IEW Rage Promo

The scene opens into a finely lavished room, Red Drapes are covering the windows, and The Walls are covered by bookshelves stuffed fun of books and other reading materials. The cameraman walks slowly down a small flight of stairs to a drop in the room; around the drop is Mahogany Railing, which blends nicely with the dark red carpet. In this drop-off is a long table, with scattered magazines and cutouts are. The camera gets a closer look at some of the covers of these publications. On one the headline is “Who can stop this man?!” the picture underneath it is cut out, next to it is another cover missing a photo, the headline reads, “The off spring of Xtremity!” Countless Magazines are seen, and all of them have the photo of this man gone. The cameraman continues along, and comes to another set of stairs; he steps up them and notices another desk, this one less cluttered. A high-backed chair is facing the opposite way, towards a window. A red old-fashioned lamp is light, and under it is a stack of papers that resemble a contract. The cameraman goes to examine further, but a crack of thunder is heard.

Voice- I have been expecting you!

The cameraman looks around the room for the voice, but no one is in the room with him, or not anyone he can see. He begins to head for the door when the voice is heard again.

Voice- Don’t shy off, there’s no reason to invite you, and let you leave! Please have a seat. Make yourself at home, read some of my achievements, gawk and wonder how great I am. It does not bother me in the slightest, but don’t leave.

The cameraman slowly turns back around to see that the high-backed chair is turned and someone is sitting there with an old fashioned microphone. He grins at the cameraman as his long black hair shadows his face. The cameraman slowly approaches the mystery man, and takes a seat in front of the desk.

Rage- Now, Was that so hard? I truly doubt that I put you through anything. Your pulse must have risen, and I might have gotten your adrenaline pumping but that would be the least of your problems. But why have you gotten so nervous? Is it my overwhelming presents that pushed you over the edge? Is the fact that you were left in the dark about this little vignette? Is it the fact that there is all that hype over there, yet this is the first time seeing my face? Or is it because you don’t know my name? My God, I forgot to introduce myself, I am the one, the only, The off Spring of Xtremity, RAGE!

Thunder cracks in the distance once again; the door swings open behind the cameraman, and quickly turns around to see who is entering. A man in a black sports jacket, a blue dress shirt, and a pair of Kaki pants, he quickly walks over to the desk, and the cameraman follows him around the whole time. This man is the interview and he seems to be pressed for time. Rage looks at him with a sense of anger; the man looks down at Rage and seems to be nervous as well as stressed.

Interviewer- I am so sorry; I did not mean to be late for this interview! Please forgive me….

Rage-My Name is Rage, if you came 30 seconds earlier I wouldn’t have to be repeating myself right now.

Interviewer- Like I said, I am sorry.

Rage- See that it doesn’t happen again!

Interviewer- Will do…

Rage- Now, Do you have any questions for me or are you just going to stand there wanting me to feel pity for you, because if you don’t, you’re not going to get my sympathy, you can find that in a dictionary between Shit, and Syphilis.

Interview- I’m sorry, were should I begin…

Rage- …Have a seat, right there… Take a couple of second to relax, count to 10, and STOP BEING A WORTHLESS CANCER ON THE FACE OF THIS EARTH!

The Interviewer sits down on stool, which is near by and breathes in and out, Rage opens a drawer near him and pulls out a large hourglass and slams it on the table.

Interviewer- What is that for?

Rage- I’m sorry, but I am not made out of money. And as you already know, Time is Money, so I am not made of Time either.

Interviewer- What?

Rage- What I am trying to say is that you have 15 minutes to get your interview done, and get the hell out of my house.

Interviewer- Okay… Okay, I’ve put my self back together. First Question, How do you feel about making your in ring debuting at International Extreme Wrestling’s first PPV, Full Throttle?

Rage- Well, How do I feel about my debut eh? I am looking forward to it, and…

Interviewer- Follow up question, how do you feel about the Rumble you’re participating in?

Rage- The next time you interrupt me like that, the closer you get to death. I do not appreciate inviting you into my home, and not getting any respect in return. For you to be this close to me is a PRIVILEGE! Do you understand ME!

Interviewer- Yes I do…But will you please answer the question.

Rage- yes, I will. This Rumble match is a perfect way to make my impact in this wrestling organization. This is a faultless way to impress the crowd with my technically sound moves. What is better than Beat 20 people senseless? I’ll tell you what, beating 20 People within a half-inch of their lives, and then taking on three other men in a fatal four way ladder match for the IEW Intercontinental Champion.

