a person that has no family values. I am up against a man that is more worried about his ego than the well being of his family. Well come this Thursday, I am going to suck in your characteristics. Juba I am going to be just like you. I am not going to show any remorse on you come Thursday. I am going to worry more about picking up my first win here in Valor than your well being. I am going to be more worried about being accepted into the family than how much blood you shed.
Havok: Come tomorrow night, Juba, you are not going to want to be in this family anymore. You are going to want to leave and be adopted by a family that no one knows. If that is your life-dream than have at it, because I found home. Home is where you make it and come tomorrow night. When I beat you in the middle of the ring. I plan on making my home be none other than Valor.
Havok then rubs his hand on the rough couch he is sitting on. He then stands up and reaches down through the cracks of the old beat up couch. He then pulls out three rusty nails and about five staples. He then walks over to his trashcan and throws them in the trash. He then sits back down. Lies back on the rough couch and begins to speak again.
Havok: Why is it I get the piece of $hit equipment? I mean look at all this stuff, it is falling apart. Then we have all the main eventers with plasma televisions and glass coffee table. What do I have? I have a old rough piece of $hit couch. I have a cardboard box as my coffee table. My trashcan is a beat up metal trashcan that was used in a hardcore match. Well after this Thursday I am going to be climbing the ladder. When you climb the bigger your check gets. Believe me this time next month I will be living the life. I will have plasma televisions and I will have those beautiful glass coffee tables. The more I think about it, I see why I have this $hit. I have done nothing in this company or in my whole life to deserve the spotlight. I have yet to prove myself worthy amongst the other wrestlers and the owners of this company.
Havok: Well I will prove myself worthy and I will be in the spotlight sooner or later. When I do, I will be a respected family member and be cared for by my fellow brothers here in the family. Juba there is nothing you can do to stop me from catching my dream. You better think of a way to outsmart me for the win this Thursday. That is the only way you will beat me because there is no way you can take as much punishment that I can take.
Havok stands up and walks toward the door. He then stops with his hand grasped on the side of the door. He turns back and looks at us with a smirk on his face. He then begins to speak.
Havok: Juba like I said before. I am 0-2 and have the opportunity to become 1-2. I am going into this match with nothing to lose except another loss. You come into this match and have to try and keep my status at 0-3. So I am going to come at you with all that I have. I just hope you plan ahead and you are ready for what you are going to receive the Thursday. Oh and I almost forgot. You are probably going to dedicate this match to our fallen family member Eric Hardcastle. Don’t bother, because when you dedicate a match to someone important. That means you have to win and I plan on doing that this Thursday. I didn’t know Hardcastle that well, but he is a fallen family member. I am dedicating this match towards him in the respect that I gained from him. In my short time working with him.
Havok raises his hand in a salute fashion. He then waves it down and walks out the door. He yells something on his way out. He yelled.
Havok: I salute you Eric Hardcastle, I salute you.
Havok then walks out the building and into the street. He grabs his bicycle that was chained up outside. He rides away on his bicycle into the night. We follow him outside but lose focus on him and he disappears into the night. We cut to commercial starring at the night sky with the moon light blinding the camera lens.
That way the lighting is perfect for the event known as Thursday Night Thunder. We then turn back and walk back out of the curtain and walk back down the hallway. We then pass a room, where we here a huge thump from. The door is open by a crack and the name on the door is Havok. We push open the door and we see Havok laying his head on the wall. His hands are above his head and are clinched in a fist. They are also lying on the wall and he continuously bangs on the wall with his fists. He turns his head and notices our presence and he backs off the wall. He approaches us and stares into the camera. He then walks away and takes a seat on his couch. He then begins to talk.
Havok: Tomorrow night is the night for me to shine. Tomorrow night is the night for me to finally win my first match here in Valor. Tomorrow night is the nigh to finally prove myself among my fellow family members. I am up against a person that has no family values. I am up against a man that is more worried about his ego than the well being of his family. Well come this Thursday, I am going to suck in your characteristics. Juba I am going to be just like you. I am not going to show any remorse on you come Thursday. I am going to worry more about picking up my first win here in Valor than your well being. I am going to be more worried about being accepted into the family than how much blood you shed.
Havok: Come tomorrow night, Juba, you are not going to want to be in this family anymore. You are going to want to leave and be adopted by a family that no one knows. If that is your life-dream than have at it, because I found home. Home is where you make it and come tomorrow night. When I beat you in the middle of the ring. I plan on making my home be none other than Valor.
Havok then rubs his hand on the rough couch he is sitting on. He then stands up and reaches down through the cracks of the old beat up couch. He then pulls out three rusty nails and about five staples. He then walks over to his trashcan and throws them in the trash. He then sits back down. Lies back on the rough couch and begins to speak again.
Havok: Why is it I get the piece of $hit equipment? I mean look at all this stuff, it is falling apart. Then we have all the main eventers with plasma televisions and glass coffee table. What do I have? I have a old rough piece of $hit couch. I have a cardboard box as my coffee table. My trashcan is a beat up metal trashcan that was used in a hardcore match. Well after this Thursday I am going to be climbing the ladder. When you climb the bigger your check gets. Believe me this time next month I will be living the life. I will have plasma televisions and I will have those beautiful glass coffee tables. The more I think about it, I see why I have this $hit. I have done nothing in this company or in my whole life to deserve the spotlight. I have yet to prove myself worthy amongst the other wrestlers and the owners of this company.
Havok: Well I will prove myself worthy and I will be in the spotlight sooner or later. When I do, I will be a respected family member and be cared for by my fellow brothers here in the family. Juba there is nothing you can do to stop me from catching my dream. You better think of a way to outsmart me for the win this Thursday. That is the only way you will beat me because there is no way you can take as much punishment that I can take.
Havok stands up and walks toward the door. He then stops with his hand grasped on the side of the door. He turns back and looks at us with a smirk on his face. He then begins to speak.
Havok: Juba like I said before. I am 0-2 and have the opportunity to become 1-2. I am going into this match with nothing to lose except another loss. You come into this match and have to try and keep my status at 0-3. So I am going to come at you with all that I have. I just hope you plan ahead and you are ready for what you are going to receive the Thursday. Oh and I almost forgot. You are probably going to dedicate this match to our fallen family member Eric Hardcastle. Don’t bother, because when you dedicate a match to someone important. That means you have to win and I plan on doing that this Thursday. I didn’t know Hardcastle that well, but he is a fallen family member. I am dedicating this match towards him in the respect that I gained from him. In my short time working with him.
Havok raises his hand in a salute fashion. He then waves it down and walks out the door. He yells something on his way out. He yelled.
Havok: I salute you Eric Hardcastle, I salute you.
Havok then walks out the building and into the street. He grabs his bicycle that was chained up outside. He rides away on his bicycle into the night. We follow him outside but lose focus on him and he disappears into the night. We cut to commercial starring at the night sky with the moon light blinding the camera lens.
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