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Speculative Thing; Cruz 1 (well 2 if you count the numbers)
Topic Started: Dec 2 2011, 09:36 AM (31 Views)
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the scene opens up in the black void of world where ideas go to die, and sleepers go to dream, and other such poetic nonsense. Without warning in the middle of this serene nothingness the following words fade into existence

[align=center]The weeks of planning had gone well.
The Lightning struck and gave it life.
but the creator was soon left with nothing but strife
Paranoiac-Critical Idealism - Christian Cruz
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The words fade out as quickly as they faded in and are replaced with a familiar set of markers.

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Around these markings the void dissipates and the cold reality settles in, as we see the wrapped hands of our Dual Crown Champion standing in a darkened hallway as is his usual tradition. However, in a rather unusual style, Christian Cruz is wearing both of his title belts around his waist and has on his "main event promo pic" jacket

Christian Cruz: "and now here we are..."

Cruz drops his arms to his side.

Christian Cruz: "There truly was no way for us to avoid such a fate forever. Call it destiny, happenstance, luck, predestination or just good planning for all that I truly care but the sole fact of the matter is that this story could not end any other way, than Rurik Krychek versus "the Adam of his labours"."

Christian lets the literary reference go over your head and float away in silence as he takes a quick reprieve.

Christian Cruz: "but I am getting a bit ahead of myself. Now most of you are probably wondering why myself a man that truly values speaking to the unwashed masses as much as I do has been silent for the past two weeks. Despite, the clear fact that it is none of your business, I'll humor you. "

Christian reaches into an inside pocket of his leather jacket, and pulls out... an envelope.

Christian Cruz: "I was back at my studio searching for the beginning. "

Cruz holds the evenlope up to the camera, there is faded handwriting and the return address has a green FIW Star logo on it.

Christian Cruz: "This small parcel is where our story begins... appropriately enough at the final act of another."

Christian pulls out a piece of paper from the envelope, and unfolds it towards the camera. It is revealed to be a flyer for the June 20th, 2010 edition of ReVolt's Cruiserweight Open.

Christian Cruz: "This found it's way anonymously to my studio... with a simple message transcribed onto the back, and I quote. "Mr. Cruz, there is a matter of some importance that requires you're particular talents. Please meet me at the following location on June the 18th." "

Cruz folds the letter and returns it into it's envelope before putting that to back into his jacket.

Christian Cruz: "I think those of you that have been following the plot of this epic thus far know what was waiting for me there. Mr. Krychek met me at the marked locale and discussed with me his idealistic goals with the Brotherhood, and his failed plans for what would be known as the First Great Siberian Tragedy. I was not a key feature in that, as I had stated the key players were already in play before the messenger had graced my door with the invitation. I was there to help the story reach it's climax and futilely try to make a comedy from what was clearly designed to be a tragedy."

The silence stillness in the air returns as Christian takes a moment to recollect his thoughts and decide exactly which ones to share with the tale he is telling.

Christian Cruz: "From the moment that I met the Siberian I knew the inevitability of him becoming one of my subjects, something I can say with great certainty Mr. Krychek knew himself. But nonetheless, I followed him until his empire of brothers crumbled into dust and then wandered the desolate wasteland that is human existence without any true direction. That is until I thought back on my career and had that epiphany... that the only way for me to truly reach the grand vision that was always just out of my reach I would have to illicit the hatred and fear of others, to be the artisan of their destruction, and to reshape the world with tragedy."

As Cruz continues his dialogue his tone becomes more manic than his usual cold demeanor allows, even allowing a small smirk to situate itself on his face.

Christian Cruz: "In short... cease being merely Brother Cruz, the Revolutionary, and take upon the mantle of the unstoppable beast that claims the FIW as his dominion... to become Christian Cruz, the REVOLUTION."

Christian Cruz demeanor has returned to it's more blase state save for the last oomph added to that last word.

Christian Cruz: "The proof is directly in front of you... I changed the effectiveness of Mr. Black's arm. I began the downward spiral of Mr. Nuller's knee that led him to ultimately retire. I led Mr. Harlowe to the Fighting Spirit Championship that became his everything... and then I took it FROM him. "

Christian pauses for a moment.

Christian Cruz: "I took the Hero of FIW a man that prides himself on everything that is just and good in the world.. and I made him a liar. I took a wretch from nothing... took her to the stars and then sent her crashing back down to the Earth. "

Christian smirks slightly again

Christian Cruz: "I can go on and on of all the glorious things I've changed... but I believe you get the point... if not allow me to state one more that had an immediate impact on your own life... I am the one that instilled Neo Carner's desperation."

There is silence because Cruz demands it! Also because he has stopped talking... but he's demanding it... with his eyes.

Christian Cruz: "and now we are here... face to face to write that final chapter to the story that begun last June, of a man fighting against his creation. The roles have been cast and the only thing left to decide is once again whether this is a tragedy or comedy. Though I do suppose I should point out what it says every single time you step out to the ring, "you can kill the revolutionary... you can't kill the revolution.""

Christian makes his flippant gesture towards the camera and the scene slowly fades, leaving the Dual Crown Championship Belts to float in a void for a short second before disappearing to nothingness. Followed by as has become the recent trend a short series of tones

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