Post by cyborg878 on Jan 25, 2020 23:17:50 GMT -5
The scene opens up in the home of one Damon Warrens in San Diego, California. Currently Damon Warrens sits in his study perusing a book with the lights dimmed just enough for Damon to make out the words on the page. As he turns the page he is alerted to the presence of someone at the door of his sacred hideaway. He moves his eye to the doorway to spy his boyfriend Jaime Cortez walking towards him. The young man climbs onto the lap of the Nitemare and tries to pull Damon's attention away from his book. Damon looks up slightly to see Jaime smiling brightly back at him.
Damon: Can I help you?
Jaime: Well I was just wondering if you wanted to go do something. I notice you've hidden yourself away since signing your contract with Alpha Pro. I thought it might be fun to have a night for us before we have to hit the road again.
Damon: The sentiment is cute. I have to wonder though if that is helpful to my preparations. I don't know if you are aware, but I have aligned myself with two of the most impressive people in this business. I dare not disappoint them in my debut. With that in mind distractions are detrimental to our cause.
Jaime's face falls into an exaggerated frown and he slumps down a bit.
Jaime: But I'm such a fun distraction.
Damon: That you are. Well here is my promise to you my dearest distraction. Once I win the debut match with my new ally by my side then we shall celebrate my victory to your heart's content. For now though I must ask you to be useful and go set up the camera in the other room. I do believe it is time for me to go greet my soon to be adoring audience.
Jaime: Yes sir. Right away sir.
Jaime leaves his position upon Damon's lap and heads towards the door and disappears into the hallway. Several minutes pass and Jaime returns and nods at Damon without a word. Damon slowly closes his book and sets it upon a side table and follows after his young arm candy. The two head down the hallway to a room with the door slightly ajar. Damon opens the door revealing a single flickering light shining down illuminating a single chair in the center of the room. Just out of the light's range stands a camera. As Damon takes his place on the chair Jaime does the same behind the camera. Jaime waits for Damon's signal and as Damon looks up Jaime knows it is his cue to begin recording. Damon looks directly at the camera and as he does so there is seemingly no emotion in the man's eyes. It is as if there is no life, just an unwavering stare.
Damon: Alpha Pro Wrestling.... you know I must say it's strange to be in a new home. This is our first time truly meeting and thus I feel inclined to introduce and explain myself. APW I am Damon Warrens, the Nitemare. I am a former CCP World Champion, Tag Team Champion, and current and final North American Champion. More importantly than that I am so honoured to state I am also a three time winner of.... Villain of the Year.
Damon feigns wiping away a tear of joy as a smirk of pride creeps across his face.
Damon: So why is such an upstanding member of society looking for a new home? Unfortunately my former homes are just not habitable. Cardinal CIty Pro was once mighty, but without me at its forefront it fell into obscurity. On the other hand PCW's fall was much more intentional. I watched that home burn to the ground. I delighted in the sight of the ashes blowing away in the wind. The last remnants of myself being overlooked and underappreciated died and did so at my hands.
For a moment a slight hue of red flashes across the blonde's face and his hands clench tightly as seemingly triggering memories take hold of his thoughts. As they pass an eerie calmness washes over Damon and his fists relax before being intertwined in each other's grasp.
Damon: This thirst for vengeance and retribution fueled destruction is merely a thing of the past now. For the first time in what feels like over a lifetime my focus is instead on creation. To use my abilities and mind to build up instead of tearing down. That is what brought me here to Alpha Pro Wrestling. I have a clean slate, a fresh canvas, relatively untouched clay with which to create a masterpiece in my own image. And who better to create and sculpt and design alongside... than Smith Jones and Lex Collins? With the Architects you will find three of the most dominant and impressive men to ever grace a squared circle. You will find yourself three of the most cunning minds. You will find three men with whom you can lay your trust to bring about the change this company and this business desperately need.
As Damon continues his rant flashes of images of John Blade and Latoya Hixx and the WarSaw Pact flash on the screen briefly. As they do Damon leans forward to the camera.
