Post by The VNB on Feb 20, 2007 20:14:39 GMT -5
The XVI cameras fade in... And we begin to see a site that hasn't been seen to professional wrestling fans in many years. The site, Though not seen for many years is instantly recognizable. For once again, We have been taken into The Compound Of... The VNB.
You then see the thousands upon thousands of minions scurrying about performing their daily tasks. All appear to be most happy, Most proud to be serving within the home of The Violent New Breed.
The cameras give us a great view of a lush, Green, Courtyard, Encased within squared walls, With towers in the corners, The walls decorated with huge pictures of the members of The VNB - In the middle of the wall, A huge shot of "The Rule Of ALL", Jihad "The Devil" Sullivan; To his right, Another huge, Yet ever so slightly smaller picture of "The Demolition Man", Michael "Fade" Gordy, And to Jihad's left, Stands a huge picture of "The Queen" Herself, Trish Sullivan. All three stand tall and proud, As if they are commanding the troops from the pictures themselves.
The walls have various tapestries and ornaments all over them, It is now easy to see this is the training courtyard.
As the camera looks down upon the courtyard, We see it is filled... On one side, Taking up 2/3 of the ground space, Stand a legion of men in red robes, Standing in perfect lines and columns up and down the field. The other space in the courtyard is occupied by the female servants, Dressed in blue robes.
It has become quite evident, The entire VNB has been assembled.
Suddenly, The assembly stands in perfect silence. Several moments later, Jefferson Davis, The VNB's personal assistant, Appears at the top of the wall, Facing the group.
Jefferson ~ Thank you all of you for attending. It is my greatest honor to introduce to you, The one, The ONLY... The Ruler Of ALL!
The assembly breaks out into a deafening "VNB! VNB! VNB!" chant, And pump their arms with each word as finally the man himself, Jihad Sullivan, Decked out in full attire, And a long red flowing cape behind him, Walks out and stands beside Jefferson. Jihad slowly raises his arms out, And looks amongst The VNB, And slowly moves his hands down in a quieting motion. The throng quiets, As one, Waiting for their God to speak. Jihad looks around at the mass of people for several moments before he speaks.
Jihad ~ I stand before you now, Ready to proclaim another era of VNB supremacy.
As Jihad stands still, You quickly notice that 10 of The VNB members file in behind Jihad, They are pushing a smaller podium onto the stage. Upon the podium, Rests the throne of The Ruler Of ALL. After a moment of peering out over his legions, Jihad then takes a seat upon his throne, And once again begins to speak.
Jihad ~ Many people like to say, That after my retirement. I am just not nearly as dangerous, Nearly as devious, As what I once was. The same people say, That The VNB are no longer a factor in professional wrestling. They say that I am too old... And that my time is over.
Jihad hangs his head for a moment. But suddenly... His head snaps back up, With a most huge smirk plastered all over his face.
Jihad ~ And I say... These people, Are fools. Yes... It simply astounds me how gullable you people are. It is honestly, Like leading lambs to the slaughter. Yes... People say that I have lost a step. That my genius is gone... Well if that is true, I want you to tell me. How I still have the power, The influence, To totally destroy and embarrass, My greatest adversary... Without ever so much as stepping into the ring with him. And without ever so much as even signing a contract to wrestle in the same federation he resides in. It's time to face facts people. If I so desired, The VNB would still rule the world of professional wrestling... Even from retirement.
The crowded courtyard all yell as one...
VNB ~ THE DEVIL! THE DEVIL!
Jihad ~ Now... I am sure that right now, All of you people are wondering... Just what am I talking about. Well then, Let me elaborate... My Halo... My dear, Beautiful Halo. Just like a puppet, I asked you to dance for me, And you happily complied. My beauty, This was never about you. Well... It was never all about you. This was all about, Your mentor... The Maggot. And the supreme power, That I still hold over him to this day, Even in retirement. And my utter power, To still make him look like a drooling fool.
You see my love, Much like myself and Fade. If someone happens to run across you, It is a very safe assumption that The Corpse isn't far behind. That is just the way it is. And honestly, It is quite smart. Fade and I have made a science of it. It is true, Their is safety in numbers. The only difference is... Fade and I do it so much better than you and The Maggot.
