Promo: Hardcore Fraternity?!?

[Guest Fratastic]

A dark, dimly light room is displayed with the only light coming from candles on a wall. Several robed figures are seen standing in a line against a wall. The robes are dark red, like the color of fresh blood, and have all the hoods up covering up any face that may be seen. An organ is heard in the background as the robed figures begin humming in unison, like perfect harmony. An eerie feeling is created as suddenly a taller robed figure walks out from the line and faces the camera-- not revealing a single detail about his appearance at all, until the usual smirk is seen from beneath the hooded shadow and you can only see those pearly whites of Martin Hunt's do the talking as still no evident facial feature is seen besides the mouth.

 

Hunt: As you can see Dustin, come Saturday, you won't just be taking me on to defend your Hardcore Title, but you will also be taking on a whole new faction. A Pi Kappa Phi fraternity that is bound together by brothers. A unit that builds common faith, trust, and brotherhood amongst their members. I would bleed and sweat for these guys, I would take a bullet and stand up to any fight for these guys. Hell, I would die for these guys-- much less destroy a so-called Hardcore Champion who seemed to luckily have a belt find its way around his waist. ::screaming into the camera:: BULLSHIT!!

 

Martin motions his robed hand up as he seems to be carrying an old wooden louisville slugger, pointing it up at the ceiling as several of the robed figures all pull out weapons to match. A huge rusted chain is swung from one member, a 50lb sledgehammer is seen in the two hands of another member ready to crack bones, one brother carries a pony keg under one arm tapping it lightly daring anyone to challenge Pi Kappa Phi, and the only remaining weapon to be seen is something that resembles two empty bottles of liquor. Hunt comes back into focus and dominates the scene with the only thing visible in his background are the weapons being displayed.

 

Hunt: Most people around here have come to disregard me as some sort of lackey, a newbie struggling to climb the ladder, some waste of space... but the main thing is, and facts speak for themselves that I have always remained in the ranks. I have established two title shots and more importantly, I have wrestled with this federation's top stars and proved a valuable asset. ::begins banging the bat in his opposite hand:: You see Dustin, come hell or high water that hardcore title will be mine! Whether I have to beat it out of you or have my brothers beat it out of you!

 

The dark figures begin lightly chanting Pi Kapp, Pi Kapp as Martin continues..

 

Hunt: Shine your belt up, take a few more pictures with it because Saturday night it is coming home to the fraternity house! Cause Ya' Know I have learned something, wrestling requires four solid skills, number one obviously skill, number two charisma, number three total disregard for yourself and others.. I like that rule especially since every weekend I seem to disregard my limits with alcohol and other substances. And last but definitely not least, always have an upper hand to play, ever since Chris Moneymaker won the World Series of Poker, I have known how to gain and play out every possible hand through life and now through wrestling. You see Ryan I have an upper hand in tomorrow's match, not just because I have my whole fraternity in the mix and I'm in my own home court, but because I have a sadastic pleasure in punishing others. Probably first started off abusing pledges with harsh hazing rituals, but now it has grown to beating the life out of someone. ::long pause then a usual cocky smirk is seen as Martin pulls the ritualistic like hood down revealing his whole face:: There is no possible way you could escape the wrath of this house, and just to be certain, I have a special referee planned for our match-- someone that should be fair and honorable in his duties to me, err the match, he shall be revealed tomorrow night ready to reside as referee. So I bid you one last day to pay respects to your hardcore title and to get ready to pay your FRATERNITY DUES!!

 

Martin swings the bat and knocks out the camera man as the camera falls to the ground and lands sideways displaying a crooked picture. All the robed figures leave the area as the candles fade out, eventually blowing out as the last image is blood spilling from the head of the camera man.....

[Toxxic 0]

Erm... right.

 

You know, generally we avoid killing SWF staff. It gets a bit messy. Plus, having a bunch of robed acolytes tends to be more of a religious gimmick thing... unless you're going for a redneck Ku Klux Klan vibe, which COULD work but...

 

So yeah. What the fuck?

[Angel_Grace_Blue 0]

Erm... right.

 

You know, generally we avoid killing SWF staff. It gets a bit messy. Plus, having a bunch of robed acolytes tends to be more of a religious gimmick thing... unless you're going for a redneck Ku Klux Klan vibe, which COULD work but...

 

So yeah. What the fuck?

Redneck KKK, Toxxy? That's what it is. It's like saying you're going for a drug-free straight-edge vibe. Silly goose.

[Guest Fratastic]

Exactly, besides the robes were meant to be for a ritualistic stand point as fraternities do several rituals where robes and other costumes are worn for sacred meaning and secracy...

[Thoth 0]

Let's see... Robes... rituals... bloodletting...

 

Yeah.

 

WHY DOES EVERYONE RIP OFF THE CLAN

[Guest Fratastic]

LoL, I doubt the Klan's rituals are like a fraternities... especially since no racism is involved in 'em

[Guest Tonights Highlite]

Good promo. It gives a good idea of the tone of this match. That tone being I'm in trouble. I guess I better come up with something interesting for my match...

[Angel_Grace_Blue 0]

LoL, I doubt the Klan's rituals are like a fraternities... especially since no racism is involved in 'em

No, the Clan. A group of creepy sadistic creepy guys who were creepy. A SWF/IGNWF stable of pretty successful guys. They include current markers, Kibagami and Thoth.

 

Huzzah for the Clan, for the Clan = ML PRIDE, BITCHES!

[Guest Fratastic]

wow i didn't know that... sounds like my kind of group but i would prolly change gimmicks to fit with their style