Post by kaleb on Apr 2, 2007 10:57:45 GMT -6
The POW camera's have began rolling, but quizzically nothing is able to be seen. The entire screen is shrouded in darkness. Assumingly, we're located somewhere either inside or near the Ameristar Casino in Kansas City, but at this point in time nobody really knows for sure. After a few seconds of the continued darkness, a sudden flash of light quickly illuminates the undisclosed location, but then fades away as swiftly as it came. There is another flash of light, but again it goes away just as rapidly as it appeared. Finally, the flash of light shows up once more, and this time it remains. Now, we're able to discover that it is the flame of a lighter radiating the small bit of light. The hand that holds it brings it close to a face, and with the light glowing around the face of the man, we're finally able to see that it is Power On Wrestling contracted wrestler Kaleb Shadix.
(KALEB SHADIX)
So, shit went according to plan last week, and all of a sudden yours truly as become a hot commodity. After outlasting five other people vying for the same attention and admiration that I was last week, I've got my name now being whispered from ear to ear, and I've placed my foot through the proverbial door. This charismatic bad ass mother f**ker has the potential to really be something big here in Power On Wrestling, and everyone is finally beginning to see that.
Kaleb smirks a bit.
(KALEB SHADIX)
True, I've only had one match so far, but you can bet your sweet ass I'll be continuing on the same path I began taking a journey down last week. So, what's this week have in store for the controversy incarnate? Well, as far as I'm concerned I've got a bout against Shadow, the same exact man I met last week at the end of our six-man gauntlet match. After disposing of the four wastes of space, Shadow finally met his match when he tried to step up against his superior. Yeah, yeah, he fought well, he showed great endurance, he cleaned house last week -- I've already heard it all. I've even heard the pitiful "he was too tired to contend with me after fighting four other man". Come on, though, let's be serious here. Look at who the f**k he was against! Dan Real is what you would call a "superstar enhancer", meaning that he is only used to benefit the likes of those better than what he is. Hmm, maybe the term "jobber" would be more recognizable? That guy hasn't even won a single match yet, as he? As for the other guys -- Hairy Penis, Corry Ford, and Jay Williams -- or whatever the hell their names are, who cares about them? They're just Dan Real carbon copies, and the only time anybody will remember them is when asking "aren't those the guys that got their asses beat last week, and the week before that, and even the week before that too"?
Kaleb lets go of the button on the lighter which forces the flame to disappear. Again, the camera is now shrouded in darkness. This time, Kaleb doesn't re-ignite the lighter as he begins to speak.
(KALEB SHADIX)
I could've beat those f**king retards with one arm tied behind my back and hoping on one leg while blindfolded. That's just how damn bad they suck. I'm sure you feel real f**king great about yourself, Shadow, but until you can get through me you don't amount to shit. You failed last week, and this week it's going to be the same thing. Does déjà vu ring a bell, Shadow? That's the shit you'll be experiencing come this Thursday.
Shadix sneers while flicking the top of the lighter, igniting the flame. He holds the flame close to his face and illuminates it again.
(KALEB SHADIX)
I'm surprised I haven't heard you running that gap of yours so far, Shadow. Last week you had absolutely no problem spewing out retarded bullshit and attempting to persuade everyone into believing that you're some indestructible object that will crush anything and everything that comes in his path. Not feeling so untouchable now, huh? I'm glad that you've realized it's not so smart to run at the mouth towards somebody who is completely capable and willing to break you in f**king two. I could snap your God damn neck as effortlessly as I could a pencil, and I'd enjoy every damn second of it.
With his mouth, Kaleb makes a cracking sound to go along with his hazardous threat.
(KALEB SHADIX)
There's a little bit more on the line other than proving who is physically dominant, isn't there you goofy bitch? The winner of the match between us gets a shot at the Television Title, and there isn't no way in hell I'd pass an opportunity like that up. All I've got to do is win two matches at the two next POW shows, and I'll ultimately get that title around my fitting waist. Champions make more money too, and if it involves getting that cheddar then you know Kaleb Shadix will do whatever the f**k it takes to get it. Hell, not to mention how much f**king pussy I'm going to get! Bitches can't resist me, not to mention when I'm a f**king champion in an uprising profligate federation like POW!
He sighs with a large smile on his face as dirty thoughts circle throughout his mind.
(KALEB SHADIX)
Shadow, no matter what you say or do I will never fear you. Fear the darkness? Get the f**k out of here with that shit. I embrace the darkness, there is nothing to be afraid of. I'm more afraid of Freddy Krueger than I am you Shadow, and that mother f**ker isn't even real! Come Thursday, after you're done masturbating to girls cut themselves with razors and gag themselves with hammers, when it's finally time to step into the ring I'll prove once and for all that I am eternally better than what you will ever be. Some think last week was a fluke, so when I beat your ass in two consecutive weeks that shit will not be able to be passed of as "luck", or a "fluke". You can bring your bitch down to the ring by your side, you can bring that rubber sword you carry around to the ring as well, and hell why not bring Satan's and his whole f**king army straight out of hell too? Bring whatever and whoever the hell you want, but at the end of the day your inevitable fate will be sealed: laying flat on your back after enduring a massacre from the guy who just kicked your ass, and the WINNER of the match and number one contender for the Television Title… Kaleb Shadix!
