Post by Vince McMahon on Aug 30, 2007 15:44:35 GMT -5
Mystery Opponets: Batistas RP for Turmoil
« Thread Started on Feb 14, 2006, 2:59pm »
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**NHBWO returns to the sold out arena. The camera flies around the arena showing the excited fans ready for the main event match. The camera zooms around showing fans with all types of posters and other NHBWO merchandise. They all are screaming, anticipating the following match. The camera goes ringside to Joey Styles and Paul Heyman.**
Joey: Well Paul, and exciting night is has been!
Paul: That’s right Joey, and were set for the next match, it’s the Hardy Boys verses mystery opponents! Boy, am I excited to fin out who it is.
Joey: Yea Paul, if I were the Hardy’s, I’d be very nervous right now, it could range from Raven, all the way to our champ, The Heart Break Kid, Shawn Michaels!
**Suddenly the arena goes pitch black, the only thing heard is fans screaming from the suspense to find out what’s going on. Suddenly “Anxiety” by Black Eyed Peas begins to last of the Titan Tron. A video clip begins being shown as the song plays.**
“I feel like I wanna smack somebody Turn around and bitch slap somebody But I ain't going' out bro (no, no, no) I ain't givin' into it (no, no, no) Anxieties bash my mind in Terrorizing my soul like Bin Laden But I ain't fallin' down bro (no, no, no) I won't lose control bro (no, no, no) Shackle and chained My soul feels stained I can't explain got an itch on my brain Lately my whole aim is to maintain And regain control of my mainframe My bloods boiling its beatin' out propane My train of thoughts more like a runaway train I'm in a fast car drivin' in a fast lane In the rain and I'm might just hydroplane”
“Don't fear none of my enemies And I don't fear bullets from Uzis I've been dealing with something that’s worse than these That'll make you fall to your knees and that’s the The anxiety the sane and the insane rivalry Paranoias brought me to my knees Lord please please please Take away my anxiety The sane and the insane rivalry Paranoias brought me to my knees Lord please please please Take away my anxiety”
“ My head keeps running away my brother The only thing making me stay my brother But I won't give into it bro (no, no, no) Gotta get myself back now God, I can't let my mind be Tell my enemy is my own Gots to find my inner wealth Gots to hold up my thoughts I can't get caught (no, no, no) I can't give into it now (no, no, no) Emotions are trapped set on lock Got my brain stuck goin through the motions Only I know what's up I'm filled up with pain Trying' to gain my sanity Everywhere I turn its a dead end in front of me With nowhere to go gotta shake this anxiety Got me feelin' strange paranoia took over me And its weighing' me down And I can't run any longer, yo Knees to the ground”
“I don't fear none of my enemies And I don't fear bullets from oozies I've been dealing with something thats worse than these That'll make you fall to your knees and thats the The anxiety the sane and the insane rivalry Paranoias brought me to my knees Lord please please please Take away my anxiety The sane and the insane rivalry Paranoias brought me to my knees Lord please please please Take away my anxiety”
“I don't fear none of my enemies And I don't fear bullets from uzis I've been dealing with something thats worse than these That'll make you fall to your knees and thats the The anxiety the sane and the insane rivalry Paranoias brought me to my knees Lord please please please Take away my anxiety The sane and the insane rivalry Paranoias brought me to my knees Lord please please please Take away my anxiety”
The Beast Masters
**The scene fades away along with the song. Suddenly the lights turn back on to show Paul Heyman and Joey Styles.**
Joey: What the….?
Paul: All those pictures where of Chris Jericho and Batista.
Joey: Yea, and what’s the Beast Masters mean?
**The camera goes backstage quickly, showing Batista in his locker room. He comes out of the bathroom, whistling and smiling. Suddenly the a knock is heard on the door, and Batista yells and tells them to come in. Chris Jericho walks in with a sad look on his face.**
Batista: Whats up Chris, you ready to get some more gold?
Chris: Yea man, but were not facing the Hardy Boyz man, we are facing Jeff Hardy and Shawn Michaels.
**Jericho's head swoops down, youcan tell he is upset.**
Batista:So what, I'm not scared of the "Heart Break Kid", and I know your not.
**Batista walks over to a locker and brushes aside some towels and cloths, he pulls out the Intercontinental title and a towel, and begins polishing the title.**
Batista: What have we got to loose, and besides, Im the champ man, and if you saw how close Hunter came to beating HBK, and I beat Hunter...Just imagine what me and you can do to Shawn tonight.
