Post by Tyrone "Crazy Boy" Smith on Aug 7, 2015 14:43:07 GMT -5
"Do you want to know why I am called Crazy Boy? Do you really want to know how I got my moniker and turned out the way I am?"
The scene opens on a bench on the beachfront in front of his house in Biloxi, Mississippi. The calm gulf wind is softly blowing his hair around his face. He is staring out in the distance in the gulf, watching a couple of boats sail by miles out in the horizon. He has a cigarette in his left hand, burning slowly. He smiles and takes a huge drag off his cancer stick as he continues to speak.
"It has a double meaning, surprisingly. When I was in high school and just starting out my wrestling career, I was known to do some crazy, awe-inspiring moves, whether off the top rope or right in the middle of the squared circle. I was very young back then, perhaps 17 or 18, and people just starting to say "Look at that Crazy Boy doing what he is doing in that ring" and I guess the moniker kind of stuck. I am willing to do anything and everything in the ring to get the job done, and put my body on the line day in and day out."
Crazy Boy lifts up one of his arm sleeves to reveal deep scars and cuts that have been formed throughout his years of wrestling. He also points to one of the scars that is under his right eye. He smiles again and continues to speak.
"I also have mental instability. I am sometimes just completely off of my rocker, to the point where I hear voices in my head and a whole different personality comes out, a darker, more sinister, more uncaring personality. So not only I'm crazy IN the ring, I'm crazy OUT of the ring. And you don't want to know what happens when you provoke someone who is mentally unstable."
Another grin appears on the face of the Crazy One as he sighs, taking another drag off of his cigarette, his focus shifting to a couple of people walking down the beach with their dog.
"Some of you may be wondering why I am bringing this up now, since this is pretty much public knowledge and most of you guys know about some of my backstory already. This is pretty much a question that I have been getting asked a lot recently for some reason so I decided to air the laundry, as one would call it."
Tyrone cackles as another drag is taken off the cigarette, his voice sounding deep and gravely as he gestures expansively, continuing to speak.
"There have been reasons over the years why I have been wary of tag teams. I've been screwed over on way than more than one occasion. From NAFW to IWL, it seems like a tag team that looks like to be successful, it always comes and bites me in the ass." From Snake turning on me and trusting in a damn volleyball to Andy D wanting to break away to do his singles career, there hasn't been anything that has gone right in my tag team career."
Tyrone flicks the cigarette butt to the side in a stangely placed ashtray and coughs softly to himself. He sighs and closes his eyes, seemingly lost in thought. His smile turns to more of a serious look on his face as his voice sounds forcefully angry.
"Even with El Musculo and Crazy Muscles earlier in my PCW career, although highly successful, could not grab the brass ring and win the big one. We had multiple tries and failed, and afterwards, he disappeared. Again, I was left in the dark and I focused on my singles career which seemed to go nowhere for the longest time."
Tyrone cackles as he reopens his eyes and stares right into the camera that is place precariously in the sand next to the bench. The wind picks up in speed, his long blonde hair tussling around his face. He straightens it out and smiles slyly.
"As for the (un)Stable, they are one of the first people in the business that treats me like I am part of a family and have a sense of belonging. They have given me a sense of purpose and direction that noone has in a very long time, not counting my family of course. They are like my new wrestling family. We all have a lot of mental problems and share the same common goal: to take down the tyranny that is the Black Hand.
I can't help it if I added a little of my own taste in it when I wanted to settle this with High Tide once and for all. It's just an added bonus for me really. There was a little speed bump with Crazy Power when we fell a little short against the UnHoly Alliance, but at least the Sea Men didn't win and get their chance at the Tag team titles themselves, so that is a little bit of a bonus."
You starting to see a theme here? Everything over my career has bitten me in the ass in the long run, but I feel much more confident and believe that I can get the job done more than I ever have with the (un)Stable. Saniti, Alexa and everyone has pointed me in the right direction, now we just have to cross the finish line." [/color]
The Crazy One chuckles softly to himself as he continues to speak, watching a group of people start to play some beach volleyball.
"I don't underestimate anyone,especially when it comes to a clusterfuck of a match like it is at Return to Glory VI. It's one of those instances that no matter what you do, you can truly not prepare of what is to come. So many tag teams vying for the same thing: a chance at the reinstated PCW Tag Team Championships. Everyone is trying to make their statement and stamp their place in the PCW Heirachy, and I can respect that.
But you made one fatal mistake. Everyone seems to underestimate me and Alexa. Just because we have one teamed up a couple of times doesn't mean we don't know each other very well. We have faced each other so many times and know each others strengths and weaknesses. We play to each other's faults so well that people won't know what to expect and what will hit them. We may have came up a little short against the UnHoly Alliance, but I promise this is a match that we will not come up short against."
Tyrone gets up from the bench and grabs the camera off the tripod and starts to walk around in the hot sand, the camera bouncing with each step.
"Everyone, I will see you in the ring at Return to Glory VI. You guys have always wanted to see a different side of me, and now you are going to get it. I'm always itching for a good fight and you just brought out the devil in me.
At Return to Glory VI, Crazy Power will show you just how dangerous we can be. WE will be the ones that continues to climb the PCW ladder. We will be the ones that will become the #1 Contenders to the PCW Tag Team Championships and get one step closer to our ultimate goal: taking everything from the Black Hand that they hold dear."
