As the crowd were beginning to settle in for the night, between the great matches being put on show, an unfamiliar tune hit the PA system. It's not to say that most of the new guys on the scene here were familiar to the fans, but some were sheer developed veterans of the ring.
Zombies by Lacuna Coil rang out loud, it's hard and melodic low-driven beat roaring out around the venue. Most of the crowd turned to see the newcomer, all in awe at the spectacle, with many of them being at their first pro-wrestling event with the entry being so cheap for a new startup.
Down on my knees
Feeling lost I look around
Another day I can see
My life crashing to the ground
Now that the time is ripe for change
None of the lies that I’ve been told
None of them lying preachers
Cannot curse me anymore
From the back came a man dressed in a spectacular shade of blue, bouncing on his toes and with a microphone in his hand. From years back, those who were in tune with the old format of WWE:E would have recognised him, but other than that he was a complete new face to the fans.
As the music was slowly faded down by the AV team, a small pop went out from the crowd as they awaited to hear what this new guy had to say. He seemed upbeat, ready for action, and happy to be here in front of everyone with a smug smirk on his face.
"Ladies and Gentlemen, my name is Avaritia, but you may call me Avari. For years I have been in the back of wrestling feds, biding my time and waiting for an opportunity from amongst the shadows to take that one golden chance to prove myself as a technically proficient upcoming star. Yes, that's a lot to say about oneself when you've yet to have a match, but what's life without a litte driven self-motivation and clear ambition?"
Slowly starting a walk down to the ring, Avari seemed to be ignoring the fans either side of him. Heh, that's not going to really gain any fans in that sense now, is it?
"The thing is, you could say that I have a lineage in this business. A lineage that is not usually associated with my character outside of these walls. Not many people know me and, and those who do then treat me differently. You see, I have a father who who has been in the business for years, one who I usually disassociate myself with, on the basis that I'd rather have people judge me on my own performances. For those of you smart enough to recognise the British accent, that may give you some hints if you want to work it out.
So now you know my name, you know a teaser of my background, but you don't know why I'm saying this all to you while walking down to the ring. I come out here in a new company, with intention and a deliberate aim. I want to prove myself, even if it means taking up an open challenge."
As he reached the ring, Avari rolled under the bottom rope and slowly got up to his feet. He looked around in a full circle at the fans around him, and knew that he clearly had their eyes on him now. His gold emblazoned jacket flowed around him, and he watched as a group of children pointed at it and he smiled to himself.
"In front of me I see those who want to watch something go down tonight, and those who just can't wait to get this man out of the ring. Well, I say that someone out in the back there do both of those, and give me a chance. Let us battle in the squared circle, and attempt to force me out of this ring that I so graciously attend."
He waited a few moments, expecting and hoping for an immediate answer. After those few seconds passed, he chuckled a little and went to speak again in to the microphone. Right before he was interrupted.
Avari removed his jacket, passing it to a stage hand.
Zombies by Lacuna Coil rang out loud, it's hard and melodic low-driven beat roaring out around the venue. Most of the crowd turned to see the newcomer, all in awe at the spectacle, with many of them being at their first pro-wrestling event with the entry being so cheap for a new startup.
Down on my knees
Feeling lost I look around
Another day I can see
My life crashing to the ground
Now that the time is ripe for change
None of the lies that I’ve been told
None of them lying preachers
Cannot curse me anymore
From the back came a man dressed in a spectacular shade of blue, bouncing on his toes and with a microphone in his hand. From years back, those who were in tune with the old format of WWE:E would have recognised him, but other than that he was a complete new face to the fans.
As the music was slowly faded down by the AV team, a small pop went out from the crowd as they awaited to hear what this new guy had to say. He seemed upbeat, ready for action, and happy to be here in front of everyone with a smug smirk on his face.
"Ladies and Gentlemen, my name is Avaritia, but you may call me Avari. For years I have been in the back of wrestling feds, biding my time and waiting for an opportunity from amongst the shadows to take that one golden chance to prove myself as a technically proficient upcoming star. Yes, that's a lot to say about oneself when you've yet to have a match, but what's life without a litte driven self-motivation and clear ambition?"
Slowly starting a walk down to the ring, Avari seemed to be ignoring the fans either side of him. Heh, that's not going to really gain any fans in that sense now, is it?
"The thing is, you could say that I have a lineage in this business. A lineage that is not usually associated with my character outside of these walls. Not many people know me and, and those who do then treat me differently. You see, I have a father who who has been in the business for years, one who I usually disassociate myself with, on the basis that I'd rather have people judge me on my own performances. For those of you smart enough to recognise the British accent, that may give you some hints if you want to work it out.
So now you know my name, you know a teaser of my background, but you don't know why I'm saying this all to you while walking down to the ring. I come out here in a new company, with intention and a deliberate aim. I want to prove myself, even if it means taking up an open challenge."
As he reached the ring, Avari rolled under the bottom rope and slowly got up to his feet. He looked around in a full circle at the fans around him, and knew that he clearly had their eyes on him now. His gold emblazoned jacket flowed around him, and he watched as a group of children pointed at it and he smiled to himself.
"In front of me I see those who want to watch something go down tonight, and those who just can't wait to get this man out of the ring. Well, I say that someone out in the back there do both of those, and give me a chance. Let us battle in the squared circle, and attempt to force me out of this ring that I so graciously attend."
He waited a few moments, expecting and hoping for an immediate answer. After those few seconds passed, he chuckled a little and went to speak again in to the microphone. Right before he was interrupted.
Avari removed his jacket, passing it to a stage hand.
