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Xen0
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[font color = "blue"]~*Every day that passes brings change... sometimes for good, sometimes, for the bad. No matter how you look at it, you must realize that change is inevitable no matter how hard you try to prevent it. The wheel turns, and another cycle now begins; once a man shrouded in mystery, now a household name for followers of the RWF, Xen0 is now a member of Global Xtreme Wrestling... like it, or not.*
*A dark blue Cadillac convertible pulls up to an arena, where a random GXW house show takes place... the figure inside the vehicle cannot clearly be seen, as the shaded windows of his car block all view of him. The camera view changes, and focuses to the back of the vehicle, and the license plate can be clearly viewed as "N.E.W.1"... from their television sets at home, some of the viewers may recognize this, as the vehicle of Xen0, member of The New Era of W@R, formerly champion many times over of his former federation. But what is he doing in the GXW?!?!?*
*The door of the convertable opens, and a red booted foot steps out onto the hot asphalt pavement. A moment later, another boot follows it.. the view pans up the leg, exposing a pair of black wrestling tights, and a black sleeveless shirt. The view pans up to his face, but is obscrured by the light of the sun glinting down into the lens. The person operating the camera takes this as a que to follow the figure, as he reaches into the back of the car, and pulls out a gym bag. With a sigh, the figure walks towards the back doors of the arena, where two security guards stand. Xen0 reaches into the bag, and pulls a slip of paper out, and hands it to one of them to look over.*
*The guard looks at the paper, and then to Xen0, and nods. With a wave of his hand, he gestures to the door in an invitation to enter, which Xen0 obliges. As he walks through the doors, he is greeted by a rush of air, from the A/C unit, blasting cold air upon his sweaty body. He stops for a moment, and looks around... various boxes of gear are stowed about the place, and he looks down onto his slip of paper, which has a room circled, indicating where he can stow his belongings, and what time exactly his in-ring promo will be. He follows the instructions, and finds himself in a room with two other wrestlers. He does not know their faces, nor their names. It does not matter, as he will probably never face them, much to their enjoyment. Xen0 sits, and watches the monitor, where two other wrestlers are in the ring. He studies the screen for a moment, and glances away. He must prepare. The time approaches soon....*
*Half an hour later, the time comes. He exits the room, taking off the shirt, and throwing it into the open locker. He grabs a bottle of water, and slowly walks down the hall, towards the curtain. He stops for a moment, and douses himself down, letting the water run down. He looks to the Sound Producer, and gestures for him to start his music.*
*The view switches to the arena, where hundreds of GXW fans are about to get their first taste of the man... the legend, that is, Xen0. The arena darkens, and over the PA system, "Narayan", by Prodigy rings out with its opening sounds. The music starts out slow, and three blue spotlight pans out, and searches through the audience, for about 30 seconds, it moves about eratically before coming to a rest on the entrance ramp... The music speeds up, and the curtain is moved.*
*From back behind the curtain, Xen0 waits for the music, and his que... the anticipation builds up, and his hands clench involuntarily as the adrenaline starts to race through his system. No matter how many times he goes through with this, it always seems like the first time. He takes a deep breath, and steps through the curtain...*
*Two fireballs erupt on either side, as Xen0 boldly makes his way down the ramp... he stops midway down, and looks to the crowd for aknowledgment of existing fans. He smiles, as he sees a sign proclaiming his arrival, and gives the ASL sign for love, and proceeds down to the ring at a quick trot. He grabs the bottom rope, and looks around for a moment before springing up to the ring curtain, and neatly flipping himself forward into the ring. The spotlights follow, and traverse across the floof of the ring, as he slowly climbs to each turnbuckle, and positions himself firmly before pointing across the massive crowd.*
*Xen0 smiles to himself, as this should be good and well... a fresh start, with mostly fresh fans. After climbing the last ring post, he climbs up to the top turnbuckle, and backflips off of it, into the center of the ring, landing on his feet with a crouch. He goes to the ropes, and gestures for a mic, and signals for the music to fade out. The lights turn back on in the arena, and Xen0 stands in the middle of the ring. [/font color]
[font color = "red"]Xen0: You know... (pauses for a moment) there's times in your life, when you just HAVE to start fresh. Today, we begin a new journey... You see, when I heard that there was talent outside of what I've normally faced, at first, I didn't believe it. Then, I actually took the time to watch one of these "Pay Per Views", and I must admit, I was amused. You see, there's one thing that this federation has been lacking, as of recently. That being ME. But GXW fans can rejoice, because I... HAVE... ARRIVED.
