Post by ricardofrenches on Jan 14, 2018 17:34:59 GMT
Place: Universe 6
Time: When the earth’s sun is at its Zenith
The camera opens and all we see in a white Georgian style mansion through the gated fence. The exterior looks recently remodeled; the white moldings around the windows looks pristine as the brown brick surrounding them seem to have fresh mortar plastered around them. Our view moves to the left and an oversized hand appears to press on the white intercom button
BBZZZZBBZZBZBZZZ
Voice: "Yes?
"
Camera guy: "Hi, this is Steve from NBW. I’m here to see Ricardo Frenches of the…Frazzel dazzle ramanadingdongs?"
Voice: "Excellent.
"
KA-KLUNK
The gate opens wide to let the black van enter the ground. The land was appeared to be many acres, even driving up to the sublime home seemed like a short road trip. Beyond the high wall that keep the mystery of this place we could see many large fruit trees, from apples to peaches and many animals eating the berries from the large bushes. The animal quietly gazed at the motor vehicle slowly moving on the singular road as it reaches its destination.
After a few minutes he finally turns off the ignition and awkwardly gets out of the van with his recording equipment, he ring the bell and we can hear the echo of Chopin’s Nocturne Opus 9 no.2 playing from inside this 19th century home.
An old man opens the door, dress in a black suit with a white buttoned up shirt. He appeared to be in his late 70’s but still looked quite in good health even with his receding salt and pepper hairline.
Butler: "Yes?" He said in an undermining tone
Steve: "I’m here to see Ricardo Frenches
."
Butler: "You are over an hour late
"
Steve: "Yeah but it was hard fin…
"
The stern butler quickly cuts him off
Butler: "Our Master is waiting for you in his private cabinet. Now follow me, do not make him wait any longer.
"
He then turns around to guide the camera man through the magnificently corridors filled with magnificent art work over rich wall paper of dark green and gold. Steve looked around with the camera so that all could admire it. And after a few turns into what may seem like a maze they finally arrive at his destination
Butler: "Master, your 11 o’clock has finally showed up.
"
The man was quietly gazing at the fire inside the chimney piece. The flames were low with bright red embers at the bottom and you could hear the soft crackling of the wood inside the large room. Speaking of the large room it was mainly lit by the large windows which helped us see the large wooden desk in front of them. The desk was covered with sheets of papers of notes and scribbles next to an ink pen and what the cameraman can only think of a weird alien-ish elephant helmet, all accompanied by a thick leather chair behind it.
The rest of room consisted of two fine leather chairs facing the fire place over a large what seem to be a rug made our of bear fur and the walls, well they weren’t really wall more like massively carved book shelves filled with old and new literature.
He slowly turns around, the light from the fire makes easier to see his pale blond highlights mixed in with his dark long hair. With a long grin he looks at the NBW employee to communicate with him
Ricardo Frenches: "Magnificent, you are finally here. I have imagined how this moment needed to be in my dreams.
"
Steve: "Yes, sorry for the delay, Mr. Pryde sent me to record your first promo for your match this week.
"
Ricardo Frenches: "I appreciate your candor, please do what needs to be done to record the footage of my first masterpiece.
"
The cameraman silently nods, probably thinking about how his boss signed another nut case
Steve: I’ll just set up the camera here in front of the fireplace
After a few minutes he finally signals Mr. Frenches that he’s ready and countdown from 5-4-3-2-1
Ricardo Frenches: "Ahhhhh finaly! It is time for The Razzle Dazzlers of Fantazzmagazzles to make their imprint on NEW BLOOD WRESTLING!
"
He moves his left hand to mimic a mouth that’s opening and closing
"Already words are spreading on the lips of every wrestler. Where do these specimens cometh from? They had never heard of us Brother!
He puts his hand on the fireplace mantel
But you know I am not surprised that these single verse beings never have, for we have braved a many splendor worlds and a many horrible ones.
"
He turns to face the framed picture of his brother that was now near his hand and begins talking to it
"Seeeeee Brobro we are special, we are the chosen, our spirit do not leave to the ethereal vast emptiness of oblivion. NO!