Kaleb malevolently smiles, and let's off a wicked sblack person. His piercing blue eyes stare furiously into the camera's lens, almost like he's possessed. With a gentle blow of wind from his mouth, he blows out the flame the lighter was producing, sending the scene into total and complete darkness, which Kaleb embraces.
(KALEB SHADIX)
So, shit went according to plan last week, and all of a sudden yours truly as become a hot commodity. After outlasting five other people vying for the same attention and admiration that I was last week, I've got my name now being whispered from ear to ear, and I've placed my foot through the proverbial door. This charismatic bad ass mother f**ker has the potential to really be something big here in Power On Wrestling, and everyone is finally beginning to see that.
Kaleb smirks a bit.
(KALEB SHADIX)
True, I've only had one match so far, but you can bet your sweet ass I'll be continuing on the same path I began taking a journey down last week. So, what's this week have in store for the controversy incarnate? Well, as far as I'm concerned I've got a bout against Shadow, the same exact man I met last week at the end of our six-man gauntlet match. After disposing of the four wastes of space, Shadow finally met his match when he tried to step up against his superior. Yeah, yeah, he fought well, he showed great endurance, he cleaned house last week -- I've already heard it all. I've even heard the pitiful "he was too tired to contend with me after fighting four other man". Come on, though, let's be serious here. Look at who the f**k he was against! Dan Real is what you would call a "superstar enhancer", meaning that he is only used to benefit the likes of those better than what he is. Hmm, maybe the term "jobber" would be more recognizable? That guy hasn't even won a single match yet, as he? As for the other guys -- Hairy Penis, Corry Ford, and Jay Williams -- or whatever the hell their names are, who cares about them? They're just Dan Real carbon copies, and the only time anybody will remember them is when asking "aren't those the guys that got their asses beat last week, and the week before that, and even the week before that too"?
Kaleb lets go of the button on the lighter which forces the flame to disappear. Again, the camera is now shrouded in darkness. This time, Kaleb doesn't re-ignite the lighter as he begins to speak.
(KALEB SHADIX)
I could've beat those f**king retards with one arm tied behind my back and hoping on one leg while blindfolded. That's just how damn bad they suck. I'm sure you feel real f**king great about yourself, Shadow, but until you can get through me you don't amount to shit. You failed last week, and this week it's going to be the same thing. Does déjà vu ring a bell, Shadow? That's the shit you'll be experiencing come this Thursday.
Shadix sneers while flicking the top of the lighter, igniting the flame. He holds the flame close to his face and illuminates it again.
(KALEB SHADIX)
I'm surprised I haven't heard you running that gap of yours so far, Shadow. Last week you had absolutely no problem spewing out retarded bullshit and attempting to persuade everyone into believing that you're some indestructible object that will crush anything and everything that comes in his path. Not feeling so untouchable now, huh? I'm glad that you've realized it's not so smart to run at the mouth towards somebody who is completely capable and willing to break you in f**king two. I could snap your God damn neck as effortlessly as I could a pencil, and I'd enjoy every damn second of it.
With his mouth, Kaleb makes a cracking sound to go along with his hazardous threat.
(KALEB SHADIX)
There's a little bit more on the line other than proving who is physically dominant, isn't there you goofy bitch? The winner of the match between us gets a shot at the Television Title, and there isn't no way in hell I'd pass an opportunity like that up. All I've got to do is win two matches at the two next POW shows, and I'll ultimately get that title around my fitting waist. Champions make more money too, and if it involves getting that cheddar then you know Kaleb Shadix will do whatever the f**k it takes to get it. Hell, not to mention how much f**king pussy I'm going to get! Bitches can't resist me, not to mention when I'm a f**king champion in an uprising profligate federation like POW!
He sighs with a large smile on his face as dirty thoughts circle throughout his mind.
(KALEB SHADIX)
Shadow, no matter what you say or do I will never fear you. Fear the darkness? Get the f**k out of here with that shit. I embrace the darkness, there is nothing to be afraid of. I'm more afraid of Freddy Krueger than I am you Shadow, and that mother f**ker isn't even real! Come Thursday, after you're done masturbating to girls cut themselves with razors and gag themselves with hammers, when it's finally time to step into the ring I'll prove once and for all that I am eternally better than what you will ever be. Some think last week was a fluke, so when I beat your ass in two consecutive weeks that shit will not be able to be passed of as "luck", or a "fluke". You can bring your bitch down to the ring by your side, you can bring that rubber sword you carry around to the ring as well, and hell why not bring Satan's and his whole f**king army straight out of hell too? Bring whatever and whoever the hell you want, but at the end of the day your inevitable fate will be sealed: laying flat on your back after enduring a massacre from the guy who just kicked your ass, and the WINNER of the match and number one contender for the Television Title… Kaleb Shadix!
Kaleb malevolently smiles, and let's off a wicked sblack person. His piercing blue eyes stare furiously into the camera's lens, almost like he's possessed. With a gentle blow of wind from his mouth, he blows out the flame the lighter was producing, sending the scene into total and complete darkness, which Kaleb embraces.