Post by Valor CEO on Sept 15, 2005 20:43:24 GMT -5
We come to a very bright city with cars driving by with smiles on their faces except for some that have frowns on their faces. People are walking down the street talking to each other as they are out for a jog, walking with their loved one, or walking their dogs. We notice no matter what the people are doing in this town they all look towards the Wicomico Civic Center as they are passing by. People are awaiting a couple of more days until the night finally is here, Sunday Night Slam. We look over towards the arena and see it just sitting there dark and awaiting to be used in a few days. We keep staring at the arena and notice a light where the ring sits lights up and when you look more carefully you can see the chain on the door has been messed with so someone could insert the building. Then we walk over to the door of the arena and slowly push it open and make our way inside. We walk through the halls and backstage until we hear someone speaking down around the ring area. So we climb the short stairs and make our way through the curtain where the wrestlers make their entrances before the matches. We make our way down the ramp and notice that the lights are all out except the security lights that surround the ring. The lights surrounding the ring are very dim and you get a cold chill as you stand in the middle of the ring. We look around and notice no one around so we start to walk out of the ring until we hear a big bang behind us. We turn around and there is VWA superstar Immune leaning up against the turnbuckle paddings, with a spotlight shining down on him. Immune is looking at his fingernails, and is picking the gunk out from underneath his fingernails. Immune then looks up and looks back down at his hand and begins to speak.
Immune: I realize all of you came in here for a couple of reasons. One you wanting to know who it was that broke into the arena and two you wanted to get a sneak peek at the arena before the show started and all the lightings and stuff were turned on. Well now you know, because of your good old friend Immune. Now that you got your suspicion out of the way lets talk about this arena, or any arenas in the world. You come to the ring and all you see is complete darkness with a couple of security lights, and you feel really bored. I mean you look into the empty seats and realize this place is boring without someone to liven up the show, well guess what that is why I am here. I come here to bring you the fans, enjoyable evenings and pleasure as you sit and watch me fight off against some of the biggest names to ever hit the stages. It takes someone to bring a light down to start the show and as you see the light chose me, Immune. I came in here today to get a strategy plan going, see a lot of people work out all week, not me I work out some but a lot of my time is mental strategies. You see this week I am lucky enough to go one on one with the great Saku. For like the 100th time in my career it seems like, but I guess we bring in the results, because they keep putting us against each other. This Sunday the lights will be on and pyros will be set to bring the fans of VWA the best time of there lives here in Salsibury, Maryland.
Immune then gets off the turnbuckle and jumps up on the top turnbuckle and sits on it, he then rearranges the top turnbuckle because it wasn’t buckled down all the way since the show hasn’t started yet. Immune then looks up at the security lights and then back down at us and begins to talk again.
Immune: Saku...I mean, I really don't have much to say about this fool that I haven't already said in the past, but I want to get my point across, so here it goes. Saku they put us up against each other once again and I have to admit you have demolished me every time but not this time. This time I have worried less about my looks for the fans and studied more about my opponent. I have done research on your wrestling moves and watched movies so I can be ready for everything you throw at me. I'm going to be ready for every one of your moves, tricks, and counters. I'm going to start living up to my namesake...Immune. That's right...I'm going to be Immune to everything you've got Saku.
Immune then claps his hands to give himself around of applause, for coming up with that statement quick fast and in a hurry then begins to talk again.
Immune: Saku, you're quick. You're lightning fast in and out of the ring. I know you're lightning fast out of the ring because your wife told me so. Heh, good job...Minute Man. That's neither here nor there Saku because what you do out of the ring doesn't change the fact that I have a losing record against you; that's going to change starting Sunday. You walk around and act like you're the big dog on campus who can boss people around and I'm really getting sick of your shit. You have done nothing here to show you are better than me. True you made it farther into the tourney than I did, but when you made it to the finals; what did you do Saku, you choked, like always. You're going to choke on Sunday because you can't handle pressure. You have the whole world watching you because you're in a slump Saku. Two straight losses in two straight nights. People don't want you to lose again Saku, they want you to get back to your winning ways by beating me. They prefer you over me...they don't think I have what it takes to beat you. I know I have fans and I know I have enemies, but come Sunday, you are my worst enemy Saku. I am going to take your ego and throw it out a 100 story building and watch it fall and smash to pieces, and most fun of all I am going to watch as you break down, because after Slam I am going to destroy your dream.
Immune jumps down off the turnbuckle and steps foot outside of the ring. He walks over to the announcer’s table and picks up a microphone. Immune flips the switch on the microphone and turns it on and makes his way up the ramp. As he is walking up the ramp he turns around and walks the rest of the way up the ramp backwards before coming to a stop and talking again.
Immune: Saku, I am not going to sit hear and threaten you all day and tell you what I am going to do to you, so I am going to break this down for you. I am going to punch you in the face and knock you out. I am going to slam you into the turnbuckle and pound on your limp body. I am going to do a couple of power slams, and then hit my finisher for the win. I'll even go so far as to say that I want to end your career so that I don't have to deal with your crap anymore. I might take a chair and smash your face, break your leg, or crack your back just to make my statement. Saku usually I am Mr. Nice Guy, but you'd have a change in attitude too if you lost all the time. So now I am through being a baby and letting people push me around. I'm standing up for myself, and I'm going to push you to the level I was at once. Saku come Sunday, it isn’t even going to be a real match because I won't have to waste all my energy on you. All you are this Sunday is a stepping stone towards Valor Before Glory. You’re just a warm up match for my biggest challenger yet…Kyzer. Saku, you may be my worst enemy now, but I do wish you the best of luck. Just realize one thing, your luck will eventually run out, and you're going to need every last bit of it to beat me!
