Post by mosler on Jan 13, 2020 22:39:04 GMT -5
[We fade into the image of a window, glass too frosted over by the chilly weather to hold any reflective properties. Despite the unflattering composition of the shot, and static nature of the image, it is oddly calming. Giving viewers time to appreciate the slowly growing ice particles. Crystals circling the pane, surrounding their new home in a feeling out process, before encroaching on its heart. The indulgent amount of time spent with this frozen window is actually rather serene...]
"AAaaaAAaaaaaaaaaAAAAAAAAAAaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!"
[Startled, the videographer pulls back quickly. The image jars into a medium shot of Zoran Sainovic's office. Syndicate Wrestling And Tradition's interim commissioner is a man of science, so its little surprise to find ZS yelling obscenities at inanimate objects. At the moment, Sainovic is hollering at the window for all he's worth.]
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAaaaAAAAAAAAAaaaaaaaaAAAAAaaaAAaaaaaahhhhhhhh...*"
[Over the length of the scream, Zoran's face turns from its usual gaunt white to an almost human pink, before V-lining into a majestic purple. He eventually remembers to breathe. Gasping, Zoran makes a note to work on his conditioning before the big event, before turning back to the task at hand. Is it the ice that is giving it this breathtaking stability? The SWAT commish shoots the inanimate object a dirty look before gearing up for another attempt.]
"Ahhhhhhh-h-h-h..."
[There goes his voice. Rubbing his throat in pain, ZS downs a tumbler of slivovitz to regain his composure. There is that purple skin palette swap again. Placing his glass on the window sill, Sainovic turns to the camera with an insincere smile.]
Zoran Sainovic: Shattering windows with his scream. Zat Mike Lio is a regular banshee!
Secretary on intercom: Lion actually, sir.
Zoran Sainovic <furrows brow>: How effective does he zink the mangy cat's roar is? <stifling irritation> Regardless, you win zis round Mikey. <slow clap> Let ze record show, Mike Lio 1 - Zoran Sainovic 0. If ze X*Crown was being decided on window smashing, like some inane Street Fighter bonus stage, your questionable understanding of physics as it relates to an infantile obsession with jungle cats - would have zis already sown up for you. <"OH NO maybe it is" expression> Is zat how ze X*Crown is being decided?
Secretary on intercom: No. It appears to be a wrestling match.
[Zoran cannot help but snort smugly at this reveal. ...He knew it all along.]
Zoran Sainovic: Sorry Mikey. <raising his hand, ZS reveals two dice with the 1s facing outwards> It looks like I've got your number. Snakes eyes. Roll of ze dice. Leaving fate to chance. I like shooting craps. You just seem to shoot crap. <burn> Now from what I have seen of Destiny wrestling, zey put out ze most artistically rewarding and creatively daring shows in ze XHF Network. XHF viewers who want a break from ze regional charm of ze AWF, technical prowess and female empowerment of J-Rok, or big budget sheen of ze GCW/RSW crew; can turn zeir attention to ze one promotion that is actually FUN. <broad smile> DESTINY has its place in ze XHF. It doesn't really need ze X*Crown for validation. Nothing GOOD can come from you winning it. Maybe crying children? Other zan zat it is a bad idea. Me on ze other hand? Zats ze kind of validation that finally brings SWAT into ze fold, properly active, welcomed as equals......... even zough my holding ze crown would in fact make SWAT superior, let us call it equals.
As I already outlined to my dear friend, Luthor, after a year of suffering on ze side lines, SWAT is due, and I'm here to collect. When I am victorious, it will have been by sheer athletic ability with ze conspiracy theory outlined being ze product of too much slivovitz. Until zen ze conspiracy is VERY real. As a result, I'd like to zank you, Mikey, for your role in it. Preferential treatment as the result of politics. A DW worker who by his own admission said his involvement in ze preamble was for shock value over common sense, immediately calls me out. I can now focus on ze weakest link in our four man encounter. Death Trap can focus on Maverick which is his right by way of EOD, and as ze two front runners chip away at each other, I can sit back... taking it EASY with you, while looking for my championship opportunity. It will come. You're making zis VERY easy, Mikey. Zanks cub.
You couldn't help me more if you had rattled off statistics on our other competitors like you were Alexa reading wikipedia. ...oh wait, you did.
[Pleased with his assessment, a smirking Sainovic looks out his window. It's still there. That's annoying.]
Zoran Sainovic <raising his index finger>: Point of contention. You suggested zat my victory over "Tard Beater" Luthor Blake shouldn't give me a big head. <flinch> Now zat's just DESTINY sour grapes towards PSW going into zeir war. Ze X*Crown is the jewel of ze XHF. Every promotion wants it. With the exception of ze former management at SWAT, possibly mentally handicapped, ze feds send ze best wrestlers zey can for it. At ze time of his challenge, in ze ring with ME, Luthor Blake was the BEST zat PSW had to offer. I may of ratted him out to ze athletic commission for doping in ze heat of battle, but now zat I've won, zere is nothing but respect. <eyes narrow> For someone who likes to compare who used to hold heavyweight belts like zey're all equal, Mikey, you should probably double down on ze fantasy and consistently act like all ze feds have ze same value.
[Running his finger across the cold glass, ZS starts writing his complicated game plan for victory in the moisture.]
Zoran Sainovic: Lions. It appears I'll be picking up two trophies for ze price of one...
[Pulling a ballpoint hammer out of his sleeve, Zoran taps the glass, shattering the window. Snow blows in, glistening on the carpet with the fine glass shards.]
Zoran Sainovic: Tie score. Impressive roar, Mikey, but it seems your bark is worse zan your bite.
[Mic drop.]
Zoran Sainovic <picking up mic pack>: Mrs. Grant, have maintenance bring up another glass pane.
