Post by Brutal Mirror on Dec 22, 2011 0:25:42 GMT -5
The camera zooms in on a light brown old book, as a small hand turns it's page a I start to read.
Twas was two nights before Christmas, when all through the arena
Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse.
The stockings were hung by the dressing room doors with care,
In hopes that St Nicholas soon would be there.
The Wrestlers were nestled all snug in their beds,
While visions of titles danced in their heads.
And mamma in her ‘kerchief, and I in my cap,
Had just settled our brains for a long winter’s nap.
When out on the lawn there arose such a clatter,
I sprang from the bed to see what was the matter.
Away to the window I flew like a flash,
Tore open the shutters and threw up the sash.
The moon on the breast of the new-fallen snow
Gave the lustre of mid-day to objects below.
When, what to my wondering eyes should appear,
But a miniature sleigh, and eight tinny reindeer.
With a little old driver, so lively and quick,
I knew in a moment it must be St Sirius or even St Raven.
More rapid than eagles his coursers they came,
And he whistled, and shouted, and called them by rude names!
"Now Aaron! now, John! now, Sarah and Trash!
On, Kengo! On, Dark Wolf! On, Jason and Sirius!
To the top of the porch! to the top of the wall!
Now dash away! Dash away! Dash away all!"
As dry leaves that before the wild hurricane fly,
When they meet with an obstacle, mount to the sky.
So up to the house-top the coursers they flew,
With the sleigh full of Weapons, and St Raven too.
And then, in a twinkling, I heard on the roof
The prancing and pawing of each little hoof.
As I drew in my head, and was turning around,
Down the chimney St Raven came with a bound.
He was dressed all in Armani, from his head to his foot,
And his clothes were all tarnished with ashes and soot.
A bundle of Titles he had flung on his back,
And he looked like a peddler, just opening his pack.
His eyes-how they twinkled! his dimples how merry!
His cheeks were like roses, his nose like a cherry!
His droll little mouth was drawn up like a bow,
And the beard of his chin was as white as the snow.
The stump of a pipe he held tight in his teeth,
And the smoke it encircled his head like a wreath.
He had a broad face and some little round muscles,
That shook when he laughed, like a bowlful of cockles!
He was lean and bulk, a right jolly old elf,
And I laughed when I saw him, in spite of myself!
A wink of his eye and a twist of his head,
Soon gave me to know I had nothing to dread.
He spoke not a word, but went straight to his work,
And filled all the stockings, then turned with a jerk.
And laying his finger aside of his nose,
And giving a nod, up the chimney he rose!
He sprang to his sleigh, to his team gave a whistle,
And away they all flew like the down of a thistle.
But I heard him exclaim, ‘ere he drove out of sight,
"Happy Christmas to all, and to all a good-fight!"
Closing my book i place it on the table top and lit back dressed head to toe in my Santa outfit, the white curly beard covering my chin and the long red cap hang down over my shoulder.
I get up from my seat with a smile on my face as the camera crew yells cut and i make my way off set only to be greeted by Niko Cade.
{Niko Cade} Brutal Mirror we haven't seen you back here in such a long time, where have you been?
I sweep aside my big white Santa beard and hold out my arms to hug Niko, Who quickly steps into me with a embrace.
{Brutal Mirror} Well its is the Christmas week I been out buying presents for my new found family that is the REW roster.
{Niko Cade} Any one in particular your got for on this festive season?
I smile with such glee as the young lady looks as me, with a nod off my head out pops a package all wrapped up with such care.
{Niko Cade} Oh for Me that's so Sweet
I pull the package back and shake my head.
{Brutal Mirror} Not this one Niko, But i do have some thing for you though
I hand her a small wrapped up box then head off on my way heading straight for the offices with a dance in my step.
Finlay making it to where i longed to be a present in hand and a bunch of flowers tucked under my pit, i lick my lips and knock the door not even waiting for a answer i walk right on in. The chair spins around behind the large desk.
{Brutal Mirror} Very Merry Christmas Sweet Lady.
Sarah looks up at me her mouth open in pure surprise... weather it be for me being there or that some one would have the cheek to just walk into her office with out a care in the world i don't know nor did i care as i hand over the bunch of flowers and very well wrapped present. I hop up on to her desk and rip off my white beard, i start to sing.
{Brutal Mirror} Think of your fellow man
Lend him a helping hand
Put a little love in your heart
You see it's getting late
Oh please don't hesitate
Put a little love in your heart
And the world will be a better place
And the world will be a better place
For you and me
You just wait and see
I sign leaning back my head enjoying the moment as a shocked Sarah looks on.
