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    Vance Johnson (RETIRED)

    Name: Vance Johnson
    Nickname: Figure of Destiny
    Age: Unknown
    Hometown: The Outer Limits
    Height: 6'3"
    Weight: 250 lbs
    Gimmick: Mysterious Figure
    Disposition: Tweener

    Wrestling Style: Submission Specialist
    Wrestling Abilities: Speed: 2, Technical: 5, Power: 4, Brawling: 1, Charisma: 3.

    Signature Moves: Sharpshooter, STF Submission, Running Knee Lift, Running Powerslam
    Finishing Moves: Crashindo (Dragon Sleeper)
    Previous Expierance: Unknown

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    The lights go out in the arena. On the screen a camera is traveling through clouds with a reddish tint to them. Some strgin music can be heard lightly in the background as a deep, grizzled voice speaks over the music.

    "The time of reckoning nears. The time of salvation is at hand. I am the instrument to the will of those you don't know. I am the messanger to all that you could never comprehend. I am not the Alpha, nor the Omega, but I am everything in between."

    The clouds come to a clearing and the camera stops. There is a fuzzy dark figure in front of the camera and behind him is a bright red light.

    "I am the Harbringer of Doom. I am here... I am the Figure of Destiny"
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    Re: Figure of Destiny - Vance Johnson

    January 14th 2009

    * Vance Johnson is walking alone in the dark hallways backstage. He hasn’t been available for comment after disappearing in last week’s main event, and nobody has heard or seen of him since. Michelle Kelly spots him with her camera crew and takes off at a half sprint pace to catch him as he rounds a darkened corner.

    MK: Mr Johnson… Mr Johnson can I please get a word! Hey I’m talking to you.

    * They round the corner and the camera is knocked to the ground with its carrier and miss Kelly lets out a shrill shriek. The attacker was not seen, but it is not hard to guess what happened. The camera lay on the ground out of focus and at an odd angle. The ankle of the over-curious and non-cautious can barely be made out like a white blur in the picture as well as a dark shadow which seems to have the form of a wrestler’s boot.

    MK: Please let go of me… Let go of my hair.

    * There is a silence before Johnson begins to speak in a low and mumbled whisper.

    VJ: Shhh. Do you hear that… Do you hear that…(Now screaming) Do you hear that?!

    * Johnson’s voice travels the length of the hall, and bounces back like someone thrown hard into the ropes. As it does a terrified gasp is released from Kelly’s pale face.

    MK: Hear what? I can’t hear anything.

    * Johnson’s voice is back to a whisper.

    VJ: Exactly my point. Nothing. The dead of silence. Does it not suit you? Does it make you nervous? Does it not caress you as it does me? You see the silence is what pleases me, it’s what I yearn for, it’s what gets me off. But the only thing that is better than the silence itself is forcing a chunk of it down the throat of someone whom isn’t. Now I think you and I are at an agreement at this point that the best thing for you to do right now is to be silent, and to let me talk.

    * Johnson waits for a response from the terrified reported, but to his glee there is none. All that can be heard is bone chilled breath after bone chilled breath as she waits for the next interruption of the dead silence.

    VJ: Last week I decided to take a little vacation. This week my opponent isn’t going to be so lucky. You see I’m the kind of man that really has nothing to live for. This makes me a dangerous man. That means there is no limit, nor any lines that I won’t cross to make sure that I get what I want and what I need. Nothing is sacred and nobody associated with this person is safe. Not anyone in his personal life or professional. And seeing as you are a person who works with him, that puts you right in the thick of things now doesn’t it? But don’t you worry your pretty little eyes. I’ve all ready gotten my fill for the moment.

    * The camera is picked up and is shaky. Vance Johnson points the camera at the unconscious cameraman on the ground, but not before getting a glimpse of one horrified interviewer. He then tosses her to the side and she takes off running in a panic. He points the camera towards his face. The light reveals a shadowy outline and never gets focused in on its target.

    VJ: Roberto. You question my toughness? You question the guts of the Figure of Destiny? Go ahead. It might be the last question you’ll ever get to ask. I have every intention of leaving you broken in that ring. You want to mock me and call me cowardly? When the dust settles and all is done January 10th, I will be the one who has imposed his will on the other. The will of a man-god. You have no idea what hell lies before you. This poor broken man before me has no idea. He was lucky enough to be knocked unconscious by my hands. The same hands that will ravage you and leave you in a state of permanent paralysis. I will make the ‘Beautiful Man’ a beautiful symbol of chaos and destruction.

    * Footsteps can be heard coming down the hallway, along with the former leader of the interview leading the authorities backstage to the site of fallen cameraman.

    VJ: They come for me now as I come for you Roberto. I will bring the sweet caress of silence to your soul and release you of the torment of your day-to-day life. All in sweet time… All in sweet time.

