Post by Valor CEO on Sept 24, 2005 10:53:49 GMT -5
The sun is bringing its violent rays upon many civilians walking down the street here in Albany, New York. We look around and we come across the local library, it is a massive building. We walk up the huge amount of stairs and finally reach the door. We open the door and walk inside to discover thousands among thousands of books on shelves, no matter what you wanting to read, they guarantee to have it in. We are mesmerized by the books and start looking through all the fiction and nonfiction books. Then we discover the auto-biographies. We look through them and we come across a very interesting book, Immune’s biography. We take the book and walk to the closest table and we set the book on the table and we pull a chair up right behind us and have a seat. We crack open the book and it had the noise to prove it is a brand new book because it has never been opened. We open it up and see Chapter 1: When I was Young. We read into it and get some interesting facts about Immune a lot of people didn’t know. Then we begin to look at Chapter 2 and the book gets shut by a man behind us. It is VWA superstar Immune, and he grabs a chair and sits right across from us. He scoots the book over to be sitting right in front of him, and we realize he is carrying a book as well. Immune looks up at us and then glares back down at the book itself and begins to talk.
Immune: Wow, Immune’s Biography, everyone wanted a copy sometime in their lives, I mean this book was on everyone’s Christmas list this year, and only about half the people probably got one because it was one of the most famous books back in 2004. I was on top of the world at that time, I mean I was in different feds from all across the country, just to show off my skills, and then I got asked this year by a Mr. Lynch to join his uprising fed. At first I was a little bit skeptical but I fought around it to come to a federation that is by far my home among federations. I mean here, I fight my ass off knowing no matter who I am going to get into the ring with, my ass is going to be battered and bruised by the time that bell rings and the referee declares the winner.
Immune: Now I am aware I am on a bit of a losing streak, something I have never had in my life, and it is unleashing the animal within me. When I was informed my match with Mr. Kyzer was cancelled because Mr. Lynch was afraid of the outcome of the match, all I thought in the back of my mind was how could Mr. Lynch do that to me? I couldn’t believe he was afraid of what Mr. Kyzer was going to do to me; then I realized it isn’t about what Kyzer was going to do to me. Mr. Lynch was afraid of losing one of his main wrestlers by either going to jail for attempted murder, or was afraid I would snap completely and lose the match because my head wasn’t on straight. Now I realize why he cancelled the match. I got angry because I was afraid I wouldn’t get a match at Valor Before Glory because of my embarrassing defeat to Saku; the ringleader of my losing streak, and I have yet to beat him. No matter what I do, I can’t pull off a win against this man. That is how I used to feel anyways.
Immune: After I lost to Saku on Sunday Night Slam I snapped, everyone was talking $hit in the locker rooms, and when I heard it I shut them up physically and emotionally. Then I came across a little no body push over bitch named, Juba. Then he got in my face and tried to be a big man, but once again I beat him down like everyone else and I went along my way. I was told that he went to Mr. Lynch afterwards and begged for a match against me, and Mr. Lynch said no, because Immune was already scheduled to face Saku at Valor Before Glory. Juba begged and begged and finally brought up the suggestion to put him in the match with Saku and Immune and make it a triple threat match. Well Mr. Lynch was skeptical at first but then fell in love with the idea and granted Juba his wishes. So, I was then informed that I am going up against two men instead of one and I felt that hurt my chances of winning the match. Then I realized something, this could help me out. Saku and I both know that Juba isn’t going to step in between our hatred for each other come the Pay Per View.
Immune: Juba, in this match you are going to be our little rag doll because we are going to use your battered and bruised body as a shield or as a weapon just to beat the hell out of each other. You stepped into the lions den Juba, and for that I apologize. You had no idea what you were getting yourself into, but your pride was so high you didn’t even stop to think about it, and now you are going to feel the wrath of your insecurity because you didn’t stop to think.
Immune looks down at the book that is laying in front of him and he scoots it over to the left a little bit and then lays his book down on the table that was being grasped within Immune’s hand. We take a look at the book and it is a auto-biography of Saku. Immune then cracks open his book to hear the noise that a newly found book sounds like when it gets opened for the first time, and then he opens Saku’s book and it didn’t make a noise at all which means it gets opened a lot. Immune shakes his head back and forth looking at both of the books then glances back up at us and begins talking again.
Immune: Wow, Immune’s Biography hits newsstands around the world and is one of the top 5 books wanted in the country, and now no one even cares about it anymore. People don’t come to the library to read my book anymore, no one remembers who Immune is except me. Now I have to dig myself out of the hole I fell into and rise to the top once again where I once was. I used to walk down the street with security holding back millions of fans. Now I walk down the street alone and only get asked for spare change from homeless people. I mean what happened to me? Ever since I got in the ring with this Saku guy, my fan mail has dropped. When I talk, the fans don’t get excited. Well you know what? I come in night after night and bust my ass for those so called fans and I don’t even get the respect I deserve.
Immune: I seriously believe the only reason they cheer for me when I head to the ring is because they like my entrance music. They don’t care about Immune anymore. Now it is all about Saku, the boy who can work wonders. Well Saku you know what? This is how I look at it. This match isn’t dedicated to the fans like it used to be night after night. No, it is dedicated to myself; I am going to prove to you and everyone else out here I can beat you in the middle of the ring, and when they cheer for me, I will salute them with the American eagle (middle finger). Saku and Juba, come Valor Before Glory you better be ready to get your asses kicked because I am not afraid to unleash the animal within me anymore. I am going to dominate you and pull of the win any way I can. I will lie, cheat, or steal the victory; it doesn’t matter. All I know is this...I will win this match.
