Post by Thomas Snow on Dec 1, 2019 19:31:28 GMT -5
The video begins with generic-sounding news broadcast music.
The scene fades into two people, a man, and a woman, sitting behind a folding card table. The man is wearing a t-shirt looking like a tuxedo top. Next to him, the woman is wearing a fake handlebar mustache.
“Good evening! Welcome to the Action Wrestling evening news. I am Cooper Strumm and I am joined by my co-host, Sierra Silver.”
“Thanks, Coop! We got a great show for you tonight!”
Sierra’s mustache flops around with each word she speaks.
“But first, our top story. Youngboi sensation, Thomas Snow will make his Action Wrestling debut on the December second edition of Monday Night Clash against this woman.”
An image of Legion is superimposed over Cooper’s face.
“That’s right, Si. It is the first match for that sexy motherlover since the November fifth episode of Tuesday Night Sin where he picked up a victory over Haven along with his tag team partner-”
“ME!”
Sierra clears her throat and adjusts her non-existent tie.
“Sorry, got excited. Anyway! For those who don’t know Mr. Trinity, we’ve prepared a little something just for you. Roll the clip!”
A hype package begins to play. It shows Thomas as he puts his technical abilities on display, wrapping his opponents up into pretzels. Next, it shows him flying all around the ring. From the top turnbuckle, bouncing off the top rope, leaping over the top rope onto his opponents waiting on the outside. Next shows Snow flipping through the air multiple times, hitting his signature 630 senton, Nuclear Winter. The package ends with a shot of Thomas holding the Trinity world title high into the air.
“Wow. Smart, handsome, AND athletic. This kid sure won the genetic lottery.”
“Keep it in your pants, Coop. You’re a professional.”
“You right, Sorry.”
“So yeah! As you can see, this kid is a sight to behold. He can tie you up with your own limbs, shove your own foot down your throat, he can LITERALLY fly. Thomas is only 170 but he can still knock all the wind outta you whenever he wants! This kid is insanely talented!”
“I think we were supposed to be unbiased here but that went out the window a long time ago.”
“Um… duh? Though, to be fair, how could anyone really say anything positive about that twig? Like, seriously girl, eat a fuckin’ salad. If you were any thinner, turning sideways would make you invisible! A stiff breeze would knock you over! Other generic yet accurate skinny kid jokes!”
“All right, Sierra. You’ve made your point. We need to-”
“And that hair. Take a fucking shower, girl. It looks like a goddamn rats nest! Do you think that looks good? Some kind of new trend? Now, I ain’t the most fashionable girl in the world, well aware of that but fuuuuuck even I’m hotter than you.”
“...Okay… And now a word from our sponsors…”
The scene shifts to an old-timey salesman.
“You there! Why don’t you come on down to Spider Emporium down on 3rd and Maine? Need ten pounds of spiders? No problem! Need a hundred pounds of spiders? No problem!
“‘How do you get so many spiders?’ You may ask."
The man removes his mask, revealing a spider’s head underneath.
“It’s because we’re an army of giant spiders…”
There’s a brief pause of silence.
“...So come on over to the Spider Emporium down on 3rd and Maine. And remember... Mo’ Spiders - Mo’ Value!”
The scene returns from commercial to Sierra and Cooper. Sierra is now wearing a plastic Guy Fawkes mask over her face.
“We are Legion. We are one. We do not forgive. We do not forget. Expect us.”
“...What are you doing?”
“I don’t know, man. Look, I can’t be the only one to make that connection!”
“I… don’t think Legion is Anonymous…”
“Of course she is! Have you seen that manager of hers?! ‘Mister J’, such a generic internet troll alias! He is the poster child of those fucking trolls! Dude’s a fat, hairy son of a mother! And that lanky bitch is gonna need all of those fat, greasy keyboard warriors behind her if she even has a shot against our boy Tommy!”
“Calm down, Si! Focus!”
Sierra rips the mask off her face and chucks it like a frisbee followed by a pathetic “ow” from off-screen. Sierra clears her throat again and looks into the camera as if nothing had happened.
“And now we’re going to take you to The Ice Prince himself, who shared a few of his thoughts with us in this AW Evening News exclusive.”
The scene cuts to Thomas Snow. He’s standing in the middle of a snowy forest in nothing but his wrestling gear. He’s covered in goosebumps but otherwise, he shows no signs of the cold affecting him.
“Greetings, Action Wrestling fans. My name is Thomas Snow. If you don’t know me, that’s okay. I’m sure you will soon.
“I want to clear something up right away. I am a big softie. I enjoy curling up with my boyfriend on cold nights, I am obsessed with Disney+, all of that. I fanboy over baby Yoda just as much if not more than anyone else. You take a look at me outside of the ring and you would probably assume I’m no threat.
“But I need to tell you right now that is a huge oversight. Outside the ring, I’m a normal guy. But once I step between those ropes, I become a different guy. I’m focused, I’m determined. My home is in the ring, I thrive when I’m surrounded by screaming fans.
“So that brings me to you, Legion. You’re an established veteran, you’ve been around for over a decade. I’m just a nineteen-year-old rookie whose only real accomplishment has seemingly been rendered moot due to the closure of the company. You’ve probably never even heard my name. And, to be entirely honest, I hadn’t really heard yours until recently either.
