Post by Chris Pyro on Feb 10, 2015 1:02:32 GMT -4
The scene opens in a dungeon like room. Dim candles light a thrown of skulls. Two men walk up to the thrown. Both wearing heavy black boots, black cargo pants, kevlar vests. One wears a mask and stands beside the other man, wearing a half-face mask with a smeared smile on it. The camera zooms in to recognize them as Chris Pyro and Agent Shadow.
Pyro:
You just couldn't leave well enough alone, could you? As far as I was concerned, I was content with being done with in-ring competition. I was happy to lead this man to the ring, and lead him to his greatest potential as a competitor. But you... You just kept pushing and pushing. I got the call, told that you had challenged me on social media. With you running off Brian Brooks five years ago, I thought I should take justice for a lost friend. Then you pushed back. I responded. Now... Now you're asking for it.
Pyro reaches behind him, pulling out his katana.
Pyro:
You wish to play games. I am no God. Never have been. I've never had the forgiving grace to be such a being. What I am though, at heart, is a demon. I've tortured many men. Taken many lives. TNT, you wish to continue pushing me, yours will be just another. You may think of me as a joke, but ask the men that have crossed me. Watch the archives of this company to see what I am capable of. I was done with these kinds of games, but you just couldn't help yourself.
A projection of an old segment of Pyro's begins to play while the Dark Jester glares at the scene.
Pyro:
I've been the worst nightmare for this company, and because of your insistent prattling, you have pushed me back to that darkness for one more night. TNT, remember, when you lay there in that ring, looking up at the lights, wondering what happened, keep in mind this is where you pushed me, and you will regret it.
Pyro:
You just couldn't leave well enough alone, could you? As far as I was concerned, I was content with being done with in-ring competition. I was happy to lead this man to the ring, and lead him to his greatest potential as a competitor. But you... You just kept pushing and pushing. I got the call, told that you had challenged me on social media. With you running off Brian Brooks five years ago, I thought I should take justice for a lost friend. Then you pushed back. I responded. Now... Now you're asking for it.
Pyro reaches behind him, pulling out his katana.
Pyro:
You wish to play games. I am no God. Never have been. I've never had the forgiving grace to be such a being. What I am though, at heart, is a demon. I've tortured many men. Taken many lives. TNT, you wish to continue pushing me, yours will be just another. You may think of me as a joke, but ask the men that have crossed me. Watch the archives of this company to see what I am capable of. I was done with these kinds of games, but you just couldn't help yourself.
A projection of an old segment of Pyro's begins to play while the Dark Jester glares at the scene.
Pyro:
I've been the worst nightmare for this company, and because of your insistent prattling, you have pushed me back to that darkness for one more night. TNT, remember, when you lay there in that ring, looking up at the lights, wondering what happened, keep in mind this is where you pushed me, and you will regret it.
