Post by Yukio Blaze on Dec 17, 2006 22:35:06 GMT -5
Silence may be golden, but can you think of a better way to entertain someone than to listen to him? -Brigham Young
Silence is a source of great strength. - Lao Tzu
A shocking move has been made by WFWF owners, Tha CBT and Reverend Shadow. Eight men was chosen to be placed in the World Title tournament. Macabre, Reverend Shadow, Miguel Sanchez, Calvin Lee, Wayne McGurk, Obo, and the final entrant was perhaps a shock to most, including the individual himself. Yukio Blaze was picked as the last man. Thats the buzz that you see on WFWF.com and other websites. It is a major accomplishment for Yukio Blaze, but in the back of his head, he thinks about how he has never won WFWF gold and just how it will take three bigs wins in a row to get the World title. Will he become an inch closer to winning his first title or will he go down in flames, along with six more men in the tourney........
Tokyo is exactly like New York City in many ways. The metropolis of people, buildings, vehicles, and the sound of excitement makes Yukio Blaze, feel this place is just like home, even though he doesnt know the basic customs or the language. It just feels right to him in someway. Up about twenty floors, of this motel complex is Yukio Blaze standing, looking down from the window to see the city scape. It looks like ants moving to build a hill to him, but in reality, its just people living their days as normal. Yukio sometimes likes to think about what could have happened if he never started to wrestle. Would he have been a banker or perhaps, never have lost his love ones. Those are the variables, that Yukio thinks about all day long.
Conscience
Tokyo is one of those places that I know Jesse and Janie would have loved to seen, but I know they are looking down at me at this moment and seeing me like an ant, like I see the people down there as. I also wish you were both here to see me finally getting my dues paid in full. It's almost that time girls to seal myself in WFWF history.
It's just funny looking down at things in Tokyo. It reminds me of New York in so many ways. I look down and see ants, but people on the ground look up, possibly see me and either see nothing or to them I look like a bird. That is what you call a variable. Then you have me for example, who is almost lost amongst the crowds, hell I'm sometimes lost in the WFWF for various things. I may speak up on some occasions and some I dont. That is the silence factor. I was silent for months, up until I found the hero calling. The hero is the guy who is/was reborn and starts to show that he is something special. You then look at my promo on the latest FDS and you can tell there is no more joking around with me and that I need someone to show me how to honor, respect, and train like a champion. Later on that night, I found out that I was the eighth and final entrant for the WFWF World title tourney. I think, that either my dues are finally getting cashed in or maybe, just maybe a higher calling, from a higher force wants to come out on top and be a hero. That is almost a silence variable.
Conscience
I've gotten goosebumps since I was announced as the eight entrant. My god, I have yet to win a title and if or when my first title comes around, it could be the big title. The WFWF Title. I know that it's technically a new belt, but a legacy has been made from just this title. ZMaster, Johnny Michaels, Drakz, Justa Mazing, hell even Michael Kyzer. Thats the elite that has been in the WFWF. I would give my whole career, just for a moment to be in that same category. I would be one of those underdogs, who was to never amount to anything, but spit in the face of the nay sayers and show them what I'm worth. I'm kinda getting a head with myself because I have to get through Miguel Sanchez first. A man that I've known for quite sometime. He must be taken seriously for me to triumph. Damn Jeff, stop thinking about the glitz and glamour and get your head in the game.
Yukio walks from the window and he is dressed in a karate type of robe. He's trying to get used to the Tokyo customs, but as you see, he is wearing shoes with the robe. He still needs some learning to do. Yukio walks over to the small table in the center of the floor. On the table is a bonsai tree and a tray of tea and its cups. Yukio pours himself a cup of tea. Yukio takes a drink and puts it back on the tray. Yukio now takes a small pair of shears and starts to trim the tree.
Your supposed to be careful while trimming these kind of trees. If you cut to much, the tree can die. You cut it just right, and it shall live on and on. Damn, thats another variable, but these trees are almost the underdog of trees. Dwarf is size, but they are something special.
Yukio clips a small portion from the tree and puts the shears down, but he is continuing sitting down.
Conscience
Why do I do this. I always bring up the underdog thing. I know and the people knows that I am the definition of the underdog. I just need to quit this in someway.
Conscience
Sanchez is my main goal. I clip this tree and with every clip, its as if my fate will be sealed somehow. I for once would like to be the guy who is a worthy and deserving person of not oly beating Sanchez, but having the whole world in his hands. I crave to be the champ in all sorts of ways, but my first obstacle, to the main goal is Sanchez and I must not fail. My goal shall be accomplished and my fate guaranteed in history.
