Post by dexterpoint on Aug 30, 2016 7:41:27 GMT -5
-The scene opens up with a look at that familiar basement that the GWA audience has grown accustomed to seeing. Of course, with all the intrusions that this place has seen, some things are still unkempt, others being held together by what appears to be duct tape. The shot keeps moving until it finds Dexter Point standing in front of one display in particular. Pictures can be seen on the shelves, but what stands out is the "Firestarters" banner that adorns the top. Dexter turns around and addresses the viewer-
Here on these walls is memorabilia from when I was just your everyday kid, a pimply faced boy who was amazed at the world of pro wrestling. I collected scrap after scrap of what I thought were going to be my greatest pride. Signed photographs, wrestler biographies, even down to less accepted... articles. Even after amassing these, I found I wanted more, and trained to be a wrestler.
-Dexter looks back again at the shelve before speaking again-
Then I got my own accolades. My own pieces of wrestling history. Trophies, titles, merchandise, all of that will be hard to ever forget or diminish. I made a career out of surprising people, showing the fans things they had never seen before in the GWA. I thought that was going to be what I remembered the most. However, fate has a way to show you what really matters in this life. I had found what I thought was true friendship behind that curtain. People with the same visions I had. No amount of keepsakes can truly come close to that kind of camaraderie and there was one person in particular I felt would never wrong me.
-Dexter motions over to a photo of the now infamous hand shake that started the Pain Syndikate, which later evolved into the Firestarters. The camera pans in for a moment and hangs on that, but when Dexter begins to speak it cuts back to him-
It's you Brewer. When we were both being put on the back burner for stars we felt couldn't hold a candle to the product we were putting out there, we came together to commiserate and planned to do something about that. I thought that through all the trials and success the result was a bond that would never be shattered. When you joined Zero Tolerance, in a way I was happy for you. But when you took it upon yourself to lay me out after that war I had with Rex, I can't help but feel like you used me to prove loyalty to them, while severing the ties with me.
-Dexter's face gets noticeably serious and he raises a fist in reverse to the camera as it keeps panning in on his face-
Make no mistake though, old pal! I'm still the same cunning and fierce strategist you met two years ago. I won't be deferred so easily! I won't simply be cast aside! I know better than anyone else where the tide of change is coming from and you can be certain I'm going to be riding that wave before long.
-The shot then fades out to black.-
Here on these walls is memorabilia from when I was just your everyday kid, a pimply faced boy who was amazed at the world of pro wrestling. I collected scrap after scrap of what I thought were going to be my greatest pride. Signed photographs, wrestler biographies, even down to less accepted... articles. Even after amassing these, I found I wanted more, and trained to be a wrestler.
-Dexter looks back again at the shelve before speaking again-
Then I got my own accolades. My own pieces of wrestling history. Trophies, titles, merchandise, all of that will be hard to ever forget or diminish. I made a career out of surprising people, showing the fans things they had never seen before in the GWA. I thought that was going to be what I remembered the most. However, fate has a way to show you what really matters in this life. I had found what I thought was true friendship behind that curtain. People with the same visions I had. No amount of keepsakes can truly come close to that kind of camaraderie and there was one person in particular I felt would never wrong me.
-Dexter motions over to a photo of the now infamous hand shake that started the Pain Syndikate, which later evolved into the Firestarters. The camera pans in for a moment and hangs on that, but when Dexter begins to speak it cuts back to him-
It's you Brewer. When we were both being put on the back burner for stars we felt couldn't hold a candle to the product we were putting out there, we came together to commiserate and planned to do something about that. I thought that through all the trials and success the result was a bond that would never be shattered. When you joined Zero Tolerance, in a way I was happy for you. But when you took it upon yourself to lay me out after that war I had with Rex, I can't help but feel like you used me to prove loyalty to them, while severing the ties with me.
-Dexter's face gets noticeably serious and he raises a fist in reverse to the camera as it keeps panning in on his face-
Make no mistake though, old pal! I'm still the same cunning and fierce strategist you met two years ago. I won't be deferred so easily! I won't simply be cast aside! I know better than anyone else where the tide of change is coming from and you can be certain I'm going to be riding that wave before long.
-The shot then fades out to black.-