(OOC: I was having a clear out after decorating and came across some old cd's that I'd stored my old e-fed layouts, graphics, etc, among them was some of my early role plays using the character of Omen, at a guess I'd this was within maybe the first 18 months of me using the character.)
We join the scene a few hours after Monday Mayhem has gone off-air. Omen is sitting in his hotel room watching a video tape of the event (he set up his video to record it). During the eight man tag-team match he smiles at the carnage on the screen, during the Phenom/Peacekeeper match he laughs heartily at his actions towards the end of that match. He sits up, now facing a small home video camera, reaching over he clicks the button and checks he is in shot before beginning to speak.
Omen: "Hey Phenom, long time no see you piece of crap, you remember me, two years ago I was working for a promotion in New York that you ran, remember? Well let me refresh your memory, cold winter night, some event and me and my tag-team partner were defending our tag-straps and YOU screwed me out of them by interfering and costing us not just the match but the tag straps. But not content with that I was just about to extract revenge on you when your goons appear and dragged you out of the ring like the low down snake you are."
'"Payback is a bitch and Phenom your the biggest bitch around, I proved it on Monday Night, and the opportunity has arose for me to gain the full measure of retribution, at Autumn Annihilation Four I will prove it once again, sure you got the victory, let's call that a thank you for giving me my first big break in this industry, and the beating revenge for your deeds."
"And that brings me onto you, that piece of shit Nathan Malbranque, Malbranque you think attacking me from behind on the Sizzling Sunday Show was the right way to get noticed around here? You think I'd just let it slide, let you get a free shot in and you'd walk away, BOY YOU WERE DAMN WRONG."
"I've seen them come and go, big men, tough men, luchadores, technicians, anyone that dares screw with me no matter who they are have found out... The hard way that you simply don't pull shit like you did without their being consequences, and you will feel those consequences next week at Mayhem because I'm going to send a message out to the rest of the guys in the locker room, to any of the fans that think they are hard enough and want a go, that to cross me is to walk straight into the path of fate and everyone knows fate has a habit of sneaking up behind you and kicking you in the ass well Malbranque I am not going to sneak up behind you, I'LL BE IN YOUR FACE, from the ringing of the bell to start the match till the bell is rung and officials rush out to stop me beating you into the rancid waste of DNA that you are."
"As far as the other person in that match is concerned, Joey Lupino, be advised Lupino that I have business to attend to, the business of beating the living hell out of Malbranque, you get involved, try interfering and stopping me from doing what needs to be done and I will make your life a unholy hell, you see I am giving you the night of Lupino, you can sit in the corner, have a soda, read a magazine, and let me take care of Malbranque the way he deserves to be, or you can stick your nose in and I'd take great pleasure in kicking your teeth down your throat, the choice is yours, but Malbranque, your ass belongs to me and at Mayhem your short career will be confined to history as I confine you to a fucking wheel chair."
Omen reaches over and clicks the off button on the home video camera.