Post by jackson on Mar 18, 2007 4:54:22 GMT -6
Fade In
The setting of the scene is a bar. It's a respectable looking bar, for example, there aren't any people layed out on the floor drunk, and there don't appear to be any bar fights going on. "Sunshine of Your Love" by Cream is playing in the background, not too loud, but still audible. A man is sat at the bar. He is wearing a dark brown suit, with his tie loosened, hanging over his black shirt. He looks around and listens to the music. The barman goes over to him and says something, presumably offering him a drink, but the man declines with a shake of the head. He looks down at his watch and stands from the bar stool. He straightens out his tie and runs his fingers through his well-meintained, mid-length, black hair. He continues by walking out of the bar in a casual manner.
We cut to a shot of the outside of the bar. The street and pavement outside are clean and litter free, and trees stand proudly next to the road. A car or two drives past, but it's dark, about 10 p.m., so the automobiles aren't frequent. The man emerges from the bar and begins to walk down the street. The camera swoops over to him, and focuses on his face. He takes notice of the camera and a smirk grows on his face. He continues walking, and we continue tracking back to follow him. He begins to talk to the camera, addressing POW and it's fans.
Jackson walks past the camera and down the road as we...
Fade Out
The setting of the scene is a bar. It's a respectable looking bar, for example, there aren't any people layed out on the floor drunk, and there don't appear to be any bar fights going on. "Sunshine of Your Love" by Cream is playing in the background, not too loud, but still audible. A man is sat at the bar. He is wearing a dark brown suit, with his tie loosened, hanging over his black shirt. He looks around and listens to the music. The barman goes over to him and says something, presumably offering him a drink, but the man declines with a shake of the head. He looks down at his watch and stands from the bar stool. He straightens out his tie and runs his fingers through his well-meintained, mid-length, black hair. He continues by walking out of the bar in a casual manner.
We cut to a shot of the outside of the bar. The street and pavement outside are clean and litter free, and trees stand proudly next to the road. A car or two drives past, but it's dark, about 10 p.m., so the automobiles aren't frequent. The man emerges from the bar and begins to walk down the street. The camera swoops over to him, and focuses on his face. He takes notice of the camera and a smirk grows on his face. He continues walking, and we continue tracking back to follow him. He begins to talk to the camera, addressing POW and it's fans.
Harry Jackson
Some of you people may not know who I am, or what I have done, but I'm here to fill you in on those details and let you in on so much more.
My name is Harry Jackson, and I am, suprise suprise, a professional wrestler. I have wrestled in such federations as GWF, PWR, LVPW and CXW, but now I have joined up with POW, and I plan to do here what I did in all of those feds; I plan to make an impact! What impact have I made in those other feds? Well, in two of them I was World Champion and I was primed for a World Championship match in another. And that is exactly what I plan to do here, in POW. I plan to win gold; I plan to win matches; I plan to kick some ass!
And, to be honest, who is going to stop me? Danny Danielson or Shawn Stevens? Two people who need alliteration in their names to get to the main event? Nick Pickles? Jason Dread? Reck Maverick? I look through the card for the next supershow and it reads like an index of what not to call your child.
I may not be booked this week, or at All In, hell, I may not be booked the week after, but I will warn you all now; when I do debut, I will make an impact on whoever I face, and I will make an impact of this company, just as I have made an impact in every promotion I have worked.
And to whoever has the unfortunate task of losing to me on my debut, I will give you some idea of what to expect. I won't go easy, I won't just try to win, I'm looking to make a name for myself here, and I will do it at your expense. Whoever I face, whenever I face them, I will take them out!
Over and out!
Some of you people may not know who I am, or what I have done, but I'm here to fill you in on those details and let you in on so much more.
My name is Harry Jackson, and I am, suprise suprise, a professional wrestler. I have wrestled in such federations as GWF, PWR, LVPW and CXW, but now I have joined up with POW, and I plan to do here what I did in all of those feds; I plan to make an impact! What impact have I made in those other feds? Well, in two of them I was World Champion and I was primed for a World Championship match in another. And that is exactly what I plan to do here, in POW. I plan to win gold; I plan to win matches; I plan to kick some ass!
And, to be honest, who is going to stop me? Danny Danielson or Shawn Stevens? Two people who need alliteration in their names to get to the main event? Nick Pickles? Jason Dread? Reck Maverick? I look through the card for the next supershow and it reads like an index of what not to call your child.
I may not be booked this week, or at All In, hell, I may not be booked the week after, but I will warn you all now; when I do debut, I will make an impact on whoever I face, and I will make an impact of this company, just as I have made an impact in every promotion I have worked.
And to whoever has the unfortunate task of losing to me on my debut, I will give you some idea of what to expect. I won't go easy, I won't just try to win, I'm looking to make a name for myself here, and I will do it at your expense. Whoever I face, whenever I face them, I will take them out!
Over and out!
Jackson walks past the camera and down the road as we...
Fade Out