| NiteBreeD | Date: Thursday, 2011/07/07, 11:56 PM | Message # 1 |
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| ~The scene opens on an empty grass parking lot, in the middle of the night. The quite sound of night creatures rustle. The camera pans right to see a red corvette stingray. The camera moves up to show the car is empty, but a necklace with the initails TF hang from the rearview mirror. The camera continues to pan right and stop again on the front gates of the local cemetery. A soft sound seems to float out of the cemetery. Out of the dark the sounds grows louder as the camera moves closer. As the distance from the sound lessens, the sound can be identified as a pan pipe. As the camera continues to move to the sound, we finally see a figure sitting on a headstone, their back to the camera. The soft melodic tones seem to be coming from this figure. The camera light illuminates the figures back, showing a skin tight, black fishnet shirt, ang mid back length hair. As the light moves over the figures back, the hair seems to be multi-colored. A hand moves as the music stops, waving the camera to come around. As the camera moves around we see the painted face of Talon Frost. He gives a slightly crooked grin to the camera.~
Talon: Cliche? I agree...A figure all dressed in black, sitting all melodramatic like in a graveyard. Who would have thought that would have happened? Yeah well...I like being cliche, I don't give a shit what others think about me.
~He smirks~
Just so everyone knows, my name is Talon Frost, and I am new here in the Empire Wrestling Association...And this is my formal introduction...Now that I am done being formal...this is my chance...to tell you all...as one collective group...to kiss my ass...
~With that he waves the camera man away as he pulls the pan pipe back to his lips and continues to play his slow melodic tune~
To be continued by anyone who feels like it
Message edited by NiteBreeD - Thursday, 2011/07/07, 11:56 PM |
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