Promo: The Demon Speaks Out

[Guest Goose749]

The camera fades into a set, consisting of a small table, a folding chair, and a gray backdrop. There is a glass of water on the table. Jimmy Liston walks onto the set, and sits in the chair. He has a bandage on his forehead, and a dark bruise on his left cheek. Liston takes a long drink from the glass before addressing the camera.

 

Liston: Ladies and gentlemen, this is the world’s greatest by-the-book wrestler, Jimmy “The Demon” Liston. As you may know, I had my first match in the SJL on Sunday’s Wrath. I enjoyed a tremendous victory against Dan Caldwell, who, I must admit, was a great wrestler. However, he just lacked the skill necessary to defeat such a foe as me. But I was a good sport about my win. I did not gloat. I merely congratulated my opponent, and left the ring for my dressing room.

 

Liston shifts in his seat, crosses his left leg over his right, and rests his folded hands on his left knee. He appears calm and civil, more like a businessman than a wrestler.

 

Liston: Now, before I could get to the comfort of my dressing room, I was attacked. Unprovoked, Dan Caldwell decided to ambush me outside my own dressing room. Not only that, he destroyed some of my possessions. First of all, he broke my door down with his back. Secondly, he destroyed my closet, allowing full sets of valuable clothing to fall to the ground, like litter. Now, I ask you, Caldwell. Who is going to pay for the dry-cleaning bill?

 

Liston begins to get angry. He uncrosses his legs, leans forward in the chair, and stares intensely into the camera. His hands grip the armrests, which begin to splinter as Liston’s knuckles turn white.

 

Liston: Third, Caldwell, you broke my chair. Fourth, you destroyed a table with my head. Now, I must admit, that did hurt. But you know what hurt more? It was what you said to me in the ring. You implied that I was cheating, that I had, in some way, violated the rules. That right there was more painful than any act of violence you committed against me backstage.

 

Liston pauses to catch his breath. He visibly calms, sitting back in his seat, and then proceeds with his announcement.

 

Liston: Now, I will not retaliate in kind. I am a reasonable man, so instead, I send you this message: If you have a problem with me, you’d best get out while you can. If you persist in attacking and slandering me, I will retaliate. But I will not have my vengeance by cheap shots. I won’t ambush you in the hallways, as you did to me. Instead, I’ll do my damage in the ring, and by the book. And, if need be, I will end your career. After all, the SJL already has a “Phoenix”, David Blazenwing. We don’t need two.

 

Liston’s tone becomes more pleasant as he addresses his upcoming match.

 

Liston: Now, this Thursday, I will be facing Syndicate, a returner to the SJL. From watching tapes, I have gained an appreciation for his in-ring talents. And so, I would like to wrap up this interview with a message to Syndicate: I am honored to be facing you in a match on SJL Crimson, but don’t think that means I’ll go easy on you. Be prepared for a hell of a fight. This Thursday, you, like Dan Caldwell, will know how it feels to be in the hands of The Demon!

 

Demon stands and leaves the set. The camera follows as he walks into a dressing room and slams the door. The camera pans up the door, and rests on a sign hanging from a nail.

 

“Beware Liston!”

[Guest Crowe]

Not bad, not bad at all. A good first attempt at promoing, and I find it screams a vibe, a 'gentlemanly' vibe, if I may say so. It puts over your gimmick, the whole by the book thing and also gives your character just a little edge...

 

"Instead, I’ll do my damage in the ring, and by the book. And, if need be, I will end your career. After all, the SJL already has a “Phoenix”, David Blazenwing. We don’t need two."

 

\m/ >_< \m/

 

Good luck.