Post by brandonnytrus on Jul 29, 2012 15:48:35 GMT -5
Walking through the hallways of the New Orleans Arena in Las Vegas is Brandon Nytrus. He's the newest superstar here in MPW. Not really knowing what to expect, but he's confident. He passes by IT guys and backstage hands that shirt's read "MPW". This is bigger than the previous Federation of UCE that he had come from.
"Uhm, excuse me?" Nytrus says to a man who is wearing a headset and checking on some paperwork it seems. "Do you know where the locker rooms are?"
The man says nothing, but gestures to a hallway down to the right.
Nytrus looks back and nods at the man.
As he walks down the hallway, present superstars who are talking to each other outside of their locker room watch as the 6'8 man in a custom made Armani suit makes his way down the hallway to find his locker room all the way at the end of the hallway on the right.
The door plate reads 'Nytrus' which under it reads his Twitter account (@thehcinytrus) which he thought was pretty funny. As he opens up, he takes a look around...it's a little closet of locker room compared to the others in the arena. He enters and closes the door. He drops his belongings and goes to take a rest on a steel chair that has been already unfolded and is placed in the center of the room.
Nytrus sighs and takes a look around, "This is it..." he picks up a water and takes a sip, "Sooner or later...I'll come in here with the MPW World Championship..."
He receives a text from his #1 fan and long time supporter...his father, that reads, "hey son...hop al is wel in th new fed!!!!!!!!!!!! mum and th sibs mis u so much!!!!!!!!! luv u and mis u as wel...c u soon!!!! xo" Nytrus squints as he tries to decode the odd message his father sent him.
He smiles once he finally gets it and simply types "Miss you and love you too."
He hasn't always been the one to show emotion...let alone love and affection. But when it comes to family...it means everything to him. But he's too cocky and arrogant to show it.
There's a small TV set on a table in the corner. It has no remote, so Nytrus stands up and turns it on.
The picture is a bit foggy but he can deal with it. The picture shows replays of past MPW shows and PPVs. Nytrus sits in the steel chair, thinking to himself, "This will be me some day...I will be champion."
He makes himself smile. This federation will become lonely and hard for Nytrus when he's all alone like he is now...but he'll make it. He will.
"Uhm, excuse me?" Nytrus says to a man who is wearing a headset and checking on some paperwork it seems. "Do you know where the locker rooms are?"
The man says nothing, but gestures to a hallway down to the right.
Nytrus looks back and nods at the man.
As he walks down the hallway, present superstars who are talking to each other outside of their locker room watch as the 6'8 man in a custom made Armani suit makes his way down the hallway to find his locker room all the way at the end of the hallway on the right.
The door plate reads 'Nytrus' which under it reads his Twitter account (@thehcinytrus) which he thought was pretty funny. As he opens up, he takes a look around...it's a little closet of locker room compared to the others in the arena. He enters and closes the door. He drops his belongings and goes to take a rest on a steel chair that has been already unfolded and is placed in the center of the room.
Nytrus sighs and takes a look around, "This is it..." he picks up a water and takes a sip, "Sooner or later...I'll come in here with the MPW World Championship..."
He receives a text from his #1 fan and long time supporter...his father, that reads, "hey son...hop al is wel in th new fed!!!!!!!!!!!! mum and th sibs mis u so much!!!!!!!!! luv u and mis u as wel...c u soon!!!! xo" Nytrus squints as he tries to decode the odd message his father sent him.
He smiles once he finally gets it and simply types "Miss you and love you too."
He hasn't always been the one to show emotion...let alone love and affection. But when it comes to family...it means everything to him. But he's too cocky and arrogant to show it.
There's a small TV set on a table in the corner. It has no remote, so Nytrus stands up and turns it on.
The picture is a bit foggy but he can deal with it. The picture shows replays of past MPW shows and PPVs. Nytrus sits in the steel chair, thinking to himself, "This will be me some day...I will be champion."
He makes himself smile. This federation will become lonely and hard for Nytrus when he's all alone like he is now...but he'll make it. He will.
