Post by cyborg878 on Jun 12, 2012 18:56:02 GMT -5
The scene opens up in a dark room that holds nothing but a chair under a single ceiling lamp which is dimly lit. Suddenly a door opens allowing a hint of outside light in. In the doorway the silhouette of a man is viewed. The man closes the door and approaches the chair. As he does so the flickering light reveals the man to be none other than 'The Nitemare' Damon Warrens. He sits on the chair and a wicked grin spreads across his face.
Damon Warrens: Hello PCW Universe. Did ya miss me? I know I missed you. As you can see the Nitemare is back and that means PCW is complete. PCW would never be right without yours truly. I am a PCW Hall of Famer for fuck's sake. And what a way for a Hall of Famer to return? I beat the living hell out of Nightrain. I proved why I am a three time PCW Brawl Champion, the most successful and dominant champion in the division's history. I'm a sick mother fucker who is damn good at what I do, causing pain.
Damon pauses to crack his neck before continuing.
Damon Warrens: Now I don't think it's any secret why I beat the shit out of Train. He attacked my good friend from behind, taking out his temper tantrum on an innocent co-worker. Now I don't like that. That shit doesn't work with me. So I decided it was time to remind not only Nightrain, but all of PCW, that I am not the person you want to piss off. Just ask Demolition Man. So I did just that, I reminded everyone of my brutality.
Now this isn't some promo to say "I'm the best, I'm going to get that title and never lose it" shit. No to be frank, right now I don't give a shit about getting a title. All I care about is hurting people who deserve it. I wanted to cut this promo to talk about recent happening in PCW.
Recent happenings such as the return of The Elite. My past with The Elite is well known. Myself, my husband and our family and friends battled against The Elite until PCW closed down. Yoshiru Long and Sickboy have been major thorns in my side. However, they are not the biggest thorn from my past. Morrison gets that honor. It seems The Elite have set their sights on Morrison, and used an interesting approach to do so. I have to say I never suspected they were behind the clown and werewolf appearances, which is why I must applaud them.
Damon claps briefly.
Damon Warrens: See while The Elite and I have never gotten along, and I can say for sure we will probably NEVER get along, we do have a couple things in common. We like to dominate, we like using mind games to play with our opponents, and we detest Michael Morrison. And since The Elite seem to be in control of destroying Morrison I would like to extend a peace treaty of sorts. It's very simple. The Elite stays out of my way, I stay out of theirs. Like I said, simple. Of course The Elite gets to decide whether that works for them, but I advise they agree with the simple term, because it would be detrimental to their lives if they decided to cross paths with me again.
Now that that is out of the way their is one more person I would like to adress. That person would be Syn. Syn, you are one of the only talented wrestlers to come out of What The Fuck Wrestling, and for that I respect you. I also like your style, you're a crazy son of a bitch like myself. People like you are the reason people come to see wrestling. Whether they love you or hate you, you seem to impress. You are a true professional. For that my insane peer, I would like to extend an offer. In the future, of course after I'm done dealing with the steaming pile of shit that is Nightrain, I would like to face you one on one. Between you and I, I believe we will be able to provide some of ther most awe-inspiring, jaw dropping, blood filled, hardcore matches in history.
Now I, Damon Warrens, am saying good-bye. But before I go I want to leave all whom are watching with a little message. I am the worst kind of Nitemare you will ever meet. You cannot espace the fear when you wake up. Life is paiN. Welcome to my nightmare, I think you're gonna like it.
The flickering light dies and the room turns pitch black as the scene ends.
Damon Warrens: Hello PCW Universe. Did ya miss me? I know I missed you. As you can see the Nitemare is back and that means PCW is complete. PCW would never be right without yours truly. I am a PCW Hall of Famer for fuck's sake. And what a way for a Hall of Famer to return? I beat the living hell out of Nightrain. I proved why I am a three time PCW Brawl Champion, the most successful and dominant champion in the division's history. I'm a sick mother fucker who is damn good at what I do, causing pain.
Damon pauses to crack his neck before continuing.
Damon Warrens: Now I don't think it's any secret why I beat the shit out of Train. He attacked my good friend from behind, taking out his temper tantrum on an innocent co-worker. Now I don't like that. That shit doesn't work with me. So I decided it was time to remind not only Nightrain, but all of PCW, that I am not the person you want to piss off. Just ask Demolition Man. So I did just that, I reminded everyone of my brutality.
Now this isn't some promo to say "I'm the best, I'm going to get that title and never lose it" shit. No to be frank, right now I don't give a shit about getting a title. All I care about is hurting people who deserve it. I wanted to cut this promo to talk about recent happening in PCW.
Recent happenings such as the return of The Elite. My past with The Elite is well known. Myself, my husband and our family and friends battled against The Elite until PCW closed down. Yoshiru Long and Sickboy have been major thorns in my side. However, they are not the biggest thorn from my past. Morrison gets that honor. It seems The Elite have set their sights on Morrison, and used an interesting approach to do so. I have to say I never suspected they were behind the clown and werewolf appearances, which is why I must applaud them.
Damon claps briefly.
Damon Warrens: See while The Elite and I have never gotten along, and I can say for sure we will probably NEVER get along, we do have a couple things in common. We like to dominate, we like using mind games to play with our opponents, and we detest Michael Morrison. And since The Elite seem to be in control of destroying Morrison I would like to extend a peace treaty of sorts. It's very simple. The Elite stays out of my way, I stay out of theirs. Like I said, simple. Of course The Elite gets to decide whether that works for them, but I advise they agree with the simple term, because it would be detrimental to their lives if they decided to cross paths with me again.
Now that that is out of the way their is one more person I would like to adress. That person would be Syn. Syn, you are one of the only talented wrestlers to come out of What The Fuck Wrestling, and for that I respect you. I also like your style, you're a crazy son of a bitch like myself. People like you are the reason people come to see wrestling. Whether they love you or hate you, you seem to impress. You are a true professional. For that my insane peer, I would like to extend an offer. In the future, of course after I'm done dealing with the steaming pile of shit that is Nightrain, I would like to face you one on one. Between you and I, I believe we will be able to provide some of ther most awe-inspiring, jaw dropping, blood filled, hardcore matches in history.
Now I, Damon Warrens, am saying good-bye. But before I go I want to leave all whom are watching with a little message. I am the worst kind of Nitemare you will ever meet. You cannot espace the fear when you wake up. Life is paiN. Welcome to my nightmare, I think you're gonna like it.
The flickering light dies and the room turns pitch black as the scene ends.