“With that said, I do not doubt your abilities for a second. You have been in this business for eleven years. That means you know a thing or two about longevity.
“But, if I’m honest, that’s where my compliments for you end. You see, I didn’t need to crash through tables or fall onto barbed wire to make a name for myself in this business. I made my way through pure talent and hard work. That’s what separates us. I may not be a grizzled vet like you, but nevertheless, I’ve made my mark in this industry and have done so in stride. And you won’t see me disappearing from the public if I lose. No, I’m going to get up, dust myself off, and press on.
“Trust me, Ms. Legion. I have plenty of experience in dusting myself off after a tough loss. Not once did I vanish or adopt a new name. I am me, unashamedly. I’m going to be Thomas Snow and only Thomas Snow to the end.
“I’ve been to the top of the mountain as well as the bottom of the chasm. I’ve experienced the best and worst that this business has to offer and yet I’m still here. You may run, hide, and develop a sort of hivemind personality to escape your losses, but I will do no such thing.
“Once again, with that said, I do hope this go around sticks for you. At the very least, I hope I’m not the one to send you back into hiding. For I don’t think I have it in me...
“I look forward to an exciting matchup with you, Ms. Legion. It’s both of our debuts so we both get to show the AW faithful what we’re made of. With all sincerity, may the best wrestler win”
Thomas flashes a friendly smile to the camera as the scene fades out and returns to Cooper and Sierra.
“Wow. Strong words from The Ice Prince.”
“Yeah, but c’mon, Tommy. Give yourself more credit! Everyone’s heard your name. The wrestling prodigy, won a world title at nineteen, youngest world champ in Trinity’s history! What’s that Legion done?”
“Blew up the Old Bailey?”
“Wrong Legion, Coop.”
“Shit, sorry.”
“Look, I’m sure Legion has done plenty of cool things in her… their? Their career. Nonbinary or something. Either way, there’s no documented evidence that I’ve seen. And you know I’m a well-respected journalist, so if I can’t find any, no one can!”
“Si… You’re T’s social media girl. You’re not a journal-”
“Shut your whore mouth!”
Cooper raises his hands up in surrender.
“Aight, my bad.”
“Yeah… watch yourself, lover boy.”
Cooper and Sierra glared at each other for a moment before slowly turning back to the camera. Again, as if nothing happened.
“And that will do it here for the Action Wrestling Evening News. We here in the Snow camp would like to thank you for tuning in. For Sierra Silver, I’m Cooper Strumm. See you next time!”
-End of video-
The scene fades into two people, a man, and a woman, sitting behind a folding card table. The man is wearing a t-shirt looking like a tuxedo top. Next to him, the woman is wearing a fake handlebar mustache.
“Good evening! Welcome to the Action Wrestling evening news. I am Cooper Strumm and I am joined by my co-host, Sierra Silver.”
“Thanks, Coop! We got a great show for you tonight!”
Sierra’s mustache flops around with each word she speaks.
“But first, our top story. Youngboi sensation, Thomas Snow will make his Action Wrestling debut on the December second edition of Monday Night Clash against this woman.”
An image of Legion is superimposed over Cooper’s face.
“That’s right, Si. It is the first match for that sexy motherlover since the November fifth episode of Tuesday Night Sin where he picked up a victory over Haven along with his tag team partner-”
“ME!”
Sierra clears her throat and adjusts her non-existent tie.
“Sorry, got excited. Anyway! For those who don’t know Mr. Trinity, we’ve prepared a little something just for you. Roll the clip!”
A hype package begins to play. It shows Thomas as he puts his technical abilities on display, wrapping his opponents up into pretzels. Next, it shows him flying all around the ring. From the top turnbuckle, bouncing off the top rope, leaping over the top rope onto his opponents waiting on the outside. Next shows Snow flipping through the air multiple times, hitting his signature 630 senton, Nuclear Winter. The package ends with a shot of Thomas holding the Trinity world title high into the air.
“Wow. Smart, handsome, AND athletic. This kid sure won the genetic lottery.”
“Keep it in your pants, Coop. You’re a professional.”
“You right, Sorry.”
“So yeah! As you can see, this kid is a sight to behold. He can tie you up with your own limbs, shove your own foot down your throat, he can LITERALLY fly. Thomas is only 170 but he can still knock all the wind outta you whenever he wants! This kid is insanely talented!”
“I think we were supposed to be unbiased here but that went out the window a long time ago.”
“Um… duh? Though, to be fair, how could anyone really say anything positive about that twig? Like, seriously girl, eat a fuckin’ salad. If you were any thinner, turning sideways would make you invisible! A stiff breeze would knock you over! Other generic yet accurate skinny kid jokes!”
“All right, Sierra. You’ve made your point. We need to-”
“And that hair. Take a fucking shower, girl. It looks like a goddamn rats nest! Do you think that looks good? Some kind of new trend? Now, I ain’t the most fashionable girl in the world, well aware of that but fuuuuuck even I’m hotter than you.”
