The setting: Some remote corner of the UNWA locker room. A place devoid of activity, save two chairs and two participants. The first, Steven Booth, UNWA insider, and the second a seven foot tall, blonde headed behemoth of a man. Unremarkable in true appearance, clad only in a black t-shirt and a pair of jeans, this seven foot man seems intent on the conversation transpiring.
Steven Booth: Steven Booth with Inside the UNWA here, speaking today with the newest addition to the UNWA talent roster, Jason Davis aka Devastator X. Ex-resident badboy of the National Football League, and former standout defensive player of the Washington Redskins. Jason, thanks for taking the time out of your busy schedule to speak with us.
Devastator X: First Steven, I'd appreciate it if you'd refer to me as Devastator X, Jason Davis is no longer in control of this machine. He was unable to handle the pressure of this life and now I am in charge. I will not respond to the name Jason Davis, my name is and will always be Devastator X, crowned prince of the deviant darkness.
Steven: Well then Devastator X, what are your intentions for the UNWA and what is with this outlandish paint you wear to the ring?
D-X: My intentons, those are mine, and we won't discuss OUR plans for the UNWA and it's current talent. As far as my battle paint, it is a tradition of my people, a extinct tribe of warriors from the old times. As the last warrior of my tribe, I wear the markings of the predator of the hills, the monster that steals children in the night. Kin to Grendel, brother of the darkness, it's name has long been forgotten, it's visage is all that remains. I honor it, with the paint I wear to the ring, a warning to all that it still lurks in the hearts of men.
Steven: Well that's......uhmmmm.....interesting to say the least. So you're saying that Devastator X is uhmmmm, that you are, the last warrior of a extinct tribe? That in itself is a contradiction, are we supposed to believe that this far fetched story is anything more than just another 'face' you've crafted for yourself to hide behind?
(Devastator X will stand, anger brewing on his face. A open hand will move back, as if to slap the prominent interviewer across the face. Something unseen will stop the motion, and the monster will reply before storming off the set.)
D-X: I will bury Scizzor on Sunday, and if you ask me that again Steven, i'll make the grave big enough to fit you as well.
Steven: (sighs with relief) Well folks, it appear I struck a cord with Jaso...I mean Devastator X. We'll have to see this Sunday if this guy is all he is crcked up to be.
(scene fades to black)
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