Post by Tyrone "Crazy Boy" Smith on May 9, 2016 13:45:04 GMT -5
"Some things never change over the years. Some things, no matter how much you try to get away from them, always come back to you and beat you over the head, like a hammer driving to your skull. For ten years, I have had to put up with Andy D, and for ten years he has beaten me over and over again. When he left, supposedly taking an indefinite break, I thought I was done. I finally thought I put him behind me. I had my ups and downs in PCW, but I was done with Andy D. But once again, like a tumor, he comes back, becoming a part of my life again. It's like the weird uncle that you wish you never saw again. He leaves and is gone for a long while, but somehow always finds your way back into your life."
A small thwak is heard in the distance.
"Once again, at Trauma 192, I have the "honor" of facing Andy D again in the squared circle. It's like we're connected at the hip. His return match, and out of the dozens of superstar he COULD have faced, he is stuck with me again. It's like we are destined to go to battle until the end of time. The thing is, over the past ten years, this "rivalry" has been completely one-sided. Time and time again Andy D has beaten me. In fact, I do not believe I have beaten Andy D one on one, in well... ever. "
Another thwak can be heard, a little louder, the sounding echoing in the quiet, dark room.
"Many people have been wondering what was next for me in PCW. After failed attempts on winning championships, and once again losing in the first round of the Icemann Invitation Tournament, was was next for me to get back on track?"
A couple more thwak's can be heard as a figure starts to shift into focus, a punching bag in front of him.
"Well, for starters, I plan to get rid of this thorn in my side that has been torturing me for ten years. I will do whatever it takes to FINALLY beat Andy D and get this off of my back once and for all."
The figure shifts into focus as it is finally seen to be PCW Superstar Tyrone "Crazy Boy" Smith. He rears back and hits the punching bag, a loud thwak noise illuminating the room. Sweat drips down his brow, causing his long, blonde hair to stick to his forehead and become a matted mess.
"Andy D can't be lucky forever, can he? I mean, he has beaten me EVERY time in the past ten years, but his luck can't last forever, can it? I mean, he hasn't been in the ring in months, and even though I haven't had the best success in the world, I am in the ring week after week. He HAS to be rusty. He can't be at the condition he usually is, can he?"
Crazy Boy grins from ear to ear as he continues to punch the punching bag, getting more consistent with the punches. The bag quivers with each punch.
"I am going to do everything in my power to make sure I beat Andy D and add that cherry on the icing. I'm here to make a statement once and for all and Trauma 192 is the best way to get my name back on the map finally and get this monkey on my back that has been there for SO DAMN LONG."
A louder thwak as Tyrone's knuckles start to turn white and a shade of red from the impact as the punching bag quivers precariously.
"Let's restart this rivalry again, if we must. But know, that THIS time the outcome will be different. I don't plan to lose to you ANYMORE, Andy. Enough is enough, dammit. 10 years of futility is LONG ENOUGH!"
One last massive punch and the punching bag falls off the chain and crashes on the floor. The Crazy One looks down at his fists and smile, standing over the punching bag for a bit and walks away from the camera, letting this short and sweet promo come to an end.
Static and fade.
End.
A small thwak is heard in the distance.
"Once again, at Trauma 192, I have the "honor" of facing Andy D again in the squared circle. It's like we're connected at the hip. His return match, and out of the dozens of superstar he COULD have faced, he is stuck with me again. It's like we are destined to go to battle until the end of time. The thing is, over the past ten years, this "rivalry" has been completely one-sided. Time and time again Andy D has beaten me. In fact, I do not believe I have beaten Andy D one on one, in well... ever. "
Another thwak can be heard, a little louder, the sounding echoing in the quiet, dark room.
"Many people have been wondering what was next for me in PCW. After failed attempts on winning championships, and once again losing in the first round of the Icemann Invitation Tournament, was was next for me to get back on track?"
A couple more thwak's can be heard as a figure starts to shift into focus, a punching bag in front of him.
"Well, for starters, I plan to get rid of this thorn in my side that has been torturing me for ten years. I will do whatever it takes to FINALLY beat Andy D and get this off of my back once and for all."
The figure shifts into focus as it is finally seen to be PCW Superstar Tyrone "Crazy Boy" Smith. He rears back and hits the punching bag, a loud thwak noise illuminating the room. Sweat drips down his brow, causing his long, blonde hair to stick to his forehead and become a matted mess.
"Andy D can't be lucky forever, can he? I mean, he has beaten me EVERY time in the past ten years, but his luck can't last forever, can it? I mean, he hasn't been in the ring in months, and even though I haven't had the best success in the world, I am in the ring week after week. He HAS to be rusty. He can't be at the condition he usually is, can he?"
Crazy Boy grins from ear to ear as he continues to punch the punching bag, getting more consistent with the punches. The bag quivers with each punch.
"I am going to do everything in my power to make sure I beat Andy D and add that cherry on the icing. I'm here to make a statement once and for all and Trauma 192 is the best way to get my name back on the map finally and get this monkey on my back that has been there for SO DAMN LONG."
A louder thwak as Tyrone's knuckles start to turn white and a shade of red from the impact as the punching bag quivers precariously.
"Let's restart this rivalry again, if we must. But know, that THIS time the outcome will be different. I don't plan to lose to you ANYMORE, Andy. Enough is enough, dammit. 10 years of futility is LONG ENOUGH!"
One last massive punch and the punching bag falls off the chain and crashes on the floor. The Crazy One looks down at his fists and smile, standing over the punching bag for a bit and walks away from the camera, letting this short and sweet promo come to an end.
Static and fade.
End.