“...Okay… And now a word from our sponsors…”
The scene shifts to an old-timey salesman.
“You there! Why don’t you come on down to Spider Emporium down on 3rd and Maine? Need ten pounds of spiders? No problem! Need a hundred pounds of spiders? No problem!
“‘How do you get so many spiders?’ You may ask."
The man removes his mask, revealing a spider’s head underneath.
“It’s because we’re an army of giant spiders…”
There’s a brief pause of silence.
“...So come on over to the Spider Emporium down on 3rd and Maine. And remember... Mo’ Spiders - Mo’ Value!”
The scene returns from commercial to Sierra and Cooper. Sierra is now wearing a plastic Guy Fawkes mask over her face.
“We are Legion. We are one. We do not forgive. We do not forget. Expect us.”
“...What are you doing?”
“I don’t know, man. Look, I can’t be the only one to make that connection!”
“I… don’t think Legion is Anonymous…”
“Of course she is! Have you seen that manager of hers?! ‘Mister J’, such a generic internet troll alias! He is the poster child of those fucking trolls! Dude’s a fat, hairy son of a mother! And that lanky bitch is gonna need all of those fat, greasy keyboard warriors behind her if she even has a shot against our boy Tommy!”
“Calm down, Si! Focus!”
Sierra rips the mask off her face and chucks it like a frisbee followed by a pathetic “ow” from off-screen. Sierra clears her throat again and looks into the camera as if nothing had happened.
“And now we’re going to take you to The Ice Prince himself, who shared a few of his thoughts with us in this AW Evening News exclusive.”
The scene cuts to Thomas Snow. He’s standing in the middle of a snowy forest in nothing but his wrestling gear. He’s covered in goosebumps but otherwise, he shows no signs of the cold affecting him.
“Greetings, Action Wrestling fans. My name is Thomas Snow. If you don’t know me, that’s okay. I’m sure you will soon.
“I want to clear something up right away. I am a big softie. I enjoy curling up with my boyfriend on cold nights, I am obsessed with Disney+, all of that. I fanboy over baby Yoda just as much if not more than anyone else. You take a look at me outside of the ring and you would probably assume I’m no threat.
“But I need to tell you right now that is a huge oversight. Outside the ring, I’m a normal guy. But once I step between those ropes, I become a different guy. I’m focused, I’m determined. My home is in the ring, I thrive when I’m surrounded by screaming fans.
“So that brings me to you, Legion. You’re an established veteran, you’ve been around for over a decade. I’m just a nineteen-year-old rookie whose only real accomplishment has seemingly been rendered moot due to the closure of the company. You’ve probably never even heard my name. And, to be entirely honest, I hadn’t really heard yours until recently either.
“With that said, I do not doubt your abilities for a second. You have been in this business for eleven years. That means you know a thing or two about longevity.
“But, if I’m honest, that’s where my compliments for you end. You see, I didn’t need to crash through tables or fall onto barbed wire to make a name for myself in this business. I made my way through pure talent and hard work. That’s what separates us. I may not be a grizzled vet like you, but nevertheless, I’ve made my mark in this industry and have done so in stride. And you won’t see me disappearing from the public if I lose. No, I’m going to get up, dust myself off, and press on.
“Trust me, Ms. Legion. I have plenty of experience in dusting myself off after a tough loss. Not once did I vanish or adopt a new name. I am me, unashamedly. I’m going to be Thomas Snow and only Thomas Snow to the end.
“I’ve been to the top of the mountain as well as the bottom of the chasm. I’ve experienced the best and worst that this business has to offer and yet I’m still here. You may run, hide, and develop a sort of hivemind personality to escape your losses, but I will do no such thing.
“Once again, with that said, I do hope this go around sticks for you. At the very least, I hope I’m not the one to send you back into hiding. For I don’t think I have it in me...
“I look forward to an exciting matchup with you, Ms. Legion. It’s both of our debuts so we both get to show the AW faithful what we’re made of. With all sincerity, may the best wrestler win”
Thomas flashes a friendly smile to the camera as the scene fades out and returns to Cooper and Sierra.
“Wow. Strong words from The Ice Prince.”
“Yeah, but c’mon, Tommy. Give yourself more credit! Everyone’s heard your name. The wrestling prodigy, won a world title at nineteen, youngest world champ in Trinity’s history! What’s that Legion done?”
“Blew up the Old Bailey?”
“Wrong Legion, Coop.”
“Shit, sorry.”
“Look, I’m sure Legion has done plenty of cool things in her… their? Their career. Nonbinary or something. Either way, there’s no documented evidence that I’ve seen. And you know I’m a well-respected journalist, so if I can’t find any, no one can!”
“Si… You’re T’s social media girl. You’re not a journal-”
“Shut your whore mouth!”
Cooper raises his hands up in surrender.
“Aight, my bad.”
“Yeah… watch yourself, lover boy.”
Cooper and Sierra glared at each other for a moment before slowly turning back to the camera. Again, as if nothing happened.
“And that will do it here for the Action Wrestling Evening News. We here in the Snow camp would like to thank you for tuning in. For Sierra Silver, I’m Cooper Strumm. See you next time!”
-End of video-