Post by Deleted on May 17, 2014 16:31:54 GMT -5
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[Scene: The raYne Forest ... St. Louis, Missouri ... Saturday, August 23rd, 2009 ... 6:40 am]
Voice: Some of you may know me as Reeve Gordon... some of you? You may remember a pillow-biting fairy named "raYne". Hell, for the past five years I've gone by the name "Axl Van Halen" in a small time federation called 'Brawlers on a Budget'. But in the end... that's ALL in the past. And that, my friends, is what seperates me... from all of you.
Voice: I know when to move on. I know when to move forward. And more importantly, I know how to seperate reality from fantasy...
Voice: Fantasy is Believing in magical things like "raYne Forests", and fanstastic stories of a dragon warrior who soars so high into the sky that it takes hours for him to return to the canvas... Seriously, who REALLY Believed that JVX could leap that high off the turnbuckle? Not me... atleast.... not anymore.
Voice: Reality? Reality is the Truth. And the Truth is... raYne Forests don't exist. Neither do dragons. Only pain... only anguish... only torment.
Voice: And these are the three things I wish to bring to this promotion. Javex is no longer around to protect you has-beens and never was... -es. ... Javex WAS!
I AM...
[The voice rises from the chair... begins to turn... and when he does so, we realize that... well, we don't realize much, other than the fact that he's wearing a cloak, so we STILL can't figure out who this jerk is... DAMN the suspense!]
? : Once, I was known as Reeve... Then? raYne... Most recently, I was known as Axl. But the Truth is, these are just names. They are not who I am... Who I Am is so much more than a mere gimmick... I Am an entity to be feared... to be terrified of... I Am hell personified...
? : A man's name is not what Truly matters... it is where he chooses to go...
? : And I choose to go... to WSE. World Sports Entertainment... No matter the name, it is still the same place I remember from so long ago... and my only purpose in this business... is to see, once and for all, that the remains of Xtreme Alliance Wrestling is brought down... My purpose... is to KILL XAW... regardless of what it is called.
[The man behind the voice drops the robe... to reveal himself...]
[His face is painted the very same way as that of legendary grappler, Sting...]
[His hair is long, wild, and mulit-colored...]
[He wears one lime green eye contact, and the other, hot pink...]
[His legs are adorned with a pair of jet black 'Trippz' pants, with chains loosely scattered about...]
[He wears a glittery, sparkling t-shirt with the word 'DIVA' printed across the front in faux diamonds...]
[His feet are bare, and his wrists are accentuated by spiked bands...]
[Around his throat is a necklace... carrying a crystal dragon pendant...]
[... and in his right hand, he holds firmly a black baseball bat.]
[Born Reeve... Bred raYne... Became Axl... Now? He lives by but one name...]
Legion: I AM LEGION...
... for we ARE many.
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[Scene: The raYne Forest ... St. Louis, Missouri ... Saturday, August 23rd, 2009 ... 6:40 am]
Voice: Some of you may know me as Reeve Gordon... some of you? You may remember a pillow-biting fairy named "raYne". Hell, for the past five years I've gone by the name "Axl Van Halen" in a small time federation called 'Brawlers on a Budget'. But in the end... that's ALL in the past. And that, my friends, is what seperates me... from all of you.
Voice: I know when to move on. I know when to move forward. And more importantly, I know how to seperate reality from fantasy...
Voice: Fantasy is Believing in magical things like "raYne Forests", and fanstastic stories of a dragon warrior who soars so high into the sky that it takes hours for him to return to the canvas... Seriously, who REALLY Believed that JVX could leap that high off the turnbuckle? Not me... atleast.... not anymore.
Voice: Reality? Reality is the Truth. And the Truth is... raYne Forests don't exist. Neither do dragons. Only pain... only anguish... only torment.
Voice: And these are the three things I wish to bring to this promotion. Javex is no longer around to protect you has-beens and never was... -es. ... Javex WAS!
I AM...
[The voice rises from the chair... begins to turn... and when he does so, we realize that... well, we don't realize much, other than the fact that he's wearing a cloak, so we STILL can't figure out who this jerk is... DAMN the suspense!]
? : Once, I was known as Reeve... Then? raYne... Most recently, I was known as Axl. But the Truth is, these are just names. They are not who I am... Who I Am is so much more than a mere gimmick... I Am an entity to be feared... to be terrified of... I Am hell personified...
? : A man's name is not what Truly matters... it is where he chooses to go...
? : And I choose to go... to WSE. World Sports Entertainment... No matter the name, it is still the same place I remember from so long ago... and my only purpose in this business... is to see, once and for all, that the remains of Xtreme Alliance Wrestling is brought down... My purpose... is to KILL XAW... regardless of what it is called.
[The man behind the voice drops the robe... to reveal himself...]
[His face is painted the very same way as that of legendary grappler, Sting...]
[His hair is long, wild, and mulit-colored...]
[He wears one lime green eye contact, and the other, hot pink...]
[His legs are adorned with a pair of jet black 'Trippz' pants, with chains loosely scattered about...]
[He wears a glittery, sparkling t-shirt with the word 'DIVA' printed across the front in faux diamonds...]
[His feet are bare, and his wrists are accentuated by spiked bands...]
[Around his throat is a necklace... carrying a crystal dragon pendant...]
[... and in his right hand, he holds firmly a black baseball bat.]
[Born Reeve... Bred raYne... Became Axl... Now? He lives by but one name...]
Legion: I AM LEGION...
... for we ARE many.
*static*