Post by Victor Bloodmoon on Feb 6, 2007 21:20:07 GMT -6
[shadow=orange,2,5000000000]{A close-up of a TV is shown. The end of Cran Landom's promo is shown.} [/shadow]
Cran:
See im pretty amazing, and I bet you don't know I have no legs. Yea you heard me I got no legs, they were cut off my enemy forces in the depths of the sira empire. But i make the best of a horrible situation....what don't believe me?
:::Cran lays on the ground and motions the disconnection of his legs although people are stunned at the fact that his legs are real:::
FADE TO BLACK
[shadow=orange,2,5000000000]{The camera then turns around to show Victor Bloodmoon sitting on a couch, with a puzzled expression on his face.} [/shadow]
[glow=red,2,5000000000]Victor: Wow, this guy is in serious need of some psychotherapy. [/glow]
[shadow=orange,2,5000000000]{Victor shakes his head, then turns his attention back to the camera.} [/shadow]
[glow=red,2,5000000000]Victor: Cran Lamdon, you are without a doubt the most delusional wrestler I have ever ran into. Seriously. I mean, you actually think you can beat me. Me! Victor Bloodmoon, the German Juggernaut. Oh, and you think you are some kind of veteran of some fictional war. Well Cran, whatever the Hell is going through your head, I can assure you that you are not beating me. A war veteran? Please, I am a war unto myself. So we’ll see how big your “Cranberries” are when you step into the ring with the finest athlete ever to grace a POW ring: The German Juggernaut, Victor Bloodmoon. [/glow]
[shadow=orange,2,5000000000]{Victor is heard laughing as the scene fades out.} [/shadow]
Cran:
See im pretty amazing, and I bet you don't know I have no legs. Yea you heard me I got no legs, they were cut off my enemy forces in the depths of the sira empire. But i make the best of a horrible situation....what don't believe me?
:::Cran lays on the ground and motions the disconnection of his legs although people are stunned at the fact that his legs are real:::
FADE TO BLACK
[shadow=orange,2,5000000000]{The camera then turns around to show Victor Bloodmoon sitting on a couch, with a puzzled expression on his face.} [/shadow]
[glow=red,2,5000000000]Victor: Wow, this guy is in serious need of some psychotherapy. [/glow]
[shadow=orange,2,5000000000]{Victor shakes his head, then turns his attention back to the camera.} [/shadow]
[glow=red,2,5000000000]Victor: Cran Lamdon, you are without a doubt the most delusional wrestler I have ever ran into. Seriously. I mean, you actually think you can beat me. Me! Victor Bloodmoon, the German Juggernaut. Oh, and you think you are some kind of veteran of some fictional war. Well Cran, whatever the Hell is going through your head, I can assure you that you are not beating me. A war veteran? Please, I am a war unto myself. So we’ll see how big your “Cranberries” are when you step into the ring with the finest athlete ever to grace a POW ring: The German Juggernaut, Victor Bloodmoon. [/glow]
[shadow=orange,2,5000000000]{Victor is heard laughing as the scene fades out.} [/shadow]
