Post by leoncorella on Nov 7, 2009 17:53:12 GMT -7
[glow=red,2,300][...We open with Leon Corella standing in front of the camera, dressed in his usual expensive suit and watch combination, but lacking alot of the usual bravado and flare he is known for. His expression was a serious one as he looked through the viewing glass and seemingly, into the eyes of each and every person watching...][/glow]
Corella- I stand before you tonight, to make a public announcement, with regards to "The Native", Maurice Thompson, his showing at Death of a Ladies Man, and his words to me at that same event...
[glow=red,2,300][...Straightening up a bit, he grips his wrist with one hand, and it's clear one could see that he's even slightly uncomfortable as he continued...][/glow]
...You, my friend, had an impressive outing at Death of a Ladies Man. I watched your match, and couldn't help but be impressed with your victory.
[glow=red,2,300][...He took in a deep breath, then let out a long exhale...][/glow]
... and It is true that I do not have a noteworthy career. It is a sore spot for me, and the only real chink in my armor that anyone can exploit. An easy wound to draw blood from, so to speak, and no one can fault you for going there. It's the only weakness I have that you can exploit freely...
[glow=red,2,300][...Slowly, Corella's head tilted to one side...][/glow]
...That having been said, I still maintain what I said about our match at Overdrawn, Maurice. That was no political trick of words, I merely wanted to prove a point, and I had. I would like to point out that if I was playing the bullshit artist you credit me as being, then why did I give Mad Cow such great props for his victory? Why show him respect when I can say the same thing I said before?
[glow=red,2,300][...A brief pause...][/glow]
...because I am no liar. You are not a mind reader, and couldn't possibly know how my mind works. Crazy he may be, but Mad Cow is a competitor now, and he's earned the right to be called that, just as you have earned the right with your performance at DoLM.
[glow=red,2,300][...Corella adjusts the platinum cuff links at the end of his shirt sleeves...][/glow]
...and if It seemed like I was making excuses for your victory over me at "Citation Needed", I apologize. Those were not excuses, but statements of fact. I was blown up, you were the last entrant, and I had already done most of the work for you. Those were results anyone and everyone could see, and it would be wise to stop disputing them. You won, I lost, and I guess in the end, that's all that truly mattered...
[glow=red,2,300][...He then let his hands drop, slipping them into his pockets...][/glow]
...None of our bitching and fighting matters in the grand scheme of things. We're both competitors and we want the same thing. The only difference is our reasons...
[glow=red,2,300][...Leon stepped in towards the camera...][/glow]
...You want to prove your worth to the world at large, and become the absolute best you can be. I can respect and even get behind that belief...
...I want to honor my family name, and both continue and expand it's great legacy and heritage, and I want to prove to the world that I am everything I say I am, and more...
[glow=red,2,300][...Tilting his head back slightly, Corella now regarded the camera as if he were talking directly to Thompson...][/glow]
...One day you and I will face off again, I am most certain of it, and when that happens, I won't play some half-assed game against you. You deserve a proper, respectful test of metal, and when that day comes, you shall have it Maurice.
...I was wrong about you, Hidatsu Warrior. You are indeed worthy to be here in the DCWL, and I look forward to our future match...
[glow=red,2,300][...Leon offered up a wry smile...][/glow]
...Oh and by the way, pouring alcohol in Bane's wound...
[glow=red,2,300][...He winked, and brought up his thumb...][/glow]
...Nice touch, Maurice... very nice touch...
[glow=red,2,300][...On that note, Leon turned, and stepped off camera, the scene fading, quickly, to black.][/glow]
Corella- I stand before you tonight, to make a public announcement, with regards to "The Native", Maurice Thompson, his showing at Death of a Ladies Man, and his words to me at that same event...
[glow=red,2,300][...Straightening up a bit, he grips his wrist with one hand, and it's clear one could see that he's even slightly uncomfortable as he continued...][/glow]
...You, my friend, had an impressive outing at Death of a Ladies Man. I watched your match, and couldn't help but be impressed with your victory.
[glow=red,2,300][...He took in a deep breath, then let out a long exhale...][/glow]
... and It is true that I do not have a noteworthy career. It is a sore spot for me, and the only real chink in my armor that anyone can exploit. An easy wound to draw blood from, so to speak, and no one can fault you for going there. It's the only weakness I have that you can exploit freely...
[glow=red,2,300][...Slowly, Corella's head tilted to one side...][/glow]
...That having been said, I still maintain what I said about our match at Overdrawn, Maurice. That was no political trick of words, I merely wanted to prove a point, and I had. I would like to point out that if I was playing the bullshit artist you credit me as being, then why did I give Mad Cow such great props for his victory? Why show him respect when I can say the same thing I said before?
[glow=red,2,300][...A brief pause...][/glow]
...because I am no liar. You are not a mind reader, and couldn't possibly know how my mind works. Crazy he may be, but Mad Cow is a competitor now, and he's earned the right to be called that, just as you have earned the right with your performance at DoLM.
[glow=red,2,300][...Corella adjusts the platinum cuff links at the end of his shirt sleeves...][/glow]
...and if It seemed like I was making excuses for your victory over me at "Citation Needed", I apologize. Those were not excuses, but statements of fact. I was blown up, you were the last entrant, and I had already done most of the work for you. Those were results anyone and everyone could see, and it would be wise to stop disputing them. You won, I lost, and I guess in the end, that's all that truly mattered...
[glow=red,2,300][...He then let his hands drop, slipping them into his pockets...][/glow]
...None of our bitching and fighting matters in the grand scheme of things. We're both competitors and we want the same thing. The only difference is our reasons...
[glow=red,2,300][...Leon stepped in towards the camera...][/glow]
...You want to prove your worth to the world at large, and become the absolute best you can be. I can respect and even get behind that belief...
...I want to honor my family name, and both continue and expand it's great legacy and heritage, and I want to prove to the world that I am everything I say I am, and more...
[glow=red,2,300][...Tilting his head back slightly, Corella now regarded the camera as if he were talking directly to Thompson...][/glow]
...One day you and I will face off again, I am most certain of it, and when that happens, I won't play some half-assed game against you. You deserve a proper, respectful test of metal, and when that day comes, you shall have it Maurice.
...I was wrong about you, Hidatsu Warrior. You are indeed worthy to be here in the DCWL, and I look forward to our future match...
[glow=red,2,300][...Leon offered up a wry smile...][/glow]
...Oh and by the way, pouring alcohol in Bane's wound...
[glow=red,2,300][...He winked, and brought up his thumb...][/glow]
...Nice touch, Maurice... very nice touch...
[glow=red,2,300][...On that note, Leon turned, and stepped off camera, the scene fading, quickly, to black.][/glow]
