Post by xtremeair on Sept 19, 2008 17:15:44 GMT -5
*GHW comes back from a commercial with the camera panning around the arena. The crowd are ramped up after the opening contest of the night, and they all stand on their feet. A few of them carry signs, some of which say, "YOUR WORST NIGHTMARE IS NOW YOUR TELEVISION CHAMPION!", and , "JOE'S GONNA KILL YOU!". The camera eventually stops and then focuses on the announce table where Malibu and Weasel sit, waiting for the cue for them to begin speaking.*
~Weasel~
*Hello and Welcome back to another edition of Tuesday Night Triumph. The opening contest truly set the standard for the rest of tonight, and we've still got a couple of slobber-knockers left. For example, we have the newly crowned Television Champion facing off against a man who he has begun having a small rivalry with.*
.:Malibu:.
*Yea...ummm....I like can't wait to see that match! It should be like totally fantabulous!*
*Suddenly the lights in the arena go out. The bone chilling sound of a little girl screaming echoes through the arena and many fans jump to their feet as they now know who is about to come down to the ring. He is a man who has become a bit of a fan favorite in the past couple of weeks, all starting when he fired his manager Fire. As a blue light fills the arena, Last Resort by Papa Roach begins playing. The fans begin cheering madly, wanting to see their new GHW Television Champion for the first time since he won his match last week. After a short pause while the fans cheer their head off, Demon walks out from behind the curtain wearing his in ring attire, his championship belt slung over his left shoulder. He begins walking down the ramp, allowing the many fans to pat him on the back and congratulate him. He even gives the last few high fives before walking toward the timekeeper. A small staff member scurries over and hands him a mic, and Demon lets him get away without being shoved to the ground. He walks up to the side of the ring, looking up at the squared circle with pride emanate on his face. Demon slides his championship under the bottom rope before getting into the ring right after it. He bends down and lifts up the belt again, placing it back on his shoulder. Demon stares out to the crowd before beginning to speak.*
::Demon::
*TTYYSSOONN!!!! Where are you Mr. Gaines? Are you afraid of what may happen to you in our upcoming match tonight, where you face the most dominate man in the Television Division right now? Are you scared that I might tear you to pieces in the match that you chose?*
*He pauses as the crowd erupt into cheers, showing great respect for their new champion. As the screams die out, Demon begins speaking again.*
::Demon::
*If you're not afraid, you should be. Your Worst Nightmare is coming for you, and there's no way you can wake up. Not only will I tear you to pieces, I will end your career! I don't care if you are going to bring a weapon that I cannot rid you of. What you don't get is that the more pain you cause me, the more pain you shall receive. Glass covered gloves don't frighten me, I don't know of anything that does. And you know It doesn't matter what you had for dinner! Because I am fear itself!*
*Demon pauses once again. This time the crowd are completely silent, drinking in every word Demon is saying.*
::Demon::
*But that is not what I came out here to talk about. I came out here to talk about how great it feels to be called 'champ' everywhere I go. I came out here to make a special announcement, that I am sure will rock my fans. You see this mask, I wear it because I know it strikes fear into people's hearts. You see, the thing people fear most is the unknown, and while I am wearing this mask, I am unknown. But I am about to change that. I am about to sacrifice one of the things I hold so close to me, all for you fans. I am going to take off my mask!*
~Weasel~
*Woah! I know he has only been here for a short stint, but we have never seen him without that mask! First he fired Fire, and now this! What else could he have to say?*
*The crowd look on dumbstruck as Demon reaches to the back of his head, grabbing his mask. He begins pulling his arms back up slowly, carefully removing his mask. He finally manages to pull it completely off with a final mighty tug and then drops it to the mat. His face is revealed to the crowds for the first time. He has many scars, and a small goatee on his chin. He has blue eyes and long, stringy brown hair that falls down to about his shoulders.*
::Demon::
*I have one more thing to say before I leave this ring to prepare for my match tonight. Trickshot, I know you are listening. I propose you throw an open battle royal for the Television Division only next week here on Tuesday Night Triumph. The winner should be given a match against me for the title at Code Blue. What do you say?*
TBC Trickshot
~Weasel~
*Hello and Welcome back to another edition of Tuesday Night Triumph. The opening contest truly set the standard for the rest of tonight, and we've still got a couple of slobber-knockers left. For example, we have the newly crowned Television Champion facing off against a man who he has begun having a small rivalry with.*
.:Malibu:.