    * Johnson drops the camera and when the authorities arrive to the scene, just moments later, he is nowhere to be found.
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    Re: Figure of Destiny - Vance Johnson

    January 28th 2009

    We are in a dark room. It looks like a damp wet basement. A single light bulb hangs from the ceiling and lightly illuminates the dirty cement floor. Vance Johnson sits in a chair at the edge of the light which is swaying in the air ever so lightly.

    Vance Johnson: What is it that makes Vance Johnson tick? Why is he so dark? Why is he such a loner? All are legitimate questions. Since I have arrived on the scene here in the CWA I have been somewhat mysterious. Yes I have used intimidation to get my point across. Yes I have left others laid out and bloodied on the ground. And now I can say the same has happened to me. After the events that took place on January 14th, a change in tactic is in order.

    Johnson adjusts his weight on the seat he is sitting in. He creeps forward as he looks directly into the camera.

    Vance Johnson: You see I am the way that I am, because people made me this way. I was a normal kid with big dreams. I wanted to be a wrestler and would do anything it took to become one. I had respect for the business that had no respect for me. As a kid I was made fun of, I was ridiculed, and I was left out. To make a long story short I was a loner and when you are a loner, you can easily become misunderstood. That’s exactly what I am… Misunderstood. People think I am some dark ghoulish man, when in reality I am just different. Roberto, that is where you and I are more alike than we are different. We tend to stand out in a crowd. Now one of us has embraced the darkness…me. One of us has embraced the rainbow… not me. But the fact remains we are not like the others in the crowd. We are not like the others in the locker rooms, and we aren’t like others in this business. So tonight as we team up, you should take some measure of comfort in that.

    Johnson pauses for a moment and leans back a bit from the light. The angle in which he shifts allows you to so more of his face than before. The shadow that was cast by the hood of his coat has receded allowing the glow of his bright blue eyes shine.

    Vance Johnson: After last week I understand how things are going to be ran around here. Instead of taking care of things for yourself, you have to rely on the strength of numbers. This is the way things will be. Roberto, you may not have picked up on this just yet, but trust me I have. I understand the power in numbers and that is the one thing that the Brotherhood has that I don’t. You and I were victims January 14th… but I won’t become one again. This week you are lucky enough to be on my side of the warfront, thus you will be granted such protection as well.

    Johnson pulls the chair out from under him and stands tall. The top of his head nearly reaching the light bulb in the room. He steps forward and a shadow covers the most of his front.

    Vance Johnson: Now to the business at hand tonight. This is a call to arms. Anyone who sees this that feels unwanted or wronged know that there is a place for you in my family. You see I am not going to fall victim to another gang attack from this faux Brotherhood and I don’t want any of you to fall victim to this same kind of attack. Know this Brotherhood. As you attack more and more both verbally and physically for your gain and/or pleasure, you are breeding more that will join my cause. You may have the idiots in the crowd fooled, but they aren’t the ones that have to deal with the pain that you cause. They enjoy it as you do. You see it’ll be that same pain that will drive the stake into your hearts, and the person driving it is potentially anyone in the back. It could be someone you’ve all ready wronged or someone who you have yet to, but either way you will doom your own fate and I will be there when it happens.

    The light begins to flicker every 10 to 15 seconds. Continuing to lightly sway back and forth. It isn’t really clear where he is broadcasting from as it could be just about anywhere without being able to clearly see his surroundings. At best you can see the shadowy outlines of objects behind him.

    Vance Johnson: Pain you are the current champion of this company. Treasure it while you can. Your time is numbered and there is nothing that will change that. A company with a hollow champion isn’t much of a company at all. But I am looking to fix this. You see tonight you face both of the men you will face for that very belt that you call your own. In a matter of a few weeks from now you will face us again, but you won’t have the luxury of a partner. There are a few things that you are going to have to think about as the time nears. Will they work together like they did as a team and turn it into a handicap match? Will they be divided? If they do team up on me how do I break their pact? Is there anyway that I can prepare for this match at all? Well I will comfort you by answering that last question, which you undoubtedly have all ready began to go over in your head. The answer is “No” There is no way to prepare for what you face… but rest assured I will come into our match more than prepared in more than one way. When it comes down to it Pain it will be are you man enough to knock me unconscious ? Because that is the ONLY way that you walk out of this confrontation as champion.

    I leave you with this, tonight I start what I am going to finish when I become the CWA champion. Brotherhood if you want to make this a war I will welcome the challenge. Jus don’t be dumb enough to believe that I haven’t done some recruiting of my own.


    *Johnson begins to laugh out loud as he reaches up to the light and yanks on the metal chain that turns the light off. The scene ends in darkness with nothing to be heard but Johnson’s blood curdling laugh.
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