Post by Ryder on Aug 15, 2007 1:50:58 GMT -5
Ryder. The man you've loved to hate these oh so many months that he has been a part of the Global Wrestling Coalition. Longest reigning United States Champion in history. Leader of the Affliction. Hardest working competitor in this sport. Numerous World Championship opportunities. And, after last week, still unsuccessful. We find Ryder sitting alone in his locker room, contemplating what could have been...
RYDER: "You all cheered last week. Whether you love Stargazer or hate him. Whether you love T-Money or hate him. You cheered nonetheless. Because you've all hated me above the rest. The true face of evil in this Coalition. My Affliction has ran rampant through all the competition, causing pain and misery wherever we've gone. Along the way, I set a record for the longest reign ever as United States Champion. Despite that impressive accomplishment, the one thing I desire most has eluded me...the GWC World Championship."
Ryder stands and looks into the camera for the first time. He wears a black, sleeveless shirt and a pair of black Adidas pants with white stripes up the sides along with a pair of black boots. His now shorter blonde hair gives him a slightly more youthful look than we're accustomed to seeing when it comes to this menacing figure. His eyes look troubled, however, and we can hear the confusion in his voice...
RYDER: "Sometimes I just don't get it. Three times I have had my chance at the ultimate personal glory in this business. And three times I have failed. First, against Michael 'Thunder' Knight. Secondly, against T-Money. And the most recent and perhaps the most regretful shot I've had? That was against both T-Money and Stargazer. Stargazer, your current World Champion. It disgusts me to know that an EPW scum holds the precious title that should be mine. And despite my best efforts in all three encounters, I have yet to win that golden prize. It all leaves me with one question...where do I go from here?"
Ryder continues to look troubled and you almost feel for his pain. He closes his eyes and tilts his head back ever so slightly before reciting the following words...
RYDER: "Lord Jesus. You entered into the Shadow of Death when you ate the Passover meal with Your friends, knowing that tomorrow would bring Death itself, a painful death on a cross. I have pains in my life...hurts, wounds, sufferings, trials, difficulties...and I want to run from them. Strengthen me to follow in Your footsteps, to walk through my Valley of the Shadow of Death without fearing evil, so that in the end I will walk right into the Light of Resurrection."
Ryder finishes and takes a deep breath as silence fills the room. Suddenly, the confused look on his face vanishes and his eyes spring open with a new intensity inside. His voice has a different sound now. One of conviction...
RYDER: "Yes, I have been defeated. But I shall not be refused. My quest goes on and it starts tomorrow night at Tribulation. I shall proudly represent the same company that I shall one day rule with an iron fist. The GWC will wipe EPW from the face of the wrestling world. I care not who I team with. I care not who I face. There are those who must be punished. And who better than the scum that steps into the ring to face me tomorrow night? Get ready boys. I play for keeps. And tomorrow? I'm playing for your careers. MY kingdom come, MY will be done. And once again, who f*cking said it? I did b*tches. So be prepared. Here comes your own personal hell."
Ryder smiles out at us before the screen flickers into static for a few seconds before fading to black.
RYDER: "You all cheered last week. Whether you love Stargazer or hate him. Whether you love T-Money or hate him. You cheered nonetheless. Because you've all hated me above the rest. The true face of evil in this Coalition. My Affliction has ran rampant through all the competition, causing pain and misery wherever we've gone. Along the way, I set a record for the longest reign ever as United States Champion. Despite that impressive accomplishment, the one thing I desire most has eluded me...the GWC World Championship."
Ryder stands and looks into the camera for the first time. He wears a black, sleeveless shirt and a pair of black Adidas pants with white stripes up the sides along with a pair of black boots. His now shorter blonde hair gives him a slightly more youthful look than we're accustomed to seeing when it comes to this menacing figure. His eyes look troubled, however, and we can hear the confusion in his voice...
RYDER: "Sometimes I just don't get it. Three times I have had my chance at the ultimate personal glory in this business. And three times I have failed. First, against Michael 'Thunder' Knight. Secondly, against T-Money. And the most recent and perhaps the most regretful shot I've had? That was against both T-Money and Stargazer. Stargazer, your current World Champion. It disgusts me to know that an EPW scum holds the precious title that should be mine. And despite my best efforts in all three encounters, I have yet to win that golden prize. It all leaves me with one question...where do I go from here?"
Ryder continues to look troubled and you almost feel for his pain. He closes his eyes and tilts his head back ever so slightly before reciting the following words...
RYDER: "Lord Jesus. You entered into the Shadow of Death when you ate the Passover meal with Your friends, knowing that tomorrow would bring Death itself, a painful death on a cross. I have pains in my life...hurts, wounds, sufferings, trials, difficulties...and I want to run from them. Strengthen me to follow in Your footsteps, to walk through my Valley of the Shadow of Death without fearing evil, so that in the end I will walk right into the Light of Resurrection."
Ryder finishes and takes a deep breath as silence fills the room. Suddenly, the confused look on his face vanishes and his eyes spring open with a new intensity inside. His voice has a different sound now. One of conviction...
RYDER: "Yes, I have been defeated. But I shall not be refused. My quest goes on and it starts tomorrow night at Tribulation. I shall proudly represent the same company that I shall one day rule with an iron fist. The GWC will wipe EPW from the face of the wrestling world. I care not who I team with. I care not who I face. There are those who must be punished. And who better than the scum that steps into the ring to face me tomorrow night? Get ready boys. I play for keeps. And tomorrow? I'm playing for your careers. MY kingdom come, MY will be done. And once again, who f*cking said it? I did b*tches. So be prepared. Here comes your own personal hell."
Ryder smiles out at us before the screen flickers into static for a few seconds before fading to black.