[Cue
audio.]
Well
then, I dont suppose either of my opponants
have been told of their match Friday.
[There
is still no video, perhaps someone in the A/V
department needs a bit of prompting? Either way, the
same rich voice that opened this little segment,
continues.]
Thats
the only excuse for their not speaking on the subject
of Fridays Cage Match.
[Up,
finally.]
[The
first thing fed to us is a graphic, showing just
exactly who well be hearing from today.]
[The
image dissappears and were met with the man
himself, once again standing before his battered,
beaten practice ring. His hair is pulled back in a
ponytail, and there is a very serious look about
him.]
[Ladies
and Gentlemen, Jonny Superstar!]
Nothing
in the world can hurt a man inside of that cage more
than lack of preparation. One false move, one
miscalculation and youre eating steel. It
doesn't take much, when its flesh against
steel, and flesh always loses. I know this because
Ive been busted open before. Ive worn the
Crimson Mask of Blood inside of a cage before, and
Im fully prepared to do it again.
[Jonny
stops, letting that sink in.]
If
I bleed at Myst, then that means Ive done my
job. If I make the two of you bleed, then that means
Ive done my job well, and Krisis, Rican, I will
make you two bleed, and I will make you wish
youd never set foot inside of Anarchy
Champonship Wrestling.
[The
stern look in his eyes is unrelenting.]
Remember
that.
[With
that, the fade down to darkness begins.]
[Black.]