Post by red dragon on Mar 12, 2017 1:47:07 GMT -5
The scene slowly fades in on a stainless steel door. A hand appears in front of the camera and turns as the doorknob starts to turn it lets out a loud creaking noise. Hesitantly the cameraman pushes the door open rest of the way to find a dimly lit room with walls made of black marble. The only light in the room is coming from a flickering light in the middle of the room. A hand reaches in front of the camera. A light on top of the camera comes on as the hand disappears.
Cameraman: What kind of room is this?
As the camera pans the room it reveals assorted weapons hanging on the black marble wall. The weapons range from baseball bat wrapped in barbwire to chains with handcuffs on the end. The closer the camera zooms in on the weapons it is obvious that there is a dried substance that appears to be blood on all the weapons and handcuffs.
Cameraman: What have I got myself into?
A clanging noise starts to echoes throughout the room as a sinister laugh erupts loudly. The cameraman jumps backwards and starts to pan rest of the room trying to find where the laugh and noise is coming from. In the far corner of the room a lighter starts to flicker as the camera finds a stainless steel table with a pair of black combat boots resting on it. As the camera zooms up from the boots you notice a pair of ragged jeans and a black t-shirt with “CAMP Carnage” across the front. The camera tries to zoom in on the individual's face but hair is covering it.
Raspy Voice: Welcome to the Dungeon Many people have mentioned that a gym is not perfect unless it looks like a torture room. How do you like my gym that I use to train for most of matches. From the time I started out to now. I have been in different companies during that time and this place has been my place to craft my arts. Just like an artist I slowly pick the right canvas and then I take my time to find the right piece of art that I think would make the perfect piece of art. Guess what my dear you have been picked for my upcoming piece of work. .
The sinister laugh starts again as the individual raises his head and slowly removes the hair from his face to reveal that it is Red Dragon. The typical white face paint is replaced by red face paint in the image of the devil. A smirk formed across his face as the camera starts to shake as the cameraman starts to walk backwards slowly to get a small distance between himself and Red Dragon until he backs himself up against the wall. He slowly walks up to the camera and pulls it close.
Red Dragon: Do you fear the unknown? Do you fear the inner demon that lurks inside me just begging to be let out, as it screams out louder and louder until I have no choice to give in to feed the lust for blood.
Red Dragon is close enough to the camera lens that it starts to fog over some from his breath.
Red Dragon: At Ultimate Resolve I’m going against two wrestlers that I know little about except that the last match they were involved in was supposedly a tough one. Well Anton Chase and Nightshade do you enjoy the sound of cartilage being stretched, the cracking of bones, the screams of agony, and of course making an artwork on the mat with our opponents blood. Anton and Nightshade it will be an honor to step into the ring against you.
However don’t take that as a sign of weakness because even though it will be an honor it will become nothing more than just a pure nightmare for you once the bell rings. Because even though we have not had any problems between each other. Anton that soon will change since you brought up that you think you have what it takes to end my career. I have heard that so many times and as you notice I’m still standing here. I hope you bring everything you have to our match so we can make it a perfect piece of work as we tear the roof off the building as it starts off a typical match but I have a feeling that with three sadistic wrestlers that the crowd will see a side of xtreme wrestling that has not been seen in a very long time.
Red Dragon walks away from the camera as he motions for it to follow him to the wall. He reaches up to the wall as he removes a femur wrapped in barbwire. A smile forms across his face.
Red Dragon: What a beautiful tool to help me on my way of making sure the perfect piece of art is accomplished. The ripping of flesh as the blood starts to flow like a river onto the canvas. The screams of agony coming as it feeds the inner demon or artist whichever you want to call it. Does not matter to me since it is moreless the same thing even though different people will label it as different things.
Red Dragon slas the femur against the marble wall as he runs the barbwire across it as it makes a scratching noise.
Red Dragon: Now to Nightshade the silent man. Are you a mute or trying to figure a way out of this match? Either way it don’t matter to me since you're going to end up covered in your own blood.
Red Dragon rubs his chin as a sadistic grin forms.
Red Dragon: I hear people talk about that I have not done much here so far. They want me to bring out the inner demon in me to allow this match to be a vicious match. Don’t worry I won’t hold anything back and I guarantee that once the match starts you will regret requesting that. Do you think you have what it takes to survive the match? I know that thought probably has been going through your head over and over.
Red Dragon lets out a sinister laugh as he runs the babrwire across his left hand. The blood starts to trickle down the side of his hand as it slowly drips to the floor below him. He looks down at his hand as he watches the drops of blood fall one by one to the ground.
Red Dragon: The reckoning is almost upon us and on that day darkness will sweep over the land, destroying everything. That's when the lord of darkness will look down upon you and and decide. Are you his agent or merely kindling for his fire? Think about your fate. THE CHOICE IS YOURS.
Red Dragon slowly starts walking back into the shadows as stops at the edge and turns back towards the camera.