Yes, Many people say, That The Corpse and I are mirror images of one another. And frankly, I can see some likeness. I am the leader of The VNB, He runs The DOA. We both have a certain "fetish" for the dark side of life. And we both have our right hand men. I have Fade, He has you Halo. But then... You would think, If we were so alike. He would have perhaps... Maybe out done me, At least once. You would think, That perhaps he would hold one meaningless victory over me. But alas, He doesn't. He holds nothing over me. And why you may ask. Well, Quite simply put... It is because I am so much more brilliant than he. Yes Halo... I knew, As soon as Mike and I got you into The XVI... The Maggot would be soon to follow. You see my dear, While you and The Corpse... Hell... While you and "All Powerful" DOA prepare for yet another war with The VNB. The truth of the matter is... There will be no war, The war is over. You see, Once again... We have already won. And this time, I did not even need to lift a finger to make The DOA look like a bunch of bungling fools.
Jihad pauses for a moment. He leans his head back, And smiles and takes in the evening air. The look upon his face, Is a look of... Accomplishment.
Jihad ~ Halo, My Dark Angel... I was so close. So very close just years ago to accomplishing my goal. Yes, You were all but in as a member of The VNB. But sadly, Due to a fate that was out of my control, Your admittance into The VNB never materialized. And my plan, Fell to waste. However... The goal, Was still there, It never died... It just had to be put on hold for just a while.
Yes... I am truly... A God. Halo... I am sure you wondering, Just what that plan is, Aren't you little one? Well my love... The plan was, To have your master, Suffer his greatest indignity, His greatest embarrassment. To show... That even from afar, The VNB still holds its dominance over The DOA... And you my dear, Are residing in the wrong group... Halo, You were always the true talent of The DOA. You were the uncrowned... And as many times as I tried to have you come over to the true dark side, I could never get it accomplished... Until now. Halo, My love... You see. I now, Am going to use you... To destroy The Corpse, As well as The DOA. Sadly, I could never have you do it willingly... But now dear, Now you have no choice.
Now... If you will, I would like to introduce you to someone, That you know very well...
Suddenly, The crowd below launches into a deafening chant of "LORD GORDY! LORD GORDY!". And then, Slowly stepping out and onto the stage steps "The Demolition Man", Michael "Fade" Gordy with a huge grin upon his face, And the battle scars from his recent match with The Dark Halo. He looks out over the crowd and...
Fade ~ So... All I can say is, We win again. So Jihadette, That was a hell of match, Don't ya think? Yea, You put up a hell of a fight, But in the end... You could never top "The Fade Express", Not even with The Jerky Turkeys help. Ya see Freak, Let me tell you what your problem is. You, Underestimate me... When you look at me, You see a pervert, You see a drunk. And ya know what? Maybe I am a pervert and a drunk. But I am also a 5 time World Champion, And you seem to have forgotten that. But regardless, Lets just get straight down to business shall we? Now, As the rules to this match states, You are now my slave. Now, The way I figure it is, You now have to do exactly what I say.... Isn't that right J?
Jihad ~ The way I see it, That is most certainly what it means.
Fade ~ Yea, That's what I thought. So Hun, I tell ya, I have been going back and forth and back and forth over just what I want you to do. At first, My plan was just to use you as my little sex kitten. Strip your ass naked, Bend you over, And then fuck you senseless. But... After thinking it over, Mak and Poison would never allow that to be broadcast over XVI television, So I moved on. Then I thought about making you my tag partner and then you and I would capture us some gold together. But then... Well, I could just never really trust you not to screw me over. From there, I thought about just handing you over to J, And let him just have his way with you. But I thought, Me, Handing you over to J, Well that would be exactly what you want! So... I came up with this instead. Since you are semi-retired, I decided to go easy on you. So here it is doggy, There is only one thing I want from you, And this is it... I want you to take that petite, Perfect ass of yours into Poison's office. And from there, I hear a rumor that a certain someone has a open contract here in The XVI. And I, Want you to sign your came across from his. By the way... The person I am talking about is... The Corpse. That's right "slave", All I want from you... Is for you to wrestle Jerky Turkey, And prove to the world... Who is the rightful leader of The DOA... Simple as that. Now babe... If you will excuse me, I have a movie to make...
The XVI cameras then pan back to Jihad, Who still sits upon his throne, With a most huge smirk on his face...
