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| Musings From A Hotel Room; [Tornado] | |
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| Tweet Topic Started: Dec 3 2011, 01:09 AM (35 Views) | |
| Ash | Dec 3 2011, 01:09 AM Post #1 |
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Capt. Ash Kapow~!
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The scene fades in and opens to reveal the inside of a hotel room. The fact that it is a hotel room is quite clear, not just from the bland furniture and decor, but also the various signs scattered around the room dispensing instructions and information to the guests. Panning away from the furniture, the camera turns and settles on Damien Holburn, sat in the corner of the room on a bed disguised as a couch. The Undisputed International Champion is without his prized belt, but is attired in a pair of grey sweatpants and blue t-shirt with the image of a tornado on the chest. Damien: "I've been in Barcelona now for nearly two weeks. Publicity tours, training and touring this historic city. But this is the first time I've put myself in front of the camera in order to say a few words about my upcoming match this Sunday at Camp Nou." Looking quite tired, and slightly tanned, Damien rubs at the right side of his face with his right hand as he sighs to himself. Damien: "If you follow me on Twitter, you may well have seen the pictures I put up from my travels around the city. I've been one of the lucky ones, staying in the centre of Barcelona - some of the guys have been in Madrid to help promote Violence Fetish on a national level. But I've stayed here, doing local radio, television guest spots and interviews for the newspapers, all whilst walking around in awe of the architecture in this city. I've seen some things in my life - some truly incredible things since becoming the International champ - but nothing compares to La Rambla. Some of the street art is incredible, but in between all that, stalls selling anything from local craft and food to cats and dogs. Blew my mind. And not necessarily in a good way, I have to admit." Shaking his head, Damien sighs again. Damien: "But, to see Sagrada Familia was just so inspiring. Creepy, but inspiring. The legacy Gaudi has created for himself is incredible. Despite the fact he was run down and killed by a tram on the streets of Barcelona eighty-five years ago, the man has scattered himself across the city through his building designs. Sagrada Familia is a standing testament to his genius - the damn thing is still being built! It's been under construction for over one hundred and twenty-five years! And it's going to take, at least, another fifteen years to finish." Arching his eyes to show that he is impressed, Damien nods slowly. Damien: "Now, I don't intend to bore with a history lesson, but I wanted to make a comparison between Gaudi and myself. A bold statement, maybe, but bare with me." A little smirk creeps onto Damien's face. Damien: "People look at me and at what I'm doing now. I'm not out there selling thousands of t-shirts and I don't have an army of fans on Twitter or Facebook, but it's building up slowly. There are some people out there, and this is entirely their choice, but they look at Damien Holburn as boring. Despite the consistency, whether it's a one-on-one match, a tag match or a four-way, and despite a strong win-loss record, people don't feel I'm exciting. Maybe so. But I'm a solid performer in that ring and I work hard for every victory I earn. And when I finish up with wrestling, in fifteen or twenty years time hopefully, I want people - wrestling fans and wrestlers alike - to look at my career and say that I was one of the very best. Not just here in Full Intensity Wrestling, but one of the best every there has ever been." Nodding to himself, Damien reaches off screen and produces a bottle of water. He unscrews the cap and takes a sip on the contents, then puts his focus back on the camera whilst still holding the bottle in his hand. Damien: "Like Gaudi, I want people to be able to look around and see some of my influence in the future. Whether someone has come along and adopted the Tornado DDT for their own finish, or they use the same entrance song as me, or whatever. I want my legacy to be seen all around, with people paying tribute to me. Even if it's just one person, I could retire a happy man, knowing that someone - somewhere - has watched, enjoyed and shared in my passion." Again, Damien smirks, this time more in an embarrassed manner. Damien: "And like with the Sagrada Familia, I'm building up the Undisputed International Championship. I have one of the longest reigns in recent memory and, as far as I'm concerned, I'm still building on it. But when I eventually lose the belt, I want the next Champion to carry on building on what I started six months ago. Whoever takes the belt from me is going to have put up one Hell of a fight, and if that is the case, they'll fight tooth and nail to keep it. Just like I do." Holding his gaze with the camera, Damien takes another sip on the bottle of water. Damien: "This Sunday, I step into the ring for a four-way match with my Championship on the line. I defend against Max Rowley, Neo Carner and El Valiente. Three strong challengers." Nodding once more, Damien holds up right hand with three fingers extended to indicate the number of opponents. Damien: "My track record for four-way matches is strong and I intend to maintain that this Sunday. These three men - Rowley, Valiente and Carner - are all certainly sure to carve their own legacys in Full Intensity Wrestling. Just not at my expense. As I've said time and again, I am loving the 'international' aspect of this Championship belt, representing not only the United States as I travel the world, but also the countries I wrestle in. My tights are adorned with flags from every country I've visited since becoming Champion, but there are hundreds of countries I've yet to visit, and I won't be going without my belt around my waist." Tornado takes another sip of water. Damien: "I may not have the good looks of Neo Carner, the maks of El Valiente or the nicknames of Max Rowley. But I do have the heart of a lion. I have passion and I have dedication. My legacy will be built on that. And it will be built on these victories when I defeat three men to continue my reign as Undisputed International Champion in Barcelona. Make no mistake about it. Sunday will be an incredible night with so many twists and turns that you'll forget where you are, but when I step in that ring, you'll know where you are, if only for a brief moment. You'll be watching a solid, exciting match. You'll be in awe. And you'll be watching Damien Holburn - Tornado - walking out the same way he walked in. With his head held high and a Championship belt to his name." Putting the cap back on his bottle, Damien gets to his feet and looks down at the camera. Damien: "Some people call it arrogance. I call it confidence. How do you stop a powerful, confident Tornado when it touches down?" With that, Damien arches his eyebrow as if expecting an answer. He cracks a smirk and points into the camera, then turns and walks across his room into the bathroom. As the door closes behind him, the scene promptly fades to black for the end. [align=center][end][/align] |
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