Damon: In order for the Architects to build a better world for ourselves we must first start with the foundation... and so I come to 2020 Ways To Die. Myself and my new partner in creation Lex Collins find ourselves in a triple threat tornado tag team match. Quite an interesting first outing for myself and a new teammate to say the least, but I must say that I already hear the voices praising our victory.
Damon seems momentarily distracted as if those very voices were filling the room grabbing his attention.
Damon: Not to discredit our opponents, I would never do such a thing... I'm a good person..., but I genuinely fear for your well being stepping into the ring. Beyond just personal opinions the numbers themselves don't lie. None of you have particularly impressive track records. I believe one win in this company combined from you four. Not exactly intimidating and definitely not promising for your chances. But numbers aren't everything.
I mean look at the WarSaw Pact they have an amazing power and size advantage going for them. Buzzsaw is essentially a human wall. Warbird.... well he's also there. Quite frankly I am excited to see if Warbird has one of his episodes....maybe just maybe he lashes out on his own partner... See dearest Warbird I like to do my research. It's important for me to understand the inner mechanisms of the people I dissect in the ring. It's more fun to know that I get to torture their psyche before I do the same to their body. I know your struggles. I know that you you have a demon on your shoulder telling you not to let the world close. I know you are afraid to experience such tragic loss again... I know that you hate that you were the only survivor.
Damon displays at first what appears to be sympathy for his opponent's trauma, but it quickly morphs into a face that can only be described as pure sadism.
Damon: I want you to know that I also hate that you survived. I want you to know that your squad if they could see you now....would be disgusted with how pitiful you've been in this company. I want you to know that you will once again experience tragic loss and will once again disappoint yet another person you let close when your partner Buzzsaw has to go to the back once more a loser. Warbird you are genuinely a detriment to your partner. I mean beyond the fact you are simply untrustworthy and apparently unstable.... you don't seem to bring anything resembling a 'strength' to your team. Everything is relying on Buzz's shoulders. He has to carry you through. As for our other so-called challengers...
As Damon's focus changes so does the image on the screen as out of order snippets of the interview between Dani Applegate and the "Boss and Blade Connection" cycle through.
Damon: Latoya Hixx and John Blade.... the Boss and Blade Connection. At first I wondered how the two of you came to be a team...where was the common thread, but it hit me. Folie a deux... the madness of two. You two are self absorbed imbeciles with a shared delusion of grandeur feeding off of each others over inflated and undeserved egos to reassure yourselves that your are better than you truly are. Consider this a reality check. You two may proclaim yourselves to be great heroes, but you just aren't strong enough to topple the gods. I get it, it's important to believe in oneself... to tell yourself it's possible to reach for the stars, to break the glass ceiling, to achieve your dreams. You both need to have a little bit of honesty with yourselves though. The stars are just too far from your grasp. The glass ceiling is far too solid for you to break through. And your dreams are just too unrealistic to be a reality. It's better off that you just quit now before your both find yourselves disappointed looking up at the lights and wondering where you went wrong in life... because the answer will always be...you went wrong when you tried to mess with the blueprints that the Architects have drawn out.
At the mention of the Architects images of all three members: Smith Jones, Damon Warrens, and Lex Collins quickly flash on before static takes the visual back to Damon in his dark room.
Damon: You two teams find yourselves in the unfortunate position of standing across from two of the most dangerous men this company will ever see. Lex Collins is a ferocious brawler... and in this environment with three teams and no real rules... you should be aware he can and will break your face to the point of needing your dental records for identification. The worst part is that in all honesty.... he should be the least of your worries. Lex has a level of control. He has some semblance of a moral compass. I however am chaos embodied. I have been called "sadistic", "villainous", "psychotic"... and quite frankly I'm not even sure those compliments truly give me the credit I truly deserve. You are putting the devil in his playground and I have soooo many toys to play with.
