PROMO: History of the Beast

[Guest Dace59]

Fade In

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A blank screen crackles and flickers as the sound of rumbling thunder builds slowly.

The sound rises, higher and louder and the screen flickers faster and faster.

A flash of blinding light and a screen rips out as lightning flares over the screen.

 

The screaming thrash of some Black Metal hunts out over the image of a lone figure standing atop a spire of rock.

“Can you feel the air? Can you feel the change?”

A blurred and distorted clip flicks over the scene, showing a DDT onto a chair, the crack ringing out over the music.

 

“It’s all from history. The progression, the change. The move to fight, to live, to survive once again.”

Another clip, this time of a huge powerbomb onto glass, which explodes into a cloud of fine shards.

The image pans round to infront of the figure, but he is hidden under hood and clock.

 

“Every time a new predator. Something bigger and better comes along…”

A third clip a plain but brutal Brainbuster, with the screams of the crowd playing over the music.

A crack of thunder, wailing winds whipping up the clock, his hair flying.

 

“It changes, it grows. Becomes more, becomes stronger.”

A classic scene, and a neck dropping Tiger Driver ’91, and a kick out at two.

Lightning breaks again, giving a brief flash of the figures face, covered in war markings

 

“It has to change. We become stronger, so must it.”

A Backdrop Driver off the top rope.

A sound of clashing blades cries up over the scene.

 

“They come from all over. Every thought and waking idea. Can it be the strongest?”

A string of words flicks over the sky above, as the calls of commentators past come with them.

 

Tiger Driver

 

WildBomb

 

Tombstone Piledriver

 

Avalanche Brainbuster

 

Backdrop Driver

 

Western Lariat

 

Burning Hammer

 

Few of the Many

 

The Greatest

 

The Strongest

 

 

“You see them. You know them. You’ve felt them.”

Throwing his hood back, Dace stares down the camera, his face criss-crossed with markings of battle.

The music screams away, guitars shredding unholy noise

 

“The Beasts that rage and battle.”

Extending his arms, rolling his head back.

“But now there is a new Beast.”

 

“It’s coming. Can you feel it?”

Characters of Kanji bloom of trails of fire, burning a hole of the screen.

“Do you know it? Do you fear it?”

 

Suddenly the noise cuts out. The lightning stops. All is silent and black. Nothing moves, nothing is heard, the screen focusing of the face of Dace Night.

 

“I’m the only one that knows of this new Beast. It’s dangerous, brutal, deadly. It has no forgiveness. It has no mercy, it will not be stopped!”

The leans into the camera and opens his mouth into a roar.

 

“Soon. Very soon the beast will be out. No one can do anything about it. I have opened the gates. It is at the gates. It has it’s reason, it knows it’s purpose.”

 

A wicked smile crosses his lips only for a moment.

Images of Dace battling it out with an unknown figure blur the picture. Back and forth they go. Lefts and Rights. Head dropping.

 

“It all started there. So long ago. And now it is ready. It’ll rattle brains, crack skulls and snap necks. It’ll Fucking Kill You!”

Turning his back, the chilling ring of the ‘Psycho’ music starts up.

“You know. You Fear. It will do you nothing. You will die.”

 

Twisting round like a wild animal, one final bolt of lightning cracks down, as the screen goes white the black.

 

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Fade Out

[Guest Edwin MacPhisto]

Sup, bomb-ass video package?

 

I expect slaughtery greatness at the PPV, yes...

[Guest HollywoodSpikeJenkins]

*gulp*