Post by Deleted on Oct 30, 2018 14:21:37 GMT -8
Rex's foot steps were thunderous down the hallway of the fourth floor of the large Mansion located in Bel Air, California. He stopped at a square window and gazes out at the world before him. A large statue stood as the center piece of a large circle driveway that resembled the blueprint of the Vatican when scoped from a birds eye view. The CW production truck was visible next to the large truck that carried the ring set up. Ring crew and camera crew members hurry about.
The focal point within all this madness is the red haired high flyer formerly known as Brady Vega posing next to the CW logo plastered on the side of the truck. Aurelia Ransom snaps a few shots before requesting a different pose. The photo shoot is interuppted by the bassy time in Rex Cassidy's voice.
RC: Why.. exactly are you focusing on pictures when you have not acquired the prize?
Brady Vega, the one man riot, stops posing and looks to Rex who is leaning through an opened window of the mansion.
BV: Get off my back Cass... You know a massacre is eminent around this time of year. How is it in the inside?!
RC: Superb! An entire mansion hollowed out and gutted! Much like our opponents will be at the end of a three count. A fatal four way tag team match should do us wonders around here. Plenty of places for a little wee one like yourself.
BV: I'll be up in a minute.
Brady walks into the mansion and finds himself in a large home, castle like, the wayne manor type of home with spider web's and large decorations for Horror In The Hills. There is a small area with stands being filled with all kinds of merchandise.
Brady continues to the center of the home where there are two staircases on opposite ends that lead to a large deck that sticks out like an awning. This home has to seat at east, 5,000 at capacity. The black chairs with the CW logo on every fourth chair in the row fill the void in the center of the room. The ring was bare, only planks and some posts. Ring crew members continue to build, never acknowledging Brady or Rex as they both meet next to the announce table that is still being built.
RC: Brady my boy, do you feel up to pull off a victory in November?
BV: Most certainly. Losing is against our foreign policy.
RC: The victory over the Fempire will be sweet. We dismantled them one by one and now we will get them all in one night.
BV: Our only focus can not be the Fempire brother. We still have strike force, the Ravil Clan, and tth Samoan Submission...Posse? I am not really sure what they are. I have not seen them battle in the ring, perhaps they are quick and calculated.
RC: Neither have I but you can never be too careful. I believe the Republic Division needs a shake up, and we are the earthquake and tremors splitting the concrete in the midst of the shake up. There is nothing for us but victory.
BV: Our adversaries are mere obstacles on the uncharted path to the top of the ranks in CW! The republic division is weak. We at the backbone and the rest are drummer boys. Just waiting to be picked off.
RC: The teams involved will fall victim to a reign of terror and disappointment as we mold CW into OUR republic.
The two burst into evil maniacal laughter and the crew workers continue to work, ignoring the two apparent super villains.
The focal point within all this madness is the red haired high flyer formerly known as Brady Vega posing next to the CW logo plastered on the side of the truck. Aurelia Ransom snaps a few shots before requesting a different pose. The photo shoot is interuppted by the bassy time in Rex Cassidy's voice.
RC: Why.. exactly are you focusing on pictures when you have not acquired the prize?
Brady Vega, the one man riot, stops posing and looks to Rex who is leaning through an opened window of the mansion.
BV: Get off my back Cass... You know a massacre is eminent around this time of year. How is it in the inside?!
RC: Superb! An entire mansion hollowed out and gutted! Much like our opponents will be at the end of a three count. A fatal four way tag team match should do us wonders around here. Plenty of places for a little wee one like yourself.
BV: I'll be up in a minute.
Brady walks into the mansion and finds himself in a large home, castle like, the wayne manor type of home with spider web's and large decorations for Horror In The Hills. There is a small area with stands being filled with all kinds of merchandise.
Brady continues to the center of the home where there are two staircases on opposite ends that lead to a large deck that sticks out like an awning. This home has to seat at east, 5,000 at capacity. The black chairs with the CW logo on every fourth chair in the row fill the void in the center of the room. The ring was bare, only planks and some posts. Ring crew members continue to build, never acknowledging Brady or Rex as they both meet next to the announce table that is still being built.
RC: Brady my boy, do you feel up to pull off a victory in November?
BV: Most certainly. Losing is against our foreign policy.
RC: The victory over the Fempire will be sweet. We dismantled them one by one and now we will get them all in one night.
BV: Our only focus can not be the Fempire brother. We still have strike force, the Ravil Clan, and tth Samoan Submission...Posse? I am not really sure what they are. I have not seen them battle in the ring, perhaps they are quick and calculated.
RC: Neither have I but you can never be too careful. I believe the Republic Division needs a shake up, and we are the earthquake and tremors splitting the concrete in the midst of the shake up. There is nothing for us but victory.
BV: Our adversaries are mere obstacles on the uncharted path to the top of the ranks in CW! The republic division is weak. We at the backbone and the rest are drummer boys. Just waiting to be picked off.
RC: The teams involved will fall victim to a reign of terror and disappointment as we mold CW into OUR republic.
The two burst into evil maniacal laughter and the crew workers continue to work, ignoring the two apparent super villains.
