Post by havok360 on Dec 30, 2005 13:42:46 GMT -5
The camera comes into focus looking over a clothing store. On the inside we see many aisles of tuxedos and high quality clothing. On the far end of one of the aisles, we see Valor superstar Havok. We zoom in closer and notice many styles of clothes dangling from his right forearm as he is walking through the store. We move in closer, and Havok is seen and heard talking to himself. He turns around and notices the camera in his face and he places his hand on the lens of the camera and pushes it away. He continues to walk through the store and the camera gets back into focus and begins following him again. He once again notices the camera is following him so he turns around and crosses his arms and begins to talk.
Havok: You all really don’t know when to let me be do you? What is it? You like listening to me talk that much? Well if so that is good because I have a lot to get off my chest. So take a seat on that shoe bench and I will begin from there.
Havok walks behind the camera and slides out the shoe bench, which you sit on to try on shoes. The camera man sits down on the bench and Havok walks back into the picture. He walks a couple feet and pulls out another shoe bench and drags it over to be a couple of feet away from the camera. He sits down and clinches his fingers together and looks directly into the camera and begins to speak.
Havok: A lot of you might be wondering why I am here shopping with the rich people. The ones of you that stay tuned into Valor constantly know exactly why I am here. Recently my grandmother passed away, Finally! I had to act like the grandson she always wanted, just so I could have a place for shelter. I had no money but I knew my grandmother did. So I put my plan into action, by acting like the nice grandson. Well in her will she left my millions and millions of dollars and now I am loaded. I appreciate her leaving it to me, but I just wish she would have died sooner, so I wouldn’t have had to deal with her ways for that long.
Havok looks to his left and finds a black pair of dress shoes. He reaches over and places them in his lap and examines them. He nods his head in an approval fashion and places the shoes back up on the shelf. He then looks back up at the camera and begins to speak.
Havok: You know, now I am seeing life in a brand new light. I am seeing the finer things of life. I am able to buy what I want. I am able to be independent. I don’t need to fall back on anyone or anything anymore. I couldn’t say that about my opponent at slam though. This is a man that has been living off of that YLC trophy. Okay so you went on after you beat me, it was a fluke. I had a bad night and granted you took that as your advantage Quickenbosh. Except, back then I had respect for you. Now I would piss on your grave if you died here tonight. Why? Most of you would ask. This is a man that has done nothing within Valor. He calls himself a Valor superstar, but what exactly has he done for Valor? He won the trophy under the name of Valor, but besides that he has done nothing for this company. Nothing to support this family within Valor. Quickenbosh is the outcast of this family and at Slam I am going to take out Quickenbosh and help this family to become more established. To be a family of true dedicated wrestlers, not a young punk that thinks he is god within the junior weight division.
Havok looks behind the camera and notices families walking together through the store. He then begins to nod once again only not as noticeable. He then focuses back in on the camera and begins to speak.
Havok: Quickenbosh is a joke. This is a man that cared more about respect than the main goal. Yes, I used to be loved by all the fans, but that isn’t the way I am anymore and I am glad. I don’t have to worry about disappointing the fans if I lose, but I also get to disappoint the fans when I crush my competition that they all love like, Quickenbosh. Back to what I was saying earlier. What has Quickenbosh done for this federation? Was he the one fighting Martin Paine for the Junior Weight Championship at Holiday Havoc? No, I was and why is that? That is because I am a true fighter, a man that dedicates his time to his federation and dedicates his time at nothing but greatness. Sure, I lost at Holiday Havoc to become the first Junior Weight Champion, but I will bounce back. I will fight to become the number one contender once again and I will defeat Martin. One step at a time though, now facing me I have Quickenbosh standing in my way at greatness.
Havok stands up and grabs the shoe bench and drags it back over to where it was originally placed. He motions for us to follow him as he walks towards the checkout line. As he is standing in line he begins to speak.
Havok: Now in just a few days I am going to be in the middle of the ring with Quickenbosh one on one for the first time within Valor. The records are clear and now I have a chance to redeem my name. For these fans? Hell no! For myself, Damn straight. I am going in there to prove to myself that Quickenbosh isn’t as good as the critics make him out to be and to finally shut the fans up. I know going into this match I am going to get booed and spit at. I don’t care though, the only reason those animals act that way is because I have money now and they don’t. Sure it was a huge exchange for money, money for my grandmother’s life, but I would do it again and again with the rest of my life to come. I never thought money could bring happiness, I always thought the family and fans of Valor made me happy. That was funny though, I mean who needs the fans and the other members of Valor to watch my back? When you have money, bags and bags of money?
Havok places his merchandise on the track of the line. He stands there as the cashier is ringing him out. The total comes up and Havok reaches into his back pocket and pulls out a debit card. He swipes it and grabs his stuff. As he walks towards the door he stops and looks at us and begins to speak.
Havok: Come Sunday on Slam, I am going to defeat Quickenbosh. I now know what he has to offer when he steps into the ring. The only thing different in this match is my attitude towards things. I will lie, cheat, and steal a victory away from Quickenbosh. I will stop at nothing to defeat Quickenbosh and grab the limelight away from a joker and place it on a man that deserves it. If I have to, I will use my money to reach the top, but Martin eventually you and I will step into the ring together once more and this time the result will be different. I will walk out the champion, but first my journey starts with Quickenbosh. Sorry, Quickenbosh, but you are the stepping stone to greatness and I have no problem chiseling away your career in front of all those fans. As they cry and pout, I will be the one standing over you with my hand raised in victory. Quickenbosh at Slam my name will be cleared of ever losing to you and slowly as I raise to greatness you will sink to midcard at best, and the fans will have no choice but to praise the man with all the money.