Jihad ~ Well Little One... How do you like that? I tried, I have tried so hard to make you step out of his shadow, And you wouldn't comply. But now my love... You have no damn choice. So... The way I see it, You have a lot of options here, So which way will you go? Do you lay down for The Corpse, As I am sure he will want you to? Will you beat him senseless, As I know you are capable of, And then strike out on your own? Or... Will you beat him to a bloody pulp... And then come and take your rightful place within the ranks of The VNB and by my side? So many paths my love... For your sake I hope you choose wisely. Halo... I could have just had Fade MAKE you join The VNB, But that would have proved to be worthless. You my dear, You can't be made to join, Rather you will have to WANT to join. And when you see, Just how weak your mentor is... Well, The door to the compound will be open for you.... And I will be waiting.
And another thing, One last bit of business I need to take care of. I wanted to do this in The XWWA, But sadly I wasn't able to. So now, Now seems like the perfect time. At this moment, I would like to officially announce the retirement from professional wrestling of... Michael Gordy, And Jihad Sullivan. But XVI, Never fear... The VNB are going no where. My goal still hasn't changed. That goal being to lead "someone" to The XVI World Championship. Halo... I hope it will be you, But I guess we will just have to wait and see about that wont we?
And lastly... I have one last thing to say. And that is to... The Corpse. Hello dear friend, It has been a while has it not? I truly hope you enjoy your stay here in The XVI. Because I am sure that I will. The way I see it, You will have no trouble with me as long as you stay out of my path. Now "friend"... I am sure you will put your own spin on this. You will try have Halo lay down for you, Or you will hire a bias referee. Or just in general you will try to weasel your way out of this match. And by all means, You may be successful with that. But the point is, You weasel out of it, It will just prove to Halo what I have always said... You, Are totally worthless, When compared to I.. Now, Don't forget this... Stay out of my way, And put up no argument when I take what... And "who"... Is rightfully mine. In other words Maggot, I think it is now time you begin to heed you own moniker... Be Frightened.
And on those words, The assembly erupts!
VNB ~ Long live The VNB! Long live The VNB! LONG LIVE THE VNB!!!
The camera fades to black, With a final view of the assembly pumping their fists in the air, And Jihad looking over them with a smirk on his face...
End Scene...
You then see the thousands upon thousands of minions scurrying about performing their daily tasks. All appear to be most happy, Most proud to be serving within the home of The Violent New Breed.
The cameras give us a great view of a lush, Green, Courtyard, Encased within squared walls, With towers in the corners, The walls decorated with huge pictures of the members of The VNB - In the middle of the wall, A huge shot of "The Rule Of ALL", Jihad "The Devil" Sullivan; To his right, Another huge, Yet ever so slightly smaller picture of "The Demolition Man", Michael "Fade" Gordy, And to Jihad's left, Stands a huge picture of "The Queen" Herself, Trish Sullivan. All three stand tall and proud, As if they are commanding the troops from the pictures themselves.
The walls have various tapestries and ornaments all over them, It is now easy to see this is the training courtyard.
As the camera looks down upon the courtyard, We see it is filled... On one side, Taking up 2/3 of the ground space, Stand a legion of men in red robes, Standing in perfect lines and columns up and down the field. The other space in the courtyard is occupied by the female servants, Dressed in blue robes.
It has become quite evident, The entire VNB has been assembled.
Suddenly, The assembly stands in perfect silence. Several moments later, Jefferson Davis, The VNB's personal assistant, Appears at the top of the wall, Facing the group.
Jefferson ~ Thank you all of you for attending. It is my greatest honor to introduce to you, The one, The ONLY... The Ruler Of ALL!
The assembly breaks out into a deafening "VNB! VNB! VNB!" chant, And pump their arms with each word as finally the man himself, Jihad Sullivan, Decked out in full attire, And a long red flowing cape behind him, Walks out and stands beside Jefferson. Jihad slowly raises his arms out, And looks amongst The VNB, And slowly moves his hands down in a quieting motion. The throng quiets, As one, Waiting for their God to speak. Jihad looks around at the mass of people for several moments before he speaks.
Jihad ~ I stand before you now, Ready to proclaim another era of VNB supremacy.
