Post by Alexander "The Great" Parise on Apr 28, 2009 19:25:29 GMT -5
The camera rolls back in from commercials, going around the whole stadium getting a look at all the screaming fans.
Jim Ross – Hello ladies and gentlemen and welcome back to Anarchy!
Tazz – JR we sure have a jam packed night planned, being topped off with the tag titles on the line, being the first titles decided here in FCW!
Just after Tazz finishes up, the fans are greeted with an unheard song in FCW.
The fans aren’t sure to react as they await the arrival of the mystery man.
Jim Ross – What’s going on?
Tazz – I don’t know JR, but I don’t think we’ve heard this theme song here in FCW.
The fans continue to sit and stare, puzzled, before a man walks out onto the ramp. The fans aren’t sure who this new man is as they try to recognize his face.
Jim Ross – Who on earth is this?
The man walks out to the top of the stage, removing his sunglasses before letting out a little smirk. The man is wearing a red sports jacket with a button down retro-style blue and white collar shirt. He walks down to the ring, still not receiving any form of reaction from the fans except for confusion.
Tazz – I wonder what’s he’s doing out here?
Jim Ross – My guess is we’re about to find out.
The man rolls into the ring with a microphone in hand. He stops in the middle of the ring, waiting for the right moment to begin.
“I’m sure all of you are wondering just who I am.”
The man continues to look around at the audience, still with a grin on his face.
“My name is Alex Parise, but you can call me Alexander, Alexander… ‘The Great’”
The fans don’t seem too happy with the revelation of the nickname, but not too many boos are let out.
“A long time ago when the old FCW was up and running, I was getting ready to sign a contract with this place. I knew it was good then. Of course it closed, which kinda changed my opinion. Then it reopened and I was eager to get into this business.”
Alexander walks back and forth, eager to continue speaking.
I came here to FCW expecting to see the strongest and smartest people who’ve ever lived. I expected to see all this potential, and instead all I see is squandering. I mean God damn it, this is an entire generation bringing this business down.”
Now the fans begin booing, but Parise shows little interest as he continues his rant.
“Instead of being something important and special we’re the middle children of history. No purpose or place. Our great battles a spiritual one, our great depression is our lives.”
‘The Great’ walks around the ring, now running his hand through his spiked up hair.
“It’s time to reject the basic assumptions of civilization, especially the importance of material possessions. Everyone these days is asking for millions of dollars, so they can but shit they don’t need. Everyone does what society tells them to do. I’m here to change that. I’m here to make sure things change. I’m not gunna stand by and watch FCW fall apart because of laziness, because all these ‘veterans’ think they don’t have to compete to win. Well the times are changing. Because FCW, one of the greatest federations of all time isn’t going down because a couple of guys who have deals with management think they can get lazy on the job.”
The fans let out a bit of cheering here, but once again Alexander shows no interest.
“If you are listening to this then this warning is for you. Every word you hear of this useless speech is another second off your life. Don't you have other things to do? Is your life so empty that you honestly can't think of a better way to spend these moments? Or are you so impressed with authority that you give respect and credence to all that claim it? Do you read everything you're supposed to read? Do you think every thing you're supposed to think? Buy what you're told to want? Get out of your apartment. Meet a member of the opposite sex. Stop the excessive shopping and leave the large phone bills. Quit your job. Start a fight. Prove you're alive. If you don't claim your humanity you will become a statistic. You have been warned.”
The fans show mixed reactions, still not sure how to react to the newcomer.
“All of you in the back, I hope you were listening. I hope you know that I will stop at nothing to win that title and prove I’m better than all of you, I will prove that I am alive, that I’m not just another bum sitting on his ass munching on cheese sticks. Because it is only after we’ve lost everything that we’re free to do anything. I will make sure all of you realize that, sooner, rather than later. This is the beginning of a new era. This is the beginning of Alexander ‘The Great’s’ legacy. This is the beginning of my time on top of FCW!”
With that Parise drops the mic to the floor and turns to exit the ring before letting out a smile.
End of RP or TBC, I just thought some people might want to respond.
