Post by Osiris on Jan 29, 2010 14:35:13 GMT -6
The camera fades in to see Osiris sitting on a throne with the crown sitting on top of his head. Seeing that the camera was now in focus and the microphone was working, he started.
Osiris: Good good good good good. Things could not have worked out more perfect. I get Brandon Payne, one on one, locked inside of the cell. This time when he loses, he shall have no excuse, no one to come out and help him nor me. Just simply one person and another beating the crap out of each other with no chance of escape until one finishes the other off. Now this....this is my type of match. Maybe I'll beat some sense of reality and have Brandon see what's happening in this dimension. Because Brandon, I finally figured out what's REALLY bugging you. It's not just that I was named World Champion, even though I was the returning champion anyways, but that's not what really got under your skin. It's that it wasn't YOU that was named the champion as soon as you got here. You speak of watching others having things handed to them, but really your upset that nothing was handed to you, even though you had a fair chance to win the tag team championships on your very first night. So not only are you delusional and envious, but your a hypocrite as well. Oh, and the bubblegum reference, genius Vince...oops, meant Brandon, it's not I haven't heard that not too long ago. So let's see, where are we, delusional, envious, hypocrite as well as a plagiarist. None of those are good qualities in someone who "put their heart and soul" into everything they do. Maybe, just maybe Brandon, that's the very reason your not doing so well. It's not that you do put your heart and soul into this federation, but that your heart and soul just doesn't add up to nothing, considering you have no soul, having sold it to Costas, and your heart is so rotten that of course it would be passed over. I on the other hand have truly given this federation everything I possibly could, and even beyond that, and it has rewarded me greatly. But there has been one thing that has bugged me Brandon, that I have not solved. You dropping the moniker of the King of Controversy. Soon as you stopped using that name, you just went on a downhill ride all the way to the bottom, where you really belong. But even then, you didn't stop acting like your former title. So what I want, when we do fight, I don't want Brandon Payne, the slave of the Society and it's leader, I want Brandon Payne, the King of Controversy and the man who people used to hate, but ultimately had some respect for. Now you don't even have that. So bring your best Payne, because that is the only chance you have at defeating me, let alone in the Cell. Inside the Cell, I feel at home, a place where my enemies have nowhere to run, nowhere to hide, and we are surrounded by one big weapon that I can choose to use at my leisure and make your blood flow. This isn't going to be just and Cell match Brandon, it's going to be one where two Kings clashed and the blood of royalty flowed like the rivers of ancient Babylon. I'm bringing my best Brandon, but will you?
Osiris sits back in his seat on the throne, as the camera fades into black.
Osiris: Good good good good good. Things could not have worked out more perfect. I get Brandon Payne, one on one, locked inside of the cell. This time when he loses, he shall have no excuse, no one to come out and help him nor me. Just simply one person and another beating the crap out of each other with no chance of escape until one finishes the other off. Now this....this is my type of match. Maybe I'll beat some sense of reality and have Brandon see what's happening in this dimension. Because Brandon, I finally figured out what's REALLY bugging you. It's not just that I was named World Champion, even though I was the returning champion anyways, but that's not what really got under your skin. It's that it wasn't YOU that was named the champion as soon as you got here. You speak of watching others having things handed to them, but really your upset that nothing was handed to you, even though you had a fair chance to win the tag team championships on your very first night. So not only are you delusional and envious, but your a hypocrite as well. Oh, and the bubblegum reference, genius Vince...oops, meant Brandon, it's not I haven't heard that not too long ago. So let's see, where are we, delusional, envious, hypocrite as well as a plagiarist. None of those are good qualities in someone who "put their heart and soul" into everything they do. Maybe, just maybe Brandon, that's the very reason your not doing so well. It's not that you do put your heart and soul into this federation, but that your heart and soul just doesn't add up to nothing, considering you have no soul, having sold it to Costas, and your heart is so rotten that of course it would be passed over. I on the other hand have truly given this federation everything I possibly could, and even beyond that, and it has rewarded me greatly. But there has been one thing that has bugged me Brandon, that I have not solved. You dropping the moniker of the King of Controversy. Soon as you stopped using that name, you just went on a downhill ride all the way to the bottom, where you really belong. But even then, you didn't stop acting like your former title. So what I want, when we do fight, I don't want Brandon Payne, the slave of the Society and it's leader, I want Brandon Payne, the King of Controversy and the man who people used to hate, but ultimately had some respect for. Now you don't even have that. So bring your best Payne, because that is the only chance you have at defeating me, let alone in the Cell. Inside the Cell, I feel at home, a place where my enemies have nowhere to run, nowhere to hide, and we are surrounded by one big weapon that I can choose to use at my leisure and make your blood flow. This isn't going to be just and Cell match Brandon, it's going to be one where two Kings clashed and the blood of royalty flowed like the rivers of ancient Babylon. I'm bringing my best Brandon, but will you?
Osiris sits back in his seat on the throne, as the camera fades into black.