Post by Freakke on Mar 4, 2010 23:00:28 GMT -6
Dr. Dream stood alone in a small interview room. Even with his mask, you could tell he was grinning. The backdrop was a simple red curtain with the nCw logo on it. There wasn't anyone else in the camera's view and nothing else could be heard.
"I am Dr. Dream. This week I begin my new gimmick here at nCw and I doubt any of you will lose any sleep over it. I certainly hope not. Why bother about another wrestler in a roster full of talent? After all, I disappeared for a couple months after only a few weeks here. When I did come back, I came back different. But believe me, it's a change for the better."
He raised his arms and closed his hands tightly. He held them out and above his head. He almost looked like a wide spread 'Y'. His new image was to be fully beheld there. He wore a dark blue surgical scrub shirt and had dark blue wrestling pants. Both had Norse and Old German runes and symbols on them. He wore a surgeon's mask and a dark blue bandanna with his name on it. His gloves, elbow, and knee pads were all black leather. Some of his tattoos still showed but they were the only indication aside from his size and long black grimy hair that he was once Blackheart.
"Five others will enter the ring with me. Only one winner can be named though. I don't know any of these men but I don't care either. I wasn't here long enough last time, and I don't if I would care even then. None of these guys have done anything to impress me yet. Only one of them has any weight with the company as a veteran. Anyways, it doesn't matter who I go up against. I Everyone goes to sleep eventually. Especially when they're given a little Anesthesia."
He leveled his eyes to the camera again. His arms dropped and he smiled again. Dr. Dream seemed ready for the match now. He was awake, alert, and apparently just getting finished with his daily excersizes. A tiny amount of sweat ran down the white and black paint on his face beneath his mask and bandanna.
"And normally, I'm the guy that puts them that way. Especially if it's in the ring. Colm, Velez, Williams, Wilde, and Miles, it doesn't matter who, I only need to put one of you down to win. Pin, submission, or KO, I'm good at all three. None of you have the will or strength to outlast me. Even if you did, that doesn't mean you will. It'd take more than either alone. Maybe even together. You have to have a level of determination I don't see in you. You need the experience few of you have. You need to know how to beat me."
The massive man cracked his neck and swung his arms in and out.
"However, I've only heard from two of you. I don't know if I should feel honored or disgusted. Only two of you even have the set to step up and say anything. What a way to restart my career here. Do any of you really care? Xavier and Velez have stepped up but even then, it's pitiful. Velez seems to think we've all laid down to die for him in the ring. Xavier is just a tad bit too cocky. Neither of them is ready for the match. They're both losing sight of whats important. They think they'll go into the match and it'll be a cake walk. Maybe the rest of you are ready to lay down and die, but me? I'm just getting warmed up. I just have one more thing to say before I shut up tonight."
He paused and the camera zoomed in a little. His smile broadened beneath the simple cloth mask.
"NCW...the Doctor IS IN."
"I am Dr. Dream. This week I begin my new gimmick here at nCw and I doubt any of you will lose any sleep over it. I certainly hope not. Why bother about another wrestler in a roster full of talent? After all, I disappeared for a couple months after only a few weeks here. When I did come back, I came back different. But believe me, it's a change for the better."
He raised his arms and closed his hands tightly. He held them out and above his head. He almost looked like a wide spread 'Y'. His new image was to be fully beheld there. He wore a dark blue surgical scrub shirt and had dark blue wrestling pants. Both had Norse and Old German runes and symbols on them. He wore a surgeon's mask and a dark blue bandanna with his name on it. His gloves, elbow, and knee pads were all black leather. Some of his tattoos still showed but they were the only indication aside from his size and long black grimy hair that he was once Blackheart.
"Five others will enter the ring with me. Only one winner can be named though. I don't know any of these men but I don't care either. I wasn't here long enough last time, and I don't if I would care even then. None of these guys have done anything to impress me yet. Only one of them has any weight with the company as a veteran. Anyways, it doesn't matter who I go up against. I Everyone goes to sleep eventually. Especially when they're given a little Anesthesia."
He leveled his eyes to the camera again. His arms dropped and he smiled again. Dr. Dream seemed ready for the match now. He was awake, alert, and apparently just getting finished with his daily excersizes. A tiny amount of sweat ran down the white and black paint on his face beneath his mask and bandanna.
"And normally, I'm the guy that puts them that way. Especially if it's in the ring. Colm, Velez, Williams, Wilde, and Miles, it doesn't matter who, I only need to put one of you down to win. Pin, submission, or KO, I'm good at all three. None of you have the will or strength to outlast me. Even if you did, that doesn't mean you will. It'd take more than either alone. Maybe even together. You have to have a level of determination I don't see in you. You need the experience few of you have. You need to know how to beat me."
The massive man cracked his neck and swung his arms in and out.
"However, I've only heard from two of you. I don't know if I should feel honored or disgusted. Only two of you even have the set to step up and say anything. What a way to restart my career here. Do any of you really care? Xavier and Velez have stepped up but even then, it's pitiful. Velez seems to think we've all laid down to die for him in the ring. Xavier is just a tad bit too cocky. Neither of them is ready for the match. They're both losing sight of whats important. They think they'll go into the match and it'll be a cake walk. Maybe the rest of you are ready to lay down and die, but me? I'm just getting warmed up. I just have one more thing to say before I shut up tonight."
He paused and the camera zoomed in a little. His smile broadened beneath the simple cloth mask.
"NCW...the Doctor IS IN."