(Mark Spencer): Shakir's also got this title match he and Curt have against DnA to worry about.
(Hans): I know, and he'll be prioritising that for sure. Still, I'll be going on last, so there's no way of saying for sure whether he'll have burnt himself out during his match or not until it's happened.
A grim expression begins to flourish as he turns his head to look directly at Mark.
(Hans): For all I know, DnA could win, in which case I'll be facing someone with nothing to loose, and when that person's as dangerously demented as Shakir is…
(Mark Spencer): Mind me asking why you're doing this whole Gauntlet thing in the first place? I mean, sure, I get you wanting to put on a show, and you've got what it takes to get past Draconis, but why not stop at Shakir?
(Hans): Because what Talon said is correct, I can take them. I can beat Draconis one on one, and I can beat Shakir one on one. I can certainly beat them one after the other, and that's just a fact. Yes, I'll be wary of what they can do; I've got a healthy respect for the abilities of everyone on the roster, regardless of what division they compete in, but I've got the measure of them to go the distance. I’ve had three defences, so why not try to double that in one fell swoop? As for the 'golden boy', well, we'll have to agree to disagree on his assumption of a win…
He pats Mark on the arm.
(Hans): Anyway, enough of that for now, let's give the camera crew a rest. Have you got long?
(Mark Spencer): Oh I think I can spare another hour or so, what you got in mind?
(Hans): Sparring?
(Mark Spencer): I'll have to pass my friend, got to make it across town for this meeting, schedules to keep sadly.
Hans nods his head at this, but nevertheless moves to the centre of the ring.
(Mark Spencer): I'd be up for putting you through your paces though, you got anything you want to work on?
(Hans): Now that you mention it, there is actually…
The scene fades out momentarily, before returning back, now onto a ring cleared of training equipment. Hans steps back into view, clearly having been for a shower; and now attired in a loose pair of slate grey cargo pants, black Converse All-Star's along with his now iconic HWA official 'The Baron' t-shirt.
(Hans): Right Talon, for your benefit, I'll try to not let this get long winded. God knows Eddie starts zoning out and drooling as soon as too many words with more than three syllables are said, and I'd hate for you to start going the same way.
So you feel that I'm disrespecting people's intelligence by saying that this Lottery will restore some glory to the HWA? Well of course you'd say that. Of course you're going to try and draw attention to a negative view of the matter, better that, than allow people to dwell on the year long travesty that besmirched the World title. You wish me to defend it against real contenders? Where might they have been when I won my title then? About the only candidate who would fit the bill would have been Butch, and quite frankly I don't think I'd have been able to get away with block booking him for several events in a row. Yes, this Lottery has not been smooth sailing, but after the rocky road we had thanks to you and Eddie, I think we're on the right path. Is there anyone else on the roster actually complaining at the opportunity in front of them besides you, Eddie and Ronnie though…? Would you, were you in my place, take the plunge and decide to face everyone on the roster? Would you be able to risk the knowledge that anyone could have it in them to dethrone you? I don’t think so somehow.
You call yourself ‘world class’. Once upon a time, I’d have whole heartedly agreed with such a statement. You were the apple in the eye of the HWA, and then you soured… As David Willyard said, you’re in the Spotlight division for a reason my friend, and you’re doing little to make your way out of it. Try reducing the time you spend belittling your fellow Spotlight competitors, who you clearly feel aren’t fit to lace your boots up… or do up the clasp on your bra for that matter, and you might just find yourself moving out this predicament.
As for you continuing to push Ronnie as the next World champion, please. I’d say things were looking pretty rosy in there for me until Maniac decided to take up the chance to eliminate Ronnie, but of course, I’m sure you’ll disagree. Certainly, Ronnie raises his game whenever there’s gold on the line, but the rest of the time?
Can you hear yourself though Talon? ‘Bound for the HWA Halls of Fame’, ‘booted from Heaven’, ‘kicked from my cloud’. Oh how I’ll enjoy giving you the measure of humility that you so badly need. I’m so pleased to hear though, that finally there’s an NWO member who’s actually not afraid to fight alone, without backup waiting in the wings. Forgive me if I don’t take it at face value though, ‘self restraint’ and ‘sportsman-like’ behaviour aren’t words many would associate with you lot right about now…
I’ll finish this promo on the following note. Do me a favour Talon, and choose a pair of bra and panties that doesn’t crush your balls in a vice, and has you seeing red, because I’ll sure as hell be able to turn that to my advantage, and I’d just hate for you to have to try to use that as an excuse for why you lost to me. You say you’re the better man? Hmm. We’ll see…
He flashes a confident smile at the camera, before gesturing off camera to cut, as the scene fades to black.
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