A Signing That's Going To 'Shock' The World (Owl Man RP #1)
Oct 30, 2015 20:55:59 GMT
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Post by Deleted on Oct 30, 2015 20:55:59 GMT
(The following footage was retrieved from YouTube user WrestlingFanBros' channel. It was originally labelled 'A Hootin' Debut')
The feed opens to some sort of living-room arrangement, although at second glance it is clearly a set. In the center, in front of a bay window and amidst assorted furniture (such as a futon and a set of drawers) stand what appear to be five wrestlers, animatedly conversing amongst themselves. A moment later, one of them, who has his back turned to the camera, is heard saying:
'Go on, then! Tell the people who Pollomania's newest Champion is gonna be!'
The other superstars promptly close in on the wrestler this intimation is directed at, forming a circle around him as he prophesizes:
'All I have to say is...their new signing is a hoot...for he is none other than....OWL MAN!!!'
As he says this, a cloud of pyro suddenly erupts center-stage, blinding both the audience and the wrestlers. This is the cameraman's cue to switch the feed's focus to a nearby 'wall' (clearly made out of canvas), through which a rotund figure suddenly comes tumbling. As the clearly overweight man topples to the floor, losing his bright orange mask in the process, someone off-camera can be heard remarking:
'I tol'ja..oh God...'
A moment later, similar expressions of disgust can be heard emanating from the other wrestlers:
'Look at this motherf**cker!!'
'He fell flat on his ass! Fell flat on his f**king ass!'
Making a valiant effort to retain his dignity, the masked wrestler clambers to his feet and replaces his mask, leaving only his eyes and a shaggy goatee visible. As he does so, one of the other superstars is seen screaming apoplectically, as his friends make an effort to hold him back. The heavyset newcomer stares him down, clearly intending to make some sort of threatening statement.
'So you're the man who rules the world?' he begins. 'They call me...Owl Man. You've ruled the world long enough, Al Nova. Ger ready. You want a piece of me? Come and get me. Come after me, Al. I'm ready. I'm...'
Suddenly, the wrestler's shoulders sag, as he halts his already hesitant, staccatto delivery and shakes his head.
'Sorry, guys...I...I can't do this.'
With this, he turns his back to the camera and begins to walk away, as the other wrestlers chase after him:
'Wally...Wally, c'mon, man...Wally, come back, man...Don't do this, man...'
There seems, however, to be no dissuading the humiliated masked hero, and there is nothing his friends can do other than continue to give chase whilst trying to convince him to change his mind. As they do so, one of them stops just long enough to turn to the cameraman, waving his hands in a desperate gesture.
'Cut...cut, cut!'
Whoever is behind the camera promptly obliges, and a moment later the feed mercifully wraps up, putting an end to the shambolic scene.
Final Word Count: 491
Final Word Count: 491