Post by dannyvice on Feb 15, 2007 15:10:37 GMT -5
It's a busy morning for the WFWF as the evenings Felo-De-Se episode could be the most crucial in recent memory with the pending pay-per-view looming like a dark and ominous cloud. The backstage area of the Conseco Fieldhouse is sheer madness. Pages and gophers bump into one another, looking for things as important as cameras, to the less significant cup of coffee for the boss. No one really seems to be moving in any one particular direction as the traffic flow of the hallways looks more like a game of Plinko than an highly-efficient and well-monitored organization as powerful as the WFWF.
One faithful stooge of the higher authority seems to emerge from the others, primarily because of his surly stature and curly red hair. From a birds-eye-view, while everyone else blurs into an amalgamation of anonymity, this one man stands out like a ketchup stain on a white shirt. He is sorting mail on his way to the Higher Authority office, tossing aside unneccessary sponsorship offers and junk chain letters, when he comes across a letter not marked with a return address but instead a very domineering "V".
He opens the letter, even though it is addressed to "Higher Authority" and reads it to himself. His jaw drops as he rushes to the office to find the higher ups. When he arrives, no one is in the room, so he clears the cluttered desk and leaves the letter open so that either CBT or Reverend Shadow may read it with care when they arrive. As he leaves the room the camera zooms in closely on the letter for all to read...
One faithful stooge of the higher authority seems to emerge from the others, primarily because of his surly stature and curly red hair. From a birds-eye-view, while everyone else blurs into an amalgamation of anonymity, this one man stands out like a ketchup stain on a white shirt. He is sorting mail on his way to the Higher Authority office, tossing aside unneccessary sponsorship offers and junk chain letters, when he comes across a letter not marked with a return address but instead a very domineering "V".
He opens the letter, even though it is addressed to "Higher Authority" and reads it to himself. His jaw drops as he rushes to the office to find the higher ups. When he arrives, no one is in the room, so he clears the cluttered desk and leaves the letter open so that either CBT or Reverend Shadow may read it with care when they arrive. As he leaves the room the camera zooms in closely on the letter for all to read...
Higher Authority,
It has come to my attention that once again I have booked against one of the most desolate and undesirable opponents in this grand federation. This man not only symbolizes the essence and root of evil, but preys on the passions and emotions of the weak for his own personal pleasure.
Yet, many have come before him with similar ideals and drives and have perished. Those who travel the roads and streets looking to upon the less fortunate not as human beings and equals, but as disease-ridden lower life forms, all have one particular flaw that I will expose. Their vanity. Not just physical vanity. This vanity runs deep. In their blood. In their muscle tissue. In their very soul. The depths of their vanity is so deep that attempting any sort of cleansing or rebirth is not just wasting time, but irresponsible and reprehensible. These people believe themselves so great they overlook the good and strength in all mankind, myself included. The man I speak of is of course Thunder.
Thunder's actions these past few months have irked me to the core. The fact that Thunder and his pack of hooligans have run around in this federation for this long makes me concerned at the management style presented to the fans of this federation, and if it is the right one. The fans of this federation, the ones who make it so glorious and grand, are not wealthy businessmen. They are not chief officers of multi-national corporations. They are the everyday people. They are the heart of humanity. They are no different than the people Thunder mocks each and every day. Although most are better off, some of them are just like the man Thunder promised money just a few days ago, when in reality that promise was as empty as Thunder's abilities are false. The people of this federation are like myself and Skyler Striker. They work hard, fight back, and never give up. After Felo-De-Se and Ascension, those who are in our way, like Revolution will be no more.
Sincerely,
Danny "The Vagrant" Vice
