Destroy me, let's roast this pig
Oct 7, 2017 1:26:00 GMT -5
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Post by Venom 🕷 on Oct 7, 2017 1:26:00 GMT -5
Welcome to the XHF Network.
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Venom fills the screen, and we pan out slightly and he’s leaning on the hood of his rather plain car. He leans up against a silver Chevy Malibu, a car driven by soccer moms and working dads because it had a lot of space and good gas mileage. Venom smiles and then he speaks.
Oh man Harry, is that you?
He stops and a puzzled look overtakes his face.
The years and multiple concussions makes you forget faces you don’t see that often. It’s been so long and while I hardly recognize you I have to say you still look like the same trailer trash I remember.
Venom smirks and rubs his chin.
Now, I know you said you don’t want to hear me talk. I know you said you’d fast forward everything I say. I imagine right now you’re trying to click that next button on the XHF Network so you can skip to watching videos of yourself so you can remember how a gutter punk like you managed to become Mr. XHF. I want you to hear me out, though.
Venom holds out his hand to the camera as a signal to stop Harry from skipping this promo.
I want you to listen because I need you to be on the same page as me. I need you to be ready to fight and be the man everyone used to fear. I need this because believe it or not, we’re on the same page.
He pauses to let that sink in.
You’re right. The new XHF Network is a joke. It is not what it once was. There may be legends like you, me, Scorpion and old names like Nelly and Micheal Storm. Doc and MGK did come back to tear the house down in the early going, but this place is not about us and what we can do anymore. Instead it’s a joke where a mediocre side show like Slain and his prize winning pig can hold the top prize in all of the companies. It’s a place where they now embrace the side show and neglect the true art of wrestling. That’s why I need you.
He points at the camera.
I need the monster. I need the beast. I need the Hardcore in the name.
Remember when you were respected.
Remember when you weren’t a party of the sideshow.
Remember when you weren’t over the hill.
Venom slams his fist on the hood of his car.
I want you to go under that ring and get whatever you can to try and destroy me, because that’s what I’m going to do to you. That, Harry, is the only way we’re going to get the old XHF back. The only way we are going to change this is if you give me your all and we steal the show. The only way you won’t be the side show is if we roast that pig and make bacon of the side show the main event scene has become. It’s time for us to take that pork chop and expel it from the top, because it’s time for the XHF to return to its glory days. And for that, I need you.
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Venom fills the screen, and we pan out slightly and he’s leaning on the hood of his rather plain car. He leans up against a silver Chevy Malibu, a car driven by soccer moms and working dads because it had a lot of space and good gas mileage. Venom smiles and then he speaks.
Oh man Harry, is that you?
He stops and a puzzled look overtakes his face.
The years and multiple concussions makes you forget faces you don’t see that often. It’s been so long and while I hardly recognize you I have to say you still look like the same trailer trash I remember.
Venom smirks and rubs his chin.
Now, I know you said you don’t want to hear me talk. I know you said you’d fast forward everything I say. I imagine right now you’re trying to click that next button on the XHF Network so you can skip to watching videos of yourself so you can remember how a gutter punk like you managed to become Mr. XHF. I want you to hear me out, though.
Venom holds out his hand to the camera as a signal to stop Harry from skipping this promo.
I want you to listen because I need you to be on the same page as me. I need you to be ready to fight and be the man everyone used to fear. I need this because believe it or not, we’re on the same page.
He pauses to let that sink in.
You’re right. The new XHF Network is a joke. It is not what it once was. There may be legends like you, me, Scorpion and old names like Nelly and Micheal Storm. Doc and MGK did come back to tear the house down in the early going, but this place is not about us and what we can do anymore. Instead it’s a joke where a mediocre side show like Slain and his prize winning pig can hold the top prize in all of the companies. It’s a place where they now embrace the side show and neglect the true art of wrestling. That’s why I need you.
He points at the camera.
I need the monster. I need the beast. I need the Hardcore in the name.
Remember when you were respected.
Remember when you weren’t a party of the sideshow.
Remember when you weren’t over the hill.
Venom slams his fist on the hood of his car.
I want you to go under that ring and get whatever you can to try and destroy me, because that’s what I’m going to do to you. That, Harry, is the only way we’re going to get the old XHF back. The only way we are going to change this is if you give me your all and we steal the show. The only way you won’t be the side show is if we roast that pig and make bacon of the side show the main event scene has become. It’s time for us to take that pork chop and expel it from the top, because it’s time for the XHF to return to its glory days. And for that, I need you.
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