Post by EmbodimentOfFear on Apr 25, 2014 9:15:51 GMT -5
A view of an applauding studio audience is shown, and the camera pans to a studio set with Grey Coppi seated on a stool, with a vacant stool a few feet away. There is a monitor set between and behind the two stools.
Coppi: Hello! My name is Grey Coppi, and welcome to this very special No Holds Barred edition of Making Coppies! This is an exciting part of the UGWC year, but then again, it’s all exciting, isn’t it?
The audience applauds.
Coppi: No Holds Barred has seen some of the most action-packed, thrilling, and memorable matches in UGWC history, from the Dragon’s Cave Match in 2010 that unified the Cross-Hemisphere Championship with the GIW.com Championship, or the Maniacal Multiple Massacre Match for the World Heavyweight Championship in 2011, to the War Games match between the Dragon’s Cave and the Dungeon of Pain in 2012, and last year’s Valhalla Burial match that heralded the rise of Eden Morgan.
The monitor flashes highlights of these matches as Grey talks about them.
Coppi: Through it all, one match that has become synonymous with No Holds Barred is the Hall of Mirrors match, a mirror maze that has seen a veritable Who’s Who of UGWC step inside it, including future World Heavyweight Champions such as Jet Somers, Moss Edwards, and Zane Scott. Just as the match has become associated with No Holds Barred, there is one man who is associated with the Hall of Mirrors, and in just a few days he will step inside the maze for the seventh time in his career to face his longtime nemesis, Remi Monroe. Please welcome my guest, the Embodiment of Fear, PHRIXUS DEIMOS!
Phrixus “Fear” Deimos runs out on the set to raucous applause, slapping the hands of several audience members in the front row. He raises the roof as he walks to his seat, and shakes the hand of Grey Coppi before he sits.
Coppi: Welcome!
Fear: Woo!
Coppi: Quite a reception for you.
Fear: I know, right?
Coppi: So you’re going back into the Hall of Mirrors.
Fear: Back inside, yeah. Did I hear you say a minute ago this is the seventh time?
Coppi: If we count your first three back in LWF, yeah.
Fear: Wow. Doesn’t feel like that many.
Coppi: Maybe you only remember the three that you won.
Fear: Maybe!
Fear laughs.
Coppi: Still, it has to be something of a comfort to you, returning to a match you have such an intimate history with.
Fear: Well, yeah, of course. Especially when you’re talking about a match as unique as this one, having that type of experience is a real advantage.
Coppi: You’ve got a pretty personal history with Remi Monroe, something of a blood feud, but the possibility exists with the Hall of Mirrors that you might not even come in contact, could potentially never even see each other. Feels like it could play havoc with your strategy.
Fear: It could, except the strategy is just to win. Nobody is sitting around trading in actual victories for moral ones. I’m going through that maze and out the other side. Of course, if I happen to run into Remi along the way, I have no problem with helping him get up close and personal with his own reflection.
Coppi: Now, I understand you have brought a video to share with us?
Fear: I did! Can we take a look at that?
Coppi: Let’s play the clip.
The monitor shows what appears to be footage from a handheld camera outside a hotel chalet in Winnipeg.
Coppi: Where is this?
Fear: It’s where Remi is staying this week.
The person holding the camera approaches the door to the chalet, and a voice can be heard off-camera.
Voice: Come on, hurry up!
The cameraman is handed a small brown bag that has been folded closed.
Voice: Steaming fresh.
Coppi: Was that?
Fear: Wait for it.
The bag is placed in front of the door, and the cameraman switches hands that he is holding the camera with an a lighter comes into view. He lights the bag on fire, and a moment later the barrel of a baseball bat can be seen knocking on the door.
Voice: Run!
There are a few seconds of the ground as hurried footsteps can be heard, and when the image comes clear again, it zooms on from a distance on the door to the chalet opening, and Remi Monroe waving his arms in distress upon seeing the flaming bag.
A quick glimpse of a face wearing an eye-patch is seen as the camera is apparently handed off, and settles on an image of a grinning Phrixus Deimos.
Deimos: Fear that.
The footage ends as the monitor goes dark, and the studio audience cheers and applauds as Fear stands and takes an emphatic bow.
Coppi: Well that was certainly…something.
