Post by Dylan on Nov 8, 2020 22:07:41 GMT -5
08-11-20
OH CAAAANADA!
A balcony. Why do you care?
OH CAAAANADA!
A balcony. Why do you care?
Dylan: So this... is NPW.
We open on Dylan, on a rooftop of some building. It is unclear where he is, as the skyline looks undescriptive. There's no stand-out buildings. He leans on a balcony wall, not facing the camera.
Dylan: I suppose you could say I am excited to be participating in this Lethal Lottery. A fresh batch of faces to look across the ring from. New foes to fight. Perhaps... new crowns to wear.
He smirks.
Dylan: That is right. My intentions are going to be made very. Clear. I am not here to scout, to study and collaborate with Northern Pro. I am here to take what is rightfully mine.
He turns, staring down the camera.
Dylan: You know, a lot of NPW fans were left confused after that bitch Alex Turner royally fucked everything up. Executives were presumably furious after Gus Arnold stripped Carlson and Dane of their titles when neither man could get the job done. Frankly, there seems to be no worthy champion within the great expanses of Canada.
He pulls out a Lord Dominicus mask and considers putting it on.
Dylan: (imitating the REAL LD) BuT i'M tHe OnLy ChAmPiOn In NpW! (stops imitating) Man, shut the hell up! LD, you couldn't make it in my domain, and now I'm here, Mr. Only Champion, to do what you can't - add to my collection!
He waves a hand dismissively.
Dylan: This quest to become the first multi-crown champion in the XHF, it doesn't start with Lord Dominicus. It doesn't even end with you if my plans unfold exactly as predicted! Right up front on my list of victims are Bryan Chase and the Enforcer.
He clears his throat.
Dylan: These two are a bit of an interesting choice of opponents. Bryan Chase is the green-eared, naive type that believes he is better than the rest. Believe me, chase, you are no better than the 19 others who will fall by my hand at these nights. No amount of bullshit yourself or The Enforcer try to put me through will stop this reign of terror I'm about to tear through your "great" company.
Dylan: And the Enforcer...
He clasps his hands together.
Dylan: Who the fuck do you think you are, allowing yourself to be included in an event such as this? I promise you, the only Sweet Victory you'll receive is one sung by Travis Scott. A fake out, and a bombshell of a loss. And that's all my attention you shall get.
Dylan: But let's not forget Nemo. Nemo, let me thank you for the warm introduction into NPW. Make no mistake that you shall be on the chopping block too! Think not for a moment that you will be free from my wrath!
He swipes his hands to the side.
Dylan: HEED MY WARNINGS, NPW! A RECKONING IS COMING! BEWARE THE MESSIAH... BEWARE DYLAN BLACK!
Cut.
