~Vignette~
The lights dim and the titantron lights up the arena on its own, as the hiss of a brander searing into skin is heard, along with a scream. The scene fades to a dim lit lockerroom where Mike Landry sits alone with a smirk on his face. He holds tight the iron brand with his logo red hot on the other end, as if it were recently heated.
A disembodied voice sounds throughout the room, as a blue mist seems to surround Landry. He doesn't move, nor does his smirk falter.
???: "Can you feel it my friend? Closing in all around you?
You can chase the crown, but it doesn't change.. The sins of the past have finally caught up to you..."
In the room, forming from the mist, are dozens of moving images of people being harmed, thrown about. But they are all recognizable scenes. And they all have one common person amongst them, the image of a misty Mike Landry.
"You will be called to account for all the atrocities you've committed,"
The image of Landry bullying a business man, as he clearly threatens an unjust lawsuit against an entire company is focused upon. With Landry's Mist turning away triumphantly.
Mike Landry smirks.
"The unspeakable horrors you've let loose upon this world."
The Essence of Excellence is shown, as are Mike Landry's Mist parading about with several titles, the title mist phasing to form several different designs, the most easily to discern being the EEW TV title and the WWE:E Undisputed title.
Mike Landry smirks.
"And the dark, ancient powers you've enslaved."
The brand lights up with a red fire, as a blue mist visage of Mike Landry's Mist searing the lower back of a screaming girl is shown. The face of the girl switches back and forth between three different women, but their agony is the same.
Mike. Landry. Smirks.
"Though my soul was one of the first to be devoured by your evil..."
The mist shapes behind Landry to show Kelly King 2.0 being kicked in the crotch, as well as Landry's Mist lording a box of ashes over him, holding it high above 2.0's Mist's crumpled form.
"There are thousands more bound within this ring, and they cry out for release."
The mist starts to swirl all around Landry, giving him a chance to review each unspeakable evil he has commited over the past two years. He raises his gaze to watch them in earnest with his toothy grin. The images of crying, aggrivated, raged fans and their signs calling for the end of Landry combined with the pain and suffering Landry's Mist has caused soon become unwatchable, the mist a typhoon now around the eye of the storm: Landry's chair.
"Look now to your defenses, my son, for the champions of justice gather on your ramp!"
The mists slow as the images of the King of the Canvas competitors all stand before him, staring him down. Landry does not falter. Slowly he stands, and turns to stare the image of Kelly King 2.0 down, his smirk as evil as he can allow.
Landry: "Let them come."
The mist of the One True King looks down and shakes his head before dissolving and joining the typhoon around Landry.
"This is how their hearts break. So says the Heartbreaker."
Landry throws down the flaming brander, extinguishing it upon impact with the floor, and the hallucination of mist around him explodes in a flash of light, leaving Landry standing alone in his lockerroom once more.
"So shall it be."
The screen goes black and then the words light up on screen.
Mike Landry
King of the Canvas
We now return you to WWFG Presents King of the Canvas
The lights dim and the titantron lights up the arena on its own, as the hiss of a brander searing into skin is heard, along with a scream. The scene fades to a dim lit lockerroom where Mike Landry sits alone with a smirk on his face. He holds tight the iron brand with his logo red hot on the other end, as if it were recently heated.
A disembodied voice sounds throughout the room, as a blue mist seems to surround Landry. He doesn't move, nor does his smirk falter.
???: "Can you feel it my friend? Closing in all around you?
You can chase the crown, but it doesn't change.. The sins of the past have finally caught up to you..."
In the room, forming from the mist, are dozens of moving images of people being harmed, thrown about. But they are all recognizable scenes. And they all have one common person amongst them, the image of a misty Mike Landry.
"You will be called to account for all the atrocities you've committed,"
The image of Landry bullying a business man, as he clearly threatens an unjust lawsuit against an entire company is focused upon. With Landry's Mist turning away triumphantly.
Mike Landry smirks.
"The unspeakable horrors you've let loose upon this world."
The Essence of Excellence is shown, as are Mike Landry's Mist parading about with several titles, the title mist phasing to form several different designs, the most easily to discern being the EEW TV title and the WWE:E Undisputed title.
Mike Landry smirks.
"And the dark, ancient powers you've enslaved."
The brand lights up with a red fire, as a blue mist visage of Mike Landry's Mist searing the lower back of a screaming girl is shown. The face of the girl switches back and forth between three different women, but their agony is the same.
Mike. Landry. Smirks.
"Though my soul was one of the first to be devoured by your evil..."
The mist shapes behind Landry to show Kelly King 2.0 being kicked in the crotch, as well as Landry's Mist lording a box of ashes over him, holding it high above 2.0's Mist's crumpled form.
"There are thousands more bound within this ring, and they cry out for release."
The mist starts to swirl all around Landry, giving him a chance to review each unspeakable evil he has commited over the past two years. He raises his gaze to watch them in earnest with his toothy grin. The images of crying, aggrivated, raged fans and their signs calling for the end of Landry combined with the pain and suffering Landry's Mist has caused soon become unwatchable, the mist a typhoon now around the eye of the storm: Landry's chair.
"Look now to your defenses, my son, for the champions of justice gather on your ramp!"
The mists slow as the images of the King of the Canvas competitors all stand before him, staring him down. Landry does not falter. Slowly he stands, and turns to stare the image of Kelly King 2.0 down, his smirk as evil as he can allow.
Landry: "Let them come."
The mist of the One True King looks down and shakes his head before dissolving and joining the typhoon around Landry.
"This is how their hearts break. So says the Heartbreaker."
Landry throws down the flaming brander, extinguishing it upon impact with the floor, and the hallucination of mist around him explodes in a flash of light, leaving Landry standing alone in his lockerroom once more.
"So shall it be."
The screen goes black and then the words light up on screen.
Mike Landry
King of the Canvas
We now return you to WWFG Presents King of the Canvas
