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The Aftermath.
Topic Started: Oct 15 2007, 10:21 PM (200 Views)
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The Aftermath:

[ Jack pulls Burraca up to his feet and sends him to the corner of the ring. Jack then runs at Burraca in the corner, but as he does Burraca jumps out of the way and Jack hits his shoulder into the ring post! With Jack in the corner, Burraca quickly nails with the impressive Tiger Feint Kick before going for the cover!

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2..

3!!

We have a new International Champion, and it is Burraca that picks up the three count and the belt! ]

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[ Open; Burraca paces back and forth in the back, near the entrance ramp. His newly won SVO International Championship fitted comfortably over his broad left shoulder. He looked back on that night, and a warm sensation made his person tingle. The Tiger Feint Kick, won him the belt, and now it'll be the tool to get him one step higher ... the SVO World Championship. ]

Burraca: I proved just how dominant I am on the last Showdown! And I have a challenge set for the man who wins the Victory Cup, and the World Championship! Championship versus Championship! The Showdown following the Ultimate Victory Pay Per View! After I ahniallate my peasant like opponent!

[ Burraca looks incredibly muscular for his size. He has muscles in places, most people don't have place. He switches the belt to his right shoulder, and continues his speech. ]

Burraca: Now that my challenge is set out, I'll get on to my upcoming match, Burraca versus Ehsan Aariz versus Joseph Peyton! Main Event Triple Threat match! Before I pick your flesh clean you two! I want you to listen to my words!

[ Burraca's eyes grow cold. ]

Burraca: I cannot be defeated, I refuse to lose, I will die, before I lost another match! Therefore, it is kill, or be killed! Hunt or be hunted! Survival of the sickest! It's time to unleash. My rage. On you!

[ Burraca dangles the title in his right hand, freeing up his shoulders. ]

Burraca: Ehsan Aariz is a fat slob! He is about my height, and it almost three hundred pounds! Your fat, and your slow! So what? You're the hardcore champion ... big deal. I am still better, faster, and stronger ... Quit eating all that god damn curry and you might lose a few pounds, you fuckin' pig!

[ Burraca momentarily looks at the ground. ]

Burraca: Joey Peyton. A dumb, parentless, pathetic excuse for a man!
You aren't even legal in the United States! You fucking emo prick. You cannot, beat me! Nobody can! Even your foster parents didn't want you!
Pathetic, No good, self-ritcheous, pretencious bastard!

[ Burraca lays the title in front of him. ]

Burraca: Bring the best you've got, because the greatest athlete in the world, cannot beat, Burraca!

[ Burraca raises his muscular arms, as the camera closes in on his eyes. Cold. Sadistic. Animalistic. All words that describe them. None of them accurate. ]




[ Return Open; The scene opens up to purely white noise. The static becomes ear poundingly loud. After several moments it passes, and the static picture remains. But the noise disappears. Replacing it is a soft, eerie and echoing voice. ]

?: What is Burraca? ... A cannibal? A murderer? He is none of these things. This is possible. Because Burraca does not exist. He is merely a missing fragment of the darkest, evilest pit of the human imagination. In short. He is what every human being fears. All in one visual image of a man.

[ The white noise fades black for a moment. ]

?: Burraca is nothing more than a fragment of a previous being's imagination. Burraca comes off as an animalistic monster. When he is really just a non-existant figure. But he indeed is something to fear.

[ A slight pause. ]

?: He can cause physical harm to a human being. He can even kill someone. But at the same time. He cannot. It is a strange course of events, and it must be even stranger to the most logical of people.
But I asure you.

[ Pause. ]

?: ... This is the truth. Burraca has no form of history, no identity, no social security card, birth certificate and or death certificate. No bank account. Therefore he does not exist. Burraca, is a nobody. Not in the sense of a social outcast. But in the most literal of terms. And in the end.

[ Another breif pause. ]

?: What you don't beleive ....


...


Will kill you. See you soon.

[ The voice stops. And our scene, closes. ]




[ Return Open; Candi Cross waits outside of Burraca's dressing room nervously. Petrified of the monster. As one would expect. She looks around nervously. Unbeknownst to her. The monster walks right up behind her. The title draped over his shoulder. ]

Burraca: Can I help you Miss Cross?

[ Candi jumps, spinning around. ]

Candi Cross: Oh my god! Don't sneak up on me like that!

[ Burraca looks around. ]

Burraca: Apologies.

Candi Cross: It's okay. Just don't do it again!

Burraca: Do you mind telling me what you are doing in front of my locker room?

Candi Cross: Oh um. I was sent to interveiw you so ...

[ Burraca holds up a hand. ]

Burraca: No explanations are needed. Just go on with it.

[ Candi fixes her dress, and adjusts her bust in her bra, as the camera rolls. ]

Candi Cross: Ladies and Gentleman, Candi Cross here with the first ever! SVO International Champion, Burraca!

[ A slight pop from the crowd. ]

Candi Cross: Burraca, how does it feel to be a champion?

Burraca: I don't feel. But I can asure you, I am quite pleased with myself. This is the first taste of gold I've had.

Candi Cross: What are your goals following this?

Burraca: My goal is to become a Grand Slam Champion. Starting after the Ultimate Victory Pay Per Veiw, I'm issueing a challenge to the World Champion .. Whoever it is. To face me in a title versus title match!

Candi Cross: Do you think the bosses will allow that?

[ Burraca leans in close to Candi. ]

Burraca: Do you think the bosses will tell me no?

Candi Cross: Good Point. What if the Champion accepts?

Burraca: If the champion accepts, he has balls of steel. And I will have imense respect for him.

Candi Cross: Thats kind of hard to come by isn't it?

Burraca: Indeed it is.

Candi Cross: And what of your upcoming match?

Burraca: I plan on murdering those two pathetic wastes of space in the ring! And chalking up two more victims for myself. And then ... I'll pick their bones clean, and chew on their hearts.

[ Candi is a freaked out now. ]

Candi Cross: Okay! Thats enough for today, this has been an interveiw with Burraca!

[ She hurrys away, Burraca turns his head as she goes and develops a dastardly smirk upon his face. The scene faded at this image. ]
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