Post by Alexander Kyros on May 27, 2012 23:44:42 GMT
Backstage Leon Graves slowly makes his way to the locker room, but doesn't make it. Samantha Hall, stops him before he could enter. She puts a mic in his face. With a look of annoics he takes the mic. He looks at her before turning right to the camera.
"I am sure you want to ask me some boring questions.. like how do I feel with my back getting a pipe. How I feel about Kratos bring in my "family" into this thing we have. Or maybe how I call myself the New Horror, yet I haven't won a single match..
I'm sure you'd like to know all that?.. Its not going to happen. I will address what I want to.. in the way I want to.."
He moves right to the middle, and moves Samantha way.
"My name I use here is Leon Graves.. I am a bastard, and no one cares... I am the prodect of sin, and no one cares.. My mother is dead, yet the man his loaned his seed to make me.. he lives the high live. His life is good.. his son is here making money... his family is prefect.. only I see the problem in this... only I have the problem in this evil."
He takes a deep breathe.
"When I first arrived here, I tryed to play the dark role.. no one even cared. They called it an act.. maybe it was... Nightmare, tested me and brought me into his darkside.. but as soon as it happened Kratos started his little mouth. Talking as if he knew me... the guy hasn't ever really had to work at things.
He has two wins over me, but those wins are tainted.. he hasn't ever proved he was better then me... He has only proved to be a lucky big guy.. he also isn't worth the effort in talking about anymore.. So, best of LUCK, your going to need it...
He looks up then back to the camera.
"Genesis, love the act.. They playing that I didn't hurt you at all. Yes, I know you played me, like a vet does a rookie. I know your a smart guy.. Your good I know that, but not as good as you think. When you hit and attacked me.. you did what I wanted... You showed your hand.. you showed your not as happy with your life as you claim. So that makes me smile.. have fun with your retirement breakdown.."
This a smile then a grasp, he rubs his back.
"Nightmare, was that really needed. Did you need to beat on a guy who had already fight... I lost to a bad bump guy that guy throwing his wieght around... doesn't matter, you want to fight... I am here.. I am no longer the new horror... I think will call myself..."
He smirks, then finishes..
"The New NIGHTMARE", hows that sound... Does it make things clear... You want my head on a stick, fine... come and sever it... I await the end of this dream.."
He drops the mic, and enters the locker room.
"I am sure you want to ask me some boring questions.. like how do I feel with my back getting a pipe. How I feel about Kratos bring in my "family" into this thing we have. Or maybe how I call myself the New Horror, yet I haven't won a single match..
I'm sure you'd like to know all that?.. Its not going to happen. I will address what I want to.. in the way I want to.."
He moves right to the middle, and moves Samantha way.
"My name I use here is Leon Graves.. I am a bastard, and no one cares... I am the prodect of sin, and no one cares.. My mother is dead, yet the man his loaned his seed to make me.. he lives the high live. His life is good.. his son is here making money... his family is prefect.. only I see the problem in this... only I have the problem in this evil."
He takes a deep breathe.
"When I first arrived here, I tryed to play the dark role.. no one even cared. They called it an act.. maybe it was... Nightmare, tested me and brought me into his darkside.. but as soon as it happened Kratos started his little mouth. Talking as if he knew me... the guy hasn't ever really had to work at things.
He has two wins over me, but those wins are tainted.. he hasn't ever proved he was better then me... He has only proved to be a lucky big guy.. he also isn't worth the effort in talking about anymore.. So, best of LUCK, your going to need it...
He looks up then back to the camera.
"Genesis, love the act.. They playing that I didn't hurt you at all. Yes, I know you played me, like a vet does a rookie. I know your a smart guy.. Your good I know that, but not as good as you think. When you hit and attacked me.. you did what I wanted... You showed your hand.. you showed your not as happy with your life as you claim. So that makes me smile.. have fun with your retirement breakdown.."
This a smile then a grasp, he rubs his back.
"Nightmare, was that really needed. Did you need to beat on a guy who had already fight... I lost to a bad bump guy that guy throwing his wieght around... doesn't matter, you want to fight... I am here.. I am no longer the new horror... I think will call myself..."
He smirks, then finishes..
"The New NIGHTMARE", hows that sound... Does it make things clear... You want my head on a stick, fine... come and sever it... I await the end of this dream.."
He drops the mic, and enters the locker room.