Chris: Yea, your right, and tonight, me and you wil take home those titles, crowning you a double champ, and at Night of Glory, I'm going to pin HBK, and I myself, will become, World Heavyweight Champion.
**Jericho makes hand signals of a sign, as if it were lights in Braodway.**
Batista: Thats right Chris, now lets go kick some ass.
**The two ment exit the room, Y2J first, followed by Batista. The door closes as NHBWO goes to commercial.**
The camera returns from commercial, showing a arena full of fans awaiting the men who will fight for the titles. Suddenly the arena goes pitch black.
**At that time “Unleashed” by Saliva slams the arena, nearly causing Joey Styles to have a heart attack.**
**A guitar solo is playing, suddenly Josey Scott, Saliva’s lead singer, lets out a huge yell.**
At that time Batista comes running out onto the stage. He is dripping wet, his fresh hair cut dripping wet. His Intercontinental title is strapped securley around his waste. He walks over to the right side of the stage, he looks much more serious than he usually does. Not jogging or running, he is walking stiffly, staring directly ahead of him, not watching where he steps. Somehow he stops directly before the ramp ends, still not looking down. He points to the crowd members holding “The Animal Is Unleashed” sign and gives them a thumbs up. He begins pointing at the crown, and suddenly clenching his fist and swinging them. He turns around and walks over the left side of the stage, still looking more serious then ever, the crowd roaring louder as Saliva slams on the guitar and bass. He stops at the end of the ramp, and puts his forearms and fist out ahead of him and pulls back, stopping at his joint on his arm, flexing his massive muscles. He turns around and walks directly to the middle of the stage. He squats his lower body, and stares down at the steel stage. He takes both his fist and pushes them against the floor and he pulls back up.
**Suddenly Saliva hit’s another guitar solo, and its stopped by a large “boom”. Following the boom, Josey Scott screams “I walk alone!”. The “boom” and “I walk alone” echo through the arena together, as Batista clenches his right fist, and raises his whole arm into the air. As the chorus kicks back up with “I walk for miles inside this pit of danger, The place where no one follows me I walk alone!... Huh!” , at that time Batista slams down into the air, letting off massive white pyros stretching across the whole stage.**
Batista begins to scream as he continues walking down the ramp. He is still staring directly in front of him. He reaches the steel steps and instead of running up them, he slowly takes his time walking up each step, staring dead into the eyes of the ring announcer.
“Yeah!... I'm sick of all these people talkin' out their heads I've never understood a damn thing that they said From words to actions Never knowing what they're talkin' about I guess I'll have to chew them up and spit them out And I'll say.…”
He walks over the center apron and pushes the second rope down as he ducks under the third rope. He begins walking over to the far right turnbuckle. He climbs up, balancing on the second rope, and he begins posing for the crowd. He lets out a huge yell, as the adrenaline rushes through the crowds body. Camera snapshots are going off all throughout the arena and Batista walks to the bottom left turnbuckle, and again begins to pose.
“ I walked for miles inside this pit of danger I've swallowed down a thousand years of anger The weight of the worlds has fallen on my shoulders The place where no one follows me I walk alone!…”
He walks over the ring crew and picks up a microphone. The music fades away as Batista’s deep, serious voice is heard over the loud speakers.
He unstraps his title, and flings it around his shoulder. He begins to stare at it, soaking up the glory in that title.
Batista: You know, ever since last week, I’ve been hearing two things. Those things are, “Why did you do it Dave, why’d you do Orton like that?”, and then there’s, “Great job Dave, that little punk was getting on my nerves, he deserved it.” That is true, he talked to much, and I put him out. But that’s not why I did it, I did it because of the New Batista, the Animal has been unleashed in me.
**Crowd begins to cheer**
Batista: Orton hit me across the head with a steel chair, and that just doesn’t happen without going unnoticed. I don’t take crap from anyone back there, and if they got something to say, they’ll be a man and say it to my face, or they can say it behind my back. But you see, either way, I’ll find out, and they’ll pay. I asked Orton politely why he hit me, and he would cooperate. I tried again but still wouldn’t tell me. I began to become aggressive, but Orton’s ignorant, cocky ass refused. It came to the point were Orton had to hit me. Now if you hit the beast, you better expect a fight back. That’s what I did to Orton, I fought back. Except this time I beat Orton’s ass within a inch of his life. I broke that announcement table and drove Orton into that cold, steel floor.
