Post by "The Game" Triple H on Apr 28, 2006 18:37:10 GMT -5
[glow=limegreen,2,300]"So Much More Than Some Animals Would Think"[/glow]
A camera streams over an arena. No seats filled, the wrestling ring not fully set up, two turnbuckles stand straight up and 2 lay against the ring, with no mat covering it, two ropes are being tied by several SNME officials as another rope lays against the floors on the outside of the ring, halfway set up with protective mats. The announcer’s desk being set up by other SNME officials, and the titan tron, sound effects, and lighting being tampered by the SNME effects officials. As the camera methodically sways side to side, viewing the incomplete arena something stands out in the distance. Someone sits in a seat, section C seat 16. The camera pans from the top of the arena to the bottom in the middle of the entrance ramp. The camera man runs down the ramp pursuing the mysterious man who simply sits in the seat with his hands crossed and no other action. The camera man runs down the ramp and runs to the left of the incomplete ring, just as he reaches the railing; he hops over nearly tripping over it. The camera man slows his pace down noticing the man in the distance is not going to leave, he walks up 3 or 4 rows of chairs and takes a right and paces down to the middle of the row where the man sits. At this point it is easy to tell who the man is. The man with his long blonde hair mysteriously covering his face dons a tight, black cerebral assassin t shirt with a cross logo stretching across the shirt, black jeans, and black boots. The man also has the prestigious SNME World Heavyweight Championship tightly fastened around his waste. It is the World Heavyweight Champion, “The game” Triple H. “The Cerebral Assassin” stands to his feet and catapults his hair back, just as he does so, he tilts his head and stares into the camera, several strands of hair remain in front of his face. Triple H strolls down the path and into the isles of chairs, he slowly approaches the front row, the camera man slowly follows behind. Triple H places his forearms against the barrier and leans against his arms, gazing into the half set-up ring. Triple H speaks for the first time, as he begins he continues to look into the ring. [/b][/i]
Triple H: Triple H pushes himself off the barricade and leans his rear end against it, glancing into the camera. Batista, the self proclaimed “Animal,” Jericho, the self proclaimed “Lion” as far as I’m concerned both of you are just some filthy insects, two “Animals” that don’t understand a thing about the wrestling ring, two animals that just think the ring is a box, nothing more than a box. Two animals that don’t understand the meaning of this box, and yet fight within it.
Triple H climbs over the barricade and takes several steps closer to the wrestling ring, he approaches the turnbuckle post that is set up and places his hand on the cold metal surface, Triple H looks at it with an evil grin as if it was a weapon. [/b][/i]
Triple H: When I look at the wrestling ring, I don’t see it as just a box with ropes around it, no, when I look at the wrestling ring, it is so much more than that… it is a weapon, a weapon made for one thing… and that is to find anyway possible to cast as much pain on your opponent. Triple H points at his head. I use my brain, while Jericho and Batista, they fight like animals, they just brawl and wrestle until one falls, ya’ see that kind of wrestling doesn’t work on me. Unlike the two of you, I could use any part of this wrestling ring to tear my opponent limb from limb. Triple H pats the turnbuckle post. I can throw you into this post, break your shoulder… Triple H walks over to the side of the ring facing the titan tron, he pulls up the apron and looks back at the camera. I can take anything from here… Triple H looks underneath, he pulls out a chair, a kendo stick, a table, a ladder, and finally he pulls out a sledgehammer. While the ref is down or not looking, I will not hesitate to make this match go my way, I will not hesitate to smash over the head or throw you threw one of these. Triple H points at the weapons laying across the mat less ground. Triple H continues going straight and stops at steel steps. I can throw you into this, and I will not think twice for one second… “The game” continues to the right and walks up to a barrier, Triple H places his hand on it and looks back at the camera. See, “Animals” like you, Jericho and Batista wouldn’t notice barricades like this, you wouldn’t notice that you are going head first into it, I can lift up this safety mat Triple H lifts it up showing a firm metal surface. and I can batter your head into this endlessly, and like the dim-witted “animals” you are, you will stand there until you get knocked out. “The Cerebral Assassin” walks up the steep steps and onto the apron, “the game” walks to the center of the ring, the ropes on the side he went through are not step up. Triple H walks to a side with the ropes set up and stretches them as far he can, nearly tearing the turnbuckle posts out of the corners of the ring. I can take these ropes and constrict them around your bodies like a snake squeezing the life out of the defenseless rats that you are. Triple H struts to the center of the ring with purpose. And finally, I can do the most excruciating thing you can on this weapon… The Pedigree! Triple H claps his hands together, a bang echoes through the arena. The Pedigree will crush you like tiny insects! See, Batista, Jericho, the wrestling ring isn’t a safe place for “animals”… especially when there is a cerebral assassin looking you in the eye, just across this wrestling ring!
“The game” stands in the center of the ring and unfastens the World Heavyweight Championship. Triple H holds the title in his right hand and raises both of his arms to a 120 degree angle, screaming with all his might. The camera pans to atop the arena, zooming in on the World Heavyweight Champion. The camera slowly begins to rotate around “The Cerebral Assassin” as the camera slowly zooms away. As Triple H reduces in size, nearly turning into a spec, the camera slowly fades black and illustrates the SNME logo. [/b][/i]