As Jihad stands still, You quickly notice that 10 of The VNB members file in behind Jihad, They are pushing a smaller podium onto the stage. Upon the podium, Rests the throne of The Ruler Of ALL. After a moment of peering out over his legions, Jihad then takes a seat upon his throne, And once again begins to speak.
Jihad ~ Many people like to say, That after my retirement. I am just not nearly as dangerous, Nearly as devious, As what I once was. The same people say, That The VNB are no longer a factor in professional wrestling. They say that I am too old... And that my time is over.
Jihad hangs his head for a moment. But suddenly... His head snaps back up, With a most huge smirk plastered all over his face.
Jihad ~ And I say... These people, Are fools. Yes... It simply astounds me how gullable you people are. It is honestly, Like leading lambs to the slaughter. Yes... People say that I have lost a step. That my genius is gone... Well if that is true, I want you to tell me. How I still have the power, The influence, To totally destroy and embarrass, My greatest adversary... Without ever so much as stepping into the ring with him. And without ever so much as even signing a contract to wrestle in the same federation he resides in. It's time to face facts people. If I so desired, The VNB would still rule the world of professional wrestling... Even from retirement.
The crowded courtyard all yell as one...
VNB ~ THE DEVIL! THE DEVIL!
Jihad ~ Now... I am sure that right now, All of you people are wondering... Just what am I talking about. Well then, Let me elaborate... My Halo... My dear, Beautiful Halo. Just like a puppet, I asked you to dance for me, And you happily complied. My beauty, This was never about you. Well... It was never all about you. This was all about, Your mentor... The Maggot. And the supreme power, That I still hold over him to this day, Even in retirement. And my utter power, To still make him look like a drooling fool.
You see my love, Much like myself and Fade. If someone happens to run across you, It is a very safe assumption that The Corpse isn't far behind. That is just the way it is. And honestly, It is quite smart. Fade and I have made a science of it. It is true, Their is safety in numbers. The only difference is... Fade and I do it so much better than you and The Maggot.
Yes, Many people say, That The Corpse and I are mirror images of one another. And frankly, I can see some likeness. I am the leader of The VNB, He runs The DOA. We both have a certain "fetish" for the dark side of life. And we both have our right hand men. I have Fade, He has you Halo. But then... You would think, If we were so alike. He would have perhaps... Maybe out done me, At least once. You would think, That perhaps he would hold one meaningless victory over me. But alas, He doesn't. He holds nothing over me. And why you may ask. Well, Quite simply put... It is because I am so much more brilliant than he. Yes Halo... I knew, As soon as Mike and I got you into The XVI... The Maggot would be soon to follow. You see my dear, While you and The Corpse... Hell... While you and "All Powerful" DOA prepare for yet another war with The VNB. The truth of the matter is... There will be no war, The war is over. You see, Once again... We have already won. And this time, I did not even need to lift a finger to make The DOA look like a bunch of bungling fools.
Jihad pauses for a moment. He leans his head back, And smiles and takes in the evening air. The look upon his face, Is a look of... Accomplishment.
Jihad ~ Halo, My Dark Angel... I was so close. So very close just years ago to accomplishing my goal. Yes, You were all but in as a member of The VNB. But sadly, Due to a fate that was out of my control, Your admittance into The VNB never materialized. And my plan, Fell to waste. However... The goal, Was still there, It never died... It just had to be put on hold for just a while.
Yes... I am truly... A God. Halo... I am sure you wondering, Just what that plan is, Aren't you little one? Well my love... The plan was, To have your master, Suffer his greatest indignity, His greatest embarrassment. To show... That even from afar, The VNB still holds its dominance over The DOA... And you my dear, Are residing in the wrong group... Halo, You were always the true talent of The DOA. You were the uncrowned... And as many times as I tried to have you come over to the true dark side, I could never get it accomplished... Until now. Halo, My love... You see. I now, Am going to use you... To destroy The Corpse, As well as The DOA. Sadly, I could never have you do it willingly... But now dear, Now you have no choice.
Now... If you will, I would like to introduce you to someone, That you know very well...
Suddenly, The crowd below launches into a deafening chant of "LORD GORDY! LORD GORDY!". And then, Slowly stepping out and onto the stage steps "The Demolition Man", Michael "Fade" Gordy with a huge grin upon his face, And the battle scars from his recent match with The Dark Halo. He looks out over the crowd and...