Batista: But, I heard we have a new opponet. That happens to be NHBWO's current World Heavyweight champion, Shawn Michaels. That makes no difference!I've been here in NHBWO for what, a month and a half, maybe two, and look at my acomplishments, there endless. Thats including my newest one, being crowned the Intercontinental champion.
**He grabs the title by one end of it's belt strap and hold it high in the air.**
Batista: Shawn, your overrated my friend. Yuor getting older, I am the prime of this business, I am what everyone pays money to see. I am the Animal, Shawn. Your just another victim to be thrown in my den. Your just more food Shawn, and that title of yours, is the bait. Once I take the tag titles tonight, I go for the Custom title, and then Shawn, you. Tonight you'll get a simple taste of the Animals bite. You'll barley feel my jaws lock around your flesh, but Shawn, when I take that title from you, you'll get the horns, the teeth, the claws, and the kill, form yours truly, THE ANIMAL!
**Crowd raors in excitment.**
Batista: But I’m not here tonight to talk about Orton. I’ve got other business, and that’s with the Hardy Boys. That’s right folks, me and Chris Jericho, the Lion Heart himself, are the mystery opponents. I haven’t tasted gold since I’ve came here to NBWO, and the Animal is hungry. Tonight I’m going to do whatever it takes to make sure those brothers don’t get what I deserve, and that’s the tag team titles. If I have to, I’ll unleash on every single person that steps between me, and those titles. You see, me and Y2J have formed “The Beast Masters.” We’ll stop at nothing to get the titles, and when someone tries to stop us, well become the “Inner Beast”. But don’t worry, no one here in NHBWO will be able to stop us. Once you get a animal going, there’s no way to stop it unless you kill it. And I’m not too worried about that. I’ve got my mind set on one thing, that’s getting those tag team titles, and I’m taking NO PRISONERS!
**The crowd goes wild for Batista as he drops the microphone.**
“ I walked for miles inside this pit of danger I've swallowed down a thousand years of anger The weight of the worlds has fallen on my shoulders The place where no one follows me I walk alone!…” slams as Batista stands in the ring and awaits what’s next…
« Thread Started on Feb 14, 2006, 2:59pm »
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**NHBWO returns to the sold out arena. The camera flies around the arena showing the excited fans ready for the main event match. The camera zooms around showing fans with all types of posters and other NHBWO merchandise. They all are screaming, anticipating the following match. The camera goes ringside to Joey Styles and Paul Heyman.**
Joey: Well Paul, and exciting night is has been!
Paul: That’s right Joey, and were set for the next match, it’s the Hardy Boys verses mystery opponents! Boy, am I excited to fin out who it is.
Joey: Yea Paul, if I were the Hardy’s, I’d be very nervous right now, it could range from Raven, all the way to our champ, The Heart Break Kid, Shawn Michaels!
**Suddenly the arena goes pitch black, the only thing heard is fans screaming from the suspense to find out what’s going on. Suddenly “Anxiety” by Black Eyed Peas begins to last of the Titan Tron. A video clip begins being shown as the song plays.**
“I feel like I wanna smack somebody Turn around and bitch slap somebody But I ain't going' out bro (no, no, no) I ain't givin' into it (no, no, no) Anxieties bash my mind in Terrorizing my soul like Bin Laden But I ain't fallin' down bro (no, no, no) I won't lose control bro (no, no, no) Shackle and chained My soul feels stained I can't explain got an itch on my brain Lately my whole aim is to maintain And regain control of my mainframe My bloods boiling its beatin' out propane My train of thoughts more like a runaway train I'm in a fast car drivin' in a fast lane In the rain and I'm might just hydroplane”
“Don't fear none of my enemies And I don't fear bullets from Uzis I've been dealing with something that’s worse than these That'll make you fall to your knees and that’s the The anxiety the sane and the insane rivalry Paranoias brought me to my knees Lord please please please Take away my anxiety The sane and the insane rivalry Paranoias brought me to my knees Lord please please please Take away my anxiety”
“ My head keeps running away my brother The only thing making me stay my brother But I won't give into it bro (no, no, no) Gotta get myself back now God, I can't let my mind be Tell my enemy is my own Gots to find my inner wealth Gots to hold up my thoughts I can't get caught (no, no, no) I can't give into it now (no, no, no) Emotions are trapped set on lock Got my brain stuck goin through the motions Only I know what's up I'm filled up with pain Trying' to gain my sanity Everywhere I turn its a dead end in front of me With nowhere to go gotta shake this anxiety Got me feelin' strange paranoia took over me And its weighing' me down And I can't run any longer, yo Knees to the ground”
“I don't fear none of my enemies And I don't fear bullets from oozies I've been dealing with something thats worse than these That'll make you fall to your knees and thats the The anxiety the sane and the insane rivalry Paranoias brought me to my knees Lord please please please Take away my anxiety The sane and the insane rivalry Paranoias brought me to my knees Lord please please please Take away my anxiety”
“I don't fear none of my enemies And I don't fear bullets from uzis I've been dealing with something thats worse than these That'll make you fall to your knees and thats the The anxiety the sane and the insane rivalry Paranoias brought me to my knees Lord please please please Take away my anxiety The sane and the insane rivalry Paranoias brought me to my knees Lord please please please Take away my anxiety”
The Beast Masters
**The scene fades away along with the song. Suddenly the lights turn back on to show Paul Heyman and Joey Styles.**
Joey: What the….?
