-[ The view from a ground-level window is shown. Rain beats down on the cement outside of the building and echoes as it bounces off and pounds on the window sill. Thunder roars to a near deafening tone and lightning strikes every 5 seconds, it seems. Suddenly, the lights begin to flash before completely going out... the camera turns around to show the room, which looks to be a hotel. The room is almost dark except for the beam of moon light that radiates through the window. Something is seen moving in the corner of the room and seems to be getting closer. It stops... moments later, the lights flicker and come back on. B-Pac is then standing directly in front of the camera. ]- B-Pac: " Storms... I love it when they come around. When it rains, people flock for shelter; trying their best not to get wet. When it thunders, people tremble and jump at the massive crashing of opposite degrees; making a sound so terrifying... that no other sound can compare. When lightning flashes, people move away from windows, they avoid trees and other tall objects; all in fear of getting struck by the unpredictable force of electricity... I guess you could say that storms are my role model. Unpredictable. Deadly. Powerful. Unstoppable. Frightening. Destructive. All aspects that I strive for in my own life, a storm has naturally. And surely I am evolving into that very same force. " " Max, our match at King Karnage isn't about who is better because we have already found that out when I pulled off back-to-back wins over you. To you, Max, our match is about respect... the respect that you so desperately crave from the head honchos and the fed Legends here in WoW... the very same respect that I own. The respect and proven ability that earned me the label of ELITE. To me, Max, our match isn't about much of anything. It is just another 15 minute work-out on my road to becoming King Karnage. I have lifted dumbells that put up more of a fight than you do, Maxy. " -[ B-Pac walks up to the window and stares out of it. He pulls a cigarette from his pocket and places it in his mouth. He flicks his lighter and raises it to the tip of the cigarette as if in slow motion. This gives off a twisted looking reflection of his face in the window. He exhales the smoke from his lungs and turns to the camera. ]- B-Pac: " All of these publicity stunts that you have been pulling lately, Max, aren't gonna get you what you want. You are a groupie. You alternate your personality to fit your surroundings... you're just another poser. You try so hard to make others like you that you, in turn, lose your own self. At King Karnage, you will find out many things, but one thing in particular... No matter who you think you are, you will NEVER be as good as or even almost as good as I am. The proof is in the puddin', Max. What have you done to prove yourself worthy of anything? Until you make a legitimate claim to success, don't expect to get a victory over me in a million years. " " There are two others that I have to worry about besides Max... those two are Jecht and Death. Well, I shouldn't say that I have to worry about them, but their presence is on my mind because I know that I will face off with one of them in the MAIN EVENT... the grandaddy of all grandaddies... the award that tops all awards... KING FREAKING KARNAGE! The title has already been given... and engraved on it is the name of B-Pac. There are none that can deny me... and even fewer that can stop me. Fewer than none? Indeed. I hereby claim King Karnage as property of THE ELITE! The world has known no greater organization... and just think, this organization hasn't stopped growing yet. Will it ever? Only time can answer that question. LET THE GAMES BEGIN! " -[ B-Pac takes the last drag of his cigarette and flicks it at the camera; which then turns to the window and the storm outside. A bolt of lightning followed by a burst of thunder causes the picture to go snowy and the scene to fade... to... black. ]-

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