EFNW Wrestling :: The Science of Evil

Leon Jackson is walking backstage, using his Samsung Galaxy Ace.

ot: ill be on later, wow i hate being busy lol

Mitch wrote:

The Truth Has Set Me Free wrote:

Angel Rodriguez is stewing over Marcus Kane.

*A demonic laugh is heard where Angel is*

Angel clambers to his feet and looks around.

AR: Where are you, Kane?

Alex Nova is walking around sipping a coke

Zoey is lifting weights in the gym

"The Tyrant", "The Anti-Hero" & "The Best in the Motherfucking World" Harry Jones has ascended from the basement to the second story of the EFNW Wrestling HQ. As he motions towards the office of new EFNW General Manager, Robert Cairo, Dustin Shore emerges from the office! Shore approaches Jones and kicks off what is sure to be a very emotional confrontation!

[Kevin Evans is walking around aimless not knowing what to do.]

Hazza wrote:

"The Tyrant", "The Anti-Hero" & "The Best in the Motherfucking World" Harry Jones has ascended from the basement to the second story of the EFNW Wrestling HQ. As he motions towards the office of new EFNW General Manager, Robert Cairo, Dustin Shore emerges from the office! Shore approaches Jones and kicks off what is sure to be a very emotional confrontation!

*Dustin sees Harry Jones, and his good mood goes sour.*

Dustin Shore: Harry Jones...I was just talking to Robert Cairo, the GM. You know who he is, right? I was explaining to him how exciting a rematch between myself and Cyrus Black would be...especially if the title is still in his possession and is on the line. Hell of an idea, don't you think?

Oriadon wrote:

Hazza wrote:

"The Tyrant", "The Anti-Hero" & "The Best in the Motherfucking World" Harry Jones has ascended from the basement to the second story of the EFNW Wrestling HQ. As he motions towards the office of new EFNW General Manager, Robert Cairo, Dustin Shore emerges from the office! Shore approaches Jones and kicks off what is sure to be a very emotional confrontation!

*Dustin sees Harry Jones, and his good mood goes sour.*

Dustin Shore: Harry Jones...I was just talking to Robert Cairo, the GM. You know who he is, right? I was explaining to him how exciting a rematch between myself and Cyrus Black would be...especially if the title is still in his possession and is on the line. Hell of an idea, don't you think?

*Robert Cairo walks out of his office and pats Dustin on the back*
Cairo: Quite the idea. Now if you gentlemen will excuse me, I have a speech to deliver to the EFNW Universe.
*Cairo walks away while adjusting his tie*

Oriadon wrote:

Hazza wrote:

"The Tyrant", "The Anti-Hero" & "The Best in the Motherfucking World" Harry Jones has ascended from the basement to the second story of the EFNW Wrestling HQ. As he motions towards the office of new EFNW General Manager, Robert Cairo, Dustin Shore emerges from the office! Shore approaches Jones and kicks off what is sure to be a very emotional confrontation!

*Dustin sees Harry Jones, and his good mood goes sour.*

Dustin Shore: Harry Jones...I was just talking to Robert Cairo, the GM. You know who he is, right? I was explaining to him how exciting a rematch between myself and Cyrus Black would be...especially if the title is still in his possession and is on the line. Hell of an idea, don't you think?

Harry Jones: "That is probably the most mentally handicapped idea that I've ever heard. Dustin, you aren't an athlete; you are sort-of like a visual cancer. You are always there -- No matter how fucking horrible you are, you are always just...there! Giving you a rematch with Cyrus Black wouldn't do any justice to the cause; and it definitely wouldn't do any justice to me, considering that as it stands ... I want you dead!"

Harry takes a brief moment to collect his thoughts.

Harry Jones: "Dustin, you're too deluded and self-absorbed to see the disparity of your situation. For no matter how hard you try and stop me ... You will fall! You're too thickheaded and ignorant to acknowledge the fact that I am far more talented than you, and every other wrestler in the industry! You can take home the title of CWW's best, making you the figurehead of a dead promotion, whilst I ascend to the top in companies that are actually relevant! Jake Lyndon thought he was the best! Marcus Kane thought he was the best! Surge thought he was the best! Kevin Evans thought he was the best! Twista XL thought he was the best! But they were all disproved! You may think that I am arrogant; or even self-obsessed; but you are too shallow to see through the white lines, because unlike me; you lack TRUE pride! There will never be another Harry Jones!"

OT: No point continuing this. I'm writing a promo now.

Leon Jackson arrives at the arena, feeling happy as he walks around.

