Post by Rastafari on Nov 6, 2009 9:02:25 GMT -5
Time to wake up!
The scene opens to Scott Pandora standing in a studio with a white background behind him, his black 3 piece suit is a sharp contrast to the white background, his hair pulled back into a ponytail, and he wears a pair of sunglasses, even though he is indoors. Flashbulbs pop all around him as he poses for some TWD promo photos.
So Ray has up and left, couldn't hack it, thats fine. Lucky for me he paid me in advance. Seeing as I'm free of all contractual obligations to Raymond Jones, I've decided to have a little talk with that voice in my head. Its clear to me what I need to do to make you remember me. Its obvious you have all forgotten who Scott Pandora is. I will remind you in due time.
The photographer's assistant directs Pandora on where to look and where to pose, he becomes irritated at the assistant's constant pen chewing. When the assistant comes close to change his pose once again, he snaps the pen out of her hand and tosses it across the room, with a wave of his hand he sends her scurrying away.
Perhaps my approach when I joined forces with Raymond Jones was not a very good one. I became full of myself, I thought myself better than everyone, I alienated the very fans who supported me for years. You know why? Because its true, I am the best thing the TWD has going today. Raymond has vanished, Marcus T couldn't handle the pressure of being a champion, after all it happens very rarely in his career. Both of them can go play gangster at the JENT Retirement home for all I care now. TWD's focus should be on Scott Pandora, the most decorated veteran they have in this business. No superstar in TWD has come close to what I have accomplished, none. You better believe this Al Kayda guy has never had any opponent like me. Let me introduce myself to you Al. I am the 6 foot 11 inch deranged monster, I am the Epitome of Excellence, the Epitome of Extreme, the Epitome of Entertainment and the EPITOME OF EVERYTHING! Who the bloody hell are you Al Kayda? It says you're an American Hero or something to that effect. Let me ask you a question Al, what stupid American Hero has a name that sounds like the very hated terrorist organization that we are trying to rid the world of? You should be ashamed of yourself for even thinking about keeping that name. You should have legally changed it. Well it really doesn't matter what your name is now does it? You're just the first victim in the new line of Scott Pandora's victims of violence.
The assistant returns, she has a glass of water for Pandora who takes it and drinks it, he promptly spits it out right in her face.
What the hell, who told you to put lemon in my water? Let me make this clear to you girlie, go away, come back when I am finished, begone. Now where was I? Oh yes, Al Kayda, you have stepped into The Wrestling Domain. Apparently we have no champion, actually we have two vacant titles and tag team champions. Seeing as one of the tag team champions is my brother, its only fair to assume that I should be a champion as well. In fact, if my memory serves me correct, technically I am still the number one contender to the Enforcer title, but you know the Moderators probably forgot about that. So there you have it Al, technically Jamie Krenshaw would be the number one guy here because he has the Champions Case, since I was the last legit contender for the Enforcer title, that would make me number 2.
The assistant snickers loudly and Pandora gives her a look.
I fail to see the humor in that. Al, you're going to debut against the number 2 guy in the TWD, you're going to face a monster who has been basically held back for the last 6 months, but there is nothing holding me back anymore. You will be the first to experience the new Scott Pandora. Bigger, faster, meaner. I suggest if you show up, you call your doctors to be on standby because when I get through with you, you're going to need them. I don't care who you are Al, I don't care what little fancy name you call yourself, I don't care what experience you have in this business, I don't even care why you came to TWD, the only thing I care about is when I step into that ring, I'm going in to prove that the Moderators made a mistake by forgetting about me. Don't you do the same.
DON'T EVEN THINK ABOUT FORGETTING ME!
The scene opens to Scott Pandora standing in a studio with a white background behind him, his black 3 piece suit is a sharp contrast to the white background, his hair pulled back into a ponytail, and he wears a pair of sunglasses, even though he is indoors. Flashbulbs pop all around him as he poses for some TWD promo photos.
So Ray has up and left, couldn't hack it, thats fine. Lucky for me he paid me in advance. Seeing as I'm free of all contractual obligations to Raymond Jones, I've decided to have a little talk with that voice in my head. Its clear to me what I need to do to make you remember me. Its obvious you have all forgotten who Scott Pandora is. I will remind you in due time.
The photographer's assistant directs Pandora on where to look and where to pose, he becomes irritated at the assistant's constant pen chewing. When the assistant comes close to change his pose once again, he snaps the pen out of her hand and tosses it across the room, with a wave of his hand he sends her scurrying away.
Perhaps my approach when I joined forces with Raymond Jones was not a very good one. I became full of myself, I thought myself better than everyone, I alienated the very fans who supported me for years. You know why? Because its true, I am the best thing the TWD has going today. Raymond has vanished, Marcus T couldn't handle the pressure of being a champion, after all it happens very rarely in his career. Both of them can go play gangster at the JENT Retirement home for all I care now. TWD's focus should be on Scott Pandora, the most decorated veteran they have in this business. No superstar in TWD has come close to what I have accomplished, none. You better believe this Al Kayda guy has never had any opponent like me. Let me introduce myself to you Al. I am the 6 foot 11 inch deranged monster, I am the Epitome of Excellence, the Epitome of Extreme, the Epitome of Entertainment and the EPITOME OF EVERYTHING! Who the bloody hell are you Al Kayda? It says you're an American Hero or something to that effect. Let me ask you a question Al, what stupid American Hero has a name that sounds like the very hated terrorist organization that we are trying to rid the world of? You should be ashamed of yourself for even thinking about keeping that name. You should have legally changed it. Well it really doesn't matter what your name is now does it? You're just the first victim in the new line of Scott Pandora's victims of violence.
The assistant returns, she has a glass of water for Pandora who takes it and drinks it, he promptly spits it out right in her face.
What the hell, who told you to put lemon in my water? Let me make this clear to you girlie, go away, come back when I am finished, begone. Now where was I? Oh yes, Al Kayda, you have stepped into The Wrestling Domain. Apparently we have no champion, actually we have two vacant titles and tag team champions. Seeing as one of the tag team champions is my brother, its only fair to assume that I should be a champion as well. In fact, if my memory serves me correct, technically I am still the number one contender to the Enforcer title, but you know the Moderators probably forgot about that. So there you have it Al, technically Jamie Krenshaw would be the number one guy here because he has the Champions Case, since I was the last legit contender for the Enforcer title, that would make me number 2.
The assistant snickers loudly and Pandora gives her a look.
I fail to see the humor in that. Al, you're going to debut against the number 2 guy in the TWD, you're going to face a monster who has been basically held back for the last 6 months, but there is nothing holding me back anymore. You will be the first to experience the new Scott Pandora. Bigger, faster, meaner. I suggest if you show up, you call your doctors to be on standby because when I get through with you, you're going to need them. I don't care who you are Al, I don't care what little fancy name you call yourself, I don't care what experience you have in this business, I don't even care why you came to TWD, the only thing I care about is when I step into that ring, I'm going in to prove that the Moderators made a mistake by forgetting about me. Don't you do the same.
DON'T EVEN THINK ABOUT FORGETTING ME!