Part Man. All Model.

[Clover]

[ I haven't written in awhile so you will have to forgive my first attempt. But hello to everyone. ]

"Tyler! Tyler! Over here! Look over here, please!"

Snapshot after snapshot. It was not out of the ordinary when you were an internationally known model. And when you craved the spotlight and adored those cameras it began to come naturally to you. A first class private jet had arrived at an airport in Indianapolis to a mass of photographers who had shown up in mass to greet the model turned professional wrestler. Those flawless blonde locks were tied back to show off every inch of his good looks and stunning features. The same features that were intently being stared at though a top of the line cell-phone that was held outstretched in his perfectly manicured hand. Even with all the camera's around him they were simply not enough and his own reflection still held all of his attention. This shouldn't come as shock as to anyone who was familiar with:

Reporter: Tyler Breeze! Tyler! A few questions please!

Breeze lovingly gazed at himself through his phone and delicately smoothed a hand through his hair.

Reporter: Why leave the world of modeling to become a professional wrestler? Doesn't that sound incredibly dangerous?

Tyler lightly tilted his head and those gathered highly anticipated his words regarding his arrival to EBWF.

Tyler Breeze: First off..I'll never stop being a model. It's a part of my very being. I'm merely branching out. I've conquered modeling. Now I want to expand my horizons and expose this gorgeous face to an even bigger audience. And did you say..dangerous? I don't think so. I've been training with the best instructors from all over the world. Turns out I'm a natural athlete. Evidently, there's nothing that I can't do.

The audience was abuzz after this revelation.

Reporter: But Tyler..most of these men have been doing this years and years. Don't you think you might be in a little over your head?

Tyler Breeze: It's true. I'm inexperienced. But they are all ugly and I'm not.

A content sigh came from Tyler after snapping a selfie worthy photo of himself.

Reporter: Are you aware that your first match is going to be "dark match"?

Tyler Breeze: Blatant racism.

It became apparent that Tyler wasn't terribly knowledgeable about wrestling terms.

Reporter: No, Tyler, what that means is that it's going to be an televised match.

Tyler Breeze: Excuse me?

This was not at all the kind of news that Tyler wanted to hear and it showed in his face as his brow began to furrow and his lips curled into an unrepresentable scowl. Although, his scowl was still better than most of the populations smile.

Tyler Breeze: You mean to tell me that a promotion signs 'Prince Pretty', the 'King of Cuteville' and they don't film him? There won't be any camera's around? I. Don't do. Anything. Without. A camera present.

This bit of information was enough for Tyler to put his phone away and that is when you knew things were serious.

Tyler Breeze: Who am I facing?

Reporter: Jack Evans and Batista.

Tyler Breeze: Say that first name again.

Reporter: Jack Evans.

Tyler Breeze: I don't know who that is.

Reporter: A charismatic high flyer with some really breath taking moves. But he's mostly made a name for himself in Mexico and the independents.

Tyler Breeze: Ew. Sounds like grade-A ugo material to me. I bet he's fat. I'm also willing to bet these he's never even step foot on a runway before. Who is designer?

Reporter: I'm going to assume he doesn't have one, Tyler.

Tyler Breeze: Gross. And they want me to wrestle him? I am not amused. So he can do things from the top rope and he's a big name in other countries. He's not gorgeous, he's not inspiring and he's not Tyler Breeze.

Feeling as though there was a severe lack of flash bulbs going off, Tyler made an exaggerated but still impeccable pouting expression. That served his need for more photographs.

Reporter: But I assume you are familiar with Batista.

Tyler Breeze: Yes. He's been a few..tiny, little films. I know of him. He doesn't have any Oscars so I can't say I'm a fan or anything like that. He's..adequate. The same cannot be said for his sense of style. Does he not have a consultant for these things? And if he does they should be fired for allowing him to step outside in some of those outfits he dresses himself in. Just..ugh.

Reporter: He made a threat about giving you a black eye.

Tyler Breeze: He had better not.

Tyler's voice dropped to a lower and more threatening tone.

Tyler Breeze: If he gives me a black eye I will END him. And then I will walk right out of that building. You do not damage a face like mine. If anything happens to this stunning piece of art heads will ROLL. I don't think the EBWF would like to have an international incident on their hands. Do you have any idea how much negative publicity they would get? I won't allow it. I don't care if Batista is bigger than me. I don't how long he's wrestled or how many titles he's won. You do NOT touch this face.

Such a thought was a complete and total nightmare and even the possibility made Tyler lose his cool.

Tyler Breeze: This interview and, more importantly, this photo-op, is over. There will be NO MORE PICTURES.

Resounding signs of shock and disappointment rung out from the crowd. Tyler pulled the fuzzy, silk hood from his jacket over his head and began to make his exit. His people, handlers and bodyguards, ensured that no further photographs were taken 'lest a severe punishment took place. Tyler Breeze had left the building.

[Ben M]

Reporter: Are you aware that your first match is going to be "dark match"?

Tyler Breeze: Blatant racism.

The above quote made me laugh out load...

Really enjoyed this. Welcome aboard!

[Ashlee]

OMG. Welcome!! :-)