Post by tripp on Jun 14, 2008 18:43:33 GMT
.:Jenna:.
Its been rumored that The Rated HXC Superstar himself is in the building tonight!
.:Homeless Harry:.
Oh boy, when is he gonna get over himself and just leave already?
.:Jenna:.
If you haven't realized, he has been gone for months.
.:Homeless Harry:.
Okay, okay whatever.
Suddenly the lights go out, as there is only a blue ish mist coming out from the stage area. A strange buzzing noise fills the arena, like a noise a television would make when its first warming up to display images. The titan tron then turns on, showing blurred images of wrestling matches. A piano then begins to play in the background, very subtle but then gets progressively louder. It then stops at one image, one man standing underneath an old withered tree on a cold breezy night. The man's head is hung low, then it springs up as his eyes are glowing blue, the image then quickly expands and seems to go directly in to the glowing blue eyes. Huge blue explosions go off from every corner of the titan tron as The Devil's Own by Five Finger Death Punch www.youtube.com/watch?v=AaIa5RgzLQY begins to blast out of the speakers, filling the arena with a loud metal genre tune. Out of no where that very same man from the titan tron is seen stepping out on to the entrance from the stage.
[glow=black,3,300]"Where did I go wrong? Who was I supposed to be?
No matter what I've done, you've always criticized me
Where did I go wrong? Who was I supposed to be?
When it's said and done, will you remember..."[/glow]
He keeps his head low, as he looks across all the fans screaming and cheering for him. Tripp then punches out his right arm to his side, blue flames shoot out of the right side of the stage. He then jolts out his left arm to his side, and the same effect happens except this time to the left side of the stage. Tripp slowly raises both arms, and forms an X with them above his head. He nods his head up and down as the fans cheer for him. The camera then flashes to a sign a fan is holding, it reads simply.. "The Rated HXC Superstar Jakob Van Tripp". Tripp grins at the fan who is holding the sign and they begin to scream even louder. He continues his way down the ramp as he slowly unbuttons the front of his black suit coat. Tripp suddenly comes to a stop when he reaches the silver steel steps of the ring. He grabs a hold of his black rimmed beanie and tosses it in to the crowd, as almost a semi riot is started from fighting over the Rated HXC Superstar's beanie.
.:Andrew:.
Ladies and gentlemen.. Please welcome The Rated HXC Superstar, Tripp!!
[glow=black,3,300]"It's because of you I'm broken
It's because of you I'm dead inside
I never asked to be here
It's because of you I'm godforsaken
I never wanted this
It's because of you I'm dead inside"[/glow]
He then un wraps his multi colored scarf from around his neck, and also tosses it in to the crowd. Tripp takes a step up on to the first steel step out of the three, and looks through all of the fans on their feet. He smiles knowing almost no one has made these fans anymore happy then he has over the past. The Rated HXC Superstar then picks his foot up and plants it on the next step up, and then proceeds to the next. He then puts one foot on to the outside ring curtain, as he spins around and crosses his arms in to an X once again facing the stage. This time two streams of blue pyro burst from the stage area, forming a huge X.
[glow=black,3,300]"Fuck!
Father, bastard, I'm the Devil's very own
Mother, know not, just who I've become
Father, hate me, for being all your not
Mother's baby, I hate what I've become
I hate what I've become
I hate what I've become"[/glow]
Tripp turns back around and puts one leg through the second rope, ducks down with the rest f his body, and then as soon as that foot is in the ring, he brings the other one in to it as well. He stands straight up, looking to the sky. Tripp brings his head back down and looks at the referee and then streams over to the ring announcer. The Rated HXC Superstar then jogs over to the turnbuckle, and jumps on to the second rope with such grace. He then streams through the crowd once again, as he lowers his head and takes off his thick rimmed black sunglasses. He points to a different fan holding up their Jakob Van Tripp sign, and tosses his glasses to them. The fan shrieks in rejoice as she screams out, "I love you Jakob!" Tripp winks at her, and then begins to take off his black suit coat. By taking the black coat off, it reveals his Ozzy Osbourne tee shirt. He jumps off the second rope and hands his jacket to the referee. He then asks the announcer for his microphone.
