Post by Joshua Dane on Feb 23, 2015 11:31:51 GMT -6
(The scene opens up in a very desolate gym. There’s very little light entering through some high windows. The equipment is also very sparse. As the camera pans it stops to zoom in on Tamer who is hallways up a Salmon Ladder. He has a blue sleeveless hoodie on and gym shorts. His hands are wrapped. As he reaches the top he drops landing in a crouch and immediately rolling and running over to the punching bag where he starts landing hard shots rocking it. After a sequence of hard jabs Tamer runs and slides in the ring. He starts running the ropes. After hitting both sides he drops to the mat for a solid bump. Tamer follows up by kipping-up to his feet. And runs the ropes again. This time while approaching the opposite side he jumps on the ropes and goes for a lionsault but fully rotates to land on his feet. Tamer then runs towards the same ropes but drops into a slide making his way out of the ring and right to a set of training ropes that he begins to whip. As he finishes he takes a deep breath and moves to a speed bag. Sweat is dripping off his forehead and despite his best effort frustration is also seeping through. He comes off the rails losing his rhythm and allowing the speedbag to swing wildly. Tamer exhales and looks towards the camera.)
Tamer: I should have known better. I mean seriously, what did I really expect? Some friendly competition or sportsmanship? Not in the land of GZW2K1…No No No. You’d think that a place that is so hung up on tradition and values of the past that it has the year it was founded as part of its name would be a place where the best of the best come to compete. Where true athleticism is showcased. This should be the pinnacle of the wrestling industry. What a joke…
(Tamer grabs a towel and wipes his face off.)
Tamer: This is the place where the most vile and devious come to feed their darkness. This place has allowed itself to be run roughshod by Warpath and Clan Mayhem. Yet somehow I thought I could stay out of it… that was before Friday. See when I went out there on Crimson and Fierce, I was Tamer by name only, the man you saw in that ring was Joshua Dane: Road weather Indy veteran. It was not Tamer… Tamer who has been called many things: The Desperado, Vigilante, Hero.
(Tamer pulls off his hoodie and tosses it in a nearby bin.)
Tamer: That is a man who has been fading away ever since I first stepped into this corporation. A man who was left to die and fade after my last departure. I mean how else was I going to succeed in the number one wrestling company? That halfcocked hero bullshit wasn’t gonna fly here… I had to be a competitor and nothing else. I’ve been readying myself to complete that transformation, gone was the grand entrance, stylized ring gear, next to go would be my entrance music, as I would have found something more generic to lead me to the ring. I was even scheduling a press release where I would announce my departure from the ring name Tamer... That from this day forward I would wrestle as Joshua Dane.
(Tamer cracks his knuckles.)
Tamer: Then Friday happened. . I was backstage contemplating how I’d let myself get distracted and irritated by Killjoy’s blatant pulling of my tights. I stopped in front of a monitor and I saw Kolic being brutalized. I was almost frozen in that moment as I watched the blood pour down his face, my friend’s face. I knew I had to make a choice. Do I turn my back on my long time friend? Do I let the corruption continue to be the driving force? It was a choice that hung in the air for what felt like forever. But it was a choice I that seemed so clear and easy once it was made. I grabbed the nearest chair and made my way out to that ring. I was also very surprised and pleased to see Munin made the same choice.
(Tamer smiles.)
Tamer: Now. There is a rebirth coming.. If Red Dragon wants to press me by distracting me in my match, If The Warpath thinks they can continue to do whatever to whomever they want, If Clan Mayhem thinks they can make their mark by trying to bury GZW2K1… They have a very rude awakening on the way.
(Tamer stares intensely into the camera.)
Tamer: At Anniversary Armageddon when I step into the ring with Sir Pissery Crackpot and Puff “The Boring” Dragon, they are going to wish that things had been different. That I had finished my transformation into being just a wrestler… That Mongrel hadn’t done what he did, how and when he did it. This place is long overdue for a change.
The Tide is Turning.
TAMER is returning.
BE PREPARED!
-Cut to Black-
Tamer: I should have known better. I mean seriously, what did I really expect? Some friendly competition or sportsmanship? Not in the land of GZW2K1…No No No. You’d think that a place that is so hung up on tradition and values of the past that it has the year it was founded as part of its name would be a place where the best of the best come to compete. Where true athleticism is showcased. This should be the pinnacle of the wrestling industry. What a joke…
(Tamer grabs a towel and wipes his face off.)
Tamer: This is the place where the most vile and devious come to feed their darkness. This place has allowed itself to be run roughshod by Warpath and Clan Mayhem. Yet somehow I thought I could stay out of it… that was before Friday. See when I went out there on Crimson and Fierce, I was Tamer by name only, the man you saw in that ring was Joshua Dane: Road weather Indy veteran. It was not Tamer… Tamer who has been called many things: The Desperado, Vigilante, Hero.
(Tamer pulls off his hoodie and tosses it in a nearby bin.)
Tamer: That is a man who has been fading away ever since I first stepped into this corporation. A man who was left to die and fade after my last departure. I mean how else was I going to succeed in the number one wrestling company? That halfcocked hero bullshit wasn’t gonna fly here… I had to be a competitor and nothing else. I’ve been readying myself to complete that transformation, gone was the grand entrance, stylized ring gear, next to go would be my entrance music, as I would have found something more generic to lead me to the ring. I was even scheduling a press release where I would announce my departure from the ring name Tamer... That from this day forward I would wrestle as Joshua Dane.
(Tamer cracks his knuckles.)
Tamer: Then Friday happened. . I was backstage contemplating how I’d let myself get distracted and irritated by Killjoy’s blatant pulling of my tights. I stopped in front of a monitor and I saw Kolic being brutalized. I was almost frozen in that moment as I watched the blood pour down his face, my friend’s face. I knew I had to make a choice. Do I turn my back on my long time friend? Do I let the corruption continue to be the driving force? It was a choice that hung in the air for what felt like forever. But it was a choice I that seemed so clear and easy once it was made. I grabbed the nearest chair and made my way out to that ring. I was also very surprised and pleased to see Munin made the same choice.
(Tamer smiles.)
Tamer: Now. There is a rebirth coming.. If Red Dragon wants to press me by distracting me in my match, If The Warpath thinks they can continue to do whatever to whomever they want, If Clan Mayhem thinks they can make their mark by trying to bury GZW2K1… They have a very rude awakening on the way.
(Tamer stares intensely into the camera.)
Tamer: At Anniversary Armageddon when I step into the ring with Sir Pissery Crackpot and Puff “The Boring” Dragon, they are going to wish that things had been different. That I had finished my transformation into being just a wrestler… That Mongrel hadn’t done what he did, how and when he did it. This place is long overdue for a change.
The Tide is Turning.
TAMER is returning.
BE PREPARED!
-Cut to Black-