(OOC: Sorry for the repetitiveness, just didn't have a whole lot to talk about, being as it is my first promo.)
Jim Ross – Hello ladies and gentlemen and welcome back to Anarchy!
Tazz – JR we sure have a jam packed night planned, being topped off with the tag titles on the line, being the first titles decided here in FCW!
Just after Tazz finishes up, the fans are greeted with an unheard song in FCW.
The fans aren’t sure to react as they await the arrival of the mystery man.
Jim Ross – What’s going on?
Tazz – I don’t know JR, but I don’t think we’ve heard this theme song here in FCW.
The fans continue to sit and stare, puzzled, before a man walks out onto the ramp. The fans aren’t sure who this new man is as they try to recognize his face.
Jim Ross – Who on earth is this?
The man walks out to the top of the stage, removing his sunglasses before letting out a little smirk. The man is wearing a red sports jacket with a button down retro-style blue and white collar shirt. He walks down to the ring, still not receiving any form of reaction from the fans except for confusion.
Tazz – I wonder what’s he’s doing out here?
Jim Ross – My guess is we’re about to find out.
The man rolls into the ring with a microphone in hand. He stops in the middle of the ring, waiting for the right moment to begin.
“I’m sure all of you are wondering just who I am.”
The man continues to look around at the audience, still with a grin on his face.
“My name is Alex Parise, but you can call me Alexander, Alexander… ‘The Great’”
The fans don’t seem too happy with the revelation of the nickname, but not too many boos are let out.
“A long time ago when the old FCW was up and running, I was getting ready to sign a contract with this place. I knew it was good then. Of course it closed, which kinda changed my opinion. Then it reopened and I was eager to get into this business.”
Alexander walks back and forth, eager to continue speaking.
I came here to FCW expecting to see the strongest and smartest people who’ve ever lived. I expected to see all this potential, and instead all I see is squandering. I mean God damn it, this is an entire generation bringing this business down.”
Now the fans begin booing, but Parise shows little interest as he continues his rant.
“Instead of being something important and special we’re the middle children of history. No purpose or place. Our great battles a spiritual one, our great depression is our lives.”
‘The Great’ walks around the ring, now running his hand through his spiked up hair.
“It’s time to reject the basic assumptions of civilization, especially the importance of material possessions. Everyone these days is asking for millions of dollars, so they can but shit they don’t need. Everyone does what society tells them to do. I’m here to change that. I’m here to make sure things change. I’m not gunna stand by and watch FCW fall apart because of laziness, because all these ‘veterans’ think they don’t have to compete to win. Well the times are changing. Because FCW, one of the greatest federations of all time isn’t going down because a couple of guys who have deals with management think they can get lazy on the job.”
The fans let out a bit of cheering here, but once again Alexander shows no interest.
“If you are listening to this then this warning is for you. Every word you hear of this useless speech is another second off your life. Don't you have other things to do? Is your life so empty that you honestly can't think of a better way to spend these moments? Or are you so impressed with authority that you give respect and credence to all that claim it? Do you read everything you're supposed to read? Do you think every thing you're supposed to think? Buy what you're told to want? Get out of your apartment. Meet a member of the opposite sex. Stop the excessive shopping and leave the large phone bills. Quit your job. Start a fight. Prove you're alive. If you don't claim your humanity you will become a statistic. You have been warned.”
The fans show mixed reactions, still not sure how to react to the newcomer.
“All of you in the back, I hope you were listening. I hope you know that I will stop at nothing to win that title and prove I’m better than all of you, I will prove that I am alive, that I’m not just another bum sitting on his ass munching on cheese sticks. Because it is only after we’ve lost everything that we’re free to do anything. I will make sure all of you realize that, sooner, rather than later. This is the beginning of a new era. This is the beginning of Alexander ‘The Great’s’ legacy. This is the beginning of my time on top of FCW!”
With that Parise drops the mic to the floor and turns to exit the ring before letting out a smile.
End of RP or TBC, I just thought some people might want to respond.
(OOC: Sorry for the repetitiveness, just didn't have a whole lot to talk about, being as it is my first promo.)
