Post by Markus E. Reeves on Sept 22, 2008 23:44:53 GMT -6
*Enter Mark Evil sitting on a wooden bench in a dimly lighted locker room. A roll of athletic tape sits at his side*
Mark Evil: Most everyone knows that hate fills my body. The hate of every living thing. The person I happen to hate the most this week is my opponent Xavier Cross. Finally I get a shot at the Xtreme Championship and the only man standing in my way is one Xavier Cross. The reason that I hate him so much is that he is never around to defend the Xtreme Championship. Now he will have to show his face on Sunday and if you believe in ring rust. Then this should be a walk in the park. Just like the Broncos win against the Raiders the first week of the NFL season.
*Mark picks up the tape and starts wrap his right hand. He then stands up up and walks over to a mirror on the wall and punches it with his taped hand. This causes some blood to trickle from his hand. Some of the shards of the mirror stick to the tape and Mark continues to wrap his hand allow some of the shards to protrude through the tape*
Mark Evil: The one thing that people always seem to forget about is how many parts of my body can be classified as a weapon.
*Mark then starts taping his left hand and precedes to punch the mirror again and and more shards of the mirror stick to the tape and he then wraps it just like he did with the right hand*
Mark Evil: As you saw last week I wear barbed-wire wrapped around my arms. I have never seen anyone else that comes to the ring for a regular match with barbed-wire wrapped around his arms. This just makes me even more dangerous. Well that's if I wasn't already dangerous enough as it is.
*Mark looks down at his hands, blooding is running down them and the light glistens off of the pieces of mirror that are taped to his hands.*
Mark Evil: You just saw me make my hands even more dangerous. Now every time I connect with a punch my opponent will feel the shards of mirror rip away at there flesh. They will feel the same pain that I feel everyday. However the pain they will feel is a physical pain that will eventually go away. My pain is an emotional pain. Its the pain of my soul that will never go away. I am a tortured soul and the only thing that soothes my soul at all is causing pain to other people. Seeing pain on the face of my opponent causes a euphoria for me that I can even explain. It wouldn't matter if I told you anyways. It's a Mark Evil thing. You wouldn't understand.
*Mark then walks over to a computer and starts surfing around the internet. He then stumbles upon a supposed Revolution in the nCw*
Mark Evil: There is supposedly a group in nCw that wants to purify wrestling. They want to end all the stable wars and to do away with Xtreme Rule matches. This is the biggest joke I've heard since McCain names Palin as his running mate. A new stable is going to fight other stables...to stop stable wars. That is the biggest crock of **** ever. I can put a stop to stable wars. Just put me versus any stable and I'll send them to hell.
*Mark then clears his throat.*
Mark Evil: The one thing that pisses me off more then the hypocrisy in that stable war idea is the fact that they want to get rid of Xtreme rules matches. There are people in this company like me who make a living completely on my hardcore abilities. I guess those ungrateful bastards who take there talent for granted want to screw another man out of his job. Well Revolution. If you want a piece of me. You know where to find me. You can find me where ever you see broken and bleeding bodies. You can find me this Sunday. I'll be the big mother****er standing over Xavier Cross' broken and battered body holding the nCw Xtreme Champion. If you want to come into the ring and go toe to toe with Mark Evil then I will let you but be warned. If you wanna step up. You're gonna get knocked the **** out.
*Mark then starts to wrap tape around his head. He then walks up to a new mirror and head butts the mirror causing it shatter. He then starts to tape this shards to his head. Blood starts to run profusely down his face as he turns back to the camera.*
Mark Evil: Xavier Cross. Do you see this? If I am capable of causing this much physical pain to myself. Imagine how much pain I am going to cause for you come this Sunday. I hope to see you there and I hope you don't chicken out.
*Mark then tears his shirt off revealing scares from his numerous hardcore battles. He takes his right arm and rakes the barbed-wire across his chest causing blood to run down his chest and stomach and down to his pants. He then punches a wall and then leaves the room as the screen fades to black*
Mark Evil: Most everyone knows that hate fills my body. The hate of every living thing. The person I happen to hate the most this week is my opponent Xavier Cross. Finally I get a shot at the Xtreme Championship and the only man standing in my way is one Xavier Cross. The reason that I hate him so much is that he is never around to defend the Xtreme Championship. Now he will have to show his face on Sunday and if you believe in ring rust. Then this should be a walk in the park. Just like the Broncos win against the Raiders the first week of the NFL season.
*Mark picks up the tape and starts wrap his right hand. He then stands up up and walks over to a mirror on the wall and punches it with his taped hand. This causes some blood to trickle from his hand. Some of the shards of the mirror stick to the tape and Mark continues to wrap his hand allow some of the shards to protrude through the tape*
Mark Evil: The one thing that people always seem to forget about is how many parts of my body can be classified as a weapon.
*Mark then starts taping his left hand and precedes to punch the mirror again and and more shards of the mirror stick to the tape and he then wraps it just like he did with the right hand*
Mark Evil: As you saw last week I wear barbed-wire wrapped around my arms. I have never seen anyone else that comes to the ring for a regular match with barbed-wire wrapped around his arms. This just makes me even more dangerous. Well that's if I wasn't already dangerous enough as it is.
*Mark looks down at his hands, blooding is running down them and the light glistens off of the pieces of mirror that are taped to his hands.*
Mark Evil: You just saw me make my hands even more dangerous. Now every time I connect with a punch my opponent will feel the shards of mirror rip away at there flesh. They will feel the same pain that I feel everyday. However the pain they will feel is a physical pain that will eventually go away. My pain is an emotional pain. Its the pain of my soul that will never go away. I am a tortured soul and the only thing that soothes my soul at all is causing pain to other people. Seeing pain on the face of my opponent causes a euphoria for me that I can even explain. It wouldn't matter if I told you anyways. It's a Mark Evil thing. You wouldn't understand.
*Mark then walks over to a computer and starts surfing around the internet. He then stumbles upon a supposed Revolution in the nCw*
Mark Evil: There is supposedly a group in nCw that wants to purify wrestling. They want to end all the stable wars and to do away with Xtreme Rule matches. This is the biggest joke I've heard since McCain names Palin as his running mate. A new stable is going to fight other stables...to stop stable wars. That is the biggest crock of **** ever. I can put a stop to stable wars. Just put me versus any stable and I'll send them to hell.
*Mark then clears his throat.*
Mark Evil: The one thing that pisses me off more then the hypocrisy in that stable war idea is the fact that they want to get rid of Xtreme rules matches. There are people in this company like me who make a living completely on my hardcore abilities. I guess those ungrateful bastards who take there talent for granted want to screw another man out of his job. Well Revolution. If you want a piece of me. You know where to find me. You can find me where ever you see broken and bleeding bodies. You can find me this Sunday. I'll be the big mother****er standing over Xavier Cross' broken and battered body holding the nCw Xtreme Champion. If you want to come into the ring and go toe to toe with Mark Evil then I will let you but be warned. If you wanna step up. You're gonna get knocked the **** out.
*Mark then starts to wrap tape around his head. He then walks up to a new mirror and head butts the mirror causing it shatter. He then starts to tape this shards to his head. Blood starts to run profusely down his face as he turns back to the camera.*
Mark Evil: Xavier Cross. Do you see this? If I am capable of causing this much physical pain to myself. Imagine how much pain I am going to cause for you come this Sunday. I hope to see you there and I hope you don't chicken out.
*Mark then tears his shirt off revealing scares from his numerous hardcore battles. He takes his right arm and rakes the barbed-wire across his chest causing blood to run down his chest and stomach and down to his pants. He then punches a wall and then leaves the room as the screen fades to black*