Post by Christian Gold on Jan 15, 2010 12:46:22 GMT -5
The scene begins in a well lit big confrence room. There are tons of camera's and Media everywhere. They are sitting silently awaiting whoever is holding the confrence. The crowd slowly begins to sit awaiting impatiently for the conference to begin. Several moments go by and the doors entering the confrence and Christian Golds hulking frame comes walking through the doors. As always Christian is dressed to the nines wearing a beautiful coal black suit, a blood red undershirt, a grey tie and immaculate armani wng tipped shoe's. The media instantly begin taking photo's of the big man as he stalks towards the podium at the front. Christian comes to stand in front of the podium arms resting on it as a cocky smile slowly spreads across his face.
Christian Gold-" Well I would like to start of this confrence letting you know why I called all of you here. The past couple weeks have been VERY rough on me, first I lose a VERY disapointing loss to Lance Invictus, a man I should have Destroyed no propblem. Then I come down with the H1N1 virus, Try to tell the big wigs I am to sick to compete, and what do they do? They wait till I am no longer contagious and book me in yet another match With Lance and Road rage! So I took my lumps with pride and rose again. I am here to tell you all That Christian Gold is back, and 100 percent!
All the photographers start taking pictures again and the reporters begin waving there hands anxiously im hopes of getting there questions answered. Christian points to one of the men in the front and lets him speak.
Reporter 1-" First off thank you Mr. Gold for letting us be here today, now onto my question. You debuted in the P.W.R with everyone antisapating great things from you, after all your the only olympic athlete this company has ever had. In the beginning you didnt disapoint, in your debut you made a crushing impatc by destroying Brad Savage and sending him straight to the inactive list. Then we virtually never heard anything from you. You had a Great oppurtunity to make a big name for yourself by defeating Lance at Winter Warzone and your performance there, was I will be frank you didnt even look like yourself, After that Christian I have to say many people are thinking you are very much just a flash in the pan.
Christian smirks at the reporter as his muscles surge and bounce under his suit, clearly starting to feel a little anger. Christian rolls his head side to side calming himself before he speaks.
Christian Gold-" It's funny you should say that because quite frankly I wasnt myself, I felt like I was in slow motion, like my body wouldnt do what my mind wanted. I wasnt even there that night, and I got beat for it.That doesnt make me a flash in the pan, one night I didnt compete at the level I should have. Thats all.
Christian's eyes narrow as he stares down the reporter who asked the question.
Christian Gold-" But I dont see any of you out there doing a damn thing except keep your noses up our asses, so who in the hell are you to judge my athletiscism anyway? Tell you what, if one of you camera toteing mic holding ball hugging idiots get in the ring with ANYONE, then you can judge me all you like.
The male reporter shies away from eye contact with Christian clearly a little rattled from the sudden burst of anger. Christian turns his attention to a female reporter and gives her a turn to speak.
Reporter 2-" Well Christian I have personally followed your career from the begining, and I have seen you overcome all obstacles and achieve many great things, What are your plans here in the PWR?
Christian Laughs a bit and speaks.
Christian Gold-" Well that is easy, I plan to redeem myself for my poor showing these past couple weeks by destroying every two bit no talent joke the big wigs want to put in front of me. I am going to smash EVERYONE in this company and rewrite the pecking order. I will be the yardstick to measure weather or not your belong in this company. And before too long I plan on having that beautiful PWR world title resting where it truthfully.... Rightfully Belongs, around my waist.
Christian makes a motion of the belt beign wrapped around his waist as he smiles beamingly.
Reporter 2-" Onto my next question.Christian you said you came down with the H1N1 virus. How will that effect you this week against Robert Carr? I mean are you at 100 percent or will we see the same Christian we saw at Winter Warzone?
Christian scoffs an arrogant laugh before speaking.
Christian Gold-" First off yes I am back to 100 percent, you will see the same level of intensity you saw in my first match here in the PWR I will show the world once again why Christian Gold is the MAN in this industry, why I will bring this company to a whole new level. There is no force on hell or earth that will stop me from rising to the top
Christian Stands at the podium in silence for a moment as his cocky smile returns to his face.
Christian Gold-" And secondly even if I was still sick, I would still be WAY to much for that no talent gum flapper Robert Carr to handle. Maybe if I lost a leg and was struck blind, maybe and it's still a BIG maybe, Robert Carr would have a shot of beating me. However I am not blind or one legged which means Robert doesnt have a hope in the world of even making it a match against me. I am going to smash that loud mouth, I am going to crush the life out of him. I am going to make him scream for mercy and then cry out for devine intervention when he realizes that I will not stop. This match is the equalivent of Michael Jorden playing in the special olympics. Robert let me make this clear, by flapping that big ole cocksucker of yours you just signed your release papers. There is only 2 places your going after the match with me, the first being the hosiptal and the second being the back of the umemployment line, and you can bank on it buddy.
