Post by glasgowbull on Aug 31, 2018 23:46:35 GMT -5
The camera zoom in on a old wooden door, and as it swings open we are immediately welcomed into what a appears a dingy, old bar. As the camera scans the room we a few patrons playing pool, and young bartender flirting with a customer, among many other things. The jukebox plays a somewhat warped sounded version of La Grange by ZZ Top.
The camera final locates it target, former International Champion Wellington Dunne, as he appears to finish whats seems to his 4th pint of Guinness.
With his back still turn to the camera Dunne speaks:
"You know that saying, that lie, the one that says that the definition of insanity is 'trying the same thing over and over expecting a different result every time'. That seems to be how my matches are, the same old cookie cutter bullshit, that seems to only work when it wants to. And, truth be told, had not been for you Caffrey, I might still be doing that exact same thing, you might call yourself the most intelligent person in GWA, but I'm no idiot either. You see when I won the title from Johnny Bulldog, I was as surprised as the rest of the locker room, and I may haste I dubbed it the start of The Age of Rage, without even thinking what it actually meant. Well now I know, The Age of Rage, is a period of pain and violence the likes of which no one as ever seen. A movement so vile, so disgusting, that it probably violates the Geneva Convention, and I have you Caffrey to thank you for making see the light.
Dunne takes another drink
"This Sunday I take on Doomtrain, The Monster, and yet I don't fear him. Cause, win or lose, I'm gonna give him a fight to remember. And, Caffrey I want you to sit there and watch. I want to realize what you helped create, cause when the time is right, I'm coming for you. I coming to take my title back, so I want to spend every waking minute you have with it. Sleep with it, eat with it, shower with it, cause I'm taking it back. You may call yourself The Unlegend but when I finally get a hold of you will be.....
Dunne slams down the beer and spin around in the barstool.
Unrecognizable."