Post by Chris Pyro on Aug 4, 2014 23:55:38 GMT -4
The scene opens in a dark area, no distinguishable features lend itself to tell where the team has been sent. In the darkness, a low chuckle can just be heard as a silhouette can be just barely made out as candles light begin to light up. The remains of an old run down stone church can be seen as two figures are scene crouching by the candles. One stands up, the black cargo pants, black combat boots, and black hoodie with a red spider on it and black hair in a tight ponytail clearly giving away that it's the militant jester, Chris Pyro. He turns, his half face mask with the smeared grin sending chills down the camera crews spines.
Pyro:
Here we are once again. Eagle Vision Pro Wrestling trying to make another go around. Now, I've seen the writing on the wall for this company for a long time. Hell, in some small way I've contributed to this place crumbling. So here we are. Again. Coming around the mountain once again, and here I am. The grim reminder of a past EVPW would likely want to forget. But this time. This time I'm doing what KingBear and Vladimir Strife should be doing. I'm not here to fight, my time in the ring is done. It's time for a new breed. And that is exactly what I have brought with me.
Without a command, the other man stands to his feet and walks to the side of Pyro, standing at attention when he stops. He is wearing similar attire, trading the black hoodie with a Kevlar vest spraypainted white spider, his face concealed in a black mask, only features being exaggerated white eyes.
Pyro:
This here is a man not many will know, but all should fear. This here, is Agent Shadow. A mercenary soldier-turned-wrestler. A lethal man who uses his traits to beat and punish those in his way. If EVPW wants to continue breathing. If EVPW's recent renewal stands any chance, then we have to be at the forefront of this battle. Leave no man behind. Now comes the test. Who will last longer? My money will be on Shadow here, as EVPW won't change and the poison it's ingested long ago will just eat away at it again, killing it.
Pyro rests his hand on Agent Shadow's shoulder.
Pyro:
There is nothing left to say now. War is on the horizon.
Both Agent Shadow and Pyro turn away as a the camera fades.
OOC: Short and sweet and without any real point. Just wanted to get something up introducing Agent Shadow.
Pyro:
Here we are once again. Eagle Vision Pro Wrestling trying to make another go around. Now, I've seen the writing on the wall for this company for a long time. Hell, in some small way I've contributed to this place crumbling. So here we are. Again. Coming around the mountain once again, and here I am. The grim reminder of a past EVPW would likely want to forget. But this time. This time I'm doing what KingBear and Vladimir Strife should be doing. I'm not here to fight, my time in the ring is done. It's time for a new breed. And that is exactly what I have brought with me.
Without a command, the other man stands to his feet and walks to the side of Pyro, standing at attention when he stops. He is wearing similar attire, trading the black hoodie with a Kevlar vest spraypainted white spider, his face concealed in a black mask, only features being exaggerated white eyes.
Pyro:
This here is a man not many will know, but all should fear. This here, is Agent Shadow. A mercenary soldier-turned-wrestler. A lethal man who uses his traits to beat and punish those in his way. If EVPW wants to continue breathing. If EVPW's recent renewal stands any chance, then we have to be at the forefront of this battle. Leave no man behind. Now comes the test. Who will last longer? My money will be on Shadow here, as EVPW won't change and the poison it's ingested long ago will just eat away at it again, killing it.
Pyro rests his hand on Agent Shadow's shoulder.
Pyro:
There is nothing left to say now. War is on the horizon.
Both Agent Shadow and Pyro turn away as a the camera fades.
OOC: Short and sweet and without any real point. Just wanted to get something up introducing Agent Shadow.
