Post by Chris Pyro on Feb 12, 2015 1:20:23 GMT -4
The scene opens up in the back of the EVPW arena. Clearly they are the first to arrive at the arena, when a door off in the distance closes. The camera hurries to see who it was that arrived. The cameras turns a corner to see Chris Pyro and Agent Shadow entering the building. The two see the cameras and Pyro smiles at the sight. Lizzie Morna, also hearing the commotion, arrives as well carrying a microphone to talk to the first arrivals.
Lizzie:
Chris Pyro! Can I get a word about TNT's recent comments?
Pyro walks towards Lizzie, beginning to clap while looking at the camera.
Pyro:
Bravo, TNT. Bravo. You hold a coin, as some sign of sobriety.
Pyro reaches into his pocket, pulling out a similar coin.
Pyro:
Not hard, with some small skills, it isn't hard. Doesn't mean anything. I don't even drink.
The Strategist flips the coin towards a trash can, grinning when it goes in clean.
Pyro:
That was a beautiful story you wove. It's amusing the ways you try to cut me down. But you're right, the jester was meant to entertain the King. But a jester also had another job. That was, they could get away with telling the King the bad news of the realm. Why, you may ask? Simple. Any other man giving the king the bad news, they'd risk losing their lives. Not the Jester. You may talk down, oh great King. But let me tell you the bad news.
Pyro looks deep into the camera, a rage burning in his eyes.
Pyro:
Come the 17th, you will fall. I will defeat you. I will so devastate your straw kingdom, that you will return back to obscurity. The king will fall.
Pyro steps out of the frame, Shadow filling the void. Shadow looks towards the camera himself, the dark soulless eyes of his mask peering into the lens.
Shadow:
The king is dead. Long live the King!
Shadow exits the frame and the camera quickly follows, seeing Project Rebirth walking towards the locker room. Pyro looks over his shoulder, a twisted grin on his face, shouting.
Pyro:
The time for talk is over! February 17th, it all ends.
Lizzie:
Chris Pyro! Can I get a word about TNT's recent comments?
Pyro walks towards Lizzie, beginning to clap while looking at the camera.
Pyro:
Bravo, TNT. Bravo. You hold a coin, as some sign of sobriety.
Pyro reaches into his pocket, pulling out a similar coin.
Pyro:
Not hard, with some small skills, it isn't hard. Doesn't mean anything. I don't even drink.
The Strategist flips the coin towards a trash can, grinning when it goes in clean.
Pyro:
That was a beautiful story you wove. It's amusing the ways you try to cut me down. But you're right, the jester was meant to entertain the King. But a jester also had another job. That was, they could get away with telling the King the bad news of the realm. Why, you may ask? Simple. Any other man giving the king the bad news, they'd risk losing their lives. Not the Jester. You may talk down, oh great King. But let me tell you the bad news.
Pyro looks deep into the camera, a rage burning in his eyes.
Pyro:
Come the 17th, you will fall. I will defeat you. I will so devastate your straw kingdom, that you will return back to obscurity. The king will fall.
Pyro steps out of the frame, Shadow filling the void. Shadow looks towards the camera himself, the dark soulless eyes of his mask peering into the lens.
Shadow:
The king is dead. Long live the King!
Shadow exits the frame and the camera quickly follows, seeing Project Rebirth walking towards the locker room. Pyro looks over his shoulder, a twisted grin on his face, shouting.
Pyro:
The time for talk is over! February 17th, it all ends.