But seriously, I'm here for a reason; I'm not neccessarily exposing it to you yet, but needless to say, you'll soon see. Oh yes, you shall DEFINATELY see. This is a new tier of competition, and I intend to capitalize on it; I'm not asking for a title shot... I'm not asking to take on your GREATEST wrestlers. I'm not asking, because I know that sooner or later, I'll step into the ring with them, and they will learn as well. Instead of taking up the rest of your talent's time, I'll leave you with a warning. When you step into the ring with me, you can be sure you're in for a battle. I may not always win, but I will be prepared to make you hurt more than I will. You can prepare for a match... hell, you can prepare for a WAR... but the question you must answer is... Are you prepared? Are you prepared... for The New Era? [/font color]
[font color = "blue"]*Narayan begins to play once more, as Xen0 drops the mic with a THUD onto the floor of the ring. He looks around once more, and gestures around his waist, making the impression of wearing a large belt... a sign of things that may come... he lowers himself out of the ring with one hand, falling through the first and second ropes before making his way back up the ramp, and into the back....*
*Finis*~[/font color]
*A dark blue Cadillac convertible pulls up to an arena, where a random GXW house show takes place... the figure inside the vehicle cannot clearly be seen, as the shaded windows of his car block all view of him. The camera view changes, and focuses to the back of the vehicle, and the license plate can be clearly viewed as "N.E.W.1"... from their television sets at home, some of the viewers may recognize this, as the vehicle of Xen0, member of The New Era of W@R, formerly champion many times over of his former federation. But what is he doing in the GXW?!?!?*
*The door of the convertable opens, and a red booted foot steps out onto the hot asphalt pavement. A moment later, another boot follows it.. the view pans up the leg, exposing a pair of black wrestling tights, and a black sleeveless shirt. The view pans up to his face, but is obscrured by the light of the sun glinting down into the lens. The person operating the camera takes this as a que to follow the figure, as he reaches into the back of the car, and pulls out a gym bag. With a sigh, the figure walks towards the back doors of the arena, where two security guards stand. Xen0 reaches into the bag, and pulls a slip of paper out, and hands it to one of them to look over.*
*The guard looks at the paper, and then to Xen0, and nods. With a wave of his hand, he gestures to the door in an invitation to enter, which Xen0 obliges. As he walks through the doors, he is greeted by a rush of air, from the A/C unit, blasting cold air upon his sweaty body. He stops for a moment, and looks around... various boxes of gear are stowed about the place, and he looks down onto his slip of paper, which has a room circled, indicating where he can stow his belongings, and what time exactly his in-ring promo will be. He follows the instructions, and finds himself in a room with two other wrestlers. He does not know their faces, nor their names. It does not matter, as he will probably never face them, much to their enjoyment. Xen0 sits, and watches the monitor, where two other wrestlers are in the ring. He studies the screen for a moment, and glances away. He must prepare. The time approaches soon....*
*Half an hour later, the time comes. He exits the room, taking off the shirt, and throwing it into the open locker. He grabs a bottle of water, and slowly walks down the hall, towards the curtain. He stops for a moment, and douses himself down, letting the water run down. He looks to the Sound Producer, and gestures for him to start his music.*
*The view switches to the arena, where hundreds of GXW fans are about to get their first taste of the man... the legend, that is, Xen0. The arena darkens, and over the PA system, "Narayan", by Prodigy rings out with its opening sounds. The music starts out slow, and three blue spotlight pans out, and searches through the audience, for about 30 seconds, it moves about eratically before coming to a rest on the entrance ramp... The music speeds up, and the curtain is moved.*
*From back behind the curtain, Xen0 waits for the music, and his que... the anticipation builds up, and his hands clench involuntarily as the adrenaline starts to race through his system. No matter how many times he goes through with this, it always seems like the first time. He takes a deep breath, and steps through the curtain...*
*Two fireballs erupt on either side, as Xen0 boldly makes his way down the ramp... he stops midway down, and looks to the crowd for aknowledgment of existing fans. He smiles, as he sees a sign proclaiming his arrival, and gives the ASL sign for love, and proceeds down to the ring at a quick trot. He grabs the bottom rope, and looks around for a moment before springing up to the ring curtain, and neatly flipping himself forward into the ring. The spotlights follow, and traverse across the floof of the ring, as he slowly climbs to each turnbuckle, and positions himself firmly before pointing across the massive crowd.*
*Xen0 smiles to himself, as this should be good and well... a fresh start, with mostly fresh fans. After climbing the last ring post, he climbs up to the top turnbuckle, and backflips off of it, into the center of the ring, landing on his feet with a crouch. He goes to the ropes, and gestures for a mic, and signals for the music to fade out. The lights turn back on in the arena, and Xen0 stands in the middle of the ring. [/font color]
[font color = "red"]Xen0: You know... (pauses for a moment) there's times in your life, when you just HAVE to start fresh. Today, we begin a new journey... You see, when I heard that there was talent outside of what I've normally faced, at first, I didn't believe it. Then, I actually took the time to watch one of these "Pay Per Views", and I must admit, I was amused. You see, there's one thing that this federation has been lacking, as of recently. That being ME. But GXW fans can rejoice, because I... HAVE... ARRIVED.
But seriously, I'm here for a reason; I'm not neccessarily exposing it to you yet, but needless to say, you'll soon see. Oh yes, you shall DEFINATELY see. This is a new tier of competition, and I intend to capitalize on it; I'm not asking for a title shot... I'm not asking to take on your GREATEST wrestlers. I'm not asking, because I know that sooner or later, I'll step into the ring with them, and they will learn as well. Instead of taking up the rest of your talent's time, I'll leave you with a warning. When you step into the ring with me, you can be sure you're in for a battle. I may not always win, but I will be prepared to make you hurt more than I will. You can prepare for a match... hell, you can prepare for a WAR... but the question you must answer is... Are you prepared? Are you prepared... for The New Era? [/font color]
[font color = "blue"]*Narayan begins to play once more, as Xen0 drops the mic with a THUD onto the floor of the ring. He looks around once more, and gestures around his waist, making the impression of wearing a large belt... a sign of things that may come... he lowers himself out of the ring with one hand, falling through the first and second ropes before making his way back up the ramp, and into the back....*
*Finis*~[/font color]