Post by silvus on Nov 13, 2008 18:03:59 GMT -6
The scene opens up with Silvus sat down his eyes look look as though they have lacked sleep for the past couple of days and his face no longer holding his old cheeful smile but one of somebody who looks as thought he wants to break something and break it badly His face lacks his customary face paint. Looking at his hands it’s obvious you can see fresh bloody dripping down from between the fingers that he has receieved an injury, bloods is soaked all down his face aswell .
Silvus: Perhaps I’ve left this to late perhaps this is some desperate attempt to get myself back into the game but you see, life has a habit of biting you in the hand when you least expect it, you see my past I never let it interfere with what I do what i am and how I work but it seems that my past decided to catch up with me recently, at the PPV I no showed not because I wasn’t able to be there far from it you see I wasn’t allowed to enter the arena it seems some rule was put up that I had to get a promotional tape in before I would be allowed through those doors, I felt that was perfectly acceptable I thought the men in the back must have taken everything into account and what do I found out. My Match had been cancelled it seems Vince Bischoff can’t get his head screwed into place, or at least he has no idea what’s in his damn inbox you see I sent in a promotional tape one that had been made to challenge for the Belt one that was supposed to air before Natural Selection and guess what. You got it, Vince Bishoff misplaced my tape he lost the damn thing that was delievered to him and signed by himself. How do I know all this? I made a signed order delivery so I would know the date the promo was accepted into the officers of SNW HQ. Now I’m a man of honour I don’t like to hide behind excuses so this week I must re-earn my title shot once again and nobody will stand in my way this time Vince Bischoff will not be able to mis place this promo as I am personally airing it now.
I can’t blame Hellspawn for his no show at natural selection I can’t blame him for trying to interfere in my chances of winning that belt from his waist, because I heard directly from him the reasons behind his absence I took into account the loss of a loved one as I lost my parents at an early age in life and this is no messed up childhood story of a boy who blames himself for something he couldn’t control this is the solid truth a orphan I became with my two brothers and a hard life I lived for that. I respect Hellspawn for his loss and in this I will face him this week one on one as it had been ordained at natural selection and we will make this a show to remember. I don’t plan on standing like a scared boy in the center of the ring, instead Hellspawn you will be facing a man who already knows the pain of loss, who knows how to channel that into rage, I feel sorry for you I truly do Hellspawn your looking for an outlet to get that rage out of you yet your facing a man who has sat in the same boat as you, and has lived his life from a early childhood with no parents to guide him a man who began his fighting career in thailand cage matches. A man who was brought knowing what you’ve just felt, 20 years ago I buried my Mother and Father, and this week I enter a house to face off against a man who believes nobody should face him with the mood he’s in.
Now I’m guessing your all wondering why the bloody fist why the insomnia filled eyes why am I in this state? Is it Fear of what Hellspawn will do? Is it because I worry I can’t do this anymore, no it because over the past week I’ve been in Thailand going back to where I learnt to fight relieving those dark days of my childhood trapped in a cage and forced to fight for food. All week I have been fighting with little or no chance for sleep in cage match after cage match toning my body and mental state to be prepared for the man i must face, I’ve bleed all week during and revelled in my past beaten down men who claimed themselves superior to me and just plain survived once again on the brink. Am I ready? That is a question a can answer just yet I can’t say yes I am ready to take what is mine I can’t say that, I was always ready for this because that would be a lie, nobody knows the state of their mind till the night, till we finally get in the ring and fight for the respect and the trivial belt that has everyone following my wake. Hellspawn you wanted to show me your true self for a while to show me what made you the man you are and now you see me in my most primal state the child that I’ve kept locked up and controlled the one who delights in pain and breaking bones. This week the house of horrors will be the sum of two men who want nothing more than to kill the other with just our fist, in a match designed by the Dark Ones own Goryokaku.
The image starts to flicker and then goes dark before lighting back up, Silvus face is painted with the white base but the blood down his face has mixed with the paint fiving it an eerie blooded look. The screen flashes once again and his black layer of face paint appears on.
Silvus: You can tell me whatever the hell you want Hellspawn but the man who will stand in front of me in that house of Horrors is the man I want to fight, the man who regained some determination some anger from the loss of his father the man who now stands broken and angry before me. You talk of no mercy being granted yet you fail to realise who you’re facing, Mercy has never been an option for me, and neither has giving up. This House of Horrors will be a match for you to truly remember Hellspawn, because I’m no loner going to hold back my rage and anguish, I’m no longer going to pretend that my world was a happy world, it’s time you all see the real Silvus the man that is the Face Paint. It’s time we broke some bones and made punters scream. You know what Hellspawn, It’s time to bring the house down.