Immune slams the microphone down on the stage as a ringing noise blasts through the speakers. Immune then turns around and walks through the curtains. We stand in the middle of the ring dumbfounded, trying to figure out what is running through the mind of Immune. We walk slowly out of the ring and as we make our way out of the ring the spot light goes out and we walk in the dark up the stage alone. We walk through the curtains and out the arena doors and walk down the street lonely and fade into the darkness given off from the clouds blocking the sun.
Immune: I realize all of you came in here for a couple of reasons. One you wanting to know who it was that broke into the arena and two you wanted to get a sneak peek at the arena before the show started and all the lightings and stuff were turned on. Well now you know, because of your good old friend Immune. Now that you got your suspicion out of the way lets talk about this arena, or any arenas in the world. You come to the ring and all you see is complete darkness with a couple of security lights, and you feel really bored. I mean you look into the empty seats and realize this place is boring without someone to liven up the show, well guess what that is why I am here. I come here to bring you the fans, enjoyable evenings and pleasure as you sit and watch me fight off against some of the biggest names to ever hit the stages. It takes someone to bring a light down to start the show and as you see the light chose me, Immune. I came in here today to get a strategy plan going, see a lot of people work out all week, not me I work out some but a lot of my time is mental strategies. You see this week I am lucky enough to go one on one with the great Saku. For like the 100th time in my career it seems like, but I guess we bring in the results, because they keep putting us against each other. This Sunday the lights will be on and pyros will be set to bring the fans of VWA the best time of there lives here in Salsibury, Maryland.
Immune then gets off the turnbuckle and jumps up on the top turnbuckle and sits on it, he then rearranges the top turnbuckle because it wasn’t buckled down all the way since the show hasn’t started yet. Immune then looks up at the security lights and then back down at us and begins to talk again.
Immune: Saku...I mean, I really don't have much to say about this fool that I haven't already said in the past, but I want to get my point across, so here it goes. Saku they put us up against each other once again and I have to admit you have demolished me every time but not this time. This time I have worried less about my looks for the fans and studied more about my opponent. I have done research on your wrestling moves and watched movies so I can be ready for everything you throw at me. I'm going to be ready for every one of your moves, tricks, and counters. I'm going to start living up to my namesake...Immune. That's right...I'm going to be Immune to everything you've got Saku.
Immune then claps his hands to give himself around of applause, for coming up with that statement quick fast and in a hurry then begins to talk again.
Immune: Saku, you're quick. You're lightning fast in and out of the ring. I know you're lightning fast out of the ring because your wife told me so. Heh, good job...Minute Man. That's neither here nor there Saku because what you do out of the ring doesn't change the fact that I have a losing record against you; that's going to change starting Sunday. You walk around and act like you're the big dog on campus who can boss people around and I'm really getting sick of your shit. You have done nothing here to show you are better than me. True you made it farther into the tourney than I did, but when you made it to the finals; what did you do Saku, you choked, like always. You're going to choke on Sunday because you can't handle pressure. You have the whole world watching you because you're in a slump Saku. Two straight losses in two straight nights. People don't want you to lose again Saku, they want you to get back to your winning ways by beating me. They prefer you over me...they don't think I have what it takes to beat you. I know I have fans and I know I have enemies, but come Sunday, you are my worst enemy Saku. I am going to take your ego and throw it out a 100 story building and watch it fall and smash to pieces, and most fun of all I am going to watch as you break down, because after Slam I am going to destroy your dream.
Immune jumps down off the turnbuckle and steps foot outside of the ring. He walks over to the announcer’s table and picks up a microphone. Immune flips the switch on the microphone and turns it on and makes his way up the ramp. As he is walking up the ramp he turns around and walks the rest of the way up the ramp backwards before coming to a stop and talking again.
Immune: Saku, I am not going to sit hear and threaten you all day and tell you what I am going to do to you, so I am going to break this down for you. I am going to punch you in the face and knock you out. I am going to slam you into the turnbuckle and pound on your limp body. I am going to do a couple of power slams, and then hit my finisher for the win. I'll even go so far as to say that I want to end your career so that I don't have to deal with your crap anymore. I might take a chair and smash your face, break your leg, or crack your back just to make my statement. Saku usually I am Mr. Nice Guy, but you'd have a change in attitude too if you lost all the time. So now I am through being a baby and letting people push me around. I'm standing up for myself, and I'm going to push you to the level I was at once. Saku come Sunday, it isn’t even going to be a real match because I won't have to waste all my energy on you. All you are this Sunday is a stepping stone towards Valor Before Glory. You’re just a warm up match for my biggest challenger yet…Kyzer. Saku, you may be my worst enemy now, but I do wish you the best of luck. Just realize one thing, your luck will eventually run out, and you're going to need every last bit of it to beat me!
Immune slams the microphone down on the stage as a ringing noise blasts through the speakers. Immune then turns around and walks through the curtains. We stand in the middle of the ring dumbfounded, trying to figure out what is running through the mind of Immune. We walk slowly out of the ring and as we make our way out of the ring the spot light goes out and we walk in the dark up the stage alone. We walk through the curtains and out the arena doors and walk down the street lonely and fade into the darkness given off from the clouds blocking the sun.
