Post by kidnotorious on Sept 2, 2011 22:58:25 GMT -5
**The following takes place after Natalie's promo. Also, I had planned to do a much better promo, but I am so out of sorts right now it isn't even funny. Apologies for the shit promo.**
[The scene opens inside a hotel room, where we find Brandon Young, sitting on a bed next to a half-opened suitcase. His hair is wet from a shower, and he is wearing black pants and a white button up shirt that's unbuttoned. He waves at the camera as we settle in.]
Brandon: Hi everybody! So Scars and Stripes, huh? Maaaaan, that was some fun.
[He grins.]
Brandon: I didn't win, but I'm okay with that. Wasn't expectin' too right off the bat, yknow? I'm just glad I lasted a pretty decent time, and I did some stuff even *I* didn't know I could do. So, win-win for me! But that was then, and this is now. It's a new day and all that.
...And what a day it's been already.
[He begins to stare off, daydreaming about something. A random noise brings him back to reality, and he shakes his head.]
Brandon: Er, anyways! This upcoming show, I've been slated against one Roman Cripate. Which is pretty swank, since ol' Rome was the runner up in the Rumble. Congrats on that mister Cripate, seriously. Ain't an easy feat.
So it's pretty clear you ain't gonna be an easy obstacle to overcome, but you're one I'm gonna do my damnedest to overcome anyways! Imagine everyone's surprise if lil ol' me, "that flippy guy" was able to knock off a win against the top 2 man in the big rumble. That'd be a pretty big feather in my cap.
[He nods with a smirk.]
Brandon: I know people're lookin at this match like it's an easy win for you, and maybe it is on paper. But I've never been the type to stand by what the paper says. I'm a "screw the papers, I do what I want" type of guy.
You and me, Roman, we're gonna have ourselves a fun little war, and no matter who wins, we're both gonna come out on top for it I think.
But even so, I'll be doin' every thing in my power, every trick in my arsenal, every card in my deck...
To make sure that winner is me.
[Fade.]
[The scene opens inside a hotel room, where we find Brandon Young, sitting on a bed next to a half-opened suitcase. His hair is wet from a shower, and he is wearing black pants and a white button up shirt that's unbuttoned. He waves at the camera as we settle in.]
Brandon: Hi everybody! So Scars and Stripes, huh? Maaaaan, that was some fun.
[He grins.]
Brandon: I didn't win, but I'm okay with that. Wasn't expectin' too right off the bat, yknow? I'm just glad I lasted a pretty decent time, and I did some stuff even *I* didn't know I could do. So, win-win for me! But that was then, and this is now. It's a new day and all that.
...And what a day it's been already.
[He begins to stare off, daydreaming about something. A random noise brings him back to reality, and he shakes his head.]
Brandon: Er, anyways! This upcoming show, I've been slated against one Roman Cripate. Which is pretty swank, since ol' Rome was the runner up in the Rumble. Congrats on that mister Cripate, seriously. Ain't an easy feat.
So it's pretty clear you ain't gonna be an easy obstacle to overcome, but you're one I'm gonna do my damnedest to overcome anyways! Imagine everyone's surprise if lil ol' me, "that flippy guy" was able to knock off a win against the top 2 man in the big rumble. That'd be a pretty big feather in my cap.
[He nods with a smirk.]
Brandon: I know people're lookin at this match like it's an easy win for you, and maybe it is on paper. But I've never been the type to stand by what the paper says. I'm a "screw the papers, I do what I want" type of guy.
You and me, Roman, we're gonna have ourselves a fun little war, and no matter who wins, we're both gonna come out on top for it I think.
But even so, I'll be doin' every thing in my power, every trick in my arsenal, every card in my deck...
To make sure that winner is me.
[Fade.]