"
Takes a pause and gaze into nothing
"We are reborn with all the memories and emotions that we had gathered in our previous lives…all of them.
"
He slowly turns to face the camera
"We have finally found each other again our path had diverged but we are whole again and will bring magnificent destruction to anyone who stands in our path."
He turns back to stare at his brother’s picture
"They’re already talking about us brother, well one so far, one foolish soul who think that being young and unknowing would be enough to succeed in Universe 6 or that maybe being 6 feet would make him a unstoppable? Remind me Brobro, since when that 6 feet made you a juggernaut? Maybe if it was a 6 feet dick but I digress, I will not lose more micro seconds on someone who can’t even concentrate on conquering one place that he’s having lucid dreams that he thinks he can be champion somewhere else. We have already battled against real men that had such illusion of grandeur to their definite downfall.
"
He moves his head quickly to face the camera again but now with a wide grin on his face
"This week we will face ONE worthy adversary. Throughout the multiverse I have seen many greats of them but none as monumental as this Joe. I have played quantum physic chess against a Mighty Joe before and I will admit, that I was defeated. Many names throughout time and cosmos have come and went but the Joe’s have always stood their ground. I can see behind those eyes Joe that you’ve seen things, experienced what many have not, and we respect that. You use your innocence and joie de vivre to lure your opponents into a false state of security and confidence. And for that, sire you true are the smartest man from this world.
"
He takes a deep breath and is grin turns upside down
"But sadly you were match with an innocent and will be the first victims of The Razzle Dazzlers of Fantazzmagazzles. We are heading toward the tag team gold and we will let no one stand in our way.
You, Joe Smarts will face Abolition!
CUT! This is enough."
Steve: "Great, great. I’ll bring it back to Headquarters as quickly as possible
."
Ricardo Frenches: "Thank you friend; Ben will show you the way out
"
Ben the butler comes back in the room to lead the cameraman. The last image that we see is Ricardo staring outside at his vast estate from the window
Time: When the earth’s sun is at its Zenith
The camera opens and all we see in a white Georgian style mansion through the gated fence. The exterior looks recently remodeled; the white moldings around the windows looks pristine as the brown brick surrounding them seem to have fresh mortar plastered around them. Our view moves to the left and an oversized hand appears to press on the white intercom button
BBZZZZBBZZBZBZZZ
Voice: "Yes?
"
Camera guy: "Hi, this is Steve from NBW. I’m here to see Ricardo Frenches of the…Frazzel dazzle ramanadingdongs?"
Voice: "Excellent.
"
KA-KLUNK
The gate opens wide to let the black van enter the ground. The land was appeared to be many acres, even driving up to the sublime home seemed like a short road trip. Beyond the high wall that keep the mystery of this place we could see many large fruit trees, from apples to peaches and many animals eating the berries from the large bushes. The animal quietly gazed at the motor vehicle slowly moving on the singular road as it reaches its destination.
After a few minutes he finally turns off the ignition and awkwardly gets out of the van with his recording equipment, he ring the bell and we can hear the echo of Chopin’s Nocturne Opus 9 no.2 playing from inside this 19th century home.
An old man opens the door, dress in a black suit with a white buttoned up shirt. He appeared to be in his late 70’s but still looked quite in good health even with his receding salt and pepper hairline.
Butler: "Yes?" He said in an undermining tone
Steve: "I’m here to see Ricardo Frenches
."
Butler: "You are over an hour late
"
Steve: "Yeah but it was hard fin…
"
The stern butler quickly cuts him off
Butler: "Our Master is waiting for you in his private cabinet. Now follow me, do not make him wait any longer.
"
He then turns around to guide the camera man through the magnificently corridors filled with magnificent art work over rich wall paper of dark green and gold. Steve looked around with the camera so that all could admire it. And after a few turns into what may seem like a maze they finally arrive at his destination
Butler: "Master, your 11 o’clock has finally showed up.