Immune stands up pushing the chair over with the back of his massive legs. Then he grabs Saku’s book and his own biography book and walked out the door with it. Immune walks down the street and by now the sun has gone down the air has gotten much cooler. Immune walks by a homeless guy down the street in a far distance and throws the Saku biography in the trash to help the man keep warm and he finishes walking down the street until he disappears into the night.
Immune: Wow, Immune’s Biography, everyone wanted a copy sometime in their lives, I mean this book was on everyone’s Christmas list this year, and only about half the people probably got one because it was one of the most famous books back in 2004. I was on top of the world at that time, I mean I was in different feds from all across the country, just to show off my skills, and then I got asked this year by a Mr. Lynch to join his uprising fed. At first I was a little bit skeptical but I fought around it to come to a federation that is by far my home among federations. I mean here, I fight my ass off knowing no matter who I am going to get into the ring with, my ass is going to be battered and bruised by the time that bell rings and the referee declares the winner.
Immune: Now I am aware I am on a bit of a losing streak, something I have never had in my life, and it is unleashing the animal within me. When I was informed my match with Mr. Kyzer was cancelled because Mr. Lynch was afraid of the outcome of the match, all I thought in the back of my mind was how could Mr. Lynch do that to me? I couldn’t believe he was afraid of what Mr. Kyzer was going to do to me; then I realized it isn’t about what Kyzer was going to do to me. Mr. Lynch was afraid of losing one of his main wrestlers by either going to jail for attempted murder, or was afraid I would snap completely and lose the match because my head wasn’t on straight. Now I realize why he cancelled the match. I got angry because I was afraid I wouldn’t get a match at Valor Before Glory because of my embarrassing defeat to Saku; the ringleader of my losing streak, and I have yet to beat him. No matter what I do, I can’t pull off a win against this man. That is how I used to feel anyways.
Immune: After I lost to Saku on Sunday Night Slam I snapped, everyone was talking $hit in the locker rooms, and when I heard it I shut them up physically and emotionally. Then I came across a little no body push over bitch named, Juba. Then he got in my face and tried to be a big man, but once again I beat him down like everyone else and I went along my way. I was told that he went to Mr. Lynch afterwards and begged for a match against me, and Mr. Lynch said no, because Immune was already scheduled to face Saku at Valor Before Glory. Juba begged and begged and finally brought up the suggestion to put him in the match with Saku and Immune and make it a triple threat match. Well Mr. Lynch was skeptical at first but then fell in love with the idea and granted Juba his wishes. So, I was then informed that I am going up against two men instead of one and I felt that hurt my chances of winning the match. Then I realized something, this could help me out. Saku and I both know that Juba isn’t going to step in between our hatred for each other come the Pay Per View.
Immune: Juba, in this match you are going to be our little rag doll because we are going to use your battered and bruised body as a shield or as a weapon just to beat the hell out of each other. You stepped into the lions den Juba, and for that I apologize. You had no idea what you were getting yourself into, but your pride was so high you didn’t even stop to think about it, and now you are going to feel the wrath of your insecurity because you didn’t stop to think.
Immune looks down at the book that is laying in front of him and he scoots it over to the left a little bit and then lays his book down on the table that was being grasped within Immune’s hand. We take a look at the book and it is a auto-biography of Saku. Immune then cracks open his book to hear the noise that a newly found book sounds like when it gets opened for the first time, and then he opens Saku’s book and it didn’t make a noise at all which means it gets opened a lot. Immune shakes his head back and forth looking at both of the books then glances back up at us and begins talking again.
Immune: Wow, Immune’s Biography hits newsstands around the world and is one of the top 5 books wanted in the country, and now no one even cares about it anymore. People don’t come to the library to read my book anymore, no one remembers who Immune is except me. Now I have to dig myself out of the hole I fell into and rise to the top once again where I once was. I used to walk down the street with security holding back millions of fans. Now I walk down the street alone and only get asked for spare change from homeless people. I mean what happened to me? Ever since I got in the ring with this Saku guy, my fan mail has dropped. When I talk, the fans don’t get excited. Well you know what? I come in night after night and bust my ass for those so called fans and I don’t even get the respect I deserve.
Immune: I seriously believe the only reason they cheer for me when I head to the ring is because they like my entrance music. They don’t care about Immune anymore. Now it is all about Saku, the boy who can work wonders. Well Saku you know what? This is how I look at it. This match isn’t dedicated to the fans like it used to be night after night. No, it is dedicated to myself; I am going to prove to you and everyone else out here I can beat you in the middle of the ring, and when they cheer for me, I will salute them with the American eagle (middle finger). Saku and Juba, come Valor Before Glory you better be ready to get your asses kicked because I am not afraid to unleash the animal within me anymore. I am going to dominate you and pull of the win any way I can. I will lie, cheat, or steal the victory; it doesn’t matter. All I know is this...I will win this match.
Immune stands up pushing the chair over with the back of his massive legs. Then he grabs Saku’s book and his own biography book and walked out the door with it. Immune walks down the street and by now the sun has gone down the air has gotten much cooler. Immune walks by a homeless guy down the street in a far distance and throws the Saku biography in the trash to help the man keep warm and he finishes walking down the street until he disappears into the night.
