Post by War Train on Nov 16, 2007 15:30:01 GMT -6
(The scene opens up just after the end of a Collision taping. The final match has just ended and the crowd has started to filter out when the lights in the arena start to flicker on and off. The crowd suddenly goes quiet and most stumble back to their seats. The big screen comes back on with a picture of a train coming straight at the screen. As the train gets closer, the PA begins to blast “Crazy Train” by Ozzy Osbourne.
With the beginning of the song, an imposing figure wearing an open vest and black pants appears at the top of the ramp. He slowly removes his shades and looks around at the crowd. He walks down to the ring and slides in where an NCW junior reporter is waiting.
The junior reporter looks scared to death. He’s obviously never done one of these interviews before, but he builds the courage to approach the large man.)
NCW Reporter: Excuse me sir, umm, umm would you mind, uh, introducing yourself to the NCW fans?
(War Train looks down at the kid and grins as he can see the morbid fear the kid has in his eyes. War Train snatches the microphone from the kid and points to the ramp. The kid gets the hint and takes off running out of the ring.)
War Train: Well, well, well. The King of Kings arrives here in the NCW and all he gets for a reception is a pimple faced kid trying to break into the NCW as a reporter?? I deserve much more than that.
(Crowd begins to wonder who this guy is and in wrestling fan style, begin to chant for him to answer.)
Crowd: WHO ARE YOU? WHO ARE YOU? WHO ARE YOU?
(War Train gets the hint.)
War Train: You want to know who I am? I’ll tell you who I am. I’m the King of Kings, but you can call me War Train.
(The NCW crowd is not sold on the new guy and continues to heckle him.)
Crowd: JOBBER… JOBBER… JOBBER!
(War Train looks around in disgust and takes a new tone.)
War Train: SHUT IT! You want a jobber, you want to make fun of the lowlifes in the NCW, then tell your President to put anybody in front of me in this ring and I’ll show you what a jobber is. I don’t need any respect from you people. I’m here to take care of my own business. I’ve been looking around here for a while now and seeing all these new guys trying to stake their claim to something. Every time Collision comes on, there’s a new face, a new kid in the ring trying to be like his heroes. Well listen up! All you boys in the back better take notice of the arrival of the War Train. The road to your glory just got tougher than you ever imagined. You want to fight in the cage… been there done that. You want to go toe-to-toe and prove you are man enough to face me… I’m standing here waiting. I don’t need to go around parading all of my former titles and my past success because to be honest, I’m here for the present and the future. My past doesn’t concern any of you. What does concern you, is that there is a new King in town that all of you will have to face at some point. Whether it be at the upcoming Collision event, whether it be at the upcoming PPV, hell you might as well be ready in case I get bored and just take you on in the middle of the street. Just be prepared, because the War Train has arrived.
(The crowd is captivated by the words of the newest member of the NCW, they sit in stunned silence as he gets on top of one of corner posts. He raises one arm in the air with the microphone in the other.)
War Train: It is what it is… I’M THE KING!
(War Train drops down from the turnbuckle as “Crazy Train” by Ozzy Osbourne starts back up again. War Train drops the mic and heads back to the locker room as a stunned crowd begins to pack their things again and head for the doors.)
With the beginning of the song, an imposing figure wearing an open vest and black pants appears at the top of the ramp. He slowly removes his shades and looks around at the crowd. He walks down to the ring and slides in where an NCW junior reporter is waiting.
The junior reporter looks scared to death. He’s obviously never done one of these interviews before, but he builds the courage to approach the large man.)
NCW Reporter: Excuse me sir, umm, umm would you mind, uh, introducing yourself to the NCW fans?
(War Train looks down at the kid and grins as he can see the morbid fear the kid has in his eyes. War Train snatches the microphone from the kid and points to the ramp. The kid gets the hint and takes off running out of the ring.)
War Train: Well, well, well. The King of Kings arrives here in the NCW and all he gets for a reception is a pimple faced kid trying to break into the NCW as a reporter?? I deserve much more than that.
(Crowd begins to wonder who this guy is and in wrestling fan style, begin to chant for him to answer.)
Crowd: WHO ARE YOU? WHO ARE YOU? WHO ARE YOU?
(War Train gets the hint.)
War Train: You want to know who I am? I’ll tell you who I am. I’m the King of Kings, but you can call me War Train.
(The NCW crowd is not sold on the new guy and continues to heckle him.)
Crowd: JOBBER… JOBBER… JOBBER!
(War Train looks around in disgust and takes a new tone.)
War Train: SHUT IT! You want a jobber, you want to make fun of the lowlifes in the NCW, then tell your President to put anybody in front of me in this ring and I’ll show you what a jobber is. I don’t need any respect from you people. I’m here to take care of my own business. I’ve been looking around here for a while now and seeing all these new guys trying to stake their claim to something. Every time Collision comes on, there’s a new face, a new kid in the ring trying to be like his heroes. Well listen up! All you boys in the back better take notice of the arrival of the War Train. The road to your glory just got tougher than you ever imagined. You want to fight in the cage… been there done that. You want to go toe-to-toe and prove you are man enough to face me… I’m standing here waiting. I don’t need to go around parading all of my former titles and my past success because to be honest, I’m here for the present and the future. My past doesn’t concern any of you. What does concern you, is that there is a new King in town that all of you will have to face at some point. Whether it be at the upcoming Collision event, whether it be at the upcoming PPV, hell you might as well be ready in case I get bored and just take you on in the middle of the street. Just be prepared, because the War Train has arrived.
(The crowd is captivated by the words of the newest member of the NCW, they sit in stunned silence as he gets on top of one of corner posts. He raises one arm in the air with the microphone in the other.)
War Train: It is what it is… I’M THE KING!
(War Train drops down from the turnbuckle as “Crazy Train” by Ozzy Osbourne starts back up again. War Train drops the mic and heads back to the locker room as a stunned crowd begins to pack their things again and head for the doors.)