Post by Victor Bloodmoon on Jan 25, 2007 18:34:56 GMT -6
[shadow=orange,2,5000000000]{The POW crowd is pumped up at a promotional house show in Kansas City. They have been thoroughly impressed by the various displays of athleticism that they have seen from the superstars of the new POW federation, and are anxiously anticipating Road to First Rights. Suddenly, “Blitzkrieg” by Metallica starts blasting out of the PA system as multicolored lights start flashing about the ring and entrance area. There are many UWL fans in the arena, and immediately start booing as they know who is about to come out. Sure enough, Victor Bloodmoon, clad in his normal street clothes, steps out from behind the curtain at the entrance, prompting even more boos and jeers. The crowd begins chanting: [/shadow]
[shadow=orange,2,5000000000]Victor, having suffered from this for his entire wrestling career, disregards this and raises both his arms defiantly in his trademark pose. He makes his way down the aisle to the ring, then stands up on the ring apron and steps over the ropes and into the ring. He raises his arms one more time, provoking more boos from the audience, before getting a microphone from the timekeeper. He walks to the center of the ring with an arrogant smirk on his face and raises the mic to his mouth to speak.} [/shadow]
[glow=red,2,5000000000]Victor: Fo-[/glow]
[shadow=orange,2,5000000000]{Victor bows his head and laughs a little, then looks back up and waits for the crowd to die down. He starts again.} [/shadow]
[glow=red,2,5000000000]Victor: I-[/glow]
[shadow=orange,2,5000000000]{Victor seems a little agitated, but maintains his composure and waits again before going on.} [/shadow]
[glow=red,2,5000000000]Victor: Like I was saying before I was so rud-[/glow]
[glow=red,2,5000000000]Victor: SHUT THE HELL UP!!! I AM VICTOR BLOODMOON!!! I AM THE BIGGEST THING TO HAPPEN TO POW, AND I DON’T HAVE TO TAKE THIS KIND OF TREATMENT FROM YOU PUNK-ASS, INBRED REDNECKS!!! [/glow]
[shadow=orange,2,5000000000]{The crowd boos even louder than before, but quiets down afterwards.} [/shadow]
[glow=red,2,5000000000]Victor: Now then, if you haven’t already heard, my name is Victor Bloodmoon, and I am without a doubt the best athlete POW has to offer. However, the CEO of this company does not seem to think so, and I have been put in some two-bit tournament for this company’s second tier title. I will not name this CEO, because it will most likely elicit cheers from you morons. [/glow]
[shadow=orange,2,5000000000]{The crowd boos yet again.} [/shadow]
[glow=red,2,5000000000]Victor: I mean, look at some of these untalented losers: Chester Coban, Shawn Stevens, Rich Morrison. None of them could hold a candle to an athlete of my caliber, yet I am stuck in a meaningless tournament instead of getting my rightful shot at the World Championship. So, I’ll make due. One championship is better than nothing, so I’ll mow through all the competition and win the POW Valor Championship, and maybe that will show management that I don’t belong in this division. This brings me to my first opponent in the POW: The Kansas City Bad Boy. [/glow]
[shadow=orange,2,5000000000]{The Kansas City mention gets a cheap pop from the Kansas City audience.} [/shadow]
[glow=red,2,5000000000]Victor: A jobber name if I ever heard one. This man is obviously no more than a walking comedy routine. And yet, I would say that he is the perfect first opponent forme in the POW. You see, Kansas City Bad Boy is going to become a human tackling dummy. He is going to be used as a demonstration to all you idiotic POW fans…[/glow]
[shadow=orange,2,5000000000]{The crowd boos at Victor’s comment, but quiets down after.} [/shadow]
[glow=red,2,5000000000]Victor: …as well as the POW management. This match will show the absolute extent of my abilities. Do not let this seven-foot, 300-plus-pound frame fool you. I am not some “hoss,” I can actually wrestle. I come from one of Germany’s most famous wrestling families, and I promise you: I have made them proud. [/glow]
[glow=red,2,5000000000]Victor: Kansas City Bad Boy has some type of prejudice against foreigners, but I expect that kind of treatment when coming to a scum-infested country like America. [/glow]
[shadow=orange,2,5000000000]{The crowd boos even louder than before at this.} [/shadow]
[glow=red,2,5000000000]Victor: So Mister Kansas City, prepare to be made an example of what happens when you step into the path of the German Juggernaut. You simple country rednecks probably don’t know what that is, so I’ll try to explain it for you. A Juggernaut is something that cannot be stopped. And right now, that Juggernaut is on a path to the POW Valor Championship. Take heed, Kansas City Bad Boy, because come the first stop on the Road to First Rights…[/glow]
