Post by ultraviolent on Jan 22, 2011 4:37:59 GMT -5
OOC: Shown on EVPW/GHW
The scene fades in to show Night, with his checks and lips pulled back in a smile. He flicks his hair, while placing his hands on his hips and starring alluringly into the camera’s lens. As the camera zooms out from its close-up on Night’s charming, yet mischievous looking face, the even more attractive face of EVPW’s very own Lizzie Morna comes into focus. Her smile is as large as always and a microphone is of course held only an inch from her shinning, crimson red lips as she waits to begin what seems to be an interview.
“Ladies and gentlemen, tonight I am joined by the one and only, the Chaming, Alex Night. Alex, I‘d like to start things off by telling you what an honor it is to be featured in this wonderful interview with you.”
Alex leans into the mic, so close to Lizzie’s face she could detect what toothpaste he used to brush his chompers before the interview. He smiles and looks off in the distance, not bothering to make eye-contact with the female or to look at the fans through the camera.
“Yeah, yeah. Same here. Now, before you ask I‘m doing just fine so lets skip the small talk and get down to what really matters, ok?”
Lizzie slightly contorts her face, a little bothered at the manifest arrogance the youngest champion is showing. She quickly flicks her hair behind her ears and her glowing smile reemerges as she brushes off his last statement to continue on with the interview.
“I along with the rest of the EVPW Universe are all wondering why you chose now to jump ships from GHW?”
“Well Lizzie, it‘s because I can, really. It‘ wasn‘t for the money. The fame. Or any of that, it was simply for self-improvement. For the last year I’ve been over at GHW working my ass off, wrestling any loser management decided to put in my way- and it just wasn’t any different. I was tearing my way through their roster and for some odd reason going unnoticed. For Pete’s sake does anyone remember that home broke, ghetto, wife killer who went on this little mission, destroying every Fighty fighty person put in his way to get her daughter back? Does anybody remember that low-life who tried attacking my mother during our match? No. Nobody does. You want to know It doesn't matter what you had for dinner! Because I put him out of his misery. I ended his minute long career. I sent a message to the entirety of GHW and alas it went unseen. Here‘s another remember when for you all. Remember when I was booked in a singles match against the 2010 NeXuS runner-up, Santo? Remember when I annihilated him, hit him with the Night‘s Out and covered him for the 1-2-3. Remember that, huh? The man who behind the mask was really Hayden HardKore, the same man who held both the New Age Championship AND the King of the Deathmatches championship. I remember, but do the GHW fans? No. Because management dusted me under the rug as if I was dirt that had to be hidden! So once I realized how I wasn‘t breaking through the glass ceiling, because GHW management gave me a bulletproof glaass ceiling I said forget it and walked my butt over to the company where the opportunities are endless and where talent matters, EVPW. So Lizzie, that’s why I chose now!”
Lizzie nods her head in approval with everything Alex just said. There was no disproving anything he mentioned, as it was all solid, supported fact. She slowly brings the mic away from Alex's moist, pink lips and back to her red lips before speaking in a more serious voice; seemingly taking the "Hollywood Hunk" a tad more serious than she had since the start of this interview.
"Wow. That really does explain a lot Alex. Hopefully after that the fans will start taking you more serious. Now, there's no doubting what you're actually capable of. Especially with a win over GHW's champion- "
Before Liz can continue on with what she wanted to say, Night wraps his long fingers around her petite hand, and brings the microphone towards his lips again.
"There you go Liz, you're already off to a good start- you said it. A win over GHW's champion. That's something that EVPW's current champion can't say he's done. But I- I can Lizzie. Because I'm talented. I'm underestimated, I'm on-paper better than the perverted champion, who right no is probably back in his locker room somewhere with a bottle of lotion and a picture of you. But I'm sorry to cut you off- continue on with your next question why don't you."
"Well, my next question was going to be: 'Where do you see yourself fitting in to this 'War' of the two companies.' "
"Hmm. That's a good question. I see myself being the difference maker. You see, if I would have made the dumb decision to stick around on GHW- they obviously would have the upper hand, the ball would be on their court and in my possession of course. But since I've finally come to my senses and opened my eyes to what that company is really about, It's manifest either company is nothing without me. I am the shooting star of the Night! I am EVPW's next, Imperial Champion. Count down the days. It's coming EVPW, the Era of Excellence will soon commence. I will soon stand tall a king amongst thy and- "
Lizzie cuts Alex off mid-sentence.
"You're weird."
She then turns around and marches off the set, leaving Alex looking on with puppy dog eyes as his moment to shine has been killed. His lips quiver as he fights his bottom one, fighting back the imminent flow of tears.
