Post by ishimarujunichiro on Mar 23, 2013 1:53:01 GMT -6
The scene opens up with Ishimaru Junichiro sitting on a chair looking into the camera. In the background there is a grey brick wall and the light is dim, but light enough to see Ishimaru Junichiro's face clearly.
He leans forward and sighs.
Ishimaru Junichiro: Markus Reeves... I don't think you know who I am... My name is Ishimaru Junichiro. "The Hardcore Icon", "The Beast". Like I've said on multiple occasions, I've done more than what's expected to get the honor of being called each of those names. The things I've done, the things I've seen to earn those titles, are terrifying... no... horrific.[/color]
He takes a moment to take a breath.[/color]
Ishimaru Junichiro: You said a lot of things a couple of days ago at a NCW House Show about me.. But one thing that stood out from all the trash that was leaking out from your mouth was that I'm not "World Title material"... Markus Reeves, I don't think you're getting my message. I could care less if this match was for the World Title. Hell, I could care less if it was the main event. All of those are cliches that just make an anticipated match more exciting. I'm more about the fact this match is actually happening other than not. I can't wait to finally step in the ring and land shot after shot after shot on you, watching your face turn from the peach color, to bleach white, and finally to blood red as I cover every inch of your face with blood. Once I've accomplished what I needed to accomplish, I will easily defeat you and walk out of the arena in one piece as the EMTs rush to your side trying to stop the bleeding and heal you.[/color]
He again sits back as he begins to turn beat red from the anger. With his back against the steel chair, the veins that were popping out of his neck and his head settle and his face returns to normal color... He moves forward to speak once again.[/color]
Ishimaru Junichiro: Markus Reeves , you're right, this isn't Twitter. This isn't where we can just say things and have it be over with. This is the big time. This is where losers get embarrassed and the legends outshine the wannabes. That's all you'll be after Trauma, Markus Reeves. A worthless wannabe who had his seven seconds of heaven and then finally plummeted back down to Earth. When that bell rings, and the fans return to their seats... You and everyone else in the NCW Nation will see a side of me that no one has ever seen before.[/color]
He laughs a bit.[/color]
Ishimaru Junichiro: You know... It's funny... How some people's minds work? One person can say one thing about something and the other will say something completely different. Well, when I first got here, all I heard was: "Give up, kid." or "You'll never make it." That's it. Every single person in the locker room said the same thing and had the same opinion about me. And before you know it the way I have been going and winning matches I will have gold around my waist..But, oh wait...[/color]
He makes a fake frown almost mocking Markus Reeves and everyone else.[/color]
Ishimaru Junichiro: Markus Reeves doesn't take me seriously...[/color]
A fake crying noise and gesture is made by mockingly wiping the eyes and sniffling a bit. He continues with a whiny tone:[/color]
Ishimaru Junichiro: And I just wanna make some friends!!![/color]
Now an even louder crying noise comes out of Ishimaru Junichiro' mouth. It gets annoying now.
He suddenly switches to a serious face and stares blankly into the camera.[/color]
Ishimaru Junichiro: Is that what you think of me, Markus Reeves? Like acting like a two year because I never get what I want? I'm not like you. I don't bitch and whine because The Ace doesn't tickle my pickle. I work my a*s of to earn what I get.[/color]
There's a brief pause where Ishimaru Junichiro gathers some thoughts and smiles.[/color]
Ishimaru Junichiro: I mean, your amount of stupidity is overwhelming at times because all you can do is just sit back and laugh because you, Markus Reeves, have never gotten the big picture. I'm not afraid of you. I'm not intimidated either. So you can say all you want and do what you will... But after Saturday... You're in for a surprise when you finally wake up and the only thing you're seeing is a little bit of blood and the florescent light on the ceiling in your hospital room.
But, Markus Reeves, there is one thing you said that does make sense, Markus Reeves. I haven't been around lately to talk sh*t and cut promos. Unlike you, there's a reason why. I've been training. I went back to Japan for a bit to say hi to the boys and get some training done. They reminded me just how ruthless and dominating I can be. I'm hungry, Markus Reeves. And I have my sights set on my next meal... And it's you.[/color]
The scene fades to black with Ishimaru Junichiro standing up and walking away from the camera. There's a sound of a door slamming then the audio and camera cut together.[/color]
He leans forward and sighs.
