UWF SmackDown 7/6/2012 - Raven vs Rey Mysterio
In a.. probably abandoned school, a probably abandoned classroom, we see the newest addition to the UWF Smackdown roster, Raven, sitting on a chair, looking at the floor. He starts speaking quietly, almost as if he were talking to himself.
Raven:
Children, "cute" little things, liked, loved by everyone, no-one ever wanted to harm them, for they represent happiness, joy, they're supposed to be so fragile and innocent. Did someone ever told you, that the most cruel minds of them all are those possessed by children? Behind those blank little eyes.. the most cruel evil of them all hides.. Apparently, a childhood decides it all. You have a normal one, you act normal. You have a less normal one.. you go.. insane. My childhood was a pretty bad one. Imagine that.. your father is a person you look up to. The center of your world.. yet he.. doesn't care at all about who you are.. what you do. Imagine praying to all the powers that be, hoping that sooner or later, you'll hear his voice saying your name, you'll see him walking closer with.. toys.. in his hands, coming to play with you, or even, imagine you wanting him to come to you and beat the living soul out of you, just for bad behaving, just because that would mean he cares about what you do, that would mean he loves you, at least in his own way. I just told you my situation, then don't ask me why I am a sick twisted, as I called myself last week, "wolf with rabies".
Raven starts talking a bit louder than before.
Rey Mysterio.. is it.. you represent every single thing I despise. I'm not in a classroom without a reason, and moreover I'm not in an abandoned one without a reason too, Rey. This classroom, this place, is where a major part of your fans spends most of it's days. Children. There should be children around me, yet still. This room is empty. You know why are they empty? Because at the moment when I am in the room, they're simply.. gone. It doesn't matter where are they now; holiday resorts, living their happy lives in their stereotypical families, when there's Raven, there's no children, Rey. Why do you think, Rey Mysterio, that I shall allow you make childhoods happy? Why do you think.. that a beast with no boundaries, with flesh hanging from it's teeth.. should bring little progenies back to their caring mothers.. when beasts are meant to fulfill only their needs, and nothing else. I, myself, Rey Mysterio, am a beast.. and when I am able to decide so, there won't be any happy people.
Raven looks at the camera.
I don't think, Rey Mysterio, that anyone is capable of doing what I am. I don't think anyone's mind is twisted like mine is, and as a matter of fact, I like that. It's a part of me I can't imagine not having, it's something like my sixth sense, something you're either born with, or you're not. And I am. Come Friday, believe me, things will change. As per promise, the wolf has been set free, unleashed. He's ready for you, Rey-Rey. He can't wait for the moment when he sees you scream in agony, after I use The Raven Effect on you, he can't wait to see blood drooling out of your mouth, he can't wait for the moment when I rip your mask off and raise your beaten body high and showcase it to your little children fans, he can't wait for the moment when they will realize their idol, their "superhero", is nothing more than a failure, than a loser, the first victim of Raven. Truth be told, it's not about who I'll beat, it's about the beating. It's all about the feeling in your body, the satisfaction you feel, but even though I don't care who you are, Rey Mysterio, the sole fact that you are a zero, that you are who you are.. makes the whole fun even better.. even.. better.
Raven looks closer at the camera, as his voice shatters the deafening silence in the abandoned room..
Quoth the Raven, nevermore.
Raven pushes the desk and the chair, causing them to fall on the floor as he slowly walks out of the room.
Raven:
Children, "cute" little things, liked, loved by everyone, no-one ever wanted to harm them, for they represent happiness, joy, they're supposed to be so fragile and innocent. Did someone ever told you, that the most cruel minds of them all are those possessed by children? Behind those blank little eyes.. the most cruel evil of them all hides.. Apparently, a childhood decides it all. You have a normal one, you act normal. You have a less normal one.. you go.. insane. My childhood was a pretty bad one. Imagine that.. your father is a person you look up to. The center of your world.. yet he.. doesn't care at all about who you are.. what you do. Imagine praying to all the powers that be, hoping that sooner or later, you'll hear his voice saying your name, you'll see him walking closer with.. toys.. in his hands, coming to play with you, or even, imagine you wanting him to come to you and beat the living soul out of you, just for bad behaving, just because that would mean he cares about what you do, that would mean he loves you, at least in his own way. I just told you my situation, then don't ask me why I am a sick twisted, as I called myself last week, "wolf with rabies".
Raven starts talking a bit louder than before.
Rey Mysterio.. is it.. you represent every single thing I despise. I'm not in a classroom without a reason, and moreover I'm not in an abandoned one without a reason too, Rey. This classroom, this place, is where a major part of your fans spends most of it's days. Children. There should be children around me, yet still. This room is empty. You know why are they empty? Because at the moment when I am in the room, they're simply.. gone. It doesn't matter where are they now; holiday resorts, living their happy lives in their stereotypical families, when there's Raven, there's no children, Rey. Why do you think, Rey Mysterio, that I shall allow you make childhoods happy? Why do you think.. that a beast with no boundaries, with flesh hanging from it's teeth.. should bring little progenies back to their caring mothers.. when beasts are meant to fulfill only their needs, and nothing else. I, myself, Rey Mysterio, am a beast.. and when I am able to decide so, there won't be any happy people.
Raven looks at the camera.
I don't think, Rey Mysterio, that anyone is capable of doing what I am. I don't think anyone's mind is twisted like mine is, and as a matter of fact, I like that. It's a part of me I can't imagine not having, it's something like my sixth sense, something you're either born with, or you're not. And I am. Come Friday, believe me, things will change. As per promise, the wolf has been set free, unleashed. He's ready for you, Rey-Rey. He can't wait for the moment when he sees you scream in agony, after I use The Raven Effect on you, he can't wait to see blood drooling out of your mouth, he can't wait for the moment when I rip your mask off and raise your beaten body high and showcase it to your little children fans, he can't wait for the moment when they will realize their idol, their "superhero", is nothing more than a failure, than a loser, the first victim of Raven. Truth be told, it's not about who I'll beat, it's about the beating. It's all about the feeling in your body, the satisfaction you feel, but even though I don't care who you are, Rey Mysterio, the sole fact that you are a zero, that you are who you are.. makes the whole fun even better.. even.. better.
Raven looks closer at the camera, as his voice shatters the deafening silence in the abandoned room..
Quoth the Raven, nevermore.
Raven pushes the desk and the chair, causing them to fall on the floor as he slowly walks out of the room.