Promo: broken glass

[Guest WrestlingDeacon]

(The camera fades in on a dark, nighttime rooftop.  Smoke floats lazily up out of a series of chimneys.  A man’s back is seen in the shadows standing near the edge of the building.  He is shrouded in a long black coat and the outline of a bird can be made out perched on his right shoulder.  The camera slowly zooms in and sweeps around, until it achieves an angle right off of the building and slightly below the roof.)

 

(Grimacing with his left leg propped up on the roof’s high ledge is Frost.  His face and body is bathed in soft moonlight.  Underneath his jacket he wears his wrestling tights and no shirt.  The bird on his shoulder is clearly a stuffed, dead owl.)

 

Frost: (almost whimsically as he stares off into the night) “I do not know what you see up here Vanguard.  A gritty, grimy city below me with the sounds of gunshots and crying babies does not inspire me to justice.  But then again, so little does in this world.  I do give you one thing, it is quite, refreshingly cold here.”

 

(He raises his right hand, bent at the elbow to stroke the head of the owl on his shoulder.)

 

Frost: “I also must say that I understand your love for creatures of the night.  They are brilliant, majestic animals; surviving on their wits and cunning.  I caught this owl in an empty barn one frozen night in my home of Iceland.  She had just caught a half starved rat and was busy picking the bones when I snuck up from behind and snapped her neck with one hand.  I must say that your Nightwatch would make a great partner for her and a prime addition to my collection of self-done taxidermy.  Maybe I’ll make them into a pair of bookends.”

 

(Frost chuckles slightly and reaches down below the ledge, out of camera shot, to hoist up a clear bag filled with shards of broken glass.  The moonlight catches the bits and pieces and spray prismic light as the bag twirls in the wind.)

 

Frost: “After you bravely (sarcasm drips in his voice) jumped through that window to claim victory in the mall brawl this past Wednesday I spent painstaking hours in the garage of the mall collecting the shards you left behind.  Scraps of your costume here, traces of your blood there.  Specks of you, now in my possession.  (he lowers the bag back down and points at the camera)  Specks I will return to you very soon when I FORCE FEED THAT WHOLE BAG TO YOU!  WHEN I POUR THAT BROKEN GLASS DOWN YOUR SLITTING THROAT!

 

(Frost seethes with rage, breathing heard between clenched teeth.)

 

Frost: “And don’t think I have forgot about you T-Bone.  You can ask Kojack on that one.  You can ask Kojack how it felt to be my surrogate for you when I drove him through a chair and covered him in steak sauce in your stead.  DeKindes, you better stay out of my way, but I’ll be more than happy to add you to my list of destruction if you want me too this Saturday.  But you are at the top of that list now Vanguard and vindication…WILL…BE…MINE!!!!!!!!”

 

(Frost slits his thumb across his throat in a violent gesture as the camera fades out.)

[Guest]

Damit! That was a extremely awsome promo, Frost!

[Guest Ash Ketchum]

Niiiice.

[Guest]

I'm like scared to face you Saturday...

 

 

NOT!

 

 

Sweet promo though...that was rockin' dude!

[Guest Insanityman]

Awesome promo, as many have said Frost your going somewhere fast. Just be patient.