With that Damon reaches off screen and when his hand returns to the shot it is grasping a kendo stick which he rests against his right shoulder.
Damon: As I stated it is time for the Architects to lay down the foundation... and I am elated to say I plan on hiding four bodies in the concrete.
All visible emotion except for the faintest of smirks disappears from the Nitemare's face as the scene fades to black.
Damon: Can I help you?
Jaime: Well I was just wondering if you wanted to go do something. I notice you've hidden yourself away since signing your contract with Alpha Pro. I thought it might be fun to have a night for us before we have to hit the road again.
Damon: The sentiment is cute. I have to wonder though if that is helpful to my preparations. I don't know if you are aware, but I have aligned myself with two of the most impressive people in this business. I dare not disappoint them in my debut. With that in mind distractions are detrimental to our cause.
Jaime's face falls into an exaggerated frown and he slumps down a bit.
Jaime: But I'm such a fun distraction.
Damon: That you are. Well here is my promise to you my dearest distraction. Once I win the debut match with my new ally by my side then we shall celebrate my victory to your heart's content. For now though I must ask you to be useful and go set up the camera in the other room. I do believe it is time for me to go greet my soon to be adoring audience.
Jaime: Yes sir. Right away sir.
Jaime leaves his position upon Damon's lap and heads towards the door and disappears into the hallway. Several minutes pass and Jaime returns and nods at Damon without a word. Damon slowly closes his book and sets it upon a side table and follows after his young arm candy. The two head down the hallway to a room with the door slightly ajar. Damon opens the door revealing a single flickering light shining down illuminating a single chair in the center of the room. Just out of the light's range stands a camera. As Damon takes his place on the chair Jaime does the same behind the camera. Jaime waits for Damon's signal and as Damon looks up Jaime knows it is his cue to begin recording. Damon looks directly at the camera and as he does so there is seemingly no emotion in the man's eyes. It is as if there is no life, just an unwavering stare.
Damon: Alpha Pro Wrestling.... you know I must say it's strange to be in a new home. This is our first time truly meeting and thus I feel inclined to introduce and explain myself. APW I am Damon Warrens, the Nitemare. I am a former CCP World Champion, Tag Team Champion, and current and final North American Champion. More importantly than that I am so honoured to state I am also a three time winner of.... Villain of the Year.
Damon feigns wiping away a tear of joy as a smirk of pride creeps across his face.
Damon: So why is such an upstanding member of society looking for a new home? Unfortunately my former homes are just not habitable. Cardinal CIty Pro was once mighty, but without me at its forefront it fell into obscurity. On the other hand PCW's fall was much more intentional. I watched that home burn to the ground. I delighted in the sight of the ashes blowing away in the wind. The last remnants of myself being overlooked and underappreciated died and did so at my hands.
For a moment a slight hue of red flashes across the blonde's face and his hands clench tightly as seemingly triggering memories take hold of his thoughts. As they pass an eerie calmness washes over Damon and his fists relax before being intertwined in each other's grasp.
Damon: This thirst for vengeance and retribution fueled destruction is merely a thing of the past now. For the first time in what feels like over a lifetime my focus is instead on creation. To use my abilities and mind to build up instead of tearing down. That is what brought me here to Alpha Pro Wrestling. I have a clean slate, a fresh canvas, relatively untouched clay with which to create a masterpiece in my own image. And who better to create and sculpt and design alongside... than Smith Jones and Lex Collins? With the Architects you will find three of the most dominant and impressive men to ever grace a squared circle. You will find yourself three of the most cunning minds. You will find three men with whom you can lay your trust to bring about the change this company and this business desperately need.
As Damon continues his rant flashes of images of John Blade and Latoya Hixx and the WarSaw Pact flash on the screen briefly. As they do Damon leans forward to the camera.
Damon: In order for the Architects to build a better world for ourselves we must first start with the foundation... and so I come to 2020 Ways To Die. Myself and my new partner in creation Lex Collins find ourselves in a triple threat tornado tag team match. Quite an interesting first outing for myself and a new teammate to say the least, but I must say that I already hear the voices praising our victory.
