Post by Robert Turner on Nov 6, 2001 20:21:21 GMT -6
(OOC: Yes this is an actual Manic Depression RP. 
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[glow=blue,2,300]*The scene opens up inside the GZW Cafeteria. The camera pans the fairly empty area and finally rests on a man in the corner who is off to himself. He has a pair of black slacks and a black pull over. His long black hair is covering his eyes as he sits there staring at the table. He throws his head back and pushes his hair back with his right hand to show that the man is Manic Depression.*[/glow]
[shadow=black,left,300]Manic Depression: It seems that the people who run this fed have seen fit to throw me into a Gauntlet match for the Light Heavyweight Championship. Another worthless hunk of tin. Just a piece of metal to gain respect in an otherwise meaningless world. Look at what obtaining gold did to Magic. Did he gain respect? No he lost respect. I however have nothing to lose. Everyone in this fed has looked down on me ever since I signed on the dotted line. They've looked at me as nothing more than some loser who wants fame and success. Well news flash. I don't give a damn about your respect. I don't give a damn about fame and fortune. I'm here because I want to be here. If I win a match then big deal. If I win a title who cares. Definatly not you. I'm going to prove I'm not a low life and when I do there will be hell to pay from the Happy Sumo to Magic. Someone will feel my pain and someone will suffer from "Depression."[/shadow]
[glow=blue,2,300]*He slings his hair back in front of his face and glairs daggers at the camera as the scene fades.*[/glow]
)[glow=blue,2,300]*The scene opens up inside the GZW Cafeteria. The camera pans the fairly empty area and finally rests on a man in the corner who is off to himself. He has a pair of black slacks and a black pull over. His long black hair is covering his eyes as he sits there staring at the table. He throws his head back and pushes his hair back with his right hand to show that the man is Manic Depression.*[/glow]
[shadow=black,left,300]Manic Depression: It seems that the people who run this fed have seen fit to throw me into a Gauntlet match for the Light Heavyweight Championship. Another worthless hunk of tin. Just a piece of metal to gain respect in an otherwise meaningless world. Look at what obtaining gold did to Magic. Did he gain respect? No he lost respect. I however have nothing to lose. Everyone in this fed has looked down on me ever since I signed on the dotted line. They've looked at me as nothing more than some loser who wants fame and success. Well news flash. I don't give a damn about your respect. I don't give a damn about fame and fortune. I'm here because I want to be here. If I win a match then big deal. If I win a title who cares. Definatly not you. I'm going to prove I'm not a low life and when I do there will be hell to pay from the Happy Sumo to Magic. Someone will feel my pain and someone will suffer from "Depression."[/shadow]
[glow=blue,2,300]*He slings his hair back in front of his face and glairs daggers at the camera as the scene fades.*[/glow]