Fade ~ So... All I can say is, We win again. So Jihadette, That was a hell of match, Don't ya think? Yea, You put up a hell of a fight, But in the end... You could never top "The Fade Express", Not even with The Jerky Turkeys help. Ya see Freak, Let me tell you what your problem is. You, Underestimate me... When you look at me, You see a pervert, You see a drunk. And ya know what? Maybe I am a pervert and a drunk. But I am also a 5 time World Champion, And you seem to have forgotten that. But regardless, Lets just get straight down to business shall we? Now, As the rules to this match states, You are now my slave. Now, The way I figure it is, You now have to do exactly what I say.... Isn't that right J?
Jihad ~ The way I see it, That is most certainly what it means.
Fade ~ Yea, That's what I thought. So Hun, I tell ya, I have been going back and forth and back and forth over just what I want you to do. At first, My plan was just to use you as my little sex kitten. Strip your ass naked, Bend you over, And then fuck you senseless. But... After thinking it over, Mak and Poison would never allow that to be broadcast over XVI television, So I moved on. Then I thought about making you my tag partner and then you and I would capture us some gold together. But then... Well, I could just never really trust you not to screw me over. From there, I thought about just handing you over to J, And let him just have his way with you. But I thought, Me, Handing you over to J, Well that would be exactly what you want! So... I came up with this instead. Since you are semi-retired, I decided to go easy on you. So here it is doggy, There is only one thing I want from you, And this is it... I want you to take that petite, Perfect ass of yours into Poison's office. And from there, I hear a rumor that a certain someone has a open contract here in The XVI. And I, Want you to sign your came across from his. By the way... The person I am talking about is... The Corpse. That's right "slave", All I want from you... Is for you to wrestle Jerky Turkey, And prove to the world... Who is the rightful leader of The DOA... Simple as that. Now babe... If you will excuse me, I have a movie to make...
The XVI cameras then pan back to Jihad, Who still sits upon his throne, With a most huge smirk on his face...
Jihad ~ Well Little One... How do you like that? I tried, I have tried so hard to make you step out of his shadow, And you wouldn't comply. But now my love... You have no damn choice. So... The way I see it, You have a lot of options here, So which way will you go? Do you lay down for The Corpse, As I am sure he will want you to? Will you beat him senseless, As I know you are capable of, And then strike out on your own? Or... Will you beat him to a bloody pulp... And then come and take your rightful place within the ranks of The VNB and by my side? So many paths my love... For your sake I hope you choose wisely. Halo... I could have just had Fade MAKE you join The VNB, But that would have proved to be worthless. You my dear, You can't be made to join, Rather you will have to WANT to join. And when you see, Just how weak your mentor is... Well, The door to the compound will be open for you.... And I will be waiting.
And another thing, One last bit of business I need to take care of. I wanted to do this in The XWWA, But sadly I wasn't able to. So now, Now seems like the perfect time. At this moment, I would like to officially announce the retirement from professional wrestling of... Michael Gordy, And Jihad Sullivan. But XVI, Never fear... The VNB are going no where. My goal still hasn't changed. That goal being to lead "someone" to The XVI World Championship. Halo... I hope it will be you, But I guess we will just have to wait and see about that wont we?
And lastly... I have one last thing to say. And that is to... The Corpse. Hello dear friend, It has been a while has it not? I truly hope you enjoy your stay here in The XVI. Because I am sure that I will. The way I see it, You will have no trouble with me as long as you stay out of my path. Now "friend"... I am sure you will put your own spin on this. You will try have Halo lay down for you, Or you will hire a bias referee. Or just in general you will try to weasel your way out of this match. And by all means, You may be successful with that. But the point is, You weasel out of it, It will just prove to Halo what I have always said... You, Are totally worthless, When compared to I.. Now, Don't forget this... Stay out of my way, And put up no argument when I take what... And "who"... Is rightfully mine. In other words Maggot, I think it is now time you begin to heed you own moniker... Be Frightened.
And on those words, The assembly erupts!
VNB ~ Long live The VNB! Long live The VNB! LONG LIVE THE VNB!!!
The camera fades to black, With a final view of the assembly pumping their fists in the air, And Jihad looking over them with a smirk on his face...
End Scene...