EOT: Comments will be appreciated!
The scene fades in to show Night, with his checks and lips pulled back in a smile. He flicks his hair, while placing his hands on his hips and starring alluringly into the camera’s lens. As the camera zooms out from its close-up on Night’s charming, yet mischievous looking face, the even more attractive face of EVPW’s very own Lizzie Morna comes into focus. Her smile is as large as always and a microphone is of course held only an inch from her shinning, crimson red lips as she waits to begin what seems to be an interview.
“Ladies and gentlemen, tonight I am joined by the one and only, the Chaming, Alex Night. Alex, I‘d like to start things off by telling you what an honor it is to be featured in this wonderful interview with you.”
Alex leans into the mic, so close to Lizzie’s face she could detect what toothpaste he used to brush his chompers before the interview. He smiles and looks off in the distance, not bothering to make eye-contact with the female or to look at the fans through the camera.
“Yeah, yeah. Same here. Now, before you ask I‘m doing just fine so lets skip the small talk and get down to what really matters, ok?”
Lizzie slightly contorts her face, a little bothered at the manifest arrogance the youngest champion is showing. She quickly flicks her hair behind her ears and her glowing smile reemerges as she brushes off his last statement to continue on with the interview.
“I along with the rest of the EVPW Universe are all wondering why you chose now to jump ships from GHW?”
“Well Lizzie, it‘s because I can, really. It‘ wasn‘t for the money. The fame. Or any of that, it was simply for self-improvement. For the last year I’ve been over at GHW working my ass off, wrestling any loser management decided to put in my way- and it just wasn’t any different. I was tearing my way through their roster and for some odd reason going unnoticed. For Pete’s sake does anyone remember that home broke, ghetto, wife killer who went on this little mission, destroying every Fighty fighty person put in his way to get her daughter back? Does anybody remember that low-life who tried attacking my mother during our match? No. Nobody does. You want to know It doesn't matter what you had for dinner! Because I put him out of his misery. I ended his minute long career. I sent a message to the entirety of GHW and alas it went unseen. Here‘s another remember when for you all. Remember when I was booked in a singles match against the 2010 NeXuS runner-up, Santo? Remember when I annihilated him, hit him with the Night‘s Out and covered him for the 1-2-3. Remember that, huh? The man who behind the mask was really Hayden HardKore, the same man who held both the New Age Championship AND the King of the Deathmatches championship. I remember, but do the GHW fans? No. Because management dusted me under the rug as if I was dirt that had to be hidden! So once I realized how I wasn‘t breaking through the glass ceiling, because GHW management gave me a bulletproof glaass ceiling I said forget it and walked my butt over to the company where the opportunities are endless and where talent matters, EVPW. So Lizzie, that’s why I chose now!”
Lizzie nods her head in approval with everything Alex just said. There was no disproving anything he mentioned, as it was all solid, supported fact. She slowly brings the mic away from Alex's moist, pink lips and back to her red lips before speaking in a more serious voice; seemingly taking the "Hollywood Hunk" a tad more serious than she had since the start of this interview.
"Wow. That really does explain a lot Alex. Hopefully after that the fans will start taking you more serious. Now, there's no doubting what you're actually capable of. Especially with a win over GHW's champion- "
Before Liz can continue on with what she wanted to say, Night wraps his long fingers around her petite hand, and brings the microphone towards his lips again.
"There you go Liz, you're already off to a good start- you said it. A win over GHW's champion. That's something that EVPW's current champion can't say he's done. But I- I can Lizzie. Because I'm talented. I'm underestimated, I'm on-paper better than the perverted champion, who right no is probably back in his locker room somewhere with a bottle of lotion and a picture of you. But I'm sorry to cut you off- continue on with your next question why don't you."
"Well, my next question was going to be: 'Where do you see yourself fitting in to this 'War' of the two companies.' "
"Hmm. That's a good question. I see myself being the difference maker. You see, if I would have made the dumb decision to stick around on GHW- they obviously would have the upper hand, the ball would be on their court and in my possession of course. But since I've finally come to my senses and opened my eyes to what that company is really about, It's manifest either company is nothing without me. I am the shooting star of the Night! I am EVPW's next, Imperial Champion. Count down the days. It's coming EVPW, the Era of Excellence will soon commence. I will soon stand tall a king amongst thy and- "
Lizzie cuts Alex off mid-sentence.
"You're weird."
She then turns around and marches off the set, leaving Alex looking on with puppy dog eyes as his moment to shine has been killed. His lips quiver as he fights his bottom one, fighting back the imminent flow of tears.
EOT: Comments will be appreciated!