07-24-2013, 11:32 AM
Andrew is seen walking methodically down a rusty red brick road in his white suit, surrounded by hundreds of Asian people, and large white buildings on both sides. Signs with names of the stores litter the street and there are several vendors selling vegetables and homemade jewelry. As he continues walking a large, multi colored pyramid shaped building peaks it's head out from above the line of rudimentary white buildings. As he moved further down the street the building begins coming into focus and little figures can be seen throughout the top of the building, giving it the colors seen from afar. As Andrew reaches the corner and turns he walks along a yellow wall until reaching a set of stairs, lined with the same rusty red bricks as the roads, he looks up and before him stands a set of gates with small figurines carved throughout the top and two large statues standing like guards on each side. He walks up the stairs stands beneath the giant gateway and looks back toward the camera, stretching out his arms as he begins to speak.
"Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to beautiful Singapore and the Sri Mariamman Hindu temple, now I'm not a religious man per say, but I enjoy a good story as much as the next bloke."
He points to the statue on his right, wearing a green outfit, large gold earrings and with a large bindi on her forehead.
"Krishna, the supreme being."
He then points to the statue on his left where a second statue, wearing a blue robe stands.
"And Murugan, the Hindu god of war and victory, one of my favourite stories of all time, but I won't bore you with pointless fairy tales like some around here. So I'll just get straight to the point, first off, since I've decided to throw my hat into the mix of this tournament, a few more participants have been brought to my attention and I have some astute observations about most of them."
He begins slowly walking down the steps toward the camera.
"First The Crimson Dong...... Honestly, I'm not even going to touch that. Second Luca, and we all know how I feel about that twit so I'm not even going to bother with him either."
He reaches the bottom of the steps and stands there, rubbing his chin.
"Who else? Two of my brothers from The Connection Austin and Morrison, who each have more talent in their pinky fingers than the rest of the idiots in this tournament collectively, excluding myself of course, don't want to lump myself with a bunch of shitheads like Luca now would I? OK maybe one shot at Luca, but that's it."
He stops rubbing his chin and takes a few plodding steps towards the camera.
"Which brings me to the two new guys, the two unknowns, the two that have nothing to lose but everything to gain. Well let me personally welcome you both to The Connection's show."
He places his hand on his chest and bows slightly.
"And since one of you gaffers decided to mention The Connection I guess I'll start with you chap. So, Mr. Rebel since you're trying to make a name for yourself by mentioning our little group I could at least give you your own spotlight as twit of the day. That's right today's twit of the day is Johnny Rebel, the newest boring yank and apparently Luca's new personal obsession. OK that's the last time I mention Luca, I promise. So you honestly only mentioned The Connection because you admire Ricky? Then why didn't you just say that in the first place? Instead you decided to run the whole group through the mud and you honestly expected us not to take notice? There's obviously a few things you need to learn about the XWF and The Connection. First off we're not the black circle, I don't follow anyone, I'm not a crown sniffing insolent like Luca. SHIT! OK that's the last time. What The Connection does isn't for the good of one person, this is a group, we're all men and no single member takes presidency over another, just because Mr. Desmond brought us under one name doesn't mean he's a leader in the sense you make him out to be, it makes him the founder, not the leader. Secondly, if you think you can honestly take any single member of The Connection on and actually win, when you haven't even proved you can beat your way out of a wet paper bag yet, you are sadly mistaken more than likely going to be leaving Singapore in an ambulance, and if you're not careful about what you say or to whom you say it, you may not even make it to Singapore."
He chuckles a little.
"But you need not be intimidated, unless you want to continue calling out the people that could very well end your XWF career before it even begins, because although you think you're a rebel, The Connection is the law and we all know what happens to rebels who think they're above the law."
He stops for a moment and turns from the camera, putting a foot up on the steps, before raising his head and turning back around on his heel.
