Post by ZUEHL on Mar 26, 2012 21:08:41 GMT -5
(As it is expected the realm of Zuehl enters the screen, displaying the man that is Zuehl himself, standing before the camera. Behind him, is a very bland background of a UWA banner. Wide eyed with a slight grin, Zuehl settles down for a speech similar to the past and yet entirely different.[/I]
ZUEHL: It’s been four weeks, one month, thirty days, forty-three thousand and two hundred SECONDS….minus a minute or so….since the volcano that is Zuehl has unleashed an unhindered devastation upon the Underground Wrestling Alliance! First line of lava flow oozed and burned down the mountainside and castrated the ego of one Kenji Tsong while I gathered my interests, my energies, to just beat the hell outta him in such a way that victory would be his and me, well I would be defeated.
In the time since my change of direction, my little losing streak has amassed a lot of contradictions. The huddled know-it-alls that enter the Dungeon, pay their ticket fees and watch…have seen their cries of my demise turn into a bit of sole food. Some of the best feet being shoved down their own throats and all because of their own error in judgment. Just because I was donning a mask didn’t mean I wasn’t the greatness that walked to the ring time and again. Merely a man that sought a safer avenue.
But now since my time has of great loss after loss….and the Vegas odds improving that it bow to the weigh side, I know my guard must be improve that much more! So Tsong, use what you must, do what you can, but there will be no easy with this task before you at Counter Strike.
(An eerie pause recounted by a bit of a snarl and sneeze. After some bit of a chuckle, Zuehl continues.) [/I]
ZUEHL: So, at Counter Strike, Zuehl will walk in and…having seen you before Tsong…I’ll be ready for anything from you. Since it is usual for the vanquished to appear inferior but then struggle into an astonishing turn of events such that victory would be pulled from the jaws of defeat! While I prepare for your foil in this turmoil… I want you to remember something Kenji. Remember that one thing that could still hold true, even if you find something in your soul to win. Recall that throughout all your times in the ring, when you conflict with Zuehl you will still falter. Because I think, and therefore, you suck!
And yet, just because you do suck, does not take any ability away from you. Except for your ability to try and out think me. I'm capable of much of the same thing any one that is violent in this sport might do. Hell, I'm even more capable at times to make an example of my opponents. It's just a matter of time. A time when you are nothing more than a figment of the imagination. By that and that alone, when we meet again... you will again see why compared to Zuehl you are most definitely...
DISMISSED!
(The camera fades off.)[/I]
ZUEHL: It’s been four weeks, one month, thirty days, forty-three thousand and two hundred SECONDS….minus a minute or so….since the volcano that is Zuehl has unleashed an unhindered devastation upon the Underground Wrestling Alliance! First line of lava flow oozed and burned down the mountainside and castrated the ego of one Kenji Tsong while I gathered my interests, my energies, to just beat the hell outta him in such a way that victory would be his and me, well I would be defeated.
In the time since my change of direction, my little losing streak has amassed a lot of contradictions. The huddled know-it-alls that enter the Dungeon, pay their ticket fees and watch…have seen their cries of my demise turn into a bit of sole food. Some of the best feet being shoved down their own throats and all because of their own error in judgment. Just because I was donning a mask didn’t mean I wasn’t the greatness that walked to the ring time and again. Merely a man that sought a safer avenue.
But now since my time has of great loss after loss….and the Vegas odds improving that it bow to the weigh side, I know my guard must be improve that much more! So Tsong, use what you must, do what you can, but there will be no easy with this task before you at Counter Strike.
(An eerie pause recounted by a bit of a snarl and sneeze. After some bit of a chuckle, Zuehl continues.) [/I]
ZUEHL: So, at Counter Strike, Zuehl will walk in and…having seen you before Tsong…I’ll be ready for anything from you. Since it is usual for the vanquished to appear inferior but then struggle into an astonishing turn of events such that victory would be pulled from the jaws of defeat! While I prepare for your foil in this turmoil… I want you to remember something Kenji. Remember that one thing that could still hold true, even if you find something in your soul to win. Recall that throughout all your times in the ring, when you conflict with Zuehl you will still falter. Because I think, and therefore, you suck!
And yet, just because you do suck, does not take any ability away from you. Except for your ability to try and out think me. I'm capable of much of the same thing any one that is violent in this sport might do. Hell, I'm even more capable at times to make an example of my opponents. It's just a matter of time. A time when you are nothing more than a figment of the imagination. By that and that alone, when we meet again... you will again see why compared to Zuehl you are most definitely...
DISMISSED!
(The camera fades off.)[/I]