Welcome Home by Coheed and Cambria roars to live as the crowd gets on their feet, anticipation thick in the air for everyone's favorite wrestler (including yours). The anticipation is cut by thunderous applause as Cyrus Black emerges from behind the curtain, a Cheshire grin on his face and the EFNW World Title resting on his shoulder. He casually strolls down the ramp to the ring, wearing a simple pair of slacks and a black, hooded sweatshirt with the phrase "Believe in Truth" printed on the back. He rolls into the ring as he holds aloft the World Title much to the jubilation of the crowd. As his music dies down, Cyrus motions for a microphone, which one of the ringside crewmen hands him.

Cyrus Black: You know, I'm beginning to suspect that I'm not wanted here in EFNW.

This elicits a loud "boo" from the crowd, along with a "Cyrus Black!" chant.

Cyrus Black: Don't get me wrong, I've no intention of going anywhere, especially considering that I am the EFNW World Heavyweight Champion and pretty much the best wrestler on this company's roster. But lately it seems that everybody and their grandmother on the roster wants to see me leave. And while that could be because I've beaten just about everybody that Jones or Cairo or whoever's running this company these days has thrown at me, I think it's something completely different. You know, the Long and Winding Road teaches us that a man will think himself to be better than he truly is and try to convince himself of that, which breeds nothing but delusions and suffering. Harry Jones was such a man...he had deluded himself into thinking that he was better than he was, better than me. And all it got him was two consecutive World Title match losses and a nagging pain in the ass called Dustin Shore. And before Harry comes out here and cries foul about Dustin Shore sticking his nose in that last match we had...that doesn't change the fact that you lost the Ladder Match, which I remind you was the match you wanted. So yeah, moving on...

The fans in attendance seem to be getting into it as another round of cheers comes Cyrus's way.

Cyrus Black: And now, most recently, a young punk by the name of Alex Nova has sprouted up. As you probably already know...or maybe not, the kid doesn't leave much of an impression, he's the newest #1 Contender to my World Title, and he'll be getting his shot at the next PPV. And just like the last #1 Contender I had to murder, this new one's got it in his head that for whatever reason, he's better than me. I remind you that I'm the guy who's won World Titles in every company he's competed in and Alex Nova's the guy who lost his Revolution Championship in the span of about a month. But here's where it gets really stupid...Alex has also gotten it in his head that he's immune to my "mind games" and how I'm not getting into his head.

Cyrus pauses for a minute to let this sink in before...

Cyrus Black: BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!

Cyrus continues laughing for a few seconds before regaining his composure.

Cyrus Black: Seriously, he actually said that! This is the same guy who tried to choke me after I twisted his wrist a little. This is the same guy who told me himself that he's constantly thinking about me and about our match, and yet I'm not renting space in his brain? I've had to deal with rock-stupid challengers before, but Alex Nova takes the cake. I'm barely trying to worm my way into his skull and yet all it takes is the slightest of tugs at his strings to make him dance like the puppet that he is. Alex Nova has completely failed to do anything except give me something to laugh at, and now he's thinking that he's the man to beat the Reaper of the Long and Winding Road?

Cyrus shakes his head as he sighs.

Cyrus Black: What is it with people thinking they have me figured out? I suppose since so many of them haven't really paid any attention to me, that they are in no position to truly gauge just how far I've come and how much I've evolved. The Cyrus Black of a year and a half ago is nowhere near the same person that the Cyrus Black standing before you is. I don't need to be dramatic or ghoulish anymore to instill fear in people's hearts. No, all I have to do is smile, remain calm as everybody around me yells and screams, and tell them point blank that "I'm going to kill you and there's nothing you can do to stop me." And those who think that just because they've never faced me before they can overcome the fear that grips a lot of hearts...yeah, not happening. Not only do I have the track record to back up said intimidation, the fact is I've proven that I am smarter and craftier than most of the scrubs I have the misfortune of being paired against. You think you know me...but you only know what I want you to believe. Alex, you are no different. And it bothers me because, aside from your rampant stupidity, you're actually rather talented. If you would but admit your own shortcomings and evolve past them, you could very well be ENFW World Champion one day. But as you are now...you're going to die. I am going to subject you to pain that you could never dream of in the worst of nightmares. And Truth be told, you've nobody to blame for this but yourself...

Cyrus pauses as he solemnly shakes his head.

Cyrus Black: Your own shortsightedness will carve your name in your own tombstone...

OT- Cyrus so lucky I don't have that much time on my hands, I woulda given you a reply that would of raped you

.nova. wrote:

OT- Cyrus so lucky I don't have that much time on my hands, I woulda given you a reply that would of raped you

OFF: If you say so...

.nova. wrote:

OT- Cyrus so lucky I don't have that much time on my hands, I woulda given you a reply that would of raped you

off: You know you're talking to Cyrus, right?