Post by electricenigma on Nov 21, 2006 19:05:19 GMT -5
Time.
It's what the world revolves around.
Some say time is money...
But, even it if it is...
What's Tyme?
The sound of a few things being rearranged were heard just a few scant moments before the scene suddenly lit up, showing a copy of the WFWF logo. Standing to one side of it was Pohatu, dressed casually in a pair of jeans, a generic pair of tennies and a white button down shirt. Standing on the other side of the logo was none other than interviewer, Ryan Riddel, who was looking just a tad scared as he looked at the light heavyweight. Gulping slightly, Riddel brought the microphone up, beginning to speak.
Hello everyone. This is Ryan Riddel, and I'm backstage here with none other than WFWF's 'Electric Enigma', Pohatu. Now, at the upcoming FDS, there is a match planned between Justin Tyme and Pohatu. We're here to get his thoughts. Pohatu, just what do you think of the upcoming match?
Pohatu took the microphone, causing the interviewer to jump just a bit, making it obvious that Ryan knew about Pohatu's past of attacking interviewers and cameramen. The electric phenomenon just gave him a bit of a grin before raising the microphone to his own lips, grinning in his usual cocky manner.
Most would say that I should be at least semi-worried about Tyme in regards to how he'll be competing in the ring, but I know that he's going to be in probably the same amount of shape that I am. Only difference between us is that he's some rich jerk that can go home and bath in nickels and quarters, while I have to go home and actually relax without having that much money to fall back on. The reason I know he'll be in the same shape I am, Ryan, is because him and me are competing in other feds, which are demanding much of our energy. I was very tempted to just no-show this match due to my lack of energy...but I know that the fans who watch WFWF week in and week out would be rather disappointed without me here to entertain them.
[/color]It's what the world revolves around.
Some say time is money...
But, even it if it is...
What's Tyme?
The sound of a few things being rearranged were heard just a few scant moments before the scene suddenly lit up, showing a copy of the WFWF logo. Standing to one side of it was Pohatu, dressed casually in a pair of jeans, a generic pair of tennies and a white button down shirt. Standing on the other side of the logo was none other than interviewer, Ryan Riddel, who was looking just a tad scared as he looked at the light heavyweight. Gulping slightly, Riddel brought the microphone up, beginning to speak.
Hello everyone. This is Ryan Riddel, and I'm backstage here with none other than WFWF's 'Electric Enigma', Pohatu. Now, at the upcoming FDS, there is a match planned between Justin Tyme and Pohatu. We're here to get his thoughts. Pohatu, just what do you think of the upcoming match?
Pohatu took the microphone, causing the interviewer to jump just a bit, making it obvious that Ryan knew about Pohatu's past of attacking interviewers and cameramen. The electric phenomenon just gave him a bit of a grin before raising the microphone to his own lips, grinning in his usual cocky manner.
Most would say that I should be at least semi-worried about Tyme in regards to how he'll be competing in the ring, but I know that he's going to be in probably the same amount of shape that I am. Only difference between us is that he's some rich jerk that can go home and bath in nickels and quarters, while I have to go home and actually relax without having that much money to fall back on. The reason I know he'll be in the same shape I am, Ryan, is because him and me are competing in other feds, which are demanding much of our energy. I was very tempted to just no-show this match due to my lack of energy...but I know that the fans who watch WFWF week in and week out would be rather disappointed without me here to entertain them.
Ryan nodded as he took the microphone back, glancing over towards a corner of the room before simply tossing the microphone behind his shoulder, a new audio feed cutting in that made it easier to hear them. The light heavyweight being interviewed quirked a brow at the sudden change, but then shrugged as he awaited the next question.
According to Tyme's profile on WFWF.com, he's actually bit more focused on the technical maneuvers than you are. What do you think about that?
A sudden burst of laughter escaped from Pohatu after Ryan had finished speaking, the light heavyweight having to turn away for a few seconds as he attempted to recompose himself. After an additional ten seconds, he finally turned back to face towards Ryan, his look being semi-serious.
More focused in technical maneuvers than me, Ryan? Tell me; do you know what kind of history he has? He was owning some disco joint before he became a professional wrestler. He only knows enough about technical wrestling to make himself look good. I was RAISED on technical wrestling, back from when I first started watching it. I only use more of the high flying moves and slam-variations because they actually get more damage done. If I have to, I'll gladly get down and wrestle with Tyme, just as long as he realizes that in the end...his face will end up getting a friction burn when I it into the canvas.
Ryan nodded, pulling out a couple of notecards to look at, which he quickly stuck back into his pockets. Raising his eyes to look at the electric enigma, he narrowed his eyes a bit, as if attempting to give off a look of slight suspicion.
There's been rumors that you're still suffering from injuries that you recieved at the beginning of the summer. Do you think they'll affect your ability to compete, and do you believe that Tyme will be able to exploit them?
The eyes of Pohatu narrowed in clear hatred as his injuries were mentioned, and he raised one hand to rest it on Ryan's shoulder. The look on the interviewer's face, however, showed his clear discomfort as the light heavyweight's hand suddenly clenched, squeezing the interviewer's shoulder. He kept the grip on Ryan's arm as he began to speak, glaring at him at the same time.
The injuries I recieved we're nothing for YOU to worry about, understand? I am back to tip top condition again, so there's absolutely no way, NO WAY, that the rich jerk could exploit them. Is that understood?[/i]
Pohatu waited until Ryan had nodded in clear fear of Pohatu before finally releasing his shoulder, the light heavyweight pushing Ryan back a bit. Turning his attention away from Ryan, he focused his gaze forward, his blue eyes taking on an icy tone as he began to speak again.
Tyme, I want one thing understood right now. You might be rich, you might not be as rusty as I am right now, but that doesn't mean you will get a victory over me. I am the lightning that powers the WFWF, that makes it as awesome as it is right now. I am what the fans tune it to watch every week. NOT YOU! You want to call yourself the main event messiah? You want to call yourself the 'top gun'? Well, I'm sorry Tom Cruise, but that's just not going to work while I'm here. I will out wrestle you, out brawl you, and just flat out show you up! And, in doing so, there's only one outcome for that match. That outcome is....
THE LIGHTNING WILL STRIKE YOU DOWN!
Clearly letting his emotions control at him at the moment, he stormed off, leaving Ryan Riddel standing there in clear shock at what had just transpired. The scene suddenly cut off, switching to an advertisement for the latest WFWF card, hyping up the other matches.[/b][/center]