"
The man was quietly gazing at the fire inside the chimney piece. The flames were low with bright red embers at the bottom and you could hear the soft crackling of the wood inside the large room. Speaking of the large room it was mainly lit by the large windows which helped us see the large wooden desk in front of them. The desk was covered with sheets of papers of notes and scribbles next to an ink pen and what the cameraman can only think of a weird alien-ish elephant helmet, all accompanied by a thick leather chair behind it.
The rest of room consisted of two fine leather chairs facing the fire place over a large what seem to be a rug made our of bear fur and the walls, well they weren’t really wall more like massively carved book shelves filled with old and new literature.
He slowly turns around, the light from the fire makes easier to see his pale blond highlights mixed in with his dark long hair. With a long grin he looks at the NBW employee to communicate with him
Ricardo Frenches: "Magnificent, you are finally here. I have imagined how this moment needed to be in my dreams.
"
Steve: "Yes, sorry for the delay, Mr. Pryde sent me to record your first promo for your match this week.
"
Ricardo Frenches: "I appreciate your candor, please do what needs to be done to record the footage of my first masterpiece.
"
The cameraman silently nods, probably thinking about how his boss signed another nut case
Steve: I’ll just set up the camera here in front of the fireplace
After a few minutes he finally signals Mr. Frenches that he’s ready and countdown from 5-4-3-2-1
Ricardo Frenches: "Ahhhhh finaly! It is time for The Razzle Dazzlers of Fantazzmagazzles to make their imprint on NEW BLOOD WRESTLING!
"
He moves his left hand to mimic a mouth that’s opening and closing
"Already words are spreading on the lips of every wrestler. Where do these specimens cometh from? They had never heard of us Brother!
He puts his hand on the fireplace mantel
But you know I am not surprised that these single verse beings never have, for we have braved a many splendor worlds and a many horrible ones.
"
He turns to face the framed picture of his brother that was now near his hand and begins talking to it
"Seeeeee Brobro we are special, we are the chosen, our spirit do not leave to the ethereal vast emptiness of oblivion. NO!
"
Takes a pause and gaze into nothing
"We are reborn with all the memories and emotions that we had gathered in our previous lives…all of them.
"
He slowly turns to face the camera
"We have finally found each other again our path had diverged but we are whole again and will bring magnificent destruction to anyone who stands in our path."
He turns back to stare at his brother’s picture
"They’re already talking about us brother, well one so far, one foolish soul who think that being young and unknowing would be enough to succeed in Universe 6 or that maybe being 6 feet would make him a unstoppable? Remind me Brobro, since when that 6 feet made you a juggernaut? Maybe if it was a 6 feet dick but I digress, I will not lose more micro seconds on someone who can’t even concentrate on conquering one place that he’s having lucid dreams that he thinks he can be champion somewhere else. We have already battled against real men that had such illusion of grandeur to their definite downfall.
"
He moves his head quickly to face the camera again but now with a wide grin on his face
"This week we will face ONE worthy adversary. Throughout the multiverse I have seen many greats of them but none as monumental as this Joe. I have played quantum physic chess against a Mighty Joe before and I will admit, that I was defeated. Many names throughout time and cosmos have come and went but the Joe’s have always stood their ground. I can see behind those eyes Joe that you’ve seen things, experienced what many have not, and we respect that. You use your innocence and joie de vivre to lure your opponents into a false state of security and confidence. And for that, sire you true are the smartest man from this world.
"
He takes a deep breath and is grin turns upside down
"But sadly you were match with an innocent and will be the first victims of The Razzle Dazzlers of Fantazzmagazzles. We are heading toward the tag team gold and we will let no one stand in our way.
You, Joe Smarts will face Abolition!
CUT! This is enough."
Steve: "Great, great. I’ll bring it back to Headquarters as quickly as possible
."
Ricardo Frenches: "Thank you friend; Ben will show you the way out
"
Ben the butler comes back in the room to lead the cameraman. The last image that we see is Ricardo staring outside at his vast estate from the window