Ishimaru Junichiro: Markus Reeves... I don't think you know who I am... My name is Ishimaru Junichiro. "The Hardcore Icon", "The Beast". Like I've said on multiple occasions, I've done more than what's expected to get the honor of being called each of those names. The things I've done, the things I've seen to earn those titles, are terrifying... no... horrific.[/color]
He takes a moment to take a breath.[/color]
Ishimaru Junichiro: You said a lot of things a couple of days ago at a NCW House Show about me.. But one thing that stood out from all the trash that was leaking out from your mouth was that I'm not "World Title material"... Markus Reeves, I don't think you're getting my message. I could care less if this match was for the World Title. Hell, I could care less if it was the main event. All of those are cliches that just make an anticipated match more exciting. I'm more about the fact this match is actually happening other than not. I can't wait to finally step in the ring and land shot after shot after shot on you, watching your face turn from the peach color, to bleach white, and finally to blood red as I cover every inch of your face with blood. Once I've accomplished what I needed to accomplish, I will easily defeat you and walk out of the arena in one piece as the EMTs rush to your side trying to stop the bleeding and heal you.[/color]
He again sits back as he begins to turn beat red from the anger. With his back against the steel chair, the veins that were popping out of his neck and his head settle and his face returns to normal color... He moves forward to speak once again.[/color]
Ishimaru Junichiro: Markus Reeves , you're right, this isn't Twitter. This isn't where we can just say things and have it be over with. This is the big time. This is where losers get embarrassed and the legends outshine the wannabes. That's all you'll be after Trauma, Markus Reeves. A worthless wannabe who had his seven seconds of heaven and then finally plummeted back down to Earth. When that bell rings, and the fans return to their seats... You and everyone else in the NCW Nation will see a side of me that no one has ever seen before.[/color]
He laughs a bit.[/color]
Ishimaru Junichiro: You know... It's funny... How some people's minds work? One person can say one thing about something and the other will say something completely different. Well, when I first got here, all I heard was: "Give up, kid." or "You'll never make it." That's it. Every single person in the locker room said the same thing and had the same opinion about me. And before you know it the way I have been going and winning matches I will have gold around my waist..But, oh wait...[/color]
He makes a fake frown almost mocking Markus Reeves and everyone else.[/color]
Ishimaru Junichiro: Markus Reeves doesn't take me seriously...[/color]
A fake crying noise and gesture is made by mockingly wiping the eyes and sniffling a bit. He continues with a whiny tone:[/color]
Ishimaru Junichiro: And I just wanna make some friends!!![/color]
Now an even louder crying noise comes out of Ishimaru Junichiro' mouth. It gets annoying now.
He suddenly switches to a serious face and stares blankly into the camera.[/color]
Ishimaru Junichiro: Is that what you think of me, Markus Reeves? Like acting like a two year because I never get what I want? I'm not like you. I don't bitch and whine because The Ace doesn't tickle my pickle. I work my a*s of to earn what I get.[/color]
There's a brief pause where Ishimaru Junichiro gathers some thoughts and smiles.[/color]
Ishimaru Junichiro: I mean, your amount of stupidity is overwhelming at times because all you can do is just sit back and laugh because you, Markus Reeves, have never gotten the big picture. I'm not afraid of you. I'm not intimidated either. So you can say all you want and do what you will... But after Saturday... You're in for a surprise when you finally wake up and the only thing you're seeing is a little bit of blood and the florescent light on the ceiling in your hospital room.
But, Markus Reeves, there is one thing you said that does make sense, Markus Reeves. I haven't been around lately to talk sh*t and cut promos. Unlike you, there's a reason why. I've been training. I went back to Japan for a bit to say hi to the boys and get some training done. They reminded me just how ruthless and dominating I can be. I'm hungry, Markus Reeves. And I have my sights set on my next meal... And it's you.[/color]
The scene fades to black with Ishimaru Junichiro standing up and walking away from the camera. There's a sound of a door slamming then the audio and camera cut together.[/color]