Havok gets a smirk on his face and then turns around and walks towards the door. He walks through the detector and walks out the door to his car. he places the merchandise in the trunk and walks up to the front driver’s seat. He gets in and starts the ignition and places it in reverse and pulls out of the parking lot. He places it in drive and squeals down the parking lot aisle. We fade to commercial watching as Havok takes off on the main street.
Havok: You all really don’t know when to let me be do you? What is it? You like listening to me talk that much? Well if so that is good because I have a lot to get off my chest. So take a seat on that shoe bench and I will begin from there.
Havok walks behind the camera and slides out the shoe bench, which you sit on to try on shoes. The camera man sits down on the bench and Havok walks back into the picture. He walks a couple feet and pulls out another shoe bench and drags it over to be a couple of feet away from the camera. He sits down and clinches his fingers together and looks directly into the camera and begins to speak.
Havok: A lot of you might be wondering why I am here shopping with the rich people. The ones of you that stay tuned into Valor constantly know exactly why I am here. Recently my grandmother passed away, Finally! I had to act like the grandson she always wanted, just so I could have a place for shelter. I had no money but I knew my grandmother did. So I put my plan into action, by acting like the nice grandson. Well in her will she left my millions and millions of dollars and now I am loaded. I appreciate her leaving it to me, but I just wish she would have died sooner, so I wouldn’t have had to deal with her ways for that long.
Havok looks to his left and finds a black pair of dress shoes. He reaches over and places them in his lap and examines them. He nods his head in an approval fashion and places the shoes back up on the shelf. He then looks back up at the camera and begins to speak.
Havok: You know, now I am seeing life in a brand new light. I am seeing the finer things of life. I am able to buy what I want. I am able to be independent. I don’t need to fall back on anyone or anything anymore. I couldn’t say that about my opponent at slam though. This is a man that has been living off of that YLC trophy. Okay so you went on after you beat me, it was a fluke. I had a bad night and granted you took that as your advantage Quickenbosh. Except, back then I had respect for you. Now I would piss on your grave if you died here tonight. Why? Most of you would ask. This is a man that has done nothing within Valor. He calls himself a Valor superstar, but what exactly has he done for Valor? He won the trophy under the name of Valor, but besides that he has done nothing for this company. Nothing to support this family within Valor. Quickenbosh is the outcast of this family and at Slam I am going to take out Quickenbosh and help this family to become more established. To be a family of true dedicated wrestlers, not a young punk that thinks he is god within the junior weight division.
Havok looks behind the camera and notices families walking together through the store. He then begins to nod once again only not as noticeable. He then focuses back in on the camera and begins to speak.
Havok: Quickenbosh is a joke. This is a man that cared more about respect than the main goal. Yes, I used to be loved by all the fans, but that isn’t the way I am anymore and I am glad. I don’t have to worry about disappointing the fans if I lose, but I also get to disappoint the fans when I crush my competition that they all love like, Quickenbosh. Back to what I was saying earlier. What has Quickenbosh done for this federation? Was he the one fighting Martin Paine for the Junior Weight Championship at Holiday Havoc? No, I was and why is that? That is because I am a true fighter, a man that dedicates his time to his federation and dedicates his time at nothing but greatness. Sure, I lost at Holiday Havoc to become the first Junior Weight Champion, but I will bounce back. I will fight to become the number one contender once again and I will defeat Martin. One step at a time though, now facing me I have Quickenbosh standing in my way at greatness.
Havok stands up and grabs the shoe bench and drags it back over to where it was originally placed. He motions for us to follow him as he walks towards the checkout line. As he is standing in line he begins to speak.
Havok: Now in just a few days I am going to be in the middle of the ring with Quickenbosh one on one for the first time within Valor. The records are clear and now I have a chance to redeem my name. For these fans? Hell no! For myself, Damn straight. I am going in there to prove to myself that Quickenbosh isn’t as good as the critics make him out to be and to finally shut the fans up. I know going into this match I am going to get booed and spit at. I don’t care though, the only reason those animals act that way is because I have money now and they don’t. Sure it was a huge exchange for money, money for my grandmother’s life, but I would do it again and again with the rest of my life to come. I never thought money could bring happiness, I always thought the family and fans of Valor made me happy. That was funny though, I mean who needs the fans and the other members of Valor to watch my back? When you have money, bags and bags of money?
Havok places his merchandise on the track of the line. He stands there as the cashier is ringing him out. The total comes up and Havok reaches into his back pocket and pulls out a debit card. He swipes it and grabs his stuff. As he walks towards the door he stops and looks at us and begins to speak.
Havok: Come Sunday on Slam, I am going to defeat Quickenbosh. I now know what he has to offer when he steps into the ring. The only thing different in this match is my attitude towards things. I will lie, cheat, and steal a victory away from Quickenbosh. I will stop at nothing to defeat Quickenbosh and grab the limelight away from a joker and place it on a man that deserves it. If I have to, I will use my money to reach the top, but Martin eventually you and I will step into the ring together once more and this time the result will be different. I will walk out the champion, but first my journey starts with Quickenbosh. Sorry, Quickenbosh, but you are the stepping stone to greatness and I have no problem chiseling away your career in front of all those fans. As they cry and pout, I will be the one standing over you with my hand raised in victory. Quickenbosh at Slam my name will be cleared of ever losing to you and slowly as I raise to greatness you will sink to midcard at best, and the fans will have no choice but to praise the man with all the money.
Havok gets a smirk on his face and then turns around and walks towards the door. He walks through the detector and walks out the door to his car. he places the merchandise in the trunk and walks up to the front driver’s seat. He gets in and starts the ignition and places it in reverse and pulls out of the parking lot. He places it in drive and squeals down the parking lot aisle. We fade to commercial watching as Havok takes off on the main street.
