Post by damienm855 on Nov 17, 2008 16:12:33 GMT -5
[glow=blue,2,300]Damien Muir Promo™[/glow]
A tall muscular man stands alone in a dimly lit hallway somewhere backstage, He stands at the other end of the hallway and facing in the opposite direction from the camera that films him. The unknown man flicks back his long wild brown hair, the dim light reflecting off the shoulder of his black leather jacket as he did this. He buries his hands deep into the pockets of his black armani jeans and for a moment seems to stare at his rockport boots. After a period of time he takes a 90 degree turn and deliberatly falls backwards into the wall. he falls to the floor, holding his head in his hands. A moment later muttering voices are heard coming from around the corner... a pair of silhouettes are visable and 2 men walk into sight. They clock the man on the floor and one one them stoops to his height and lays a hand on his shoulder. Quick as lightning the man on the floor flails an arm, knocking the hand of the approaching man away. Slowly the man on the floor raises his head, unearthig his sunken, violent eyes and a horrible looking scar on his right cheek. Gradually he ascends to his feet, still staring coldly into the eyes of the man who had approached him. He reaches his feet and the other man does the same. The man who had been on the floor a moment ago grabs the other man by the throat and violently thrusts him against the wall. Slowly he begins to speak...
Damien: Do you know who i am? I am the newest and most powerfull addition to the EAW roster, I am the perfect athlete, i am the "Innovator of Excellence"... And yet you dare to lay your hands on me as if i am nothing but scum... I am Damien Muir, and no matter what you may think inside that scrawny little head of yours i am the best of the best. And i would appreciate, that if you ever see me on my lonesome again, you keep your hands to yourself!
Damien loosens his grasp of the unknown male and steps back, he takes his hand fully away from the throat of the EAW employee and allows him to scurry away, back from the corner from whence he came. The accquintance of the first employee stayed, gazing in awe at the man who stood before him, eventually though he left the presence of Damien Muir. Damien stood for a while, facing the wall on which he had pinned the unknown male against... He reaches into a pocket in his jacket and after carefully fumbling about he pulls out a cigarette lighter, he passes this to his other hand before reaching back onto his pocket and extracting a cuban cigar. He spends a moment sparking up the cigar before eventually stuffing the lighter back into his pocket and taking a puff of the cigar. Damien exhales the smoke and then lowers the cigar, he takes a glance over his shoulder and then marches off in the other direction...
EOT
A tall muscular man stands alone in a dimly lit hallway somewhere backstage, He stands at the other end of the hallway and facing in the opposite direction from the camera that films him. The unknown man flicks back his long wild brown hair, the dim light reflecting off the shoulder of his black leather jacket as he did this. He buries his hands deep into the pockets of his black armani jeans and for a moment seems to stare at his rockport boots. After a period of time he takes a 90 degree turn and deliberatly falls backwards into the wall. he falls to the floor, holding his head in his hands. A moment later muttering voices are heard coming from around the corner... a pair of silhouettes are visable and 2 men walk into sight. They clock the man on the floor and one one them stoops to his height and lays a hand on his shoulder. Quick as lightning the man on the floor flails an arm, knocking the hand of the approaching man away. Slowly the man on the floor raises his head, unearthig his sunken, violent eyes and a horrible looking scar on his right cheek. Gradually he ascends to his feet, still staring coldly into the eyes of the man who had approached him. He reaches his feet and the other man does the same. The man who had been on the floor a moment ago grabs the other man by the throat and violently thrusts him against the wall. Slowly he begins to speak...
Damien: Do you know who i am? I am the newest and most powerfull addition to the EAW roster, I am the perfect athlete, i am the "Innovator of Excellence"... And yet you dare to lay your hands on me as if i am nothing but scum... I am Damien Muir, and no matter what you may think inside that scrawny little head of yours i am the best of the best. And i would appreciate, that if you ever see me on my lonesome again, you keep your hands to yourself!
Damien loosens his grasp of the unknown male and steps back, he takes his hand fully away from the throat of the EAW employee and allows him to scurry away, back from the corner from whence he came. The accquintance of the first employee stayed, gazing in awe at the man who stood before him, eventually though he left the presence of Damien Muir. Damien stood for a while, facing the wall on which he had pinned the unknown male against... He reaches into a pocket in his jacket and after carefully fumbling about he pulls out a cigarette lighter, he passes this to his other hand before reaching back onto his pocket and extracting a cuban cigar. He spends a moment sparking up the cigar before eventually stuffing the lighter back into his pocket and taking a puff of the cigar. Damien exhales the smoke and then lowers the cigar, he takes a glance over his shoulder and then marches off in the other direction...
EOT
