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Post by [Grockadoc/Carter] on Mar 5, 2012 21:35:36 GMT -4
"Everyone has a price!"
The voice is deep, and gravelly, powerful and commanding. The words pierce through the empty nothingness that enshrouds the camera feed. After this statement, nothing is heard for several moments, until a tinkling sound is heard, the slinking sound of metal on metal. Slowly, the blackness fades, showing coins, of all shapes and sizes, pouring from the top of the feed, showering a man, who has his back turned, and arms outstretched, wearing a robe. The coins bounce off of his head, and fall to the floor, which, by now, is almost covered with them.
"Everyone has a price."
The man repeats his statement, and suddenly, his shoulders start shuddering, and he lets out a bolt of laughter. It is not cheerful laughter, but one toned with sinister thoughts. The man, after several moments of laughter, turns towards the camera and stares at it. Staring at the camera, is a man who hasn't been seen since From the Ashes, in which he lost to then Imperial Champioon, Shawn Dreamer. Making his return to EVPW, is Grockadoc. Grockadoc's eyes glint maliciously, as he stares into the camera, not even blinking.
"Everyone has a price. Be it money, be it work. My price is simple. PAIN! BLOOD! DESTRUCTION!"
Grockadoc stands there, with a wicked grin etched upon his face, and crosses his arms. He turns away from the camera, and strides away from it.
"I used to think that religion was the driving force of global society. I see now how foolish, and deluded I was. Money is the driving force. Everyone wants more, and more, and more, until they have been consumed by greed, and their wallets and purses get lighter, and lighter, matched, only by their bank accounts."
Grockadoc pauses, and stands there montionless.
"And in these times of global economic hardship, we are spending more than ever, and that is leading to financial ruin to millions of families, in America, and billions around the world. That is why, I have devised a foolproof way to make money, so that I, myself, am not subjected to the bankruptcy gripping this consumerist nation."
He turns to the camera, and pulls his robe off, revealing his body, wearing black and orange wrestling trunks. His large body, defined by a mass of muscle.
"Look at this body. I am physically opposing. I am the man every girls want's to be with, and every guy wants to be. This body spreads jealousy wherever I go. It is my biggest strength. So why don't I use my biggest strength, to secure my finances?"
Grockadoc smiles at the camera.
"That is why, I am proud to announce the launch of my very own security company, Problems Solved. If you have a "Problem", no matter how big, or how small, simply give me a call, and for a small fee, you can watch as I "sort" our your problems, so that they won't bother you again."
Grockadoc strides towards the camera.
"In case that was too subtle, if you want someone taken out, and don't want blood on your hands, give me a call. You get what you pay for, and I ALWAYS deliver!"
With that, the camera fades, leaving the crowd stunned.
EoT
The voice is deep, and gravelly, powerful and commanding. The words pierce through the empty nothingness that enshrouds the camera feed. After this statement, nothing is heard for several moments, until a tinkling sound is heard, the slinking sound of metal on metal. Slowly, the blackness fades, showing coins, of all shapes and sizes, pouring from the top of the feed, showering a man, who has his back turned, and arms outstretched, wearing a robe. The coins bounce off of his head, and fall to the floor, which, by now, is almost covered with them.
"Everyone has a price."
The man repeats his statement, and suddenly, his shoulders start shuddering, and he lets out a bolt of laughter. It is not cheerful laughter, but one toned with sinister thoughts. The man, after several moments of laughter, turns towards the camera and stares at it. Staring at the camera, is a man who hasn't been seen since From the Ashes, in which he lost to then Imperial Champioon, Shawn Dreamer. Making his return to EVPW, is Grockadoc. Grockadoc's eyes glint maliciously, as he stares into the camera, not even blinking.
"Everyone has a price. Be it money, be it work. My price is simple. PAIN! BLOOD! DESTRUCTION!"
Grockadoc stands there, with a wicked grin etched upon his face, and crosses his arms. He turns away from the camera, and strides away from it.
"I used to think that religion was the driving force of global society. I see now how foolish, and deluded I was. Money is the driving force. Everyone wants more, and more, and more, until they have been consumed by greed, and their wallets and purses get lighter, and lighter, matched, only by their bank accounts."
Grockadoc pauses, and stands there montionless.
"And in these times of global economic hardship, we are spending more than ever, and that is leading to financial ruin to millions of families, in America, and billions around the world. That is why, I have devised a foolproof way to make money, so that I, myself, am not subjected to the bankruptcy gripping this consumerist nation."
He turns to the camera, and pulls his robe off, revealing his body, wearing black and orange wrestling trunks. His large body, defined by a mass of muscle.
"Look at this body. I am physically opposing. I am the man every girls want's to be with, and every guy wants to be. This body spreads jealousy wherever I go. It is my biggest strength. So why don't I use my biggest strength, to secure my finances?"
Grockadoc smiles at the camera.
"That is why, I am proud to announce the launch of my very own security company, Problems Solved. If you have a "Problem", no matter how big, or how small, simply give me a call, and for a small fee, you can watch as I "sort" our your problems, so that they won't bother you again."
Grockadoc strides towards the camera.
"In case that was too subtle, if you want someone taken out, and don't want blood on your hands, give me a call. You get what you pay for, and I ALWAYS deliver!"
With that, the camera fades, leaving the crowd stunned.
EoT
((OOC: Just a little return promo form myself. Have decided to go with a hitman for hire gimmick, and this is a way for me to debut that. Not my best work, but it does the job.))
