Post by Chris Dolan on Dec 26, 2009 0:26:37 GMT -5
The arena is eerily silent. Still with guess work going on about the events of the beginning of the night.
Suddenly, as if in answer to everyones questions a spotlight shines up into the rafters.
Then the man in the black robe form earlier begins descending slowly from a zip line into the ring, now to thunderous boos do to his little introduction, from earlier.
Gracefully he lands both feet onto the ring. He unclips himself from the line. It is quickly raised back up to the rafters.
He begins to pace the ring before stopping to speak.
- I left you earlier tonight with MY title lying on the ground, MY title which I earned again and again. The title that was so attached to my name that it had to be RETIRED once I gave it up. Yes, I had to give it up because NO ONE could beat me.
He pauses letting the crowd get the full affect of his stinging words.
- All of you, every SINGLE one worshiped me! I MADE this title and I MADE this company. I leave and what happens? Well everyone lost their D@MN minds!
The boos seem to be gaining and gaining intensity and noise as this man continues to speak.
One fan in the front row even throws his beer into the face of the speaker.
Beneath the robe, that now soaks wet with alcohol appear shining white teeth. Forming a intimidating, mocking grin.
- Ha, well as I was saying, you are ALL sheep. All it takes is a herder and a few lies and a couple of beers to keep you in line.
The camera zooms into the face that still cannot be identified, building tension.
- You! MWA fans are all the sheep, and I....I the Sheppard, YOUR Sheppard has returned......I.......
He drops his robe to his feet. Revealing a young man, with brown buzz cut hair and a mild five O' Clock Shadow along with white wrestling tights and boots that greatly contradict the robes at his feet. Along with the Universal Title around his waist.
Although all identifying facial features are hidden do to him staring at the the wrestling mat.
- I..........CHRIS DOLAN!
He looks up at the camera smiling his evil smile. The boo's are now erupting from the arena. So much so that Chris's entrance music, Sinner by Drowning Pool, can barely be heard or recognized as it starts to play.
Dolan- Yes, I have returned, and hell WILL be unleashed ONCE MORE!!!!!!!
Chris Dolan exits the ring and begins to walk backstage, while a near riot is breaking out from the fans at this news.
Chris reaches the last few steps of the entrance ramp and stops walking. Slowly he raises his Universal Title in the air showing the crowd his dominance as the camera fades to black...
Suddenly, as if in answer to everyones questions a spotlight shines up into the rafters.
Then the man in the black robe form earlier begins descending slowly from a zip line into the ring, now to thunderous boos do to his little introduction, from earlier.
Gracefully he lands both feet onto the ring. He unclips himself from the line. It is quickly raised back up to the rafters.
He begins to pace the ring before stopping to speak.
- I left you earlier tonight with MY title lying on the ground, MY title which I earned again and again. The title that was so attached to my name that it had to be RETIRED once I gave it up. Yes, I had to give it up because NO ONE could beat me.
He pauses letting the crowd get the full affect of his stinging words.
- All of you, every SINGLE one worshiped me! I MADE this title and I MADE this company. I leave and what happens? Well everyone lost their D@MN minds!
The boos seem to be gaining and gaining intensity and noise as this man continues to speak.
One fan in the front row even throws his beer into the face of the speaker.
Beneath the robe, that now soaks wet with alcohol appear shining white teeth. Forming a intimidating, mocking grin.
- Ha, well as I was saying, you are ALL sheep. All it takes is a herder and a few lies and a couple of beers to keep you in line.
The camera zooms into the face that still cannot be identified, building tension.
- You! MWA fans are all the sheep, and I....I the Sheppard, YOUR Sheppard has returned......I.......
He drops his robe to his feet. Revealing a young man, with brown buzz cut hair and a mild five O' Clock Shadow along with white wrestling tights and boots that greatly contradict the robes at his feet. Along with the Universal Title around his waist.
Although all identifying facial features are hidden do to him staring at the the wrestling mat.
- I..........CHRIS DOLAN!
He looks up at the camera smiling his evil smile. The boo's are now erupting from the arena. So much so that Chris's entrance music, Sinner by Drowning Pool, can barely be heard or recognized as it starts to play.
Dolan- Yes, I have returned, and hell WILL be unleashed ONCE MORE!!!!!!!
Chris Dolan exits the ring and begins to walk backstage, while a near riot is breaking out from the fans at this news.
Chris reaches the last few steps of the entrance ramp and stops walking. Slowly he raises his Universal Title in the air showing the crowd his dominance as the camera fades to black...