Voice- What would you do for a dream? The Dream? What evils would you commit? How far would you go? Where do you draw the line? When the Dream is on the line? When is it too much? All for the Gold, the Glory, the Pride, the Greed for some. With others the prestige, the fame, the lure is always the same. So really gentlemen when is enough truely ever enough? As you stop and ask yourself those questions...for the few seconds it takes to ponder your future...As you hope you are the one to cause my downfall...THAT is the moment where the diffrence between us is!! That moment is when I become the CHAMPION, and you begin your shameful slow A$$ walk to the back of the short bus!! The back of the bus where you will join with the companies of people standing in line... Talon and Logain the has beens go on, Like Shakir an Hienrich the never was, Or like Merlyn and my current number one contender..GRUNGE the never will be's!!
Two blood red taped hands slide out of the darkness on either side of the belt, palm flush against the desktop. A figure rises in front of the window being silhouetted against the night time cityscape behind him. The outline shows mans hair swinging back and forth in time to the beat shaking slowly no.
Voice- Do you really think you have what it takes Grunge? Do you really think YOU deserve a shot at my title? Seriously? Then Grunge let me educate you!! Let me ENLIGHTEN YOU!! Gee, you come to MY YARD with what?!? A crappy ideal of perfection? Or is that supposed to be what passes for "madness"? And a funny looking side-kick? Its NO WONDER you lost to a PUNK in bras and Panties!! HEll son you come at me you better be packing a WHOLE lot more then that!! Come on GRUNGE wheres the fire? TWheres the DRIVE?!? Wheres the Beast you "claim" is inside?!? Cause seriously if this is all you can muster then WE are gonna have issues!! Wheres the fire and the passion? Wheres the MAN who EARNED that shot your getting?!? He snaps his fingers and sets his palm back on the desk. Let me guess you went to the bar...HAD A FRIGGIN DRINK...AND PROMPTLY FORGOT WHO YOU ARE!! Big Freaking Suprise... Like those BEFORE you you stepped up to that Brink..Took a GOOD long look at the DEPTHS in front of you...And like SOOOO many others that came BEFORE you...GRUNGE...YOU BLINKED!! And that is why YOU ALL will Fall before me!!
He Stands and turns to the window, looking out over the night life splayed out before him.
Voice- Well then its HIGH time I remind you WHO I AM...LET ME CLUE YOU ALL IN! I AM STEVEN 'FALLEN' ANGEL!! AND IN CASE YOU DIDNT GET IT!!! I AM THE SPOTLIGHT CHAMPION! See you all dont get the message, You all don't or won't seem to hear or see the 'Truth' the Message of pain, of agony, of pure ANARCHY that has the title!!
He turns and slams his fists onto the table bathed in a deep red light his mask looks like dried blood his long red hair hanging down obscuring his face from the light.
Steven 'Fallen' Angel- Like I said before and I will say again What was before shall be AGAIN!!
Grunge at Havoc when you step between those ropes and truely enter MY yard for MY title remember. No matter how much I beat you, How much pain I inflict, NO MATTER how many bones I break...YOU will FALL before me!! You will learn my PAIN!! You will RESPECT the holder of this strap!! He raises the spotlight title. And if nothing else you will learn to HEAR the message that is all around you.
He sets the title back down on the desk and turning, he walks back over to the windows and looks out.
Steven 'Fallen' Angel- As for everyone else, in time, in time you will all see, know, and listen to the Message!! Or one by one, you will all experience the pain, the anger, the rage, the fustrations, the hurt, and finally the loss of all that you hold dear and near to you!! He shakes his head. See its more then the strap. More then the gold. Grunge you and all the rest will never get it. You will never get the clues. So if you will NOT, if you refuse to listen to the message and the truth. IF YOU BLINK! You will never truely ever deserve to be called a champion!! Being a champion...means being willing to sacrafice...Everything and everyone...To show you all I am the Best! And I have the fire, the Passion, That I would be willing to even sacrafice myself...
He reaches up and touches the mask he is wearing. Quickly he slides his hand away and to his side as he pulls out a smoke and lights up.
Steven 'Fallen' Angel- So Grunge at Havoc we will finally get to see who is better of the two of us..Well You will cause I already know who wins!! The MAN WHO DIDNT BLINK!! Hahahaha But go ahead little Grunge, and bring your little Talon errrr Talentless boy wonder Finn with you!! And I will bring the only back up I ever need against you both!!
Slowly the Shiek Shakir Doll slowly rises from behind the desk looking at Fallen. Its head turns 180 degrees to look at the camera.
'Shiek Akbar'- SILENCE GRUNGE!!! Or he WILL stab you, like he DID me!!! Hahahaha!! The GOLD will NEVER be yours!! The puppet slowly closes its eyes and opens them again just as slowly. Bliking Primadonnas!! Its head turns back towards Fallen and then he sinks back down behind the desk.
Steven 'Fallen' Angel- So with those words being said... Grungie come out and play! Come look into the mind of madness. Hopefully this time you WONT blink!! Get the message?!? He raises a fist, thumb out and points it back behind him. At Havoc you are going to know your place again. Tha back of the bus is that way...junior! So get your a$$ in line!
The lights dim back down to black with a solitary red light on the Spotlight Title as smoke drifts slowly by it. Another voice speaks out of the darkness.
Voice- Are you ready? Its about time to go. Do you think they will understand? Will they get the message?
Fallen snags the title and walks out of the room as he laughs evilly as the scene fades to black.
Message Thread
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