The Crazy One smiles one last time and growls at the camera before using his free hand to cover up the lens and letting this promo fade to black.
Static and fade.
End.
The scene opens on a bench on the beachfront in front of his house in Biloxi, Mississippi. The calm gulf wind is softly blowing his hair around his face. He is staring out in the distance in the gulf, watching a couple of boats sail by miles out in the horizon. He has a cigarette in his left hand, burning slowly. He smiles and takes a huge drag off his cancer stick as he continues to speak.
"It has a double meaning, surprisingly. When I was in high school and just starting out my wrestling career, I was known to do some crazy, awe-inspiring moves, whether off the top rope or right in the middle of the squared circle. I was very young back then, perhaps 17 or 18, and people just starting to say "Look at that Crazy Boy doing what he is doing in that ring" and I guess the moniker kind of stuck. I am willing to do anything and everything in the ring to get the job done, and put my body on the line day in and day out."
Crazy Boy lifts up one of his arm sleeves to reveal deep scars and cuts that have been formed throughout his years of wrestling. He also points to one of the scars that is under his right eye. He smiles again and continues to speak.
"I also have mental instability. I am sometimes just completely off of my rocker, to the point where I hear voices in my head and a whole different personality comes out, a darker, more sinister, more uncaring personality. So not only I'm crazy IN the ring, I'm crazy OUT of the ring. And you don't want to know what happens when you provoke someone who is mentally unstable."
Another grin appears on the face of the Crazy One as he sighs, taking another drag off of his cigarette, his focus shifting to a couple of people walking down the beach with their dog.
"Some of you may be wondering why I am bringing this up now, since this is pretty much public knowledge and most of you guys know about some of my backstory already. This is pretty much a question that I have been getting asked a lot recently for some reason so I decided to air the laundry, as one would call it."
Tyrone cackles as another drag is taken off the cigarette, his voice sounding deep and gravely as he gestures expansively, continuing to speak.
"There have been reasons over the years why I have been wary of tag teams. I've been screwed over on way than more than one occasion. From NAFW to IWL, it seems like a tag team that looks like to be successful, it always comes and bites me in the ass." From Snake turning on me and trusting in a damn volleyball to Andy D wanting to break away to do his singles career, there hasn't been anything that has gone right in my tag team career."
Tyrone flicks the cigarette butt to the side in a stangely placed ashtray and coughs softly to himself. He sighs and closes his eyes, seemingly lost in thought. His smile turns to more of a serious look on his face as his voice sounds forcefully angry.
"Even with El Musculo and Crazy Muscles earlier in my PCW career, although highly successful, could not grab the brass ring and win the big one. We had multiple tries and failed, and afterwards, he disappeared. Again, I was left in the dark and I focused on my singles career which seemed to go nowhere for the longest time."
Tyrone cackles as he reopens his eyes and stares right into the camera that is place precariously in the sand next to the bench. The wind picks up in speed, his long blonde hair tussling around his face. He straightens it out and smiles slyly.
"As for the (un)Stable, they are one of the first people in the business that treats me like I am part of a family and have a sense of belonging. They have given me a sense of purpose and direction that noone has in a very long time, not counting my family of course. They are like my new wrestling family. We all have a lot of mental problems and share the same common goal: to take down the tyranny that is the Black Hand.
I can't help it if I added a little of my own taste in it when I wanted to settle this with High Tide once and for all. It's just an added bonus for me really. There was a little speed bump with Crazy Power when we fell a little short against the UnHoly Alliance, but at least the Sea Men didn't win and get their chance at the Tag team titles themselves, so that is a little bit of a bonus."
You starting to see a theme here? Everything over my career has bitten me in the ass in the long run, but I feel much more confident and believe that I can get the job done more than I ever have with the (un)Stable. Saniti, Alexa and everyone has pointed me in the right direction, now we just have to cross the finish line." [/color]
The Crazy One chuckles softly to himself as he continues to speak, watching a group of people start to play some beach volleyball.
"I don't underestimate anyone,especially when it comes to a clusterfuck of a match like it is at Return to Glory VI. It's one of those instances that no matter what you do, you can truly not prepare of what is to come. So many tag teams vying for the same thing: a chance at the reinstated PCW Tag Team Championships. Everyone is trying to make their statement and stamp their place in the PCW Heirachy, and I can respect that.
But you made one fatal mistake. Everyone seems to underestimate me and Alexa. Just because we have one teamed up a couple of times doesn't mean we don't know each other very well. We have faced each other so many times and know each others strengths and weaknesses. We play to each other's faults so well that people won't know what to expect and what will hit them. We may have came up a little short against the UnHoly Alliance, but I promise this is a match that we will not come up short against."
Tyrone gets up from the bench and grabs the camera off the tripod and starts to walk around in the hot sand, the camera bouncing with each step.
"Everyone, I will see you in the ring at Return to Glory VI. You guys have always wanted to see a different side of me, and now you are going to get it. I'm always itching for a good fight and you just brought out the devil in me.
At Return to Glory VI, Crazy Power will show you just how dangerous we can be. WE will be the ones that continues to climb the PCW ladder. We will be the ones that will become the #1 Contenders to the PCW Tag Team Championships and get one step closer to our ultimate goal: taking everything from the Black Hand that they hold dear."
The Crazy One smiles one last time and growls at the camera before using his free hand to cover up the lens and letting this promo fade to black.
Static and fade.
End.