Paul: All those pictures where of Chris Jericho and Batista.
Joey: Yea, and what’s the Beast Masters mean?
**The camera goes backstage quickly, showing Batista in his locker room. He comes out of the bathroom, whistling and smiling. Suddenly the a knock is heard on the door, and Batista yells and tells them to come in. Chris Jericho walks in with a sad look on his face.**
Batista: Whats up Chris, you ready to get some more gold?
Chris: Yea man, but were not facing the Hardy Boyz man, we are facing Jeff Hardy and Shawn Michaels.
**Jericho's head swoops down, youcan tell he is upset.**
Batista:So what, I'm not scared of the "Heart Break Kid", and I know your not.
**Batista walks over to a locker and brushes aside some towels and cloths, he pulls out the Intercontinental title and a towel, and begins polishing the title.**
Batista: What have we got to loose, and besides, Im the champ man, and if you saw how close Hunter came to beating HBK, and I beat Hunter...Just imagine what me and you can do to Shawn tonight.
Chris: Yea, your right, and tonight, me and you wil take home those titles, crowning you a double champ, and at Night of Glory, I'm going to pin HBK, and I myself, will become, World Heavyweight Champion.
**Jericho makes hand signals of a sign, as if it were lights in Braodway.**
Batista: Thats right Chris, now lets go kick some ass.
**The two ment exit the room, Y2J first, followed by Batista. The door closes as NHBWO goes to commercial.**
The camera returns from commercial, showing a arena full of fans awaiting the men who will fight for the titles. Suddenly the arena goes pitch black.
**At that time “Unleashed” by Saliva slams the arena, nearly causing Joey Styles to have a heart attack.**
**A guitar solo is playing, suddenly Josey Scott, Saliva’s lead singer, lets out a huge yell.**
At that time Batista comes running out onto the stage. He is dripping wet, his fresh hair cut dripping wet. His Intercontinental title is strapped securley around his waste. He walks over to the right side of the stage, he looks much more serious than he usually does. Not jogging or running, he is walking stiffly, staring directly ahead of him, not watching where he steps. Somehow he stops directly before the ramp ends, still not looking down. He points to the crowd members holding “The Animal Is Unleashed” sign and gives them a thumbs up. He begins pointing at the crown, and suddenly clenching his fist and swinging them. He turns around and walks over the left side of the stage, still looking more serious then ever, the crowd roaring louder as Saliva slams on the guitar and bass. He stops at the end of the ramp, and puts his forearms and fist out ahead of him and pulls back, stopping at his joint on his arm, flexing his massive muscles. He turns around and walks directly to the middle of the stage. He squats his lower body, and stares down at the steel stage. He takes both his fist and pushes them against the floor and he pulls back up.
**Suddenly Saliva hit’s another guitar solo, and its stopped by a large “boom”. Following the boom, Josey Scott screams “I walk alone!”. The “boom” and “I walk alone” echo through the arena together, as Batista clenches his right fist, and raises his whole arm into the air. As the chorus kicks back up with “I walk for miles inside this pit of danger, The place where no one follows me I walk alone!... Huh!” , at that time Batista slams down into the air, letting off massive white pyros stretching across the whole stage.**
Batista begins to scream as he continues walking down the ramp. He is still staring directly in front of him. He reaches the steel steps and instead of running up them, he slowly takes his time walking up each step, staring dead into the eyes of the ring announcer.