[shadow=orange,2,5000000000]{Victor bows his head, then looks up to the ceiling with the microphone at his mouth.} [/shadow]
[glow=red,2,5000000000]Victor: …I WILL BE VICTORIOUS!!! [/glow]
[shadow=orange,2,5000000000]{“Blitzkrieg” hits again, and Victor exits the ring, still shouting at the audience in German. He raises his arms one more time before disappearing behind the stage curtain.} [/shadow]
[shadow=orange,2,5000000000]Victor, having suffered from this for his entire wrestling career, disregards this and raises both his arms defiantly in his trademark pose. He makes his way down the aisle to the ring, then stands up on the ring apron and steps over the ropes and into the ring. He raises his arms one more time, provoking more boos from the audience, before getting a microphone from the timekeeper. He walks to the center of the ring with an arrogant smirk on his face and raises the mic to his mouth to speak.} [/shadow]
[glow=red,2,5000000000]Victor: Fo-[/glow]
[shadow=orange,2,5000000000]{Victor bows his head and laughs a little, then looks back up and waits for the crowd to die down. He starts again.} [/shadow]
[glow=red,2,5000000000]Victor: I-[/glow]
[shadow=orange,2,5000000000]{Victor seems a little agitated, but maintains his composure and waits again before going on.} [/shadow]
[glow=red,2,5000000000]Victor: Like I was saying before I was so rud-[/glow]
[glow=red,2,5000000000]Victor: SHUT THE HELL UP!!! I AM VICTOR BLOODMOON!!! I AM THE BIGGEST THING TO HAPPEN TO POW, AND I DON’T HAVE TO TAKE THIS KIND OF TREATMENT FROM YOU PUNK-ASS, INBRED REDNECKS!!! [/glow]
[shadow=orange,2,5000000000]{The crowd boos even louder than before, but quiets down afterwards.} [/shadow]
[glow=red,2,5000000000]Victor: Now then, if you haven’t already heard, my name is Victor Bloodmoon, and I am without a doubt the best athlete POW has to offer. However, the CEO of this company does not seem to think so, and I have been put in some two-bit tournament for this company’s second tier title. I will not name this CEO, because it will most likely elicit cheers from you morons. [/glow]
[shadow=orange,2,5000000000]{The crowd boos yet again.} [/shadow]
[glow=red,2,5000000000]Victor: I mean, look at some of these untalented losers: Chester Coban, Shawn Stevens, Rich Morrison. None of them could hold a candle to an athlete of my caliber, yet I am stuck in a meaningless tournament instead of getting my rightful shot at the World Championship. So, I’ll make due. One championship is better than nothing, so I’ll mow through all the competition and win the POW Valor Championship, and maybe that will show management that I don’t belong in this division. This brings me to my first opponent in the POW: The Kansas City Bad Boy. [/glow]
[shadow=orange,2,5000000000]{The Kansas City mention gets a cheap pop from the Kansas City audience.} [/shadow]
[glow=red,2,5000000000]Victor: A jobber name if I ever heard one. This man is obviously no more than a walking comedy routine. And yet, I would say that he is the perfect first opponent forme in the POW. You see, Kansas City Bad Boy is going to become a human tackling dummy. He is going to be used as a demonstration to all you idiotic POW fans…[/glow]
[shadow=orange,2,5000000000]{The crowd boos at Victor’s comment, but quiets down after.} [/shadow]
[glow=red,2,5000000000]Victor: …as well as the POW management. This match will show the absolute extent of my abilities. Do not let this seven-foot, 300-plus-pound frame fool you. I am not some “hoss,” I can actually wrestle. I come from one of Germany’s most famous wrestling families, and I promise you: I have made them proud. [/glow]
[glow=red,2,5000000000]Victor: Kansas City Bad Boy has some type of prejudice against foreigners, but I expect that kind of treatment when coming to a scum-infested country like America. [/glow]
[shadow=orange,2,5000000000]{The crowd boos even louder than before at this.} [/shadow]
[glow=red,2,5000000000]Victor: So Mister Kansas City, prepare to be made an example of what happens when you step into the path of the German Juggernaut. You simple country rednecks probably don’t know what that is, so I’ll try to explain it for you. A Juggernaut is something that cannot be stopped. And right now, that Juggernaut is on a path to the POW Valor Championship. Take heed, Kansas City Bad Boy, because come the first stop on the Road to First Rights…[/glow]
[shadow=orange,2,5000000000]{Victor bows his head, then looks up to the ceiling with the microphone at his mouth.} [/shadow]
[glow=red,2,5000000000]Victor: …I WILL BE VICTORIOUS!!! [/glow]
[shadow=orange,2,5000000000]{“Blitzkrieg” hits again, and Victor exits the ring, still shouting at the audience in German. He raises his arms one more time before disappearing behind the stage curtain.} [/shadow]
