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Big Gun; [Tornado]
Topic Started: Nov 6 2011, 11:05 PM (30 Views)
Ash
Capt. Ash Kapow~!
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The scene opens backstage at the Olympiastadion shortly after ReVolt has gone off the air. With the camera situated outside of the locker room, it comes to life just at the right moment, as 'Tornado' Damien Holburn walks into the shot. Dressed in black sweat pants and an FIW t-shirt, Tornado looks fresh from the fight as he heads back to the hotel for the night with a sports bag in his left hand. Spotting the camera, he flashes a grin and puts the bag down at his feet.

Damien: "Chalk. Another. One. Up. To. The. Big. Gun!"

With genuine excitement and pride in his voice, Damien clenches his right hand into a ball and punches the air.

Damien: "Once again, the Undisputed International Champion proves - without a doubt - he belongs in Full Intensity Wrestling. Put me in the main event and you're guaranteed something special. A clean victory - three count pinfall - over Drake Love, a man who has pretty much done it all in this company. And, in turn, a win over Keith Williams and Christian Cruz. That makes me the Big Gun!"

Extending his index fingers on both hands, forming finger guns, Damien fires a couple of shots at the camera with a 'pew pew' sound effect. It would have been 'bang bang', but that infringes on copyrights.

Damien: "Now, I've seen the card for next week. These early shows in Europe just are great - we get out earlier, get home earlier and get to prepare for the next match earlier. But the next one - the one this Sunday coming - is going to be a special one for me. Going up against Keith Williams, one-on-one, in France. A match I'm definitely looking forward to. And one I would happily put my Undisputed International Championship on the line in. That way, when I hit The Tornado and put Keith Williams down for the three count, I can put his name on the list of people I've beaten for my 'second-rate Championship' as he put it."

With a sneer, Damien shakes his head.

Damien: "Years ago, I would look at Keith Williams as someone to aspire to. His work in the ring was crisp and there wasn't anyone better. But his attitude - his ego - has turned him into something foul. These days, you're lucky if Keith even turns up, let alone has a good match. He's gone from being one of the best on the planet to a journeyman who puts in the effort when it suits him. When we get to Saint Denis, I want to beat that out of him!"

To make a point, Damien brings his right fist down onto his left palm for a 'beating' effect.

Damien: "You call my story bullshit? I call your attitude bullshit!"

Tornado points an accusing finger into the camera.

Damien: "Four years ago, you did some shows for Steve Phillips' Ever Popular Pro promotion in northern California. I was training at Steve's school, never got onto a show, but I saw you in the locker room and tried to introduce myself. Put my hand out. You ignored me. I stood there for a whole minute with my hand out, waiting for you to acknowledge me in some way, shape or form. I wasn't there as some kid looking for an autograph. I wanted to show my respect, perhaps talk to you a little bit about my training, maybe shoot the breeze. All you shot was my respect. I made a call right there to show respect and dignity to everyone I meet, until they make the decision to cross me."

Definitely starting to feel the emotion now, Damien nods his head slowly as he bites his bottom lip.

Damien: "And I can tell you now, Keith Williams. You crossed me. Tonight, I proved why I deserve to be in the main event. And when we get to France, I'll do it again. With Damien Holburn, you get heart and you get passion. You get victories, Championship belts, respect and fans. All you have is a sleazy moustache and memories of the glory days when your name was actually worth something!"

With a sigh, Damien runs his hand over his mouth, as if struggling to keep his temper.

Damien: "I'm not one to go after someone on a personal level, but you've pissed me off, Keith. And I'm not even talking about what happened all those years back. What you said in the week, no need for it. I'll prove it to you again next Sunday. And I'll back up everything I've said here tonight. You need to stop whoring yourself out, dust yourself down and find your damn self-respect. When we hit that ring, I'm going to throw you around like a rag doll until the old Keith comes out to fight me. I want the King of Old School in that ring. Not some journeyman hiding behind a moustache!"

Stooping down, Damien picks up his sports bag and takes a couple of steps toward the camera. Holding his gaze for a few seconds, Tornado takes a deep breathe.

Damien: "You've got seven days, Keith. Get yourself a razor and some dignity."

With that, Damien turns on his heels and walks out of the shot. And at the same time, the scene fades to black.

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