janusd 0 Report post Posted April 22, 2004 (Lack of match ideas prompts me to do a PPV ad!) ----- The scene that greets us is one of what was once a forest, now a scorched and desolate battleground. Craters pock the ground, smoke fills the air, and the sound of buzzing helicopters and gunfire is rampant. But there are no bodies on this battlefield. Yet through all the warlike noise, a calm and deep narrating voice echoes. "In battle, there are many kinds of people. There are heroes." Words imprint themselves across the screen in digital text, accompanied by the sounds of a typewriter. Wildchild And Johnny Dangerous - The Bahama Bomber And The Secret Agent - Wild And Dangerous The sound of footsteps crunching over grass becomes audible, and the camera swings around. With the sun to their backs, two figures walk through the battlefield. One in the outfit of a secret agent, the other in aquamarine and black. Their faces are calm and set, yet in the shining sun behind them, we see ghostly images. The tag team titles. Johnny hitting the MI Slam. The team nailing the Dangerous Drop. Wildchild hitting the Wild Ride, all on unseen foes. They walk towards us, filling the camera, and then the voice speaks again as the image cuts to static. "There are monsters." Again, digital text scrolls across the screen as if typed by a typewriter. Terrence 'Janus' Bailey And Aecas - The Anti-Heel Machine And The Black Angel - The Unholy Trinity We are treated to a different view of the battlefield, with the sun to our left. Rising from a trench are two hulking behemoths. One in a white trenchcoat, one in dark black. They both stare forward, one with eyes of green and red, the other with pure white. They step forward slowly, as ghostly images flash by the screen. The Executioner. The ADF II. The Intercontinental Television title. The Everdream Driver. The images flicker and are gone, as these two figures also begin to fill the camera. Again we cut to static and the voice greets us. "There are tenuous alliances..." More digital, typewritten text across the screen. Mike Van Siclen and Todd Cortez - The Spectacle And The Urban Legend - The In Crowd When the camera again cuts back in, we face yet another portion of the battlefield, this time with the sun at our backs. A small stand of trees rustle, and two more figures come forth, in black tights and a tanktop with pants. In the shadow we cast, all we can see are their eyes. They also stalk forward, and we zoom in on their unwavering eyes. They look at each other, as ghostly images seem to reflect in their eyes. The Riot Act. The shine of gold, of titles lost. The Urban Assault. That Special Place. Again we pull back, and as the camera begins to fade to static, the narrating voice again speaks. "And finally...some people are just assholes." Toxxic and Jimmy Liston - The Straight Edger and the Demon - Psychological Warfare And when the camera comes up once more, the sun is predictably off to our right. A ruined tank sits here, but the top pops open and two figures climb out, standing tall atop the tank. One wears a Dare To Resist Drugs and Violence t-shirt, while the other looks certifiably insane. As they climb down the tank's body, images can be seen in the metal. The Toxxic Shock Syndrome. The Damnation. The Hardcore Gamers Championship. The Demonic Edge. The images are lost as the duo step over them, and the camera cuts to static, finally pulling back as the narrating voice greets us once more. "But in true battle, friendships are tenuous...and friends can become foes..." And more text, spelling out the ominous fate of this foursome. Triple Title, Four Way Tag Match. The Intercontinental Television, Hardcore Gamers, and Tag Team Championships. The camera shows an airborne view of the battlefield. Each team stands at one of the compass points, all staring evenly at each other. The Trinity members, Wild and Dangerous, the In Crowd, and Psychological Warfare. They all stare at each other, even their own partners, as a loud whistling fills the air. A bomb falls in between the teams and explodes, filling the screen with fire! And within the billowing, explosive flames, the faces of the eight men float, expressing different emotions. Calm. Angry. Cocky. Focused. Determined. And in between these faces, the four gold belts that are at stake hover. And the sound of a song. To be precise, a song by Tool. It is called "Schism." The poetry that comes From the squaring off between And the circling is worth it Finding beauty in the dissonance We fade to black, but the sound of a typewriter clicks and for the final time, text scrolls across the screen. SWF Battleground Sunday April 25th, 2004. Book Now. War Has Never Been So Much Fun. Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Toxxic 0 Report post Posted April 22, 2004 War HAS never been so much fun! Love that ad. It's great. Even if i'm "just an asshole". Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Dace59 0 Report post Posted April 22, 2004 Feel the hype people, feel the hype. Tis all great stuff J. Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
The Ill One 0 Report post Posted April 22, 2004 (Y)~! Man this show could be great. Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Guest Aecas Report post Posted April 22, 2004 Could be great yes and hopefully it will be. But that was a very nice promo. Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