Crimson Existence draws very near and I will compete against Miguel Sanchez in the first match of the tournament. It's funny knowing that the least likely guys to win the tournament will be facing each other so soon. You know Sanchez, that kinda makes us special because we must set the bar in the tournament. We gotta show that this tournament means a whole lot more than just a opportunity at the title, but that the little guys can roll with the big guys any time of the week.
Sanchez, I just dont know if I can let you survive in the match. I've worked far to long, trained to hard, win and lose matches, way to many times up until this point. I want to say this, I've done everything right in my career in the WFWF, I can say that, but when it comes to high profile matches and title matches. Yukio Blaze unleashes hell, havoc, fury, aggression and all kinds of anger that I normally dont do. It's like a beast from within and I can harness it in a match like me and you will have. It's almost like I have both a silent and a variable side to me and you will only see one of those Sanchez. It's just on that night, everything else will either slow down or just stop, and I slip in and become the hero. I've dreamed of this moment of a very long time and it's time for my dream to come true. Sanchez, let me leave you with these words, "Only The Good Die Young".
Conscience
My time on top is almost there. I must keep climbing and climbing, until I have reached the top. Miguel Sanchez is the first step in something that I could end up being known for, for years to come. If I can get through Sanchez, then either Obo or Calvin Lee will be the next step. It's time for me to show what I am worth. I'm not just some half assed wrestler that gets paid for horrible performances. I'm about to show that I'm the Unknown Factor in the tournament, I want to Headline Rip this thing, and walk out a true hero.
Yukio gets off from the floor and once again walks over to the window to look out on the ground. He is looking out into the future of Yukio Blaze. Every random person down there is just like Yukio, ready to make some history and he damn well has guaranteed that history will be make under the Yukio Blaze name. Crimson Existence is a fitting name because Yukio will start a bloodline of sorts. Stayed tuned for more, thrilling adventures of The Random Hero.
I swore never to be silent whenever and wherever human beings endure suffering and humiliation. We must always take sides. Neutrality helps the oppressor, never the victim. Silence encourages the tormentor, never the tormented. - Elie Wiesel
It's not just that I'm getting older and cramming for finals. It's that it becomes more and more real. And the closer you get into that experience, the less any words describing it make any sense. And so you're finally reduced to silence, awe and wonder. -John Shelby Spong
Silence is a source of great strength. - Lao Tzu
A shocking move has been made by WFWF owners, Tha CBT and Reverend Shadow. Eight men was chosen to be placed in the World Title tournament. Macabre, Reverend Shadow, Miguel Sanchez, Calvin Lee, Wayne McGurk, Obo, and the final entrant was perhaps a shock to most, including the individual himself. Yukio Blaze was picked as the last man. Thats the buzz that you see on WFWF.com and other websites. It is a major accomplishment for Yukio Blaze, but in the back of his head, he thinks about how he has never won WFWF gold and just how it will take three bigs wins in a row to get the World title. Will he become an inch closer to winning his first title or will he go down in flames, along with six more men in the tourney........
Tokyo is exactly like New York City in many ways. The metropolis of people, buildings, vehicles, and the sound of excitement makes Yukio Blaze, feel this place is just like home, even though he doesnt know the basic customs or the language. It just feels right to him in someway. Up about twenty floors, of this motel complex is Yukio Blaze standing, looking down from the window to see the city scape. It looks like ants moving to build a hill to him, but in reality, its just people living their days as normal. Yukio sometimes likes to think about what could have happened if he never started to wrestle. Would he have been a banker or perhaps, never have lost his love ones. Those are the variables, that Yukio thinks about all day long.
Conscience
Tokyo is one of those places that I know Jesse and Janie would have loved to seen, but I know they are looking down at me at this moment and seeing me like an ant, like I see the people down there as. I also wish you were both here to see me finally getting my dues paid in full. It's almost that time girls to seal myself in WFWF history.
It's just funny looking down at things in Tokyo. It reminds me of New York in so many ways. I look down and see ants, but people on the ground look up, possibly see me and either see nothing or to them I look like a bird. That is what you call a variable. Then you have me for example, who is almost lost amongst the crowds, hell I'm sometimes lost in the WFWF for various things. I may speak up on some occasions and some I dont. That is the silence factor. I was silent for months, up until I found the hero calling. The hero is the guy who is/was reborn and starts to show that he is something special. You then look at my promo on the latest FDS and you can tell there is no more joking around with me and that I need someone to show me how to honor, respect, and train like a champion. Later on that night, I found out that I was the eighth and final entrant for the WFWF World title tourney. I think, that either my dues are finally getting cashed in or maybe, just maybe a higher calling, from a higher force wants to come out on top and be a hero. That is almost a silence variable.
