PROMO: Introspect

[Guest Beezel]

The Town: Charlotte, North Carolina.

 

The Place: The Charlotte Arena.

 

The Weather: Sixty Percent Chance Of Rain.

 

The Inner Narrative: Unnecessary.

 

 

 

Ahhh, the last arena I won't be allowed into. One last show I won't be allowed to see from the inside. It's been too long since I could test the ropes. Too long since I felt the wind in my eyes as a flew off the top rope. Too long since I've heard the crowd's adulation for my victory.

 

Just a little longer, B. Hey, why are those people staring at me? Haven't they ever seen someone in a flaming red body suit and mask before? Or was it that I was talking to myself?

 

 

So I talk to myself a lot lately. It's not like I had anyone else to talk with. Just a lot of single rooms and a lot of Spectravisions. What would I have done without television over my absence? If it weren't for the antics of Dexter and the Powerpuff Girls I might have gone insane. Plus, it was the only way to keep tabs on all the people I know and love at the SWF.

 

It also let me know how my enemies were, old and new. They will get theirs. If there is a God, it will be at my hands.

 

Enough negativity, B. This will be your time to shine. Your time in the sun! Finally. You can prove that people like you belong in the SWF. You won't have to worry about Clans, no worries about Dog Pounds, no crazy omens in the sky...

 

CRRRRRRACK-BOOOOM

 

...except for that one.

 

Maybe I should head back to the hotel. It doesn't do for someone covered in flames to be soaking head to toe. Speaking of toes, my feet are tired. Do you know how hard it is to get to Charlotte on foot?

 

Of course I know, I did it. I talk to myself too much. Well, next time the SWF puts on their bright lights I'll be there. I'll have resistance, certainly. Wilson's pet project won't be thrilled with me. Nor will the Commissioner. And I must make sure that I tell Mags what I thought of his little betrayal too. In the end, Mr. Beezel will be holding class, and only a few can make the grade.

 

"Only a few can make the grade"? Oh good one, B. That'll look great on a T-Shirt. Idiot.

[Guest Ace309]

*applauds*

 

Hey now, this BETTER be going in the direction I think it is.

[Guest realitycheck]

I know who you areeeeeee...

 

And knowing that, and seeing this, makes me very happy. (Y)!

 

-Z

[Guest Suicide King]

How the fuck did I miss this, I ask you?

[Guest 5_moves_of_doom]

Very sexy promo. And by sexy I mean "intriguing and good."

[Forewarned 0]

Bwah?

[Guest Longdogger_Pete]

Dog Pound?

 

 

My Dog Pound?

 

 

Was there another Dog Pound?

[Guest Tyler McClelland]

I know who it is, too!

 

*loves being a mod*

 

Very nice promo

[Guest Beezel]

I respectfully ask any and all who have the ability to discover my identity to please keep it to themselves. If class is to remain productive some must have the desire to try and decipher any and all clues I give themselves.

[Guest 5_moves_of_doom]

I respectfully ask any and all who have the ability to discover my identity to please keep it to themselves. If class is to remain productive some must have the desire to try and decipher any and all clues I give themselves.

You use big words. Ow. Anyone else think that it's kidcoasl?