.:: The video came on and showed glass doors with white letters. The doors were made to look classy as they had large gold handles. The letters on the doors read, “Crystal Towers Fitness Center.” The man with the camera reached out and grabbed the large handle and opened one of the doors to the fitness center. He stepped in to the room and the camera was hit with bright lights from above. It took the camera a few seconds to adjust, and once it did it was focused on the only person in the fitness center. Daniel Rodimer was standing in front of a wall of full length mirrors. He was wearing a sleeveless EBWF shirt and gym shorts. At his feet laid two dumb bell free weights. At the time the camera was on him, Rodimer was posing in front of the mirrors, taking a break from lifting. He had been in the fitness center for a while, as he had sweat marks on his shirt, and had visible sweat on his face. As all this was going on, “Big Pimpin’” by Jay-Z could be heard over the speaker system. Rodimer stopped looking at himself and walked over to a hutch that was holding his person items where he grabbed a small towel. As he started to wipe his face he looked over and noticed the camera man from EBWF. He smirked at the camera and grabbed a remote and turned the music off. ::.

Daniel Rodimer: It’s hard to get a simple workout in without being harassed once people realize you are a Big Deal. [Rodimer smiled.] Before we go any further I want to say something to a good friend of mine. He has been at home the last couple of days recovering from a serious attack. Believe it or not, a big, handsome, studly, dare I say sexy beast of a man gave him the beating of a lifetime. That’s right, I would like to say hi to my good friend MVP. Word is he has not gotten out of bed since our match. Did I say match? I meant massacre! [Rodimer stopped talking and looked serious in to the camera.] Now I imagine you are here to get my take on my next step. On my next opportunity to impress the owners in to giving me a spot on the WrestleMania card. Well I am here at 5:30 in the morning to get the upper hand on my next opponent. Last week I was in a contest against an old timer, thug wannabe. I am sure this week I am going up against a younger, more athletic person. I mean, surely it couldn’t get any worse than last week right? [Rodimer acted like he was listening to someone talking.] What’s that? You can’t be serious? I get the first gift of one old dog, and now I get the even better gift of a dinosaur?

.:: Daniel Rodimer smiled and turned around as he walked to his bag. He reached in to his bag and grabbed something, and then turned around and walked towards the camera again. ::.

Daniel Rodimer: [With a toothpick in his mouth.] HEY YO! No, no, no that wasn’t right. I have to put a little more slur in to it. HEEEYY YYOO! There we go. Really? Scott Hall? The last I heard he was in some rehab clinic because he couldn’t stay off the booze! I will tell you what Hall. I am going to make this short and sweet because I have to get back to my workout. You don’t get this shape by drinking until four in the morning and then eating greasy foods to get through a hangover. You get this way by hard work. Hard work? You may be asking yourself what that is, you know, since all you have ever done is ride the coat tails of other successful people. Do the names Kevin Nash or Eric Bischoff ring a bell? They do to me. To me they ring the bell of something called my CHILDHOOD! You know, that period of time when you are growing up. What I am trying to say Hall, is that when you were riding coat tails and having the time of your life, I was growing up. I was getting strong, stronger than you! [Rodimer flexed his muscles.] Hall, did you not see what I did to MVP at Fallout? Are you seriously going to show up to Warfare and walk in to your own personal time of bed rest? I will answer one of those questions. You are going to show up. Not because you know you have a match, but because your drunk, worthless corpse will be driven to the arena. You will stumble down the ramp and enter the ring having no idea what is coming your way. Then you will see me, the person to deliver you your ill fate. And you will know that you have made the biggest mistake of your life!

.:: Daniel Rodimer took a few deep breaths the calm himself down. He turned and looked in to the mirrors on the wall and smiled as he took a drink of water out of a water bottle that was on the floor. Apparently calmed now, he again turned to the camera with a smirk on his face. ::.

Daniel Rodimer: I almost lost my cool there. When you look this good, it’s important to stay calm. Why get worked up when you know you look, and perform better than anyone else that can walk through those doors. [Rodimer smiled] There is one more thing I have to say to Scott Hall. Scott, Monday night after I take care of my next opportunity, I want you to do me a favor. I want you to go back to all the other wrestlers in the back and I want you to tell them that Daniel Rodimer is here in EBWF. Tell them that Daniel Rodimer is the real deal. Hell, just tell them that when it comes to EBWF, Daniel Rodimer is THE MAN!

.:: Daniel Rodimer quickly went from a serious face, to a confident smirk. He turned and walked over to his hutch and pushed play for the music to start playing again. This time, instead of “Big Pimpin’” by Jay-Z, you heard “Country Grammar” by Nelly. Rodimer turned and walked towards the bench press. He picked up a couple of huge circle weights and put them on each end of the bench press bar. He sat on the bench and then lied down and put his hands on the bar. As he lowered and raised the bar from his chest he loudly counted out. As he entered his fourth rep the camera man slowly backed up out of the Fitness Center as the camera faded to black. ::.

.:: End ::.

I really, really enjoy this Rodimer character!

And I like your take on Taker. See what I did there?

Brian W. wrote:And I like your take on Taker. See what I did there?

You're THE MAN!

See what I did there!