Post by Deleted on Apr 25, 2010 0:30:38 GMT -5
*The scene opens with the crows buzzing amongst themselves. Suddenly, the lights slam completely off, and a concerned, but excited cheer rises through them. After a prolonged period of nothing happening, a buzz begins coming across the viewers. Blue and white spotlights consume the ramp, and begin to gain more and more ground, until they're within the crowd as well. Suddenly, the intro to "Voices" by Disturbed is heard playing through the speakers.
Just as the music peaks, and the drums explode, the blue and white spotlights turn into strobe lights, and focus on the main stage. Fog consumes the entrance ramp, and an unrecognizable figure walks through the curtain. He stands in the fog, wearing a black hooded sweatshirt and jeans, with his head bowed. The man takes a few steps forward, grabs the hood, and flings it backward, raising his arms out in a confident fashion. He is revealed to be "The Phenomenal One", A.J. Styles! As the strobe lights fade back into spotlights, the crowd gives a very positive reaction to the electrifying superstar as he makes his way down Thy ramp for the first time. And as always, J.R. and the King are ecstatic*
King: OH MAN! J.R., WHAT A PICK-UP! Thy WWE has officially landed one of the most exciting superstars in the business! A.J. Styles is here!
J.R.: Can't argue there, King. This kid is a special athletic talent, what an arrival! I wasn't expecting to see him until his match Monday night against Kazarian, but it looks like business is about to pick up!
*A.J. takes his sweet time getting down to the ring, staring out at the crowd, raising his arms, even gracing some lucky fans with a high-five. Eventually, Styles makes his way to the ring apron, and slides knee-first onto it. He makes his way through the ropes, and stands in the ring, spinning around, yelling out to the approving crowd. The spotlights fade back out, and the music along with it. The deafening roar of the crowd chanting "A.J.!" fills the arena. Eventually, Styles asks for a mic, and the crowd's chant turns to faint cheering, allowing him to speak.*
A.J.: Wow, people. Just.......DAMN!
*The people give A.J. another cheer session as he continues.*
A.J.: Well, first of all, I can say that no, you're not dreaming. The phenomenal one is here in Thy WWE!
*Another cheap pop, but a loud one nonetheless.*
A.J.: Now before we get too excited, I actually have some business to attend to out here. Some really generic, overly-confident, moderately cocky, greasy-haired business.
*The crowd chuckles a little, knowing what Styles is leading up to.*
A.J.: That "business"...you could call Mr. Kazarian.
*A mostly optimistic reaction for Kaz comes over.*
A.J.: Now Kazarian, I'm completely fine with you thinking you're going to win. I'm even fine with the fact that you think you're some wrestling gift from God. But there was one crucial thing you said...that maybe you shouldn't have said. If you don't exactly remember, let's roll the footage to refresh your memory.
*A video package comes up on the titantron of Kazarian's in-ring segment a few days prior. Though only a few seconds long, it gets the point across. Kazarian calls out to Styles instructing him to "Say his prayers." The video package comes off, and the camera is close-up on Styles' face, as he grins and strokes his chin.*
A.J.: Right there, Kazarian...right there. Through your entire long-winded speech, all you managed to do was piss off not just me, but I'm sure the rest of Thy WWE as well. You talked about The Dominion, and you talked about the hottest free agent to hit the company in its entire history...me. You threatened us, you warned us, and yet you haven't actually done anything to show why we should be cautious of you yet. So my theory is that you're much like the over-compensating "cool guy."
King: ...what's he mean by that?
A.J.: You're the same type of guy who drives that brand new Mercedes. That same guy who wears the Rolex, that same guy who tells the woman in the bar about all the nice things in your corner loft overlooking the city. You're the guy that lures that woman back to that loft, tells her about the amazing night she's about to have...but exactly like you're going to in our match on Monday, you're going to come up just a bit..... "short."
*A.J. shines a cocky grin, as the crowd lets out a unanimous "OOOOOHHHHH". Styles laughs a bit to himself, and points out to a specific guy in the crowd who is laughing with him. He regains his composure, and continues.*
A.J.: Look, Kaz, I plan on getting that draft pick for Smackdown, but not to bring in some random Raw jobber, and not for the "prestige of Smackdown"...but for me doing two things: The first thing is to get a win in my first match here, to establish my dominance early. And the second thing is to make my point...and show you that a threat is only as full as its actions prove it to be, and if that means I have to make an example out of you...then so be it.
*Styles sports a mildly serious look.*
J.R.: Strong words from A.J. there. I wonder what he means by "making an example" out of Kazarian.
King: Not sure, J.R., but you can definitely be certain that Kazarian's listening to this and isn't taking A.J. lightly.
*A.J. clears his throat, and smirks.*
A.J.: The bottom line here, Kazarian, is that in one way or another, this Monday is going to be a lesson, it's going to be the start of an era, it's going to be intense...but most importantly...it's going to be...PHENOMENAL!
*Styles drops the mic, as "Voices" hits again. He poses for the crowd, as they give him a cheer.*
J.R.: Well, there you have it ladies and gentleman. A.J. Styles is here in Thy WWE! He takes on Kazarian this Monday night on Raw, with the winner taking home a draft pick for their brand. It's sure to be an exciting night!
*Styles slides out of the ring, and begins walking backward up the ramp. He smacks his chest and poses for the crowd as the cameras fade out*[/center][/color]
OOC: So this is my first ever RP, some comments and constructive criticism would be really appreciated!
