Post by brandonnytrus on Nov 4, 2012 16:26:21 GMT -5
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November 4th, 2012
8:29 PM
November 4th, 2012
8:29 PM
The scene opens up on a dark room, lit by candles. There's a table with papers strewn across it. The camera pans across, there's a woman standing, in what seems to be the corner of the room. She is looking at the camera.
Nikki: The quality of mercy is not strained. It dropeth, like the gentle rain from heaven. Those who choose not to strain mercy will be punished. Mercy has a gentle feeling to it. Gentle but at the same time torturing and disturbing. For those who choose pain over mercy, it tests the strength not only of your physical being but of your mental and psychological nature. Those who do not prevail prove their weakness and immaturity. The true warriors, the ones who make their journey worth while, will prevail and prove how strong they really are.
The woman backs up into the darkness but before her body is completely covered with it... She looks back up at the camera.
Nikki: Mercy doesn't come cheap. You need to earn it. Make sure you watch your back.
She goes dark. You can't see her at all. The camera pans back across the table to find a man with a black hood covering his face. It's none other than Brandon Nytrus. He's looking through the papers. He halts himself. He slowly raises his head. The light only hits his nose and jaw line. You can't see his eyes.
Brandon: Roxi Johnson. Last week, you claimed your crown. You made it known that you can fight along with the kings and queens of the industry. Now, it's my turn.
The camera switches to a side shot of Nytrus, who stays looking forward. You can see a picture on one of the sheets of paper. It's a picture of Roxi. The Television Champion. There's another picture next to it. She's holding the championship up in the air.
Brandon: This coming week, you will face me. I made a statement. I made it known. I want your championship. I want your crown. Like I've said before... This is only the beginning of the journey and the paradox. Your crown means much more than just any silly old belt. Being named the MPW Television Champion is much more than any image. You have all of the tools to be champion. You know how to become a champion. Much does any other person in this company. This coming week on TNT I will not only face you and Laura Tavares, but I will be teaming with a little pipsqueak who can't keep his mouth shut. I've faced him before. I've been the man on top.
He stands from the table. The camera switches back to a frontal view of Nytrus' face. He walks off, out of frame. The camera turns and catches him walking into another room. There's a single light in the room. Once the camera finds him and walks in the room, there's at least three or four TV's on. Replaying the same footage over and over. It's Roxi's win. Nytrus' back is to the camera. But when he speaks, you can hear him clearly.
Brandon: It must have been a monumental moment, Roxanne. It must have felt quite amazing to be at the top of the mountain. Above all else. Above the men that sent you through tables and hit you with chairs. You overcame the odds and became the Millennium Professional Wrestling Television Champion.
He turns around and faces the camera.
Brandon: A moment that will define your career forever. You must really enjoy being at this place.
Brandon laughs a bit and pauses.
Brandon: I've been studying you. I've been watching you. That's why I arrived after your match last week. I was impressed. I know what it feels like to be at the top. But not at this level. Not at main stage level. Not yet, at least. When will I? That's the real question. When will "The Hardcore Icon" become the man of the company? Will he ever? Or will he always come up short.
Brandon looks past the camera. There's something on the wall behind it. The camera turns around. There are cut out articles from newspapers, magazines, and printed out pictures. The headlines include: "Nytrus falls short again!", "Another blown shot for Brandon Nytrus!", "Hardcore Icon? More like Hardcore Disappointment."
Brandon comes across the screen as we see him take a look at the pictures and articles. He laughs for a brief moment then turns to the camera.
Brandon: These moments will forever be in my head. Moments of agony and embarrassment. Trial and error. Crash and burn. Never will these moments be forgotten by The Hardcore Icon. By Nikki. By the MPW. No one will ever feel how embarrassed and pained I was those nights. The nights I stayed awake for countless hours trying to progress what occurred just hours before.
He looks off into the distance and walks forward a bit and sits at the table he was at before.
Brandon: That's why I will not fail this time. This time I will become a champion. This time I will make my voice heard. This time, only this time, will "The Hardcore Icon" will make you, Roxanne, finally understand what I've been saying since I got here. The Age of Xtreme will be upon us. That's why, this week on TNT, I will propose an offer that not even you, Roxanne, could refuse.
Brandon chuckles and goes back to the papers. The camera pans backwards showing the whole room. The camera then fades to black.