Fear: Just a spot of good fun, wanted to help the “Swampland Superman” feel at home, you know his ilk could feel out of place in the Canadian wilderness.
Coppi: Congratulations are in order then, I suppose. I have to say, I don’t think these fans here expected something like that from you, but they sure seem to have enjoyed it.
Fear: That’s because they’re sheep.
A hush falls over the audience.
Coppi: I’m sorry, what?
Fear: They’re sheep. They flock to a flavor of the month, if you know what button to push, you have them right in your hands. It’s depressing, really.
Some jeers begin, but Phrixus ignores them.
Fear: This is what Remi Monroe is all about. He’s a man who puts on a show for everyone, leads you along to believe one thing about him, when he is really something entirely different. From the first day he stepped inside a UGWC arena, he’s worn a mask of this persona that he wants us all to think that he is. A paragon of virtue, hiding a twisted sinner. Even his disguise has worn a disguise, when he paraded around as that Captain 80s farce. Baffles people with his twisted double-talk, his distracting accent. These people want to conveniently forget that he treated the Cross-Hemisphere Championship like some Creole trash that he found buried in his local backyard marsh, that he took himself out of a Battleground Match because he was petrified of the violence unfolding in front of him. This year alone we saw him hide amongst the mob during the Global Challenge and retreat atop the cage during the Massive Melee. Yet he puts on a smile and slaps together some charm, and suddenly he is the beloved “Cajun Crusader” that these fools all want to support. He’s pulled the wool over your eyes, and what’s sad about that is that, as I just demonstrated, you make it so easy.
The audience has completely turned on Phrixus, and he leans forward and cups his hand to his ear for a moment.
Fear: Remi thrives on using metaphorical smoke and mirrors to distract you and show you what he wants you to see. At No Holds Barred, he leaves his domain and steps into mine, and in the Hall of Mirrors I will force him to see himself for what he truly is, a glorified piece of trash that should be cast back into the desolate swampland that it came from.
Fear tears his microphone piece from his shirt and tosses it on the floor in front of Grey before walking off the set.
Coppi: Well…a shocking interview here on Making Coppies, and there are certain to be many more shocking moments that await us in just a few short days at No Holds Barred. We’ll see you there!
The broadcast fades out on another view of the audience.
Coppi: Hello! My name is Grey Coppi, and welcome to this very special No Holds Barred edition of Making Coppies! This is an exciting part of the UGWC year, but then again, it’s all exciting, isn’t it?
The audience applauds.
Coppi: No Holds Barred has seen some of the most action-packed, thrilling, and memorable matches in UGWC history, from the Dragon’s Cave Match in 2010 that unified the Cross-Hemisphere Championship with the GIW.com Championship, or the Maniacal Multiple Massacre Match for the World Heavyweight Championship in 2011, to the War Games match between the Dragon’s Cave and the Dungeon of Pain in 2012, and last year’s Valhalla Burial match that heralded the rise of Eden Morgan.
The monitor flashes highlights of these matches as Grey talks about them.
Coppi: Through it all, one match that has become synonymous with No Holds Barred is the Hall of Mirrors match, a mirror maze that has seen a veritable Who’s Who of UGWC step inside it, including future World Heavyweight Champions such as Jet Somers, Moss Edwards, and Zane Scott. Just as the match has become associated with No Holds Barred, there is one man who is associated with the Hall of Mirrors, and in just a few days he will step inside the maze for the seventh time in his career to face his longtime nemesis, Remi Monroe. Please welcome my guest, the Embodiment of Fear, PHRIXUS DEIMOS!
Phrixus “Fear” Deimos runs out on the set to raucous applause, slapping the hands of several audience members in the front row. He raises the roof as he walks to his seat, and shakes the hand of Grey Coppi before he sits.
Coppi: Welcome!
Fear: Woo!
Coppi: Quite a reception for you.
Fear: I know, right?
Coppi: So you’re going back into the Hall of Mirrors.
Fear: Back inside, yeah. Did I hear you say a minute ago this is the seventh time?
Coppi: If we count your first three back in LWF, yeah.
Fear: Wow. Doesn’t feel like that many.
Coppi: Maybe you only remember the three that you won.
Fear: Maybe!
Fear laughs.