Secretary on intercom: You cut them out of the budget, sir.
Zoran Sainovic <forcing a smile for the camera>: uh... yeah, I knew zat. I was just testing you.
[Fade to black, followed by a murderous roar that could shatter glass.]
"AAaaaAAaaaaaaaaaAAAAAAAAAAaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!"
[Startled, the videographer pulls back quickly. The image jars into a medium shot of Zoran Sainovic's office. Syndicate Wrestling And Tradition's interim commissioner is a man of science, so its little surprise to find ZS yelling obscenities at inanimate objects. At the moment, Sainovic is hollering at the window for all he's worth.]
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAaaaAAAAAAAAAaaaaaaaaAAAAAaaaAAaaaaaahhhhhhhh...*"
[Over the length of the scream, Zoran's face turns from its usual gaunt white to an almost human pink, before V-lining into a majestic purple. He eventually remembers to breathe. Gasping, Zoran makes a note to work on his conditioning before the big event, before turning back to the task at hand. Is it the ice that is giving it this breathtaking stability? The SWAT commish shoots the inanimate object a dirty look before gearing up for another attempt.]
"Ahhhhhhh-h-h-h..."
[There goes his voice. Rubbing his throat in pain, ZS downs a tumbler of slivovitz to regain his composure. There is that purple skin palette swap again. Placing his glass on the window sill, Sainovic turns to the camera with an insincere smile.]
Zoran Sainovic: Shattering windows with his scream. Zat Mike Lio is a regular banshee!
Secretary on intercom: Lion actually, sir.
Zoran Sainovic <furrows brow>: How effective does he zink the mangy cat's roar is? <stifling irritation> Regardless, you win zis round Mikey. <slow clap> Let ze record show, Mike Lio 1 - Zoran Sainovic 0. If ze X*Crown was being decided on window smashing, like some inane Street Fighter bonus stage, your questionable understanding of physics as it relates to an infantile obsession with jungle cats - would have zis already sown up for you. <"OH NO maybe it is" expression> Is zat how ze X*Crown is being decided?
Secretary on intercom: No. It appears to be a wrestling match.
[Zoran cannot help but snort smugly at this reveal. ...He knew it all along.]
Zoran Sainovic: Sorry Mikey. <raising his hand, ZS reveals two dice with the 1s facing outwards> It looks like I've got your number. Snakes eyes. Roll of ze dice. Leaving fate to chance. I like shooting craps. You just seem to shoot crap. <burn> Now from what I have seen of Destiny wrestling, zey put out ze most artistically rewarding and creatively daring shows in ze XHF Network. XHF viewers who want a break from ze regional charm of ze AWF, technical prowess and female empowerment of J-Rok, or big budget sheen of ze GCW/RSW crew; can turn zeir attention to ze one promotion that is actually FUN. <broad smile> DESTINY has its place in ze XHF. It doesn't really need ze X*Crown for validation. Nothing GOOD can come from you winning it. Maybe crying children? Other zan zat it is a bad idea. Me on ze other hand? Zats ze kind of validation that finally brings SWAT into ze fold, properly active, welcomed as equals......... even zough my holding ze crown would in fact make SWAT superior, let us call it equals.
As I already outlined to my dear friend, Luthor, after a year of suffering on ze side lines, SWAT is due, and I'm here to collect. When I am victorious, it will have been by sheer athletic ability with ze conspiracy theory outlined being ze product of too much slivovitz. Until zen ze conspiracy is VERY real. As a result, I'd like to zank you, Mikey, for your role in it. Preferential treatment as the result of politics. A DW worker who by his own admission said his involvement in ze preamble was for shock value over common sense, immediately calls me out. I can now focus on ze weakest link in our four man encounter. Death Trap can focus on Maverick which is his right by way of EOD, and as ze two front runners chip away at each other, I can sit back... taking it EASY with you, while looking for my championship opportunity. It will come. You're making zis VERY easy, Mikey. Zanks cub.
You couldn't help me more if you had rattled off statistics on our other competitors like you were Alexa reading wikipedia. ...oh wait, you did.
[Pleased with his assessment, a smirking Sainovic looks out his window. It's still there. That's annoying.]
Zoran Sainovic <raising his index finger>: Point of contention. You suggested zat my victory over "Tard Beater" Luthor Blake shouldn't give me a big head. <flinch> Now zat's just DESTINY sour grapes towards PSW going into zeir war. Ze X*Crown is the jewel of ze XHF. Every promotion wants it. With the exception of ze former management at SWAT, possibly mentally handicapped, ze feds send ze best wrestlers zey can for it. At ze time of his challenge, in ze ring with ME, Luthor Blake was the BEST zat PSW had to offer. I may of ratted him out to ze athletic commission for doping in ze heat of battle, but now zat I've won, zere is nothing but respect. <eyes narrow> For someone who likes to compare who used to hold heavyweight belts like zey're all equal, Mikey, you should probably double down on ze fantasy and consistently act like all ze feds have ze same value.
[Running his finger across the cold glass, ZS starts writing his complicated game plan for victory in the moisture.]
Zoran Sainovic: Lions. It appears I'll be picking up two trophies for ze price of one...
[Pulling a ballpoint hammer out of his sleeve, Zoran taps the glass, shattering the window. Snow blows in, glistening on the carpet with the fine glass shards.]
Zoran Sainovic: Tie score. Impressive roar, Mikey, but it seems your bark is worse zan your bite.
[Mic drop.]
Zoran Sainovic <picking up mic pack>: Mrs. Grant, have maintenance bring up another glass pane.
Secretary on intercom: You cut them out of the budget, sir.
Zoran Sainovic <forcing a smile for the camera>: uh... yeah, I knew zat. I was just testing you.
[Fade to black, followed by a murderous roar that could shatter glass.]