“Yeah!... I'm sick of all these people talkin' out their heads I've never understood a damn thing that they said From words to actions Never knowing what they're talkin' about I guess I'll have to chew them up and spit them out And I'll say.…”
He walks over the center apron and pushes the second rope down as he ducks under the third rope. He begins walking over to the far right turnbuckle. He climbs up, balancing on the second rope, and he begins posing for the crowd. He lets out a huge yell, as the adrenaline rushes through the crowds body. Camera snapshots are going off all throughout the arena and Batista walks to the bottom left turnbuckle, and again begins to pose.
“ I walked for miles inside this pit of danger I've swallowed down a thousand years of anger The weight of the worlds has fallen on my shoulders The place where no one follows me I walk alone!…”
He walks over the ring crew and picks up a microphone. The music fades away as Batista’s deep, serious voice is heard over the loud speakers.
He unstraps his title, and flings it around his shoulder. He begins to stare at it, soaking up the glory in that title.
Batista: You know, ever since last week, I’ve been hearing two things. Those things are, “Why did you do it Dave, why’d you do Orton like that?”, and then there’s, “Great job Dave, that little punk was getting on my nerves, he deserved it.” That is true, he talked to much, and I put him out. But that’s not why I did it, I did it because of the New Batista, the Animal has been unleashed in me.
**Crowd begins to cheer**
Batista: Orton hit me across the head with a steel chair, and that just doesn’t happen without going unnoticed. I don’t take crap from anyone back there, and if they got something to say, they’ll be a man and say it to my face, or they can say it behind my back. But you see, either way, I’ll find out, and they’ll pay. I asked Orton politely why he hit me, and he would cooperate. I tried again but still wouldn’t tell me. I began to become aggressive, but Orton’s ignorant, cocky ass refused. It came to the point were Orton had to hit me. Now if you hit the beast, you better expect a fight back. That’s what I did to Orton, I fought back. Except this time I beat Orton’s ass within a inch of his life. I broke that announcement table and drove Orton into that cold, steel floor.
Batista: But, I heard we have a new opponet. That happens to be NHBWO's current World Heavyweight champion, Shawn Michaels. That makes no difference!I've been here in NHBWO for what, a month and a half, maybe two, and look at my acomplishments, there endless. Thats including my newest one, being crowned the Intercontinental champion.
**He grabs the title by one end of it's belt strap and hold it high in the air.**
Batista: Shawn, your overrated my friend. Yuor getting older, I am the prime of this business, I am what everyone pays money to see. I am the Animal, Shawn. Your just another victim to be thrown in my den. Your just more food Shawn, and that title of yours, is the bait. Once I take the tag titles tonight, I go for the Custom title, and then Shawn, you. Tonight you'll get a simple taste of the Animals bite. You'll barley feel my jaws lock around your flesh, but Shawn, when I take that title from you, you'll get the horns, the teeth, the claws, and the kill, form yours truly, THE ANIMAL!
**Crowd raors in excitment.**
Batista: But I’m not here tonight to talk about Orton. I’ve got other business, and that’s with the Hardy Boys. That’s right folks, me and Chris Jericho, the Lion Heart himself, are the mystery opponents. I haven’t tasted gold since I’ve came here to NBWO, and the Animal is hungry. Tonight I’m going to do whatever it takes to make sure those brothers don’t get what I deserve, and that’s the tag team titles. If I have to, I’ll unleash on every single person that steps between me, and those titles. You see, me and Y2J have formed “The Beast Masters.” We’ll stop at nothing to get the titles, and when someone tries to stop us, well become the “Inner Beast”. But don’t worry, no one here in NHBWO will be able to stop us. Once you get a animal going, there’s no way to stop it unless you kill it. And I’m not too worried about that. I’ve got my mind set on one thing, that’s getting those tag team titles, and I’m taking NO PRISONERS!
**The crowd goes wild for Batista as he drops the microphone.**
“ I walked for miles inside this pit of danger I've swallowed down a thousand years of anger The weight of the worlds has fallen on my shoulders The place where no one follows me I walk alone!…” slams as Batista stands in the ring and awaits what’s next…