тнє яαтє∂ нχ¢ šυρєяšтαя/●/тяιρρ/●/
Hey everybody, remember me?
The crowd scream back inaudible words, and it just comes out to be a cluster of loud yells.
тнє яαтє∂ нχ¢ šυρєяšтαя/●/тяιρρ/●/
So.. was that a yes?!
The crowd screams back even louder this time as Tripp is somewhat surprised by the reaction.
тнє яαтє∂ нχ¢ šυρєяšтαя/●/тяιρρ/●/
Oh, alright then. Well it's good to be missed, but unfortunately its not to great to be the one who misses. And as all of you think I'm talking about you, the fans. I happen to actually be talking about myself.
The fans get eager to hear what Tripp says next. Is he coming back?
тнє яαтє∂ нχ¢ šυρєяšтαя/●/тяιρρ/●/
BUT! On another sad note, I can not return to the ring for quite sometime. I just had surgery to repair my majorly messed up knee.
The crowd seems to sink back into their seats a bit as Tripp reveals a saddening blow straight to the hearts of these ICW fans.
тнє яαтє∂ нχ¢ šυρєяšтαя/●/тяιρρ/●/
Well come on, come on. It's not that bad. I personally will make sure to be around more, whether it be on commentary, behind a desk...
Tripp seems to stop at that idea, and smirk a little bit.
тнє яαтє∂ нχ¢ šυρєяšтαя/●/тяιρρ/●/
If anyone out there wants me in the General Manager desk.. scream out hell yeah!
The fans respond back with a huge scream of hell yeah. as Tripp smiles on.
тнє яαтє∂ нχ¢ šυρєяšтαя/●/тяιρρ/●/
Anyone in the back wanna help me out here?
Its been rumored that The Rated HXC Superstar himself is in the building tonight!
.:Homeless Harry:.
Oh boy, when is he gonna get over himself and just leave already?
.:Jenna:.
If you haven't realized, he has been gone for months.
.:Homeless Harry:.
Okay, okay whatever.
Suddenly the lights go out, as there is only a blue ish mist coming out from the stage area. A strange buzzing noise fills the arena, like a noise a television would make when its first warming up to display images. The titan tron then turns on, showing blurred images of wrestling matches. A piano then begins to play in the background, very subtle but then gets progressively louder. It then stops at one image, one man standing underneath an old withered tree on a cold breezy night. The man's head is hung low, then it springs up as his eyes are glowing blue, the image then quickly expands and seems to go directly in to the glowing blue eyes. Huge blue explosions go off from every corner of the titan tron as The Devil's Own by Five Finger Death Punch www.youtube.com/watch?v=AaIa5RgzLQY begins to blast out of the speakers, filling the arena with a loud metal genre tune. Out of no where that very same man from the titan tron is seen stepping out on to the entrance from the stage.
[glow=black,3,300]"Where did I go wrong? Who was I supposed to be?
No matter what I've done, you've always criticized me
Where did I go wrong? Who was I supposed to be?
When it's said and done, will you remember..."[/glow]
He keeps his head low, as he looks across all the fans screaming and cheering for him. Tripp then punches out his right arm to his side, blue flames shoot out of the right side of the stage. He then jolts out his left arm to his side, and the same effect happens except this time to the left side of the stage. Tripp slowly raises both arms, and forms an X with them above his head. He nods his head up and down as the fans cheer for him. The camera then flashes to a sign a fan is holding, it reads simply.. "The Rated HXC Superstar Jakob Van Tripp". Tripp grins at the fan who is holding the sign and they begin to scream even louder. He continues his way down the ramp as he slowly unbuttons the front of his black suit coat. Tripp suddenly comes to a stop when he reaches the silver steel steps of the ring. He grabs a hold of his black rimmed beanie and tosses it in to the crowd, as almost a semi riot is started from fighting over the Rated HXC Superstar's beanie.