Twas was two nights before Christmas, when all through the arena
Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse.
The stockings were hung by the dressing room doors with care,
In hopes that St Nicholas soon would be there.
The Wrestlers were nestled all snug in their beds,
While visions of titles danced in their heads.
And mamma in her ‘kerchief, and I in my cap,
Had just settled our brains for a long winter’s nap.
When out on the lawn there arose such a clatter,
I sprang from the bed to see what was the matter.
Away to the window I flew like a flash,
Tore open the shutters and threw up the sash.
The moon on the breast of the new-fallen snow
Gave the lustre of mid-day to objects below.
When, what to my wondering eyes should appear,
But a miniature sleigh, and eight tinny reindeer.
With a little old driver, so lively and quick,
I knew in a moment it must be St Sirius or even St Raven.
More rapid than eagles his coursers they came,
And he whistled, and shouted, and called them by rude names!
"Now Aaron! now, John! now, Sarah and Trash!
On, Kengo! On, Dark Wolf! On, Jason and Sirius!
To the top of the porch! to the top of the wall!
Now dash away! Dash away! Dash away all!"
As dry leaves that before the wild hurricane fly,
When they meet with an obstacle, mount to the sky.
So up to the house-top the coursers they flew,
With the sleigh full of Weapons, and St Raven too.
And then, in a twinkling, I heard on the roof
The prancing and pawing of each little hoof.
As I drew in my head, and was turning around,
Down the chimney St Raven came with a bound.
He was dressed all in Armani, from his head to his foot,
And his clothes were all tarnished with ashes and soot.
A bundle of Titles he had flung on his back,
And he looked like a peddler, just opening his pack.
His eyes-how they twinkled! his dimples how merry!
His cheeks were like roses, his nose like a cherry!
His droll little mouth was drawn up like a bow,
And the beard of his chin was as white as the snow.
The stump of a pipe he held tight in his teeth,
And the smoke it encircled his head like a wreath.
He had a broad face and some little round muscles,
That shook when he laughed, like a bowlful of cockles!
He was lean and bulk, a right jolly old elf,
And I laughed when I saw him, in spite of myself!
A wink of his eye and a twist of his head,
Soon gave me to know I had nothing to dread.
He spoke not a word, but went straight to his work,
And filled all the stockings, then turned with a jerk.
And laying his finger aside of his nose,
And giving a nod, up the chimney he rose!
He sprang to his sleigh, to his team gave a whistle,
And away they all flew like the down of a thistle.
But I heard him exclaim, ‘ere he drove out of sight,
"Happy Christmas to all, and to all a good-fight!"
Closing my book i place it on the table top and lit back dressed head to toe in my Santa outfit, the white curly beard covering my chin and the long red cap hang down over my shoulder.
I get up from my seat with a smile on my face as the camera crew yells cut and i make my way off set only to be greeted by Niko Cade.
{Niko Cade} Brutal Mirror we haven't seen you back here in such a long time, where have you been?
I sweep aside my big white Santa beard and hold out my arms to hug Niko, Who quickly steps into me with a embrace.
{Brutal Mirror} Well its is the Christmas week I been out buying presents for my new found family that is the REW roster.
{Niko Cade} Any one in particular your got for on this festive season?
I smile with such glee as the young lady looks as me, with a nod off my head out pops a package all wrapped up with such care.
{Niko Cade} Oh for Me that's so Sweet
I pull the package back and shake my head.
{Brutal Mirror} Not this one Niko, But i do have some thing for you though
I hand her a small wrapped up box then head off on my way heading straight for the offices with a dance in my step.
Finlay making it to where i longed to be a present in hand and a bunch of flowers tucked under my pit, i lick my lips and knock the door not even waiting for a answer i walk right on in. The chair spins around behind the large desk.
{Brutal Mirror} Very Merry Christmas Sweet Lady.
Sarah looks up at me her mouth open in pure surprise... weather it be for me being there or that some one would have the cheek to just walk into her office with out a care in the world i don't know nor did i care as i hand over the bunch of flowers and very well wrapped present. I hop up on to her desk and rip off my white beard, i start to sing.
{Brutal Mirror} Think of your fellow man
Lend him a helping hand
Put a little love in your heart
You see it's getting late
Oh please don't hesitate
Put a little love in your heart
And the world will be a better place
And the world will be a better place
For you and me
You just wait and see
I sign leaning back my head enjoying the moment as a shocked Sarah looks on.
(Sorry i haven't been around for a few weeks and i cant promise i can be around much but being that i had some time on my hands today i though i post this hope you all enjoy it and Merry Christmas!)