Red Dragon: Anton and NIghtshade you can't escape. One way or another my darkness owns you. Don't even try to resist. When one of my emissaries stands up behind you and taps you on the shoulder, you can rest assured that his other hand is already tightly gripping your soul.
Red Dragon starts to laugh as he throws the femur at the camera as it shatters sending the scene to static.
Cameraman: What kind of room is this?
As the camera pans the room it reveals assorted weapons hanging on the black marble wall. The weapons range from baseball bat wrapped in barbwire to chains with handcuffs on the end. The closer the camera zooms in on the weapons it is obvious that there is a dried substance that appears to be blood on all the weapons and handcuffs.
Cameraman: What have I got myself into?
A clanging noise starts to echoes throughout the room as a sinister laugh erupts loudly. The cameraman jumps backwards and starts to pan rest of the room trying to find where the laugh and noise is coming from. In the far corner of the room a lighter starts to flicker as the camera finds a stainless steel table with a pair of black combat boots resting on it. As the camera zooms up from the boots you notice a pair of ragged jeans and a black t-shirt with “CAMP Carnage” across the front. The camera tries to zoom in on the individual's face but hair is covering it.
Raspy Voice: Welcome to the Dungeon Many people have mentioned that a gym is not perfect unless it looks like a torture room. How do you like my gym that I use to train for most of matches. From the time I started out to now. I have been in different companies during that time and this place has been my place to craft my arts. Just like an artist I slowly pick the right canvas and then I take my time to find the right piece of art that I think would make the perfect piece of art. Guess what my dear you have been picked for my upcoming piece of work. .
The sinister laugh starts again as the individual raises his head and slowly removes the hair from his face to reveal that it is Red Dragon. The typical white face paint is replaced by red face paint in the image of the devil. A smirk formed across his face as the camera starts to shake as the cameraman starts to walk backwards slowly to get a small distance between himself and Red Dragon until he backs himself up against the wall. He slowly walks up to the camera and pulls it close.
Red Dragon: Do you fear the unknown? Do you fear the inner demon that lurks inside me just begging to be let out, as it screams out louder and louder until I have no choice to give in to feed the lust for blood.
Red Dragon is close enough to the camera lens that it starts to fog over some from his breath.
Red Dragon: At Ultimate Resolve I’m going against two wrestlers that I know little about except that the last match they were involved in was supposedly a tough one. Well Anton Chase and Nightshade do you enjoy the sound of cartilage being stretched, the cracking of bones, the screams of agony, and of course making an artwork on the mat with our opponents blood. Anton and Nightshade it will be an honor to step into the ring against you.
However don’t take that as a sign of weakness because even though it will be an honor it will become nothing more than just a pure nightmare for you once the bell rings. Because even though we have not had any problems between each other. Anton that soon will change since you brought up that you think you have what it takes to end my career. I have heard that so many times and as you notice I’m still standing here. I hope you bring everything you have to our match so we can make it a perfect piece of work as we tear the roof off the building as it starts off a typical match but I have a feeling that with three sadistic wrestlers that the crowd will see a side of xtreme wrestling that has not been seen in a very long time.
Red Dragon walks away from the camera as he motions for it to follow him to the wall. He reaches up to the wall as he removes a femur wrapped in barbwire. A smile forms across his face.
Red Dragon: What a beautiful tool to help me on my way of making sure the perfect piece of art is accomplished. The ripping of flesh as the blood starts to flow like a river onto the canvas. The screams of agony coming as it feeds the inner demon or artist whichever you want to call it. Does not matter to me since it is moreless the same thing even though different people will label it as different things.
Red Dragon slas the femur against the marble wall as he runs the barbwire across it as it makes a scratching noise.
Red Dragon: Now to Nightshade the silent man. Are you a mute or trying to figure a way out of this match? Either way it don’t matter to me since you're going to end up covered in your own blood.
Red Dragon rubs his chin as a sadistic grin forms.
Red Dragon: I hear people talk about that I have not done much here so far. They want me to bring out the inner demon in me to allow this match to be a vicious match. Don’t worry I won’t hold anything back and I guarantee that once the match starts you will regret requesting that. Do you think you have what it takes to survive the match? I know that thought probably has been going through your head over and over.
Red Dragon lets out a sinister laugh as he runs the babrwire across his left hand. The blood starts to trickle down the side of his hand as it slowly drips to the floor below him. He looks down at his hand as he watches the drops of blood fall one by one to the ground.
Red Dragon: The reckoning is almost upon us and on that day darkness will sweep over the land, destroying everything. That's when the lord of darkness will look down upon you and and decide. Are you his agent or merely kindling for his fire? Think about your fate. THE CHOICE IS YOURS.
Red Dragon slowly starts walking back into the shadows as stops at the edge and turns back towards the camera.
Red Dragon: Anton and NIghtshade you can't escape. One way or another my darkness owns you. Don't even try to resist. When one of my emissaries stands up behind you and taps you on the shoulder, you can rest assured that his other hand is already tightly gripping your soul.
Red Dragon starts to laugh as he throws the femur at the camera as it shatters sending the scene to static.