.:Andrew:.
Ladies and gentlemen.. Please welcome The Rated HXC Superstar, Tripp!!
[glow=black,3,300]"It's because of you I'm broken
It's because of you I'm dead inside
I never asked to be here
It's because of you I'm godforsaken
I never wanted this
It's because of you I'm dead inside"[/glow]
He then un wraps his multi colored scarf from around his neck, and also tosses it in to the crowd. Tripp takes a step up on to the first steel step out of the three, and looks through all of the fans on their feet. He smiles knowing almost no one has made these fans anymore happy then he has over the past. The Rated HXC Superstar then picks his foot up and plants it on the next step up, and then proceeds to the next. He then puts one foot on to the outside ring curtain, as he spins around and crosses his arms in to an X once again facing the stage. This time two streams of blue pyro burst from the stage area, forming a huge X.
[glow=black,3,300]"Fuck!
Father, bastard, I'm the Devil's very own
Mother, know not, just who I've become
Father, hate me, for being all your not
Mother's baby, I hate what I've become
I hate what I've become
I hate what I've become"[/glow]
Tripp turns back around and puts one leg through the second rope, ducks down with the rest f his body, and then as soon as that foot is in the ring, he brings the other one in to it as well. He stands straight up, looking to the sky. Tripp brings his head back down and looks at the referee and then streams over to the ring announcer. The Rated HXC Superstar then jogs over to the turnbuckle, and jumps on to the second rope with such grace. He then streams through the crowd once again, as he lowers his head and takes off his thick rimmed black sunglasses. He points to a different fan holding up their Jakob Van Tripp sign, and tosses his glasses to them. The fan shrieks in rejoice as she screams out, "I love you Jakob!" Tripp winks at her, and then begins to take off his black suit coat. By taking the black coat off, it reveals his Ozzy Osbourne tee shirt. He jumps off the second rope and hands his jacket to the referee. He then asks the announcer for his microphone.
тнє яαтє∂ нχ¢ šυρєяšтαя/●/тяιρρ/●/
Hey everybody, remember me?
The crowd scream back inaudible words, and it just comes out to be a cluster of loud yells.
тнє яαтє∂ нχ¢ šυρєяšтαя/●/тяιρρ/●/
So.. was that a yes?!
The crowd screams back even louder this time as Tripp is somewhat surprised by the reaction.
тнє яαтє∂ нχ¢ šυρєяšтαя/●/тяιρρ/●/
Oh, alright then. Well it's good to be missed, but unfortunately its not to great to be the one who misses. And as all of you think I'm talking about you, the fans. I happen to actually be talking about myself.
The fans get eager to hear what Tripp says next. Is he coming back?
тнє яαтє∂ нχ¢ šυρєяšтαя/●/тяιρρ/●/
BUT! On another sad note, I can not return to the ring for quite sometime. I just had surgery to repair my majorly messed up knee.
The crowd seems to sink back into their seats a bit as Tripp reveals a saddening blow straight to the hearts of these ICW fans.
тнє яαтє∂ нχ¢ šυρєяšтαя/●/тяιρρ/●/
Well come on, come on. It's not that bad. I personally will make sure to be around more, whether it be on commentary, behind a desk...
Tripp seems to stop at that idea, and smirk a little bit.
тнє яαтє∂ нχ¢ šυρєяšтαя/●/тяιρρ/●/
If anyone out there wants me in the General Manager desk.. scream out hell yeah!
The fans respond back with a huge scream of hell yeah. as Tripp smiles on.
тнє яαтє∂ нχ¢ šυρєяšтαя/●/тяιρρ/●/
Anyone in the back wanna help me out here?
[glow=black,2,300]To Be Continued by a GM or Desperado..[/glow]