*Yea...ummm....I like can't wait to see that match! It should be like totally fantabulous!*
*Suddenly the lights in the arena go out. The bone chilling sound of a little girl screaming echoes through the arena and many fans jump to their feet as they now know who is about to come down to the ring. He is a man who has become a bit of a fan favorite in the past couple of weeks, all starting when he fired his manager Fire. As a blue light fills the arena, Last Resort by Papa Roach begins playing. The fans begin cheering madly, wanting to see their new GHW Television Champion for the first time since he won his match last week. After a short pause while the fans cheer their head off, Demon walks out from behind the curtain wearing his in ring attire, his championship belt slung over his left shoulder. He begins walking down the ramp, allowing the many fans to pat him on the back and congratulate him. He even gives the last few high fives before walking toward the timekeeper. A small staff member scurries over and hands him a mic, and Demon lets him get away without being shoved to the ground. He walks up to the side of the ring, looking up at the squared circle with pride emanate on his face. Demon slides his championship under the bottom rope before getting into the ring right after it. He bends down and lifts up the belt again, placing it back on his shoulder. Demon stares out to the crowd before beginning to speak.*
::Demon::
*TTYYSSOONN!!!! Where are you Mr. Gaines? Are you afraid of what may happen to you in our upcoming match tonight, where you face the most dominate man in the Television Division right now? Are you scared that I might tear you to pieces in the match that you chose?*
*He pauses as the crowd erupt into cheers, showing great respect for their new champion. As the screams die out, Demon begins speaking again.*
::Demon::
*If you're not afraid, you should be. Your Worst Nightmare is coming for you, and there's no way you can wake up. Not only will I tear you to pieces, I will end your career! I don't care if you are going to bring a weapon that I cannot rid you of. What you don't get is that the more pain you cause me, the more pain you shall receive. Glass covered gloves don't frighten me, I don't know of anything that does. And you know It doesn't matter what you had for dinner! Because I am fear itself!*
*Demon pauses once again. This time the crowd are completely silent, drinking in every word Demon is saying.*
::Demon::
*But that is not what I came out here to talk about. I came out here to talk about how great it feels to be called 'champ' everywhere I go. I came out here to make a special announcement, that I am sure will rock my fans. You see this mask, I wear it because I know it strikes fear into people's hearts. You see, the thing people fear most is the unknown, and while I am wearing this mask, I am unknown. But I am about to change that. I am about to sacrifice one of the things I hold so close to me, all for you fans. I am going to take off my mask!*
~Weasel~
*Woah! I know he has only been here for a short stint, but we have never seen him without that mask! First he fired Fire, and now this! What else could he have to say?*
*The crowd look on dumbstruck as Demon reaches to the back of his head, grabbing his mask. He begins pulling his arms back up slowly, carefully removing his mask. He finally manages to pull it completely off with a final mighty tug and then drops it to the mat. His face is revealed to the crowds for the first time. He has many scars, and a small goatee on his chin. He has blue eyes and long, stringy brown hair that falls down to about his shoulders.*
::Demon::
*I have one more thing to say before I leave this ring to prepare for my match tonight. Trickshot, I know you are listening. I propose you throw an open battle royal for the Television Division only next week here on Tuesday Night Triumph. The winner should be given a match against me for the title at Code Blue. What do you say?*
TBC Trickshot