(The NWF comes on as Mike Richards and TJ are talking at ringside. The exchange various comments about the first event in NWF in a long time and some of the great matches they are going to see. Just as they start to speak about the arrivals coming by the minute a blue mist starts to fill the arena as the lights dim. “Headstrong” By Trapt comes on and suddenly Pyros ignite on the stage lighting the arena up for a bit. When they go out the mist is gone and the lights are back on. The music still plays only there are big clouds of smoke left behind on the stage from the pyros. As the smoke clears from the apparently empty ramp way the crowd notices it isn’t so empty after all. For standing on the ramp way is none other then Serpent himself. Serpent stands there for a minute looking around at the crowd. The crowd starts to cheer him on for a bit as Serpent smirks grimly. Serpent has on a white tank top (Wife beater), some blue jeans and a long black trench coat over it all. His face has a small bandage on the right side where it was burnt previously in another federation. Serpent’s hair goes about shoulder length and his eyes are a cold, glacier blue. They have the look of the devil himself in them as he starts walking down to the ring. Once in the ring Serpent it. Once on the turnbuckle Serpent raises his arms into the air getting a decent response proceeds to a turnbuckle not far away and ascends from the crowd. Serpent then descends from the turnbuckle and proceeds to the next repeating what he did before and getting similar results. After completing this task on all four turnbuckles Serpent gets a mic from the Lovely Ring announcer, Jill Marxs. Serpent then raises the mic to his lips as his music begins to fade.)
Tomorrow night I go against not only The Game, Not Only Frost, and not only Bruce Machinko but all three of them at once. O again serpent shall prevail throughout all odds. Once again Serpent shall reign supreme throughout the horrors and anticipation in which all of them have never seen before. You see I was in this federation almost a year ago. I was here and I kicked ass. Only then there was better talent. Talent in which caused me to force myself to improve mentally and physically. I have become known as the Aviator of pain and It is not DLX who is the master of Carnage. It is not Stryker who is the Master of Carnage it is I. It is the man who has burnt his face in various occasions. A man who has destroyed people in the very ring for just thinking about the title in which Serpent shall own. I have made people visit hospitals; I have caused peoples flesh to burn at an open flame. I have tortured people. I have crucified people and left them to lay in there own blood afterwards. I have no pity or remorse for others. I have no weaknesses that you people can expose. All I have is the pain and suffering inside me that is waiting to come out. All I have is the destruction in which is beneath my very soul. The pain that awaits me to summon it outwards to inflict a new soul! Game, you think you are that damn good? You think you can actually beat the Aviator of Pain! Well guess again bucko you shall never defeat me for I am the man who will destroy everyone in this federation who stands in the way of my world title shot! I will destroy whoever steps in the ring with me. It is my nature, my own self goals to make everyone pay for the sins in which they have caused. To make every one learn the lesson of all lessons. The law of wrestling today. When you mess with Serpent you will want go to hell to escape the pains in which I have inflicted upon you. Hell will seem as if it is the pool of the Divine Balm. However when you mess with Serpent you wont go to hell..
(Serpent tosses the mic aside and rolls out the ring as “Headstrong” By Trapt plays throughout the arena speakers. Serpent then disappears behind the curtains as the show fades to commercial.)
Sorry its so short… I kinda just did a 136 line rp for another fed and didn’t ran out of time for this one.
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