The show opens up to GBL standing in the ring. Dressed his usual attire, he was without his hat and a sort of far-off look on his face. The crowd was cheering up for the man in the ring. With a slight scratch on his cheek, he finally got into his back pocket to pull out his microphone to begin speaking. He ended up lowering the mic, shaking his head. He really didn't know what he was going to say or do. Finally, he brought it back up to begin speaking.
"I've had a long time to think about this. I've had plenty of options, but none of them seemed to fit. How we use to do things, we always winged it. We both did it on the spot when it came to bringing the excitement, cutting these promos, or bringing you one hell of a match. So to actually plan out and do things by a book is far beyond anything that Dark Lotus has ever done. We may set a main goal, but the path was paved along the way. My main goal is to tell you the news and explain the story of Dark Lotus' other half. The passing of one of our greats and my brother . . . Zemnas Mystic."
GBL paused and glanced around the crowd that was cheering up for the late Mystic. A slight smile as he brought a hand up to his head, still having a bit of a loss look. "What am I suppose to say? The two of us brought this company one-of-a-kind entertainment, and we brought enough chaos to last this company a lifetime. We fought with each other, and we went against each other. The most noted matches were doing our feuds. A feud that went straight to wrestlemania where we both had probably our best match, yet. We've put each other through hell. We've put others through hell. He was of the Eclipse series, and he was my partner in Dark Lotus. He was my brother. He took a piece of me with him, and I will never feel whole, again."
"Now . . . This show is a night to remember. That brother of mine would not want some fancy reviews of his past matches and life. Instead, he would want action. He would want us to get straight to the show. I'm out here in my gear. I'm out here as The Lotus Eclipse. I'm out here to fight in memory. That is what we do. We fight. The Eclipse, Dark Lotus. We fight. The Wicked Clowns never die, and the memory will forever live. Let me give you all an old taste of what Dark Lotus was like. As my brother was called 'The Wraith', I was The Great Milenko. So allow me to call out anyone so that we may get this show started the right way!" he yelled out, the lost look gone and replaced with a smirk.
"I've had a long time to think about this. I've had plenty of options, but none of them seemed to fit. How we use to do things, we always winged it. We both did it on the spot when it came to bringing the excitement, cutting these promos, or bringing you one hell of a match. So to actually plan out and do things by a book is far beyond anything that Dark Lotus has ever done. We may set a main goal, but the path was paved along the way. My main goal is to tell you the news and explain the story of Dark Lotus' other half. The passing of one of our greats and my brother . . . Zemnas Mystic."
GBL paused and glanced around the crowd that was cheering up for the late Mystic. A slight smile as he brought a hand up to his head, still having a bit of a loss look. "What am I suppose to say? The two of us brought this company one-of-a-kind entertainment, and we brought enough chaos to last this company a lifetime. We fought with each other, and we went against each other. The most noted matches were doing our feuds. A feud that went straight to wrestlemania where we both had probably our best match, yet. We've put each other through hell. We've put others through hell. He was of the Eclipse series, and he was my partner in Dark Lotus. He was my brother. He took a piece of me with him, and I will never feel whole, again."
"Now . . . This show is a night to remember. That brother of mine would not want some fancy reviews of his past matches and life. Instead, he would want action. He would want us to get straight to the show. I'm out here in my gear. I'm out here as The Lotus Eclipse. I'm out here to fight in memory. That is what we do. We fight. The Eclipse, Dark Lotus. We fight. The Wicked Clowns never die, and the memory will forever live. Let me give you all an old taste of what Dark Lotus was like. As my brother was called 'The Wraith', I was The Great Milenko. So allow me to call out anyone so that we may get this show started the right way!" he yelled out, the lost look gone and replaced with a smirk.
