Post by Freakke on Apr 15, 2010 19:08:31 GMT -6
Dr. Dream stands in an empty ring. It is dark all around him. The spotlight illuminates only the wrestler.
"Fans of nCw, I am Dr. Dream, and this will be my final promo here on this show. It's een good this passed few months but I must go. Before I do though, I have one last little gift for all of you out there. Friday night, Mark Evil, a legend in this company, is going to step in the ring with me. He's the first man in a long time to actually be bigger than me but I'm not afraid of an old bag of bones like him. He might be the Initiator of Violence, the Dark Saint, the Hardcore Legend, but I am Dr. Dream, the Surgical Sandman, once known as Blackheart, Violence Incarnate, Heretic of Hate, and Death of All Things Good and Holy. It's easy to have names. It's easy to inspire fear if you know what buttons to push."
He tore the surgical mask from his neck and threw it down. He smeared the make-up on his face and looked back to the camera.
"I might not be one to talk on theatrics, but that's not what I want to say. I said I had a gift for all of you out there. Well here it is. Friday Night, Mark Evil, Doctor Dream, one ring, one match. My last gift is to go out with a bang. My last match with nCw, I will fight harder and more violently than I have ever shown here. I will not go out like a candle in the night. I will be the Nightmare I promised to be, if only for one night. After Friday, no matter the outcome, I will be gone, but on Friday Night, Friday Night I will make one last pin and rise once more!"
He waited a moment, seeming to calm down. He let his arms down and closed his eyes.
"Mark, you can't scare me, and I doubt I can scare you. It all comes down to whats going to happen in the ring. When that bell rings, the better man will win...No. It isn't men stepping into the ring. We've both become too violent to be men anymore. What steps into that ring Friday Night will be two monsters. Two beasts that may once have been men, but are no more. Friday Night, the best of the beasts will reign in the ring."
The light began to dim some, the ring became less and less visible until only Dr. Dream's torso and head were clearly visible.
"Mark, you're somebody I think I could have come to respect had I been here a bit longer. That's not the case though. I know only your reputation. In a few days, we'll see how well that reputation fits the real thing. I hope it isn't all smoke and mirrors. I hope that win or lose, whether its just to win or shut me up or some other reason, I hope its true and that you'll come down to the ring and that this match will be something for the fans to remember. "
The light faded again, now only his face was lit.
"It's time to wake up nCw. The Dream is Over."
The light faded more and there was nothing.
"Fans of nCw, I am Dr. Dream, and this will be my final promo here on this show. It's een good this passed few months but I must go. Before I do though, I have one last little gift for all of you out there. Friday night, Mark Evil, a legend in this company, is going to step in the ring with me. He's the first man in a long time to actually be bigger than me but I'm not afraid of an old bag of bones like him. He might be the Initiator of Violence, the Dark Saint, the Hardcore Legend, but I am Dr. Dream, the Surgical Sandman, once known as Blackheart, Violence Incarnate, Heretic of Hate, and Death of All Things Good and Holy. It's easy to have names. It's easy to inspire fear if you know what buttons to push."
He tore the surgical mask from his neck and threw it down. He smeared the make-up on his face and looked back to the camera.
"I might not be one to talk on theatrics, but that's not what I want to say. I said I had a gift for all of you out there. Well here it is. Friday Night, Mark Evil, Doctor Dream, one ring, one match. My last gift is to go out with a bang. My last match with nCw, I will fight harder and more violently than I have ever shown here. I will not go out like a candle in the night. I will be the Nightmare I promised to be, if only for one night. After Friday, no matter the outcome, I will be gone, but on Friday Night, Friday Night I will make one last pin and rise once more!"
He waited a moment, seeming to calm down. He let his arms down and closed his eyes.
"Mark, you can't scare me, and I doubt I can scare you. It all comes down to whats going to happen in the ring. When that bell rings, the better man will win...No. It isn't men stepping into the ring. We've both become too violent to be men anymore. What steps into that ring Friday Night will be two monsters. Two beasts that may once have been men, but are no more. Friday Night, the best of the beasts will reign in the ring."
The light began to dim some, the ring became less and less visible until only Dr. Dream's torso and head were clearly visible.
"Mark, you're somebody I think I could have come to respect had I been here a bit longer. That's not the case though. I know only your reputation. In a few days, we'll see how well that reputation fits the real thing. I hope it isn't all smoke and mirrors. I hope that win or lose, whether its just to win or shut me up or some other reason, I hope its true and that you'll come down to the ring and that this match will be something for the fans to remember. "
The light faded again, now only his face was lit.
"It's time to wake up nCw. The Dream is Over."
The light faded more and there was nothing.