Post by Deleted on Jul 13, 2014 8:09:50 GMT -6
x | SAINT; ''Ian Windermear . . .''
]-[ As it would appear, the mere mention of the name of his selected opponent for this weeks up and coming Unstoppable #11 show would leave a sour taste within the virtuous mouth of the young stud known as Bradyn Saint; his flawlessly shaped, pearly white teeth scraping up against the soft skin directly inside his lip as he cops a disgruntled facial expression — gazing intently toward a camera currently recording him. ]-[
x | SAINT; ''You know; Ian . . . At initial glance; it may appear as if you and I aren't that different. And to an untrained eye; it might even seem as if we could quite possibly be a formidable combination should we ever opt to pool our resources and form an alliance.''
]-[ Almost as if he were somewhat intrigued by his own theory; Saint gently roamed the inside of his smooth skinned palm over the lower region of his face — more specifically his mouth area; as he somberly paused for a brief moment. ]-[
x | SAINT; ''However; there in lies the problem . . . Not only with you; but with the vast majority of the Professional Wrestling industry today.''
]-[ Saint's infectious eyes portrayed a valiant tragedy; like he had somehow taken on the burden of the entire business for himself with his mannerisms. ]-[
x SAINT; ''Both you and your former running mate Leo Banks; you portray yourselves as these high class individuals . . . When if the one hundred percent; god's honest truth were to be told — the pair of you are as devious and disrespectful s anyone has ever been in this sport.''
]-[ Like a snake lying in wait to strike upon his chosen pray; Saint's damp tongue flicked back and forth against his bottom lip. ]-[
x SAINT; ''I don't doubt for a single solitary second that you're a phenomenal professional wrestler; Ian . . . And I'll even stick my neck out for you; and claim that given the correct guidance and surrounding yourself with the right allies . . . You could be one hell of a force to be reckoned with in this company.''
]-[ Nodding his head up and down; Saint reinforced his wording with action — something he was a huge advocate of. ]-[
x | SAINT; ''Unfortunately for you; Ian . . . You've fallen in with the incorrect crowd. You've surrounded yourself with wolves in sheep's clothing; and in the process — become one yourself. Now; I'm not suggesting that this social disease that you call the 'High Society' can't be cured; Ian . . . Because it can; and it will. Perhaps not by me personally; but hopefully by you yourself once you realize the error of your ways and step back across to the right path by embracing the teachings of my Sainthood and accepting the Saint of Professional Wrestling into your life; and career.''
]-[ An ore of sheer superiority radiated from the attitude of Saint following those remarks; and although egotistical . . . There seemed to be an undertow of honesty about what he was saying — something that many people could genuinely get behind and better themselves by. ]-[
x | SAINT; ''I understand that you might want to take my head clean off my shoulders come Unstoppable; Ian . . . And I to want to win this match and gain some sort of subliminal advantage going in to 'Back 2 Basics' where you and I will do battle once again for a championship. That's called healthy competition; I admire that and I respect that about you . . . But don't allow that to cloud your judgment; Ian . . . Don't be like your buddy boy Leo; and become possessed by the prospect of gold. Because if you somehow allow that desire and that hideous greed to consume you at Unstoppable; I want you to know that I will take nothing less than absolute full advantage of that mistake and utilize your own afflictions against you in order to defeat you.''
]-[ Saint copped a thunderous grin; a lightening bolt of a smile forming over his lips as he glared toward the lens of the camera filming him with a sense of pride and dignity the likes of which have never been seen previously here within the hallowed halls of the Missouri State Wrestling universe. ]-[
x | SAINT; ''Know this for certain; Ian . . . I always have an ace up my sleeves; and if that for whatever reasons doesn't work or falls through — then I already have a trump card ready to go on top of that. Naturally; I'd be a fool to expose my secrets right here and now to you and the entire world . . . Because I'd lose the mystery advantage by doing so. However; I do in fact wish to introduce not only you; but the whole of MSW to somebody very special . . .''
]-[ With that being said; a fiery red haired female with caramel tanned skin steps into the scene from out of absolutely nowhere . . . A presence that some social media addicts may recognize as a stunningly beautiful Cajun woman known as Giselle Roche. ]-[
x | SAINT; ''Her name is unimportant at this juncture; Ian . . . I simply wanted you to know that she's with me; waiting in the wings to assist me in every way; shape and form in securing a win over you at Unstoppable.''
]-[ Freely flowing his fingertips back through the long locks of scarlet hair on Giselle's mane, Saint looks to her with a deep sigh — prior to turning his full and undivided attention back to the screen before them. ]-[
x | SAINT; ''I don't dwell on the past; Ian . . . And narrowly missing out on a victory over Peyton Von Licht is certainly nothing to be ashamed of or to antagonize over. Can you say the same for your life and career? Can you legitimately look into the mirror every morning and not feel ashamed about something you've done? Perhaps something you've done involving a certain LEGACY Wrestling roster mate? I won't go into further detail out of respect for you; Ian . . . But I will suggest this piece of advice to you; drop the facade. Lose the High Society hype . . . Because much like that clueless naive Von Licht boy; you may very well be this and that or whatever it is that you pretend to be. Just like I told him; the one thing that you'll never be . . . Is a Saint.''