Post by YourPosionousDestruction on Oct 4, 2012 9:56:33 GMT -6
[ The back drop is of a brick wall. Some of the stones are beginning to corrode, crumbles fall off of some of the edges and the grey stucco holding the bricks together seems to be molding, small flecks of green built up on the edges after years of rain, and not being cleaned. The Monstrous masked anti-hero Cyanide walks into frame and leans against the slowly corroding wall. He looks into the camera with his black beady eyes and begins to speak. ]
Cyanide : Well, Night of Champions is soon. Looks like ill be very active, seeing as I am a current double champion...
[ Cyanide takes a long pause and looks out to the left of the frame before reaching into his right hand pants pocket and pulling out his ever familiar pack of Marlboro Red Kings. He pulls a cigarette out of the pack and put it in between his lips but doesn't light it as he continues his monologue. ]
Cyanide : I guess you could say there will be A LOT of familiar faces there at N-o-C, family, friends of foes, opponents, and...ha... not so may enemies.
[ The Poisonous One reaches down into his left hand pant pocket and pulls out a reflective silver Zippo. He flicks the lid and and rolls the flint, causing a flame to pop up on the top of the device. He lifts the flame to the tip of the smoke, and then snaps the lighter shut as he takes a long pull on the cancer stick, and exhales a plume of grey smoke.]
Cyanide : Well you see N-o-C will probably be a lot like this Cigarette. It'll burn fast and furious. And i'm sure somebody, just like this cigarette, will get put out.
[/i]Cyanide : Well, Night of Champions is soon. Looks like ill be very active, seeing as I am a current double champion...
[ Cyanide takes a long pause and looks out to the left of the frame before reaching into his right hand pants pocket and pulling out his ever familiar pack of Marlboro Red Kings. He pulls a cigarette out of the pack and put it in between his lips but doesn't light it as he continues his monologue. ]
Cyanide : I guess you could say there will be A LOT of familiar faces there at N-o-C, family, friends of foes, opponents, and...ha... not so may enemies.
[ The Poisonous One reaches down into his left hand pant pocket and pulls out a reflective silver Zippo. He flicks the lid and and rolls the flint, causing a flame to pop up on the top of the device. He lifts the flame to the tip of the smoke, and then snaps the lighter shut as he takes a long pull on the cancer stick, and exhales a plume of grey smoke.]
Cyanide : Well you see N-o-C will probably be a lot like this Cigarette. It'll burn fast and furious. And i'm sure somebody, just like this cigarette, will get put out.
[ The last shot is of Cyanide taking another drag off of the Marlboro before turning to his left and walking out of frame leaving the camera to see only the slowly dilapidation of the brick wall. Then we Fade to Black. ]
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