Interviewer- That is if you do make it to the final four.

Rage- You missed the whole concept didn’t you? There is no if, it is what WILL happen, and nothing is going to stand in my way!

Interviewer- What about “The Extreme” Adrian Slayer? Doesn’t he pose a threat to you as a 12 Time World Champion?

Rage- I don’t care if he’s a 50 Time Former World Champion. The key word is FORMER; this guy had either been striped of the title, that many times, or lost it, or even combinations or the two! I must admit 12 World Champion is pretty damn good, but that does not send waves of fear down my spine at all!

Interviewer- Not at all?

Rage- NO, Not at all. If anyone HE should be terrified of me! After all, I have been the Undefeated Xtreme Champion in the now defunct CWA. Nothing stood in my way, I faced off against people big and small, yet I prevailed over them all, WITH EASE! This 6 Foot 9 Inch Giant will crumble to his knees when he faces me!

Interviewer- If you say so… How about Falcon?

Rage- Are you just going to ask me what I think about these losers?

Interviewer- I hardly call them losers, Falcon is a former…

Rage- I don’t care what he is! He is going to be bruised and battered once I am done with him and the same with any of the other 20 People! They will be wishing they NEVER stepped in the ring with Moi.

Interviewer- Do you have any plans for….

Rage- Excuse me…. Were out of time…

Interviewer- It has not been 15 Minutes!

Rage- Oh Yes it has! Look at the hour glass.

The Cameraman switches from Rage and the Interviewer to the hourglass. The sand is still pouring and Rage quickly grabs it, and tosses it across the room. Of course the interviewer jumps off of his stool, and the hour glass shatters.

Rage- It is now! So…. LEAVE!

Interviewer- Well, before I leave… Do you have any last comments for Adrian Slayer or the rest of the roster?

Rage- Let me think…. Maybe I could re-establish the fact that I am walking into the PPV with nothing, and Coming out with the Intercontinental Championship…. No, that’s too broad. How about this? Despite your best efforts, you will ALWAYS fall short to the Off Spring of Xtremity!

Interviewer- Thank you.

Rage grins slightly and looks up at the now standing interviewer.

Rage- Now… Leave….

The Interviewer leaves the room, and the cameraman slowly walks out of the room backwards. Rage waves good bye to the duo, and camera fades out.