"I nearly forgot about our newest spaceman, I-Evertrust, you'll have to forgive me I couldn't be bothered to listen to his incessant rambling about how horrible and stupid the human race is. Makes me wonder why all these star children keep showing up, if we really are as ignorant as you claim then we clearly won't understand what you're actually trying to do here, and honestly, not sure if it's because of my ignorance or not but I truly don't give a flying fuck why you're here anyways, so please get back in whatever spaceship you crashed here in and go home, we already have one alien and he's more than enough, thank you."
He turns back around and begins walking back up the steps as the scene fades out.
"Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to beautiful Singapore and the Sri Mariamman Hindu temple, now I'm not a religious man per say, but I enjoy a good story as much as the next bloke."
He points to the statue on his right, wearing a green outfit, large gold earrings and with a large bindi on her forehead.
"Krishna, the supreme being."
He then points to the statue on his left where a second statue, wearing a blue robe stands.
"And Murugan, the Hindu god of war and victory, one of my favourite stories of all time, but I won't bore you with pointless fairy tales like some around here. So I'll just get straight to the point, first off, since I've decided to throw my hat into the mix of this tournament, a few more participants have been brought to my attention and I have some astute observations about most of them."
He begins slowly walking down the steps toward the camera.
"First The Crimson Dong...... Honestly, I'm not even going to touch that. Second Luca, and we all know how I feel about that twit so I'm not even going to bother with him either."
He reaches the bottom of the steps and stands there, rubbing his chin.
"Who else? Two of my brothers from The Connection Austin and Morrison, who each have more talent in their pinky fingers than the rest of the idiots in this tournament collectively, excluding myself of course, don't want to lump myself with a bunch of shitheads like Luca now would I? OK maybe one shot at Luca, but that's it."
He stops rubbing his chin and takes a few plodding steps towards the camera.
"Which brings me to the two new guys, the two unknowns, the two that have nothing to lose but everything to gain. Well let me personally welcome you both to The Connection's show."
He places his hand on his chest and bows slightly.
"And since one of you gaffers decided to mention The Connection I guess I'll start with you chap. So, Mr. Rebel since you're trying to make a name for yourself by mentioning our little group I could at least give you your own spotlight as twit of the day. That's right today's twit of the day is Johnny Rebel, the newest boring yank and apparently Luca's new personal obsession. OK that's the last time I mention Luca, I promise. So you honestly only mentioned The Connection because you admire Ricky? Then why didn't you just say that in the first place? Instead you decided to run the whole group through the mud and you honestly expected us not to take notice? There's obviously a few things you need to learn about the XWF and The Connection. First off we're not the black circle, I don't follow anyone, I'm not a crown sniffing insolent like Luca. SHIT! OK that's the last time. What The Connection does isn't for the good of one person, this is a group, we're all men and no single member takes presidency over another, just because Mr. Desmond brought us under one name doesn't mean he's a leader in the sense you make him out to be, it makes him the founder, not the leader. Secondly, if you think you can honestly take any single member of The Connection on and actually win, when you haven't even proved you can beat your way out of a wet paper bag yet, you are sadly mistaken more than likely going to be leaving Singapore in an ambulance, and if you're not careful about what you say or to whom you say it, you may not even make it to Singapore."
He chuckles a little.
"But you need not be intimidated, unless you want to continue calling out the people that could very well end your XWF career before it even begins, because although you think you're a rebel, The Connection is the law and we all know what happens to rebels who think they're above the law."
He stops for a moment and turns from the camera, putting a foot up on the steps, before raising his head and turning back around on his heel.
"I nearly forgot about our newest spaceman, I-Evertrust, you'll have to forgive me I couldn't be bothered to listen to his incessant rambling about how horrible and stupid the human race is. Makes me wonder why all these star children keep showing up, if we really are as ignorant as you claim then we clearly won't understand what you're actually trying to do here, and honestly, not sure if it's because of my ignorance or not but I truly don't give a flying fuck why you're here anyways, so please get back in whatever spaceship you crashed here in and go home, we already have one alien and he's more than enough, thank you."
He turns back around and begins walking back up the steps as the scene fades out.