Post by Venom 🕷 on Feb 16, 2022 18:28:15 GMT -5
We open on the young El Rey sitting on a glamorous throne. He appears to be alone in a dark room with the only light shone on him on his throne. He is dressed in jeans and his New Money t-shirt with his cape adorned with the side plates of the championships hanging over the edges of the throne. On his lap sits his crown. He’s staring at the front examining every nook and cranny before he breaks the silence.
El Rey: I’ve only held this crown for a few weeks and already it grows heavy on my head. This week I had a hard fought successful defense against CAR’s top athlete Lord Dominicus. I got to chose the stipulation so it should’ve been a cake walk, but Dominicus surprised me. Knowing who he is under that mask I never expected a fight like that. Just as I thought, though, when the bell rang I was still Champion and Dominicus was left gasping for air. It was a pleasure to defend in front of that small Valentine’s Day crowd, but now it’s on to bigger and better.
The young champion finishes examining his crown and places it on his head tilted slightly to one side.
El Rey: And what it bigger and better than facing the greatest X*Crown Champion of the Network Era in the main event of a Gun Show? Nothing. Now, I’d be lying if I said this is the first defense I wanted on a Gun Show. I, of course, was hoping for a match with a GUNS OG star like Ken in the Box, Wombat, or even my uncle Ryan Velez. You know, people I’d man handle and make short work of, but Magnus has other plans. He wants to make me work. He wants to bring in the ratings. Well the ratings will come, and my stock will soar when I successfully defend this crown again.
El Rey smirks as he pauses and thinks on his words before continuing.
El Rey: Dylan, we’ve been at war off and on for over a year now. When this started you were the big man on campus, the top dog, but what a difference a year makes. Now I sit on the throne. Now I wear the crown. And you, you’re at your lowest since you were busy losing to my dad for the tag team championships. You may have won the big violence four way, but you’ve lost your arm to Steve Awesome and are desperate for money to get a new one. What have you become?
The young champ slowly shakes his head.
El Rey: It is almost sad to think about what is going to happen to you when you fail to take the Crown from me. Almost. After a few seconds of thinking it’s sad I smile and start envisioning all the possibilities. You outside of a Best Buy digging through the garbage hoping to find components to build your own hoping the McCully looking kid that works there doesn’t catch you and call the cops. Waiting outside of Guns Arena for the Borgs to reappear hoping they’ll be able to convince them to make you a new one out of Mecha-Goldbear parts.
El Rey pauses and chuckles.
El Rey: It’s going to be hilarious, but I can’t focus on that. Even in your downward spiral you’re still a dangerous opponent and this crown, it means too much to me to let you take it. So understand this Dylan, I will do any and everything I can to defeat you. And believe me Dylan, I mean anything. I was raised by wolves and I’ll take you down like one, by any means necessary.
El Rey smirks and pulls off his crown and again begins to examine it with a smile on his face as we face.
El Rey: I’ve only held this crown for a few weeks and already it grows heavy on my head. This week I had a hard fought successful defense against CAR’s top athlete Lord Dominicus. I got to chose the stipulation so it should’ve been a cake walk, but Dominicus surprised me. Knowing who he is under that mask I never expected a fight like that. Just as I thought, though, when the bell rang I was still Champion and Dominicus was left gasping for air. It was a pleasure to defend in front of that small Valentine’s Day crowd, but now it’s on to bigger and better.
The young champion finishes examining his crown and places it on his head tilted slightly to one side.
El Rey: And what it bigger and better than facing the greatest X*Crown Champion of the Network Era in the main event of a Gun Show? Nothing. Now, I’d be lying if I said this is the first defense I wanted on a Gun Show. I, of course, was hoping for a match with a GUNS OG star like Ken in the Box, Wombat, or even my uncle Ryan Velez. You know, people I’d man handle and make short work of, but Magnus has other plans. He wants to make me work. He wants to bring in the ratings. Well the ratings will come, and my stock will soar when I successfully defend this crown again.
El Rey smirks as he pauses and thinks on his words before continuing.
El Rey: Dylan, we’ve been at war off and on for over a year now. When this started you were the big man on campus, the top dog, but what a difference a year makes. Now I sit on the throne. Now I wear the crown. And you, you’re at your lowest since you were busy losing to my dad for the tag team championships. You may have won the big violence four way, but you’ve lost your arm to Steve Awesome and are desperate for money to get a new one. What have you become?
The young champ slowly shakes his head.
El Rey: It is almost sad to think about what is going to happen to you when you fail to take the Crown from me. Almost. After a few seconds of thinking it’s sad I smile and start envisioning all the possibilities. You outside of a Best Buy digging through the garbage hoping to find components to build your own hoping the McCully looking kid that works there doesn’t catch you and call the cops. Waiting outside of Guns Arena for the Borgs to reappear hoping they’ll be able to convince them to make you a new one out of Mecha-Goldbear parts.
El Rey pauses and chuckles.
El Rey: It’s going to be hilarious, but I can’t focus on that. Even in your downward spiral you’re still a dangerous opponent and this crown, it means too much to me to let you take it. So understand this Dylan, I will do any and everything I can to defeat you. And believe me Dylan, I mean anything. I was raised by wolves and I’ll take you down like one, by any means necessary.
El Rey smirks and pulls off his crown and again begins to examine it with a smile on his face as we face.