Post by Deleted on Mar 15, 2011 19:44:46 GMT -6
”A Revolution is an idea that has found bayonets”
Napoleon Bonaparte
Napoleon Bonaparte
White noise beings to fade into shot, the dull drone buzzing progressively louder as the black and white lines ripple erratically. Before long the white noise begins to fade to black as the nCw Crossroads logo begins to fade into shot in complete silence, lingering for a few seconds. The sound of a can of spray point being shook off screen can be heard and before long specks of paint begin to form across the image as the letters “RV : 1/0/0” are slowly sprayed out across the top of the pay-per-view logo.
After a couple more seconds the logo fades to black whilst the spray paint remains, replaced by a red, white and black tricolour waving majestically before both begin to fade, revealing a darkened studio once more. Inside the room is the usual broadcast table with a shadowed figure behind it, the previous tricolour now draped across the rear of the set. The “Children of the Revolution” begins to play before fading to silence as red and white spotlights begin to fill the room before being replaced with a normal spotlight which reveals Roberto Verona behind the desk dressed in a black suit, the camera to zoom in closer, placing him the centre of the shot, staring into the camera before smiling sardonically.
Roberto Verona : Good evening and welcome to a special, post pay-per-view edition, of RevolutionCast. I am your host Roberto Verona, tonight we will be taking a look at last night’s event and I will also be exclusively answering some your questions! Now is your chance to ask questions of a man who can actually give you some answers. All this coming up, right here!
Along the bottom of the screen an e-mail address is displayed next to a picture of Roberto reading some sheets of paper, laughing as he sits on the side of the news desk under the words “Question Time with Roberto Verona”. Roberto begins to stand up from behind the news desk and once again walks across the set towards the two large flat screen monitors to his left, one displaying the usual nCw moniker whilst the other has the exclusive artwork from last night’s Crossroads.
Roberto Verona : Last night’s Crossroads was a roaring success, watched by millions of mindless drones around the world and thousands of even more gormless idiots packed inside the RBC Center, which judging by the state of the locker rooms stands for “Really Bloody Crap”. The biggest talking point of the night was the emergence of Zelda Knite during the World Title bout, although when you consider the calibre of people who fuel these topics it is hardly surprising and my internet sources tell me that most of the traffic was found on “LonelyTeenageVirginsUnite.com”. nCw should perhaps worry that viewer interest in the company peaks at the emergence of a pair of breasts as opposed to any level of talent available in the ring, but with a card featuring such lowlights as Paul Star vs Todd Williams it is perhaps to be expected. Luckily, the entire show was saved by perhaps the best match of the night.
Clearing his throat Roberto turns to face the monitor displaying the Crossroads artwork which begins to face to reveal the initial moments of the event as the camera pans around a packed RBC Center before being replaced with a heavily biased selection of footage from Roberto’s own match against Demetrious Young and Scott Havok, devoid of any clips in favour of the pair instead focusing solely on the damage delivered by Verona himself.
Roberto Verona : We were all treated to a monumental encounter to open the show, which perhaps makes all the crap that followed even more disappointing. The nCw universe witnessed its first glimpse of the irresistible force of change and the very start of the revolution which will engulf the company as I crushed Demetrious “The Cripple” Young and his slightly effeminate partner in failure Scotty “Please Just Retire Already” Havok. The result was of course never in doubt, but the real surprise was just how easily these two no marks laid down to pave the way for my glorious march towards the first of what will only be many victories. So, we here at RevolutionCast would like to send out a personal thank you to both Demetrious and Scotty for realising the futility in resisting the inevitable and laying down like good sports, you two have both been a part of something truly special. You were both part of a match which will always be remembered, you two were the first talentless hacks I put down on my path to irrefutable legend. One day children will be regaled with the story of Demetrious and Scotty who gladly sacrificed themselves for the greater good. Bravo sirs, bravo.
The footage cuts to Roberto’s victorious taunting of the crowd as he declared the “Revolution has begun”, smirking to himself Roberto continues.
Roberto Verona : Get used to this nCw, because this isn’t going to be the last time I am holding my hands up high whilst my opponents lay prostrate on the mat. It is simply fate; there is nothing and no one who will stop me and my revolution. Why? Because the nCw is decadent and out dated, it festers in a cesspool of filth and immorality, the perfect breeding ground for change. The bourgeoisie of the nCw title holders have had their time in the sun, too long as inadequacy been allowed to command respect in this company. Gone are the days when these pampered prima donnas could walk the halls safely at events, they don’t deserve to swan around like they are deserving of some level of respect. They lap up the love of a crowd of fools who are too stupid to see that they have done nothing to command such admiration, but they will soon learn the errors of their ways. I will not stop until I am the pinnacle of this company, no matter what is thrown in my way. For those of you who are paying me little attention, beware your ignorance because it will be your downfall. I will continue to send a message each and every week no matter who you put in front of me, I will not be stopped and nor will my revolution. Resistance is nothing but futile.
The footage ends and is replaced by footage from later in the night as Jack Manson is hit with the “Casualty to Society”, leaving him laid out cold in the middle of the ring.
