Post by theblackcountryboys on Oct 23, 2024 9:39:30 GMT
"The Little General" Emmett Askey stands in front of the camera. He wears a finely tailored suit, complete with a red pocket square and slicked-back hair, oozing confidence and arrogance. A smug grin stretches across his face
"Ladies and gentlemen, as you know, I am the foremost manager on the British Isle and the guiding light of the reigning UNOFFICIAL tag team champions-The Black Country Boys, but tonight I present something a little different, a man like myself of such limited ambition is not satisified with just dominating the tag team scene, no soon, I will rule, wrestling throughout this country, so when I heard about this amateur challenge, well I pulled a few strings and I am now happy to introduce you to my latest client. The single most destructive force this industry has ever seen. But before we get to that... let's talk about this pathetic little spectacle-"Oh, yes! I’m talking about Oliver ‘The Croc Killer’ Gladstone! Australia’s pride—a man who made a name for himself wrestling oversized lizards! LIZARDS! You honestly believe that defeating a few reptiles qualifies him to step into the ring ?
Askby laughs
"Well, allow me to enlighten you, because the Croc Killer is about to meet his extinction. You see, Gladstone may be good at tangling with toothy beasts that skulk in the mud, but this—THIS—is a whole different world. He’s facing not just a man... but a monster."
Askby steps aside, finally revealing Giant Barak in full view, his massive body casting a shadow over the smaller manager. He remains silent, his cold eyes locked on the camera.
"This... this mountain of a man behind me is Giant Barak. Born in the ancient lands of the Czech Republic, forged in the fires of battle and strength competitions, he is the true apex predator of this business. Seven feet of unrelenting power, 320 pounds of pure destruction. The Croc Killer? Pfft! He’s about to become just another broken body, another trophy on our path to domination., No one—NO ONE—can stand against this unstoppable juggernaut. Gladstone, you’ve made a career fighting beasts, but now... you face a Giant. And when Barak is done with you, there will be no celebration, no victory lap. Just the sound of your body hitting the canvas and the rise of the greatest force wrestling has ever seen."
Askby points to Barak, who cracks his knuckles, the sound echoing ominously.