Post by Jake Diamond/Pavor Nocturnus on Apr 12, 2007 21:01:30 GMT -5
Jake Diamond is shown standing on the curb of a bad street, obviously at a very poor part of town. The buildings around him appear to be old and ruined, with nearly every window either broken or boarded up. The sound of gun shots, ambulances, and police sirens are heard in the background, while rats scurry all over. There are many trash cans lit on fire and a few hobos are visible. Jake’s wearing a nice clean and crisp suit with yellow pin stripes and a nice yellow shirt underneath, and with an American flag draped across his shoulders and upper back. His expression is his usual smug and arrogant grin with fury burning in his eyes. He starts to walk up the steep sidewalk toward the camera, which backs up as Jake advances on it.
JD: This street, Human Wreckingball, is a lot like our beginning and, ironically, parallel to our conclusion. We both started off with nothing to lose and everything to gain and yet we started off on separate sides of the proverbial tracks. I allied myself with The Coven and was adapted as a true patriot, where you joined forces with atrocious renegades and fought for the fans. Little did either of us know that our paths would soon cross in a battle that would struggle through hell fire and brimstone. During our monolithic conflict, you were continuously supported by the naïf deviants known as the audience, and in which time I realized a very essential part of myself.
Jake stops beside a hobo who is standing beside a trash can to keep warm, and stares at him in disgust while the homeless man lets out a couple wheezing coughs.
JD: Everything I have achieved to this date was all from my own doings. Since Solid Core Wrestling I have been known as an “All American” but what has America done for me, let alone the fans? Absolutely nothing, and in which time I had fought with blood and body on the line but no more. Now, I’m a sophisticated individual and somebody of my caliber should not have to be cut up and bloodied for unknown strangers. Nor should I have to drag around this disgusting rag across my shoulders, I represent nobody but myself and this visual signal of a putrid and prejudice nation should no longer be incorporated in my name.
Jake grabs the flag from his shoulders and folds it up very nicely while looking at the homeless man. He passes the flag to the hobo over the flames from the trash can and as the hobo reaches at the flag, Jake drops it in the trash can. The confused homeless man stares at Jake and is swiftly awarded a Super Kick, knocking him unconscious as the flag burns to ashes. He looks at the camera with a self righteous smile and continues to ascend the long and steep sidewalk.
JD: My wrestling career has been nothing but sick bumps and disgusting amounts of blood loss just to be recognized but somebody as great, somebody as unflawed, somebody as perfect as I am should not damage my body as much as I do. Not only am I the closest thing to greatness, I am also absolutely perfect and as I improve, as does everything around me.
As the camera slowly looks from side to side you notice the background has changed from a dark and unwelcoming poor neighborhood to nicer and brighter middle class area. The homes are a lot nicer and are in a cleaner residential area.
JD: From this moment on I will continue to wrestle and live my life the best and most absolutely perfect way, my way. My greatness is not only incomparable in the ring but also in life. I continue to go on throughout my career without having being pinned or submitting, and my only loses come to demented masochists in their own barbaric matches. Not only am I much richer and much smarter than my adversaries but my life of pampering and glamour by far surpasses their inferior lives. I am and always will be at least one rung above the corporate ladder than all who oppose me, but also to those who watch me and strive to be as extraordinary as I am. Ameliorate your hardest because no one will ever be, or has anyone ever seen somebody as irresistibly picture perfect as I am.
Jake finally reaches the top of the sloping sidewalk and all around him marvelous and beautiful mansions can be seen, one in particular looks to be around one billion dollars, which he walks casually up to. He stops at the very front door and turns back to the camera, and his voice gets much more serious as does his expression.
JD: This is my life, these are my rules, and my way living and everyone else around me can burn along with the flag, as Human Wreckingball will at World Warz. Because I am perfect, I am clean cut, I am Jake Diamond…
Jake opens up the door and walks in, but turns back as he stops in the doorway. A beautiful young woman comes from behind him and goes under his arm while they both look back at the camera.
JD: ... And I’m better than you.
End of Thread. Comments welcome.
OOC: Huge props go to Dirk for helping me out on this one, and with assistance on the very necessary gimmick change.
JD: This street, Human Wreckingball, is a lot like our beginning and, ironically, parallel to our conclusion. We both started off with nothing to lose and everything to gain and yet we started off on separate sides of the proverbial tracks. I allied myself with The Coven and was adapted as a true patriot, where you joined forces with atrocious renegades and fought for the fans. Little did either of us know that our paths would soon cross in a battle that would struggle through hell fire and brimstone. During our monolithic conflict, you were continuously supported by the naïf deviants known as the audience, and in which time I realized a very essential part of myself.
Jake stops beside a hobo who is standing beside a trash can to keep warm, and stares at him in disgust while the homeless man lets out a couple wheezing coughs.
JD: Everything I have achieved to this date was all from my own doings. Since Solid Core Wrestling I have been known as an “All American” but what has America done for me, let alone the fans? Absolutely nothing, and in which time I had fought with blood and body on the line but no more. Now, I’m a sophisticated individual and somebody of my caliber should not have to be cut up and bloodied for unknown strangers. Nor should I have to drag around this disgusting rag across my shoulders, I represent nobody but myself and this visual signal of a putrid and prejudice nation should no longer be incorporated in my name.
Jake grabs the flag from his shoulders and folds it up very nicely while looking at the homeless man. He passes the flag to the hobo over the flames from the trash can and as the hobo reaches at the flag, Jake drops it in the trash can. The confused homeless man stares at Jake and is swiftly awarded a Super Kick, knocking him unconscious as the flag burns to ashes. He looks at the camera with a self righteous smile and continues to ascend the long and steep sidewalk.
JD: My wrestling career has been nothing but sick bumps and disgusting amounts of blood loss just to be recognized but somebody as great, somebody as unflawed, somebody as perfect as I am should not damage my body as much as I do. Not only am I the closest thing to greatness, I am also absolutely perfect and as I improve, as does everything around me.
As the camera slowly looks from side to side you notice the background has changed from a dark and unwelcoming poor neighborhood to nicer and brighter middle class area. The homes are a lot nicer and are in a cleaner residential area.
JD: From this moment on I will continue to wrestle and live my life the best and most absolutely perfect way, my way. My greatness is not only incomparable in the ring but also in life. I continue to go on throughout my career without having being pinned or submitting, and my only loses come to demented masochists in their own barbaric matches. Not only am I much richer and much smarter than my adversaries but my life of pampering and glamour by far surpasses their inferior lives. I am and always will be at least one rung above the corporate ladder than all who oppose me, but also to those who watch me and strive to be as extraordinary as I am. Ameliorate your hardest because no one will ever be, or has anyone ever seen somebody as irresistibly picture perfect as I am.
Jake finally reaches the top of the sloping sidewalk and all around him marvelous and beautiful mansions can be seen, one in particular looks to be around one billion dollars, which he walks casually up to. He stops at the very front door and turns back to the camera, and his voice gets much more serious as does his expression.
JD: This is my life, these are my rules, and my way living and everyone else around me can burn along with the flag, as Human Wreckingball will at World Warz. Because I am perfect, I am clean cut, I am Jake Diamond…
Jake opens up the door and walks in, but turns back as he stops in the doorway. A beautiful young woman comes from behind him and goes under his arm while they both look back at the camera.
JD: ... And I’m better than you.
End of Thread. Comments welcome.
OOC: Huge props go to Dirk for helping me out on this one, and with assistance on the very necessary gimmick change.
Thanks Alex.
From being a psycho patriot to burning your own country flag... that's a really big gimmick change
