Out of Character: Eh, lack of motivation due to no one else role-playing yet. “The Beginning.” The Beginning.
Once a fighter, always a fighter. A memento I shall always live my life by. To be here, in DwA, isn’t only in my best interest, I need a place like this. To get rid of all the hypocritical ignorant biased owners in this world is something our entire business needs, and until then we dawn no new beginning, just new ways about it. Due to the inability of some, to own a multi-million dollar company, it renders business women like Whisper, to sit back and watch fights instead of compete in them due to the ironic fact that people will attempt to point the biased finger at her in any event that she won a match.
The End
A no name fighter business is where all biased nonsense flies out the window as not many here are that well known or respected. I do recognize a few fighters, Darren Smith… the black man that calls the white guys cracker… and somehow that didn’t bring any racist meaning to it, only for me to call him nigger and to get shot up while he’s drinking Colt 45. The mans a hypocrite none the less, and much more of a threat to the cat trying to eat the mouse, then myself, trying to win the World title.
Kid you not, I am here to make my allies scarce, and my enemies plenty. I am not one who tends to care about the repercussions of my actions for words cannot describe the predicaments I have found myself in before. Not one man here frightens me, whether their accomplishment list rises to the skies and above, or merely falls flat on the ground, they are no threat to me. The World Championship match is an open ended match, where no limits are held, in the terms of who can, and who can not fight in it, so I shall leave no stone unturned.
The scene opens up as a plain background is seen, a black backdrop with the DwA logo on it is seen behind the man by the name of Alexander Anax, or better known as Alexander King. Dressed in his usual attire, Alexander lifts his hat off of his head as he runs his hand through his hair as he places the hat back on.
“The Start of Destruction, the first big show in the business, and it features multitudes of open ended matches where any superstar can perform to their desire and fight in any little old match they want. There is some reason that one would like to participate in the World Championship match, because to win that match, it would not only set the fact that my abilities surpass the rest here, but it would also set my name in stone for this company as the building block for the future, and the first ever World Champion that DwA has seen. That would be quite a sight to see wouldn’t it? Alexander King, atop of the world… as the World Champion… sounds like the ring of the liberty bell has started, and your time? Like the internal clock of Barrack Obama’s presidential reign, is quickly coming to an end.”
Alexander turned his head as he watched a staff member walk by, one of the lowly janitors it appeared as he strolled the cleaning supplies along quickly.
“Arrogance, apparently he wanted some camera time as well. Now, I know my competition is going to be tough, an aforementioned competitor being that of Christian Michaels, a big man in.. PWT, W2K, ICWA, and that’s all nice and dandy Michaels, but parading around those accomplishments won’t help you this time around. You see, you are fighting a different fight, where your name is in the same slot as mine, meaningless until proven otherwise, and whether you understand that or not before you go off ranting about how your accolades mean that you are that much better, will be the determining factor in whether you walk out of the ring after our match empty handed, or not.”
Alexander leant out of camera for a minute as he grabbed a bottle of water, and took a long drink from it. Obviously not wanting to ruin his camera time by a bottle of water, he set it down and re-focused.
“Now there are a few people that I am going to have to admit, I know nothing of you, Xtreme 3:16, I have seen you parade around a bit in FWAR, un-impressive to say the least but I never have seen you fight in the ring except for your old matches, and while those are rather impressive, I leave one question to you… Are you really going to attempt to take what will be rightfully mine? Or are you going to cower like history dictates and leave the real fighters to compete in ring? And then, there is this Xtremist fellow, apparently a veteran in the business, and I can see that being in it for … five or six years, but not fighting for that long? That’s not a veteran. You know what a veteran is right? It’s someone with experience there Xtremist, and the business has changed since last time you laced up your boots so I consider you shoot for the lower belts, because honestly… I can’t see a self proclaimed-veteran who knows not of how the business has changed in and out of the ring, a real threat to the World title. Keenan Saint, a man who I have seen very little of in the past few months. But a fighter indeed. There is no real description from me about Keenan because well… I am not just about to make random nonsense up for the sake of it, nor am I going to assume anything of him, he is a well rounded fighter and likely one of the tougher competitors for me, if he chooses to fight in this match.”
Alexander knew his opposition would be rather large especially since the ideal way to go about it is that most people would attempt a shot at the top title, instead of the bottom one first, so to any degree, he was expecting everyone in the federation to be a part of the World title match.
“I want to make one thing clear to everyone listening right now… You may try to conjure up some type of idiotic reasoning to why I cannot make it in this fight, and if you want to do that it’s fine. But do realize facts are facts and whether you are Jamie Pierce, from the broken down kingdom he ran in Euphoric Entertainment or Christian Michaels from what WAS a legacy in PWT and W2K, you hold no ground above me, for there is no past that matters here in DwA, there is nothing but the now, and right now? I am on my quest to become the World Champion, and if anything… you guys are especially… not the ones that can change my path.”
Fade. |