Damon seems momentarily distracted as if those very voices were filling the room grabbing his attention.
Damon: Not to discredit our opponents, I would never do such a thing... I'm a good person..., but I genuinely fear for your well being stepping into the ring. Beyond just personal opinions the numbers themselves don't lie. None of you have particularly impressive track records. I believe one win in this company combined from you four. Not exactly intimidating and definitely not promising for your chances. But numbers aren't everything.
I mean look at the WarSaw Pact they have an amazing power and size advantage going for them. Buzzsaw is essentially a human wall. Warbird.... well he's also there. Quite frankly I am excited to see if Warbird has one of his episodes....maybe just maybe he lashes out on his own partner... See dearest Warbird I like to do my research. It's important for me to understand the inner mechanisms of the people I dissect in the ring. It's more fun to know that I get to torture their psyche before I do the same to their body. I know your struggles. I know that you you have a demon on your shoulder telling you not to let the world close. I know you are afraid to experience such tragic loss again... I know that you hate that you were the only survivor.
Damon displays at first what appears to be sympathy for his opponent's trauma, but it quickly morphs into a face that can only be described as pure sadism.
Damon: I want you to know that I also hate that you survived. I want you to know that your squad if they could see you now....would be disgusted with how pitiful you've been in this company. I want you to know that you will once again experience tragic loss and will once again disappoint yet another person you let close when your partner Buzzsaw has to go to the back once more a loser. Warbird you are genuinely a detriment to your partner. I mean beyond the fact you are simply untrustworthy and apparently unstable.... you don't seem to bring anything resembling a 'strength' to your team. Everything is relying on Buzz's shoulders. He has to carry you through. As for our other so-called challengers...
As Damon's focus changes so does the image on the screen as out of order snippets of the interview between Dani Applegate and the "Boss and Blade Connection" cycle through.
Damon: Latoya Hixx and John Blade.... the Boss and Blade Connection. At first I wondered how the two of you came to be a team...where was the common thread, but it hit me. Folie a deux... the madness of two. You two are self absorbed imbeciles with a shared delusion of grandeur feeding off of each others over inflated and undeserved egos to reassure yourselves that your are better than you truly are. Consider this a reality check. You two may proclaim yourselves to be great heroes, but you just aren't strong enough to topple the gods. I get it, it's important to believe in oneself... to tell yourself it's possible to reach for the stars, to break the glass ceiling, to achieve your dreams. You both need to have a little bit of honesty with yourselves though. The stars are just too far from your grasp. The glass ceiling is far too solid for you to break through. And your dreams are just too unrealistic to be a reality. It's better off that you just quit now before your both find yourselves disappointed looking up at the lights and wondering where you went wrong in life... because the answer will always be...you went wrong when you tried to mess with the blueprints that the Architects have drawn out.
At the mention of the Architects images of all three members: Smith Jones, Damon Warrens, and Lex Collins quickly flash on before static takes the visual back to Damon in his dark room.
Damon: You two teams find yourselves in the unfortunate position of standing across from two of the most dangerous men this company will ever see. Lex Collins is a ferocious brawler... and in this environment with three teams and no real rules... you should be aware he can and will break your face to the point of needing your dental records for identification. The worst part is that in all honesty.... he should be the least of your worries. Lex has a level of control. He has some semblance of a moral compass. I however am chaos embodied. I have been called "sadistic", "villainous", "psychotic"... and quite frankly I'm not even sure those compliments truly give me the credit I truly deserve. You are putting the devil in his playground and I have soooo many toys to play with.
With that Damon reaches off screen and when his hand returns to the shot it is grasping a kendo stick which he rests against his right shoulder.
Damon: As I stated it is time for the Architects to lay down the foundation... and I am elated to say I plan on hiding four bodies in the concrete.
All visible emotion except for the faintest of smirks disappears from the Nitemare's face as the scene fades to black.