Conscience
I've gotten goosebumps since I was announced as the eight entrant. My god, I have yet to win a title and if or when my first title comes around, it could be the big title. The WFWF Title. I know that it's technically a new belt, but a legacy has been made from just this title. ZMaster, Johnny Michaels, Drakz, Justa Mazing, hell even Michael Kyzer. Thats the elite that has been in the WFWF. I would give my whole career, just for a moment to be in that same category. I would be one of those underdogs, who was to never amount to anything, but spit in the face of the nay sayers and show them what I'm worth. I'm kinda getting a head with myself because I have to get through Miguel Sanchez first. A man that I've known for quite sometime. He must be taken seriously for me to triumph. Damn Jeff, stop thinking about the glitz and glamour and get your head in the game.
Yukio walks from the window and he is dressed in a karate type of robe. He's trying to get used to the Tokyo customs, but as you see, he is wearing shoes with the robe. He still needs some learning to do. Yukio walks over to the small table in the center of the floor. On the table is a bonsai tree and a tray of tea and its cups. Yukio pours himself a cup of tea. Yukio takes a drink and puts it back on the tray. Yukio now takes a small pair of shears and starts to trim the tree.
Your supposed to be careful while trimming these kind of trees. If you cut to much, the tree can die. You cut it just right, and it shall live on and on. Damn, thats another variable, but these trees are almost the underdog of trees. Dwarf is size, but they are something special.
Yukio clips a small portion from the tree and puts the shears down, but he is continuing sitting down.
Conscience
Why do I do this. I always bring up the underdog thing. I know and the people knows that I am the definition of the underdog. I just need to quit this in someway.
Conscience
Sanchez is my main goal. I clip this tree and with every clip, its as if my fate will be sealed somehow. I for once would like to be the guy who is a worthy and deserving person of not oly beating Sanchez, but having the whole world in his hands. I crave to be the champ in all sorts of ways, but my first obstacle, to the main goal is Sanchez and I must not fail. My goal shall be accomplished and my fate guaranteed in history.
Crimson Existence draws very near and I will compete against Miguel Sanchez in the first match of the tournament. It's funny knowing that the least likely guys to win the tournament will be facing each other so soon. You know Sanchez, that kinda makes us special because we must set the bar in the tournament. We gotta show that this tournament means a whole lot more than just a opportunity at the title, but that the little guys can roll with the big guys any time of the week.
Sanchez, I just dont know if I can let you survive in the match. I've worked far to long, trained to hard, win and lose matches, way to many times up until this point. I want to say this, I've done everything right in my career in the WFWF, I can say that, but when it comes to high profile matches and title matches. Yukio Blaze unleashes hell, havoc, fury, aggression and all kinds of anger that I normally dont do. It's like a beast from within and I can harness it in a match like me and you will have. It's almost like I have both a silent and a variable side to me and you will only see one of those Sanchez. It's just on that night, everything else will either slow down or just stop, and I slip in and become the hero. I've dreamed of this moment of a very long time and it's time for my dream to come true. Sanchez, let me leave you with these words, "Only The Good Die Young".
Conscience
My time on top is almost there. I must keep climbing and climbing, until I have reached the top. Miguel Sanchez is the first step in something that I could end up being known for, for years to come. If I can get through Sanchez, then either Obo or Calvin Lee will be the next step. It's time for me to show what I am worth. I'm not just some half assed wrestler that gets paid for horrible performances. I'm about to show that I'm the Unknown Factor in the tournament, I want to Headline Rip this thing, and walk out a true hero.
Yukio gets off from the floor and once again walks over to the window to look out on the ground. He is looking out into the future of Yukio Blaze. Every random person down there is just like Yukio, ready to make some history and he damn well has guaranteed that history will be make under the Yukio Blaze name. Crimson Existence is a fitting name because Yukio will start a bloodline of sorts. Stayed tuned for more, thrilling adventures of The Random Hero.
I swore never to be silent whenever and wherever human beings endure suffering and humiliation. We must always take sides. Neutrality helps the oppressor, never the victim. Silence encourages the tormentor, never the tormented. - Elie Wiesel
It's not just that I'm getting older and cramming for finals. It's that it becomes more and more real. And the closer you get into that experience, the less any words describing it make any sense. And so you're finally reduced to silence, awe and wonder. -John Shelby Spong