Roberto Verona : With all this in mind, let me say a few words to you, Jack Manson. You are just the next in a line of challengers who will fall to the wayside as I surge towards the ultimate prize: the nCw World Championship Title. Perhaps you have a reason to be confident ahead of our bout, but rest assured I will shatter any illusions you may have in regards to beating me this Saturday at Trauma when I ram my knee through your skull. Let’s call it doing you a favour, maybe it will descramble that messed up head of yours. Most will be predicting a victory for you Jack and I don’t blame them, asides from the fact they haven’t got a brain cell to share between them you are a former nCw National Title champion and before Venom put you away you could have regained your belt. You have the credentials that’s for sure Jack, but your reward for having Venom kick your ass is to enter the ring with the fastest rising star in the nCw roster. Your credentials hold only one purpose in this match and that is to serve me in sending out a message to the stars of this company that I am a force to be reckoned with, putting away Young and Havok was only a ripple in the great ocean of untalented egomaniacs here in nCw, but when I decisively defeat you this Saturday people will be forced to take notice. I won’t have just defeated two nobodies, I will have defeated a former champion of one of the most prestigious belts in this company.
You are simply a means to an end Jack, so do not start to feel too self-important. Whilst I respect that you will be a key cog in the machine of revolution you are simply here to send a message. Many will expect you to knock the words right out of my mouth, to slap the petulance right out of me, but they are wrong. This Saturday you will see just why I am so confident in my abilities, just why I am the next big thing in nCw. So many people will say that it is all well and good saying it and they are right, despite the fact that everything I say is true I need to show you all the errors of your ways. You Jack will be the third victim of my unrelenting rampage, you will just be another case for my defence, another piece of evidence to show all those who doubt me that I am not just running my mouth but I am merely a prophet of the future of nCw. I know that my revolution will destroy the status quo of this rotting behemoth and on Saturday, when I beat you to a pulp, I will continue to show it. Feel free to deny it, that is if you have managed to remove Venom’s boot from your mouth.
The montage ends as Verona makes his way to a leather chair to the left of the monitors, besides it a small table with a pile of printed sheets of paper. Roberto lowers himself into the seat before grabbing the papers, tapping them on his knee to tidy them up. Across the bottom of the screen the words “Question Time with Roberto Verona” reappear with the same image as before.
Roberto Verona : I am pleased to welcome you the first ever “Question Time with Roberto Verona”. In my ultimate wisdom I have decided to open up this section of the show to you, the gormless public who are stupid enough to pay for these channels. Let’s start this week with a question from A. Moron.
”Dear Roberto, why did you attack Demetrious Young rather than just pinning Scotty Havok? What was the point?”
Because I can, it is really that simple. Demetrious decided he could run his mouth about me and I decided he should pay for it. I don’t expect you to be able to grasp this concept but when somebody takes liberties with what they say about me I don’t tuck my sack between my legs and run away like a whipped bitch, I leave that sort of behaviour to Todd Williams. I show them what happens when they open their mouths and fail to engage their brains before their tongues. This business isn’t about playing fair, it is about making sure people learn to respect you, even if you have to beat it into them.
Next up, we have a question from R.E. Tard, he asks…
Roberto, why are you such a douchebag?
Hmmm, I am sorry, I think you were looking for RobDiamond@ncw.com. Try learning to type next time big guy, yeah? Let’s hope Mr Richard Head has something better for me…
Dear Roberto, who do you think will win the Coliseum Qualifiers this weekend?
A stupid question Richard, that is like asking which is better to contract syphilis or leprosy. If you really must have an answer, however, my picks are Paul Star and Xander Famularo, though neither are a patch on myself. Maybe you should spend more time e-mailing nCw to demand that they give me a shot at somebody more important than Jack Manson than wasting my inbox with this drivel? Up next, although I hold little faith in them providing anything worthwhile, is a question from Miss L. Oser.
Hi Roberto, do you have Facebook? Can I be your friend?
An interesting question for a change. No, I do not have a Facebook account; I don’t need a website to boost my self-esteem by listing a bunch of strangers as my friends, nor do I need to waste my life liking inane comments by a bunch of idiots. I swear, anybody who gets some kind of satisfaction out of pointless crap like Farmville need to be shot. Oh, and no, I will not be your friend, but at least I am honest enough to tell you that. Oh, and before you ask, no I don’t have a Twitter account either, no matter how interesting I am a fail to believe that people need to know my every whereabouts or the exact details of my latest bowel movement. To wrap this car crash up we finish with a question from D.Young…
Dear Roberto, can I please have my teeth back?
No Demetrious, you can’t. Although I am glad to hear you are tuning in, maybe you can learn how to be a winner, although admittedly I am no Charlie Sheen. I still have my dignity after all.
Screwing the questions up, Roberto throws them behind him before leaning forward to face the camera.
Roberto Verona : I’d like to say thank you for your questions, but frankly an inebriated chimp could conjure up more interesting topics of debate. It is just further proof that the good people of the nCw universe should be unilaterally banned from access to a computer. I know you all hate me, and I am not surprised. You’re all too stupid to realise that everything I say is just the cold hard facts. Rest assured that this Saturday I will once again prove to you all that your illusions that I will fail before I have every really begun are riddled with falsehoods. The likelihood that Jack Manson will leave the ring as anything but a vegetable is slim to none, when I am done with him you will all have to start believing. I know, change is scary, but it is time to open up your eyes and listen to a few home truths. If you want to carry on burying your heads in the sand, be my guest, but this weekend I will be leaving that ring 2/0/0 and there isn’t a damn thing you, or Jack Manson, can do about it. The cat is out of the bag, the walls are breached, Steve Awesome is out of the closet and Pandora has opened her box. The revolution may well be in its infancy, however, be warned: it has begun and at Trauma, I am going to step it up a notch, starting with putting Jack Manson in his place on the road map of my success. Nothing can stop me, not even Zelda Knite...
With that the camera fades to black as the vanadalised nCw Crossroads logo reappears, as “Children of the Revolution” by T-Rex begins to fade as RevolutionCast comes to an end, returning to white noise once again.