Post by leoncorella on Dec 18, 2009 9:53:54 GMT -7
#--Moments after the finish of the Ark of the Tripokalypse--#
[The camera comes to life upon the new DCWL Grand Champion, Leon Corella, standing under a single brilliant spotlight, still in full ring gear. There was still smatterings of dried blood upon his chest and wrist tape, and fresh stitches across his left temple. With his eyes closed and his head down, he stands at an angle from the camera, that brilliant gold and silver DCWL championship gleaming in the light as it rests upon his shoulder, grim deterimination written upon his face...]
Corella- These last few months have been a trying period in my life, a period that has served to sharpen my edge from that of a dull butterknife into a sharpened razor, and tempered the metal within to make me stronger than solid steel. I have faced some of the toughest competitors in this business, and tasted both the sweet taste of victory, and the bitter ash laced flavor of defeat.
[...Leon turns to face the camera..]
...I have faced both heroes and villains alike... sinners... saints... hardcore savants... and rabid cow-men
[...Slowly his head lifts up, and his eyes open to bring those cool blue eyes to bare upon the camera...]
...and in the end, with a baptism in blood, I have triumphed over all who stand against me, but my quest is not over yet...
[...He looks to his left at that tight belt now resting on his shoulder...]
...I almost thought this moment would never come in my life. I began to truly believe myself to be a cursed man, unable to attain my dreams and desires no matter how hard I fought, bled, and cried...
[...Leon pulls that belt from his shoulder, looking down upon it as the light from above reflected from the silver plate on the belt into his face. A smile creased his features, one of geniune happiness as he stared upon it...]
...How I have longed for this day... My day in the sun...
[...Placing that belt back upon his shoulder, Leon now looked back to the camera. He takes in a deep breath and once more that look of determined grit makes itself known...]
...My christening as DCWL's Grand Champion not only marks a new stage in my life, but is now the hallmark of a new beginning for the Dangerous Championship Wrestling League...
[...His jaw sets...]
...Never again will a Nazi hold this elegant crown...
...Never again will this company have a champion to be ashamed of...
...NEVER AGAIN...
[...Leon's lip trembles now with dramatic effect as adrenaline seems to course through his veins and raw intensity pours from his eyes...]
...Will the DCWL or her wrestlers suffer public riticule and disdain from the masses for we are The DCWL and we are the right and righteous...
[...He takes in a deep breath, calming himself only by a fraction. Leon lifts that belt on his shoulder ever so slightly...]
...I am Leon Corella...
...and I am your new Dangerous Championship Wrestling League Grand Champion...
Enjoy the new age...
[...He then turns and steps off camera, the scene fading to black...]
[The camera comes to life upon the new DCWL Grand Champion, Leon Corella, standing under a single brilliant spotlight, still in full ring gear. There was still smatterings of dried blood upon his chest and wrist tape, and fresh stitches across his left temple. With his eyes closed and his head down, he stands at an angle from the camera, that brilliant gold and silver DCWL championship gleaming in the light as it rests upon his shoulder, grim deterimination written upon his face...]
Corella- These last few months have been a trying period in my life, a period that has served to sharpen my edge from that of a dull butterknife into a sharpened razor, and tempered the metal within to make me stronger than solid steel. I have faced some of the toughest competitors in this business, and tasted both the sweet taste of victory, and the bitter ash laced flavor of defeat.
[...Leon turns to face the camera..]
...I have faced both heroes and villains alike... sinners... saints... hardcore savants... and rabid cow-men
[...Slowly his head lifts up, and his eyes open to bring those cool blue eyes to bare upon the camera...]
...and in the end, with a baptism in blood, I have triumphed over all who stand against me, but my quest is not over yet...
[...He looks to his left at that tight belt now resting on his shoulder...]
...I almost thought this moment would never come in my life. I began to truly believe myself to be a cursed man, unable to attain my dreams and desires no matter how hard I fought, bled, and cried...
[...Leon pulls that belt from his shoulder, looking down upon it as the light from above reflected from the silver plate on the belt into his face. A smile creased his features, one of geniune happiness as he stared upon it...]
...How I have longed for this day... My day in the sun...
[...Placing that belt back upon his shoulder, Leon now looked back to the camera. He takes in a deep breath and once more that look of determined grit makes itself known...]
...My christening as DCWL's Grand Champion not only marks a new stage in my life, but is now the hallmark of a new beginning for the Dangerous Championship Wrestling League...
[...His jaw sets...]
...Never again will a Nazi hold this elegant crown...
...Never again will this company have a champion to be ashamed of...
...NEVER AGAIN...
[...Leon's lip trembles now with dramatic effect as adrenaline seems to course through his veins and raw intensity pours from his eyes...]
...Will the DCWL or her wrestlers suffer public riticule and disdain from the masses for we are The DCWL and we are the right and righteous...
[...He takes in a deep breath, calming himself only by a fraction. Leon lifts that belt on his shoulder ever so slightly...]
...I am Leon Corella...
...and I am your new Dangerous Championship Wrestling League Grand Champion...
Enjoy the new age...
[...He then turns and steps off camera, the scene fading to black...]