Coppi: Still, it has to be something of a comfort to you, returning to a match you have such an intimate history with.
Fear: Well, yeah, of course. Especially when you’re talking about a match as unique as this one, having that type of experience is a real advantage.
Coppi: You’ve got a pretty personal history with Remi Monroe, something of a blood feud, but the possibility exists with the Hall of Mirrors that you might not even come in contact, could potentially never even see each other. Feels like it could play havoc with your strategy.
Fear: It could, except the strategy is just to win. Nobody is sitting around trading in actual victories for moral ones. I’m going through that maze and out the other side. Of course, if I happen to run into Remi along the way, I have no problem with helping him get up close and personal with his own reflection.
Coppi: Now, I understand you have brought a video to share with us?
Fear: I did! Can we take a look at that?
Coppi: Let’s play the clip.
The monitor shows what appears to be footage from a handheld camera outside a hotel chalet in Winnipeg.
Coppi: Where is this?
Fear: It’s where Remi is staying this week.
The person holding the camera approaches the door to the chalet, and a voice can be heard off-camera.
Voice: Come on, hurry up!
The cameraman is handed a small brown bag that has been folded closed.
Voice: Steaming fresh.
Coppi: Was that?
Fear: Wait for it.
The bag is placed in front of the door, and the cameraman switches hands that he is holding the camera with an a lighter comes into view. He lights the bag on fire, and a moment later the barrel of a baseball bat can be seen knocking on the door.
Voice: Run!
There are a few seconds of the ground as hurried footsteps can be heard, and when the image comes clear again, it zooms on from a distance on the door to the chalet opening, and Remi Monroe waving his arms in distress upon seeing the flaming bag.
A quick glimpse of a face wearing an eye-patch is seen as the camera is apparently handed off, and settles on an image of a grinning Phrixus Deimos.
Deimos: Fear that.
The footage ends as the monitor goes dark, and the studio audience cheers and applauds as Fear stands and takes an emphatic bow.
Coppi: Well that was certainly…something.
Fear: Just a spot of good fun, wanted to help the “Swampland Superman” feel at home, you know his ilk could feel out of place in the Canadian wilderness.
Coppi: Congratulations are in order then, I suppose. I have to say, I don’t think these fans here expected something like that from you, but they sure seem to have enjoyed it.
Fear: That’s because they’re sheep.
A hush falls over the audience.
Coppi: I’m sorry, what?
Fear: They’re sheep. They flock to a flavor of the month, if you know what button to push, you have them right in your hands. It’s depressing, really.
Some jeers begin, but Phrixus ignores them.
Fear: This is what Remi Monroe is all about. He’s a man who puts on a show for everyone, leads you along to believe one thing about him, when he is really something entirely different. From the first day he stepped inside a UGWC arena, he’s worn a mask of this persona that he wants us all to think that he is. A paragon of virtue, hiding a twisted sinner. Even his disguise has worn a disguise, when he paraded around as that Captain 80s farce. Baffles people with his twisted double-talk, his distracting accent. These people want to conveniently forget that he treated the Cross-Hemisphere Championship like some Creole trash that he found buried in his local backyard marsh, that he took himself out of a Battleground Match because he was petrified of the violence unfolding in front of him. This year alone we saw him hide amongst the mob during the Global Challenge and retreat atop the cage during the Massive Melee. Yet he puts on a smile and slaps together some charm, and suddenly he is the beloved “Cajun Crusader” that these fools all want to support. He’s pulled the wool over your eyes, and what’s sad about that is that, as I just demonstrated, you make it so easy.
The audience has completely turned on Phrixus, and he leans forward and cups his hand to his ear for a moment.
Fear: Remi thrives on using metaphorical smoke and mirrors to distract you and show you what he wants you to see. At No Holds Barred, he leaves his domain and steps into mine, and in the Hall of Mirrors I will force him to see himself for what he truly is, a glorified piece of trash that should be cast back into the desolate swampland that it came from.
Fear tears his microphone piece from his shirt and tosses it on the floor in front of Grey before walking off the set.
Coppi: Well…a shocking interview here on Making Coppies, and there are certain to be many more shocking moments that await us in just a few short days at No Holds Barred. We’ll see you there!
The broadcast fades out on another view of the audience.