Christian smiles an evil smile as the reporters begin calling out again trying to get Christian to answer there Questions.
Christian Gold-" Now if you'll excuse me I have mre important things to do then shoot the shit with you retards.
Christian turns his back to the crowd and walks out of the confrence room leaving the reporters in shock.
**Fade**
Christian Gold-" Well I would like to start of this confrence letting you know why I called all of you here. The past couple weeks have been VERY rough on me, first I lose a VERY disapointing loss to Lance Invictus, a man I should have Destroyed no propblem. Then I come down with the H1N1 virus, Try to tell the big wigs I am to sick to compete, and what do they do? They wait till I am no longer contagious and book me in yet another match With Lance and Road rage! So I took my lumps with pride and rose again. I am here to tell you all That Christian Gold is back, and 100 percent!
All the photographers start taking pictures again and the reporters begin waving there hands anxiously im hopes of getting there questions answered. Christian points to one of the men in the front and lets him speak.
Reporter 1-" First off thank you Mr. Gold for letting us be here today, now onto my question. You debuted in the P.W.R with everyone antisapating great things from you, after all your the only olympic athlete this company has ever had. In the beginning you didnt disapoint, in your debut you made a crushing impatc by destroying Brad Savage and sending him straight to the inactive list. Then we virtually never heard anything from you. You had a Great oppurtunity to make a big name for yourself by defeating Lance at Winter Warzone and your performance there, was I will be frank you didnt even look like yourself, After that Christian I have to say many people are thinking you are very much just a flash in the pan.
Christian smirks at the reporter as his muscles surge and bounce under his suit, clearly starting to feel a little anger. Christian rolls his head side to side calming himself before he speaks.
Christian Gold-" It's funny you should say that because quite frankly I wasnt myself, I felt like I was in slow motion, like my body wouldnt do what my mind wanted. I wasnt even there that night, and I got beat for it.That doesnt make me a flash in the pan, one night I didnt compete at the level I should have. Thats all.
Christian's eyes narrow as he stares down the reporter who asked the question.
Christian Gold-" But I dont see any of you out there doing a damn thing except keep your noses up our asses, so who in the hell are you to judge my athletiscism anyway? Tell you what, if one of you camera toteing mic holding ball hugging idiots get in the ring with ANYONE, then you can judge me all you like.
The male reporter shies away from eye contact with Christian clearly a little rattled from the sudden burst of anger. Christian turns his attention to a female reporter and gives her a turn to speak.
Reporter 2-" Well Christian I have personally followed your career from the begining, and I have seen you overcome all obstacles and achieve many great things, What are your plans here in the PWR?
Christian Laughs a bit and speaks.
Christian Gold-" Well that is easy, I plan to redeem myself for my poor showing these past couple weeks by destroying every two bit no talent joke the big wigs want to put in front of me. I am going to smash EVERYONE in this company and rewrite the pecking order. I will be the yardstick to measure weather or not your belong in this company. And before too long I plan on having that beautiful PWR world title resting where it truthfully.... Rightfully Belongs, around my waist.
Christian makes a motion of the belt beign wrapped around his waist as he smiles beamingly.
Reporter 2-" Onto my next question.Christian you said you came down with the H1N1 virus. How will that effect you this week against Robert Carr? I mean are you at 100 percent or will we see the same Christian we saw at Winter Warzone?
Christian scoffs an arrogant laugh before speaking.
Christian Gold-" First off yes I am back to 100 percent, you will see the same level of intensity you saw in my first match here in the PWR I will show the world once again why Christian Gold is the MAN in this industry, why I will bring this company to a whole new level. There is no force on hell or earth that will stop me from rising to the top
Christian Stands at the podium in silence for a moment as his cocky smile returns to his face.
Christian Gold-" And secondly even if I was still sick, I would still be WAY to much for that no talent gum flapper Robert Carr to handle. Maybe if I lost a leg and was struck blind, maybe and it's still a BIG maybe, Robert Carr would have a shot of beating me. However I am not blind or one legged which means Robert doesnt have a hope in the world of even making it a match against me. I am going to smash that loud mouth, I am going to crush the life out of him. I am going to make him scream for mercy and then cry out for devine intervention when he realizes that I will not stop. This match is the equalivent of Michael Jorden playing in the special olympics. Robert let me make this clear, by flapping that big ole cocksucker of yours you just signed your release papers. There is only 2 places your going after the match with me, the first being the hosiptal and the second being the back of the umemployment line, and you can bank on it buddy.
Christian smiles an evil smile as the reporters begin calling out again trying to get Christian to answer there Questions.
Christian Gold-" Now if you'll excuse me I have mre important things to do then shoot the shit with you retards.
Christian turns his back to the crowd and walks out of the confrence room leaving the reporters in shock.
**Fade**