Promo: a creature that will keep on coming

[Guest WrestlingDeacon]

(Camera comes on focused on a stuffed hawk looking skyward with glass eyes.  Cut to a fox mounted on a tree stump with a look of attention, as if his dead ears could hear the sounds around him.  Cut to the giant, white feet of a polar bear.  The camera pans up the stuffed animal’s body, stopping at its head with jaws locked in a snarl. The camera spins around until it is only showing the left side profile of the animal’s head and shoulders.  Frost rises into frame, facing the camera with the left side of his face hidden behind the bear’s.  He speaks slowly and with sharp diction.)

 

I said that I would destroy T-Bone and Cutthroat and I did.  I said that I would be victorious in my first match in the SJL and I was.  I promised that I would crush all foolish enough to traipse into my den of death and that is a promise that I fully intend on keeping.  This week I keep that promise with Z and Randy Turner.  Z is little more than a squirrel scurrying around my feet, but Turner, Turner is a beast to be dealt with.

 

Turner is taller than me, stronger than me, faster than me; not a scenario that comes along often.  However, this bear you see here (Frost brings up a hand and rubs it lovingly down the muzzle of the bear like petting a dog) had all of those qualities and more and I slayed it (Frost drops his hand).  All of these animals here were personally slayed by me and mounted with my own hand.  The big, the small, those of the water, those of the air, I have fought all bare handed and triumphed.  You see, in nature there are two reactions to any situation.  Either fight or flight; you either run or battle.  Yet, most animals when struck and struck hard, when given a taste of their own blood, when made to feel the pain of their bones breaking, will run.  There is nothing like the look in a beast’s eyes when one does not run, when they cannot fathom what type of THING would stand there and be beaten beyond death.  A creature needs to learn that there is such a thing as a man who will keep on coming.  (his voices rises in intensity and speed)  That there is a thing as a beast who thrives off of their own pain, who lives to destroy, who lives to feel the rush of the edge of death and to come back kicking and screaming from it.

 

(Frost knocks the stuffed polar bear down and out of frame.  He slaps himself in the face three times very hard, his eyes bulge out and his cheeks turn a bright red.  He points a thumb at himself)  I am that thing, that creature, that beast.  I am what you aspire to and can never be Turner.  You are bigger, but you are not badder.  I know my own kind, and you are not it.  You fear the Touch of Frost, you shudder at the thought of what I bring, you shudder for an Early Winter.  (Frost stands there seething, eyes focused dead on on the camera as the picture fades out)

[Guest Shawn]

BEASTMASTER!!!

 

Oh and the promo was good too.

[Guest Edwin MacPhisto]

Frost, that was unbearable.

 

Get it?  Bears?  Oh ho, I slay me!  Nice work, though.

[Guest Shawn]

<Mafia's Reaction>

 

AAAAAHHHHHHHH HAHAHAHAHA!!!! That was gold Edwin, GOLD!

 

(Psst...Push me)

 

[Guest]

Frost, even though you kicked my ass, I like ya. That was BOMB!