	The One, The Only.... RAGE
	The scene opens into a finely lavished room, Red Drapes are covering the windows, and The Walls are covered by bookshelves stuffed fun of books and other reading materials. The cameraman walks slowly down a small flight of stairs to a drop in the room; around the drop is Mahogany Railing, which blends nicely with the dark red carpet. In this drop-off is a long table, with scattered magazines and cutouts are. The camera gets a closer look at some of the covers of these publications. On one the headline is “Who can stop this man?!” the picture underneath it is cut out, next to it is another cover missing a photo, the headline reads, “The off spring of Xtremity!” Countless Magazines are seen, and all of them have the photo of this man gone. The cameraman continues along, and comes to another set of stairs; he steps up them and notices another desk, this one less cluttered. A high-backed chair is facing the opposite way, towards a window. A red old-fashioned lamp is light, and under it is a stack of papers that resemble a contract. The cameraman goes to examine further, but a crack of thunder is heard. Voice- I have been expecting you! The cameraman looks around the room for the voice, but no one is in the room with him, or not anyone he can see. He begins to head for the door when the voice is heard again. Voice- Don’t shy off, there’s no reason to invite you, and let you leave! Please have a seat. Make yourself at home, read some of my achievements, gawk and wonder how great I am. It does not bother me in the slightest, but don’t leave. The cameraman slowly turns back around to see that the high-backed chair is turned and someone is sitting there with an old fashioned microphone. He grins at the cameraman as his long black hair shadows his face. The cameraman slowly approaches the mystery man, and takes a seat in front of the desk. Rage- Now, Was that so hard? I truly doubt that I put you through anything. Your pulse must have risen, and I might have gotten your adrenaline pumping but that would be the least of your problems. But why have you gotten so nervous? Is it my overwhelming presents that pushed you over the edge? Is the fact that you were left in the dark about this little vignette? Is it the fact that there is all that hype over there, yet this is the first time seeing my face? Or is it because you don’t know my name? My God, I forgot to introduce myself, I am the one, the only, The off Spring of Xtremity, RAGE! Thunder cracks in the distance once again; the door swings open behind the cameraman, and quickly turns around to see who is entering. A man in a black sports jacket, a blue dress shirt, and a pair of Kaki pants, he quickly walks over to the desk, and the cameraman follows him around the whole time. This man is the interview and he seems to be pressed for time. Rage looks at him with a sense of anger; the man looks down at Rage and seems to be nervous as well as stressed. Interviewer- I am so sorry; I did not mean to be late for this interview! Please forgive me…. Rage-My Name is Rage, if you came 30 seconds earlier I wouldn’t have to be repeating myself right now. Interviewer- Like I said, I am sorry. Rage- See that it doesn’t happen again! Interviewer- Will do… Rage- Now, Do you have any questions for me or are you just going to stand there wanting me to feel pity for you, because if you don’t, you’re not going to get my sympathy, you can find that in a dictionary between Shit, and Syphilis. Interview- I’m sorry, were should I begin… Rage- …Have a seat, right there… Take a couple of second to relax, count to 10, and STOP BEING A WORTHLESS CANCER ON THE FACE OF THIS EARTH! The Interviewer sits down on stool, which is near by and breathes in and out, Rage opens a drawer near him and pulls out a large hourglass and slams it on the table. Interviewer- What is that for? Rage- I’m sorry, but I am not made out of money. And as you already know, Time is Money, so I am not made of Time either. Interviewer- What? Rage- What I am trying to say is that you have 15 minutes to get your interview done, and get the hell out of my house. Interviewer- Okay… Okay, I’ve put my self back together. First Question, How do you feel about making your in ring debuting at International Extreme Wrestling’s first PPV, Full Throttle? Rage- Well, How do I feel about my debut eh? I am looking forward to it, and… Interviewer- Follow up question, how do you feel about the Rumble you’re participating in? Rage- The next time you interrupt me like that, the closer you get to death. I do not appreciate inviting you into my home, and not getting any respect in return. For you to be this close to me is a PRIVILEGE! Do you understand ME! Interviewer- Yes I do…But will you please answer the question. Rage- yes, I will. This Rumble match is a perfect way to make my impact in this wrestling organization. This is a faultless way to impress the crowd with my technically sound moves. What is better than Beat 20 people senseless? I’ll tell you what, beating 20 People within a half-inch of their lives, and then taking on three other men in a fatal four way ladder match for the IEW Intercontinental Champion. Interviewer- That is if you do make it to the final four. Rage- You missed the whole concept didn’t you? There is no if, it is what WILL happen, and nothing is going to stand in my way! Interviewer- What about “The Extreme” Adrian Slayer? Doesn’t he pose a threat to you as a 12 Time World Champion? Rage- I don’t care if he’s a 50 Time Former World Champion. The key word is FORMER; this guy had either been striped of the title, that many times, or lost it, or even combinations or the two! I must admit 12 World Champion is pretty damn good, but that does not send waves of fear down my spine at all! Interviewer- Not at all? Rage- NO, Not at all. If anyone HE should be terrified of me! After all, I have been the Undefeated Xtreme Champion in the now defunct CWA. Nothing stood in my way, I faced off against people big and small, yet I prevailed over them all, WITH EASE! This 6 Foot 9 Inch Giant will crumble to his knees when he faces me! Interviewer- If you say so… How about Falcon? Rage- Are you just going to ask me what I think about these losers? Interviewer- I hardly call them losers, Falcon is a former… Rage- I don’t care what he is! He is going to be bruised and battered once I am done with him and the same with any of the other 20 People! They will be wishing they NEVER stepped in the ring with Moi. Interviewer- Do you have any plans for…. Rage- Excuse me…. Were out of time… Interviewer- It has not been 15 Minutes! Rage- Oh Yes it has! Look at the hour glass. The Cameraman switches from Rage and the Interviewer to the hourglass. The sand is still pouring and Rage quickly grabs it, and tosses it across the room. Of course the interviewer jumps off of his stool, and the hour glass shatters. Rage- It is now! So…. LEAVE! Interviewer- Well, before I leave… Do you have any last comments for Adrian Slayer or the rest of the roster? Rage- Let me think…. Maybe I could re-establish the fact that I am walking into the PPV with nothing, and Coming out with the Intercontinental Championship…. No, that’s too broad. How about this? Despite your best efforts, you will ALWAYS fall short to the Off Spring of Xtremity! Interviewer- Thank you. Rage grins slightly and looks up at the now standing interviewer. Rage- Now… Leave…. The Interviewer leaves the room, and the cameraman slowly walks out of the room backwards. Rage waves good bye to the duo, and camera fades out.