Silvus strides forward the camera following him as he begins to walk through a crowd and enters into a cage, the scene slowly fades to black.
Silvus: Perhaps I’ve left this to late perhaps this is some desperate attempt to get myself back into the game but you see, life has a habit of biting you in the hand when you least expect it, you see my past I never let it interfere with what I do what i am and how I work but it seems that my past decided to catch up with me recently, at the PPV I no showed not because I wasn’t able to be there far from it you see I wasn’t allowed to enter the arena it seems some rule was put up that I had to get a promotional tape in before I would be allowed through those doors, I felt that was perfectly acceptable I thought the men in the back must have taken everything into account and what do I found out. My Match had been cancelled it seems Vince Bischoff can’t get his head screwed into place, or at least he has no idea what’s in his damn inbox you see I sent in a promotional tape one that had been made to challenge for the Belt one that was supposed to air before Natural Selection and guess what. You got it, Vince Bishoff misplaced my tape he lost the damn thing that was delievered to him and signed by himself. How do I know all this? I made a signed order delivery so I would know the date the promo was accepted into the officers of SNW HQ. Now I’m a man of honour I don’t like to hide behind excuses so this week I must re-earn my title shot once again and nobody will stand in my way this time Vince Bischoff will not be able to mis place this promo as I am personally airing it now.
I can’t blame Hellspawn for his no show at natural selection I can’t blame him for trying to interfere in my chances of winning that belt from his waist, because I heard directly from him the reasons behind his absence I took into account the loss of a loved one as I lost my parents at an early age in life and this is no messed up childhood story of a boy who blames himself for something he couldn’t control this is the solid truth a orphan I became with my two brothers and a hard life I lived for that. I respect Hellspawn for his loss and in this I will face him this week one on one as it had been ordained at natural selection and we will make this a show to remember. I don’t plan on standing like a scared boy in the center of the ring, instead Hellspawn you will be facing a man who already knows the pain of loss, who knows how to channel that into rage, I feel sorry for you I truly do Hellspawn your looking for an outlet to get that rage out of you yet your facing a man who has sat in the same boat as you, and has lived his life from a early childhood with no parents to guide him a man who began his fighting career in thailand cage matches. A man who was brought knowing what you’ve just felt, 20 years ago I buried my Mother and Father, and this week I enter a house to face off against a man who believes nobody should face him with the mood he’s in.
Now I’m guessing your all wondering why the bloody fist why the insomnia filled eyes why am I in this state? Is it Fear of what Hellspawn will do? Is it because I worry I can’t do this anymore, no it because over the past week I’ve been in Thailand going back to where I learnt to fight relieving those dark days of my childhood trapped in a cage and forced to fight for food. All week I have been fighting with little or no chance for sleep in cage match after cage match toning my body and mental state to be prepared for the man i must face, I’ve bleed all week during and revelled in my past beaten down men who claimed themselves superior to me and just plain survived once again on the brink. Am I ready? That is a question a can answer just yet I can’t say yes I am ready to take what is mine I can’t say that, I was always ready for this because that would be a lie, nobody knows the state of their mind till the night, till we finally get in the ring and fight for the respect and the trivial belt that has everyone following my wake. Hellspawn you wanted to show me your true self for a while to show me what made you the man you are and now you see me in my most primal state the child that I’ve kept locked up and controlled the one who delights in pain and breaking bones. This week the house of horrors will be the sum of two men who want nothing more than to kill the other with just our fist, in a match designed by the Dark Ones own Goryokaku.
The image starts to flicker and then goes dark before lighting back up, Silvus face is painted with the white base but the blood down his face has mixed with the paint fiving it an eerie blooded look. The screen flashes once again and his black layer of face paint appears on.
Silvus: You can tell me whatever the hell you want Hellspawn but the man who will stand in front of me in that house of Horrors is the man I want to fight, the man who regained some determination some anger from the loss of his father the man who now stands broken and angry before me. You talk of no mercy being granted yet you fail to realise who you’re facing, Mercy has never been an option for me, and neither has giving up. This House of Horrors will be a match for you to truly remember Hellspawn, because I’m no loner going to hold back my rage and anguish, I’m no longer going to pretend that my world was a happy world, it’s time you all see the real Silvus the man that is the Face Paint. It’s time we broke some bones and made punters scream. You know what Hellspawn, It’s time to bring the house down.
Silvus strides forward the camera following him as he begins to walk through a crowd and enters into a cage, the scene slowly fades to black.
