Bank on It

Roleplay Roleplay by SYNDICATE
On Tue, Aug08, 2017 6:12pm America/Phoenix
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Bank on It

*The screen fills with the familiar image of static before fading into a shot of the side of the US Bank Arena in Cincinnati, Ohio, the site of this week's WWX Fury.  The camera is pointed at a large banner advertising the event featuring the profile of Syndicate holding the World Championship and smiling.  The camera pans down from the face of the champion's image to a man looking up at the banner.  He is dressed in a black pulled-up hoodie, blue jeans, and gray Adidas sneakers.  The man takes his hands out of the sweatshirt's pockets and flips down the hood to reveal the long blonde hair of Syndicate, the current Undisputed World Heavyweight Champion.*

Syndicate: Four years and I finally get my own banner...

*He swivels around and faces the camera, a huge smile on his face.*

Syndicate: ...about time.

*He begins walking around the side of the arena as he speaks.*

Syndicate: You know, Krimzon, I didn't have a press conference because I wanted to show how cool I was.  I didn't sit in front of a roomful of reporters in order to prove any points.  No, I was there because talking to the media is a champion's JOB.  You of all people should know that, given your previous four World title reigns.  Yet you decry the conference as an attempt to show myself off or whatever.  What a frickin' joke you are.

*As Syndicate walks, the banner of the champion moves out of view, replaced with the distinctive red, black, and blue striping of the US Bank Arena.*

Syndicate: The saddest thing about your video is that, in order to prove one, singular "point", you dragged all of these poor saps off of their couches and into a conference room.  And for what?  To say that you don't need a press conference to prove that you're a legend...or something like that.  I didn't really know what the hell you were trying to prove, to be honest.

*He smiles.*

Syndicate: I don't know why you're worried about history or the Hall of Fame right now, Krimzon.  The history doesn't matter, and when you're facing me, it never will.  I am unprecedented, unpredictable, and un-|BLEEP|ing-STOPPABLE.  Your little buddies from AoD won't make any sort of difference, given that each and every one of them is retired at this point and you will be soon as well.

Syndicate: Let me give you some champion's advice, straight from me to you: stop worrying about the past and start worrying about right here, right now.  Because right now, I'm the Undisputed World Heavyweight Champion.  Right now, I'm a challenge that you have to defeat in order to stay relevant in today's WWX.  Right now, your buddies and your history and your experience won't make any sort of difference.

*He pauses, as if thinking about something.*

Syndicate: You know what?  I'm done.  I'm done talking about your stupid little video with your stupid little friends.  Let's talk, me and you, one-on-one, alright?

*Syndicate stops walking around the US Bank Arena and faces the camera with a dead-serious look on his face.*

Syndicate: You exude confidence when you deserve nothing.  You see yourself as a five-time World Champion when you have done nothing but be in the right place at the right time.  You do nothing but bitch and moan whenever a match, such as the triple-threat with Cameron Westport, doesn't go your way.  That's not just sad, man; that's |BLEEP|ing embarrassing, and I'm, quite frankly, embarrassed to even be talking with you right now.

*The champion reaches up with his left hand and brushes back his blonde hair.*

Syndicate: But let's say you do show up to Fury with the right mindset.  Let's say you're ready to fight the greatest professional wrestler alive today.  I have no doubt that you can and will get yourself in shape, after all.  It still won't be enough, Krimzon.  It will never be enough.  You know why every man that's faced me since Aftershock has failed to defeat me?

*Syndicate smirks.*

Syndicate: Because nobody can...and nobody will.  You lost that triple-threat because you didn't have enough willpower to break up the final pin.  You were completely spent.  And I, the eternal survivor, took advantage.  Why do you think anything different will happen on Fury?  I really don't get it - your line of thinking makes absolutely no sense.  And the best part is that nothing I can say will change that.  You'll still walk into Fury thinking that you have a chance in hell of beating me.

Syndicate: Before you say anything about it, Krimzon, no, I'm not being blindly cocky and overconfident about this matchup.  Let's face it: ANYONE who goes on a 6-month undefeated streak while being the Undisputed Heavyweight Champion of the World can afford to be a bit cocky.  But, even if I set that cockiness aside, I know that I can defeat you once again in front of 17,000 screaming WWX fans and the millions watching at home.  I, personally, cannot wait to shove your privileged little face into the canvas one more time...  

*Syndicate looks up and points at the giant "US Bank" logo near the top of the arena's side.*

Syndicate: ...and you can bank on that.  Welcome to the Syndicate.

*Syndicate walks off-camera smiling as the screen turns back to static.*


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