Post by reverendwest on Feb 25, 2023 3:54:27 GMT
During a commercial break, suddenly static overtakes the screen followed by SMPTE bars.
When the video returns we find ourselves in what appears to be a warehouse.
“Did it work? I can’t tell if it worked?” we hear a voice say, the camera is pointed at an individual sitting at a laptop wearing a Hoodie and a face-concealing mask. This individual gives a thumbs up to the camera and the camera flips around to find two individuals recognizable as The Maverick Brothers; Johnny and Ollie. They’re also wearing hoodies which have patches on the shoulder seeming to denote ‘rank’. They’re standing in what appears to be an old beat-up boxing ring, stains all over the canvas. The ring is flanked on all sides by more masked and hooded figures. Soldiers.
“Some would say…we’ve been quiet.” Johnny says.
“But really we’ve just been….observing.” Ollie adds.
“Watching as you all busy your thumbs at the expense of an industry we respect and hold dear.” Johnny says.
“Tweet tweet, little birdies.” Olie says, mimicking typing on a phone.
“But we decided it’s time to properly address you all.”
“Call it a declaration of intent.” Ollie says, a bit of static crackling across the screen.
“So many other groups claiming to be ‘Revolutionaries’ are intentionally vague about what manner of ‘Revolution’ they have in mind. We intend to be very open about what we are here to do.” Johnny says as the video adjusts.
“We are here to kick ass, openly discuss the benefits of anarcho-communism, and chew bubble gum. And we are all out of bubble gum.” Ollie says with a chuckle. One of the hooded masked men outside the ring digs in his pocket and extends a pack of Bubble Yum to Ollie.
“That’s….118 we weren’t actually asking for gum.” Ollie says. The hooded man lowers his head and pockets the gum once more.
“For too long the FEW have been in control, so we offer all of you watching a chance to join THE MANY. To raise a fist in defiance against any who would tell you the lie that you are already free so that you might assist us in the pursuit of actual freedom. There will be some fun fights along the way… some tag gold around our waists to be sure but make no mistake…” Johnny says as he trails off.
“...This is the Beginning of the End.” Ollie says, finishing his thought.
“Like it or not, you are all a part of something now if you tune into XIX, if you are at a live show, if you’re on the roster or a part of management or staff. You are now either one of the MANY or the FEW. Either way… welcome to The Maverick Initiative. See you in person very soon.” Johnny says with a wink. Ollie offers a chuckle as the feed scrambles again and we are returned to our regularly scheduled programming.
When the video returns we find ourselves in what appears to be a warehouse.
“Did it work? I can’t tell if it worked?” we hear a voice say, the camera is pointed at an individual sitting at a laptop wearing a Hoodie and a face-concealing mask. This individual gives a thumbs up to the camera and the camera flips around to find two individuals recognizable as The Maverick Brothers; Johnny and Ollie. They’re also wearing hoodies which have patches on the shoulder seeming to denote ‘rank’. They’re standing in what appears to be an old beat-up boxing ring, stains all over the canvas. The ring is flanked on all sides by more masked and hooded figures. Soldiers.
“Some would say…we’ve been quiet.” Johnny says.
“But really we’ve just been….observing.” Ollie adds.
“Watching as you all busy your thumbs at the expense of an industry we respect and hold dear.” Johnny says.
“Tweet tweet, little birdies.” Olie says, mimicking typing on a phone.
“But we decided it’s time to properly address you all.”
“Call it a declaration of intent.” Ollie says, a bit of static crackling across the screen.
“So many other groups claiming to be ‘Revolutionaries’ are intentionally vague about what manner of ‘Revolution’ they have in mind. We intend to be very open about what we are here to do.” Johnny says as the video adjusts.
“We are here to kick ass, openly discuss the benefits of anarcho-communism, and chew bubble gum. And we are all out of bubble gum.” Ollie says with a chuckle. One of the hooded masked men outside the ring digs in his pocket and extends a pack of Bubble Yum to Ollie.
“That’s….118 we weren’t actually asking for gum.” Ollie says. The hooded man lowers his head and pockets the gum once more.
“For too long the FEW have been in control, so we offer all of you watching a chance to join THE MANY. To raise a fist in defiance against any who would tell you the lie that you are already free so that you might assist us in the pursuit of actual freedom. There will be some fun fights along the way… some tag gold around our waists to be sure but make no mistake…” Johnny says as he trails off.
“...This is the Beginning of the End.” Ollie says, finishing his thought.
“Like it or not, you are all a part of something now if you tune into XIX, if you are at a live show, if you’re on the roster or a part of management or staff. You are now either one of the MANY or the FEW. Either way… welcome to The Maverick Initiative. See you in person very soon.” Johnny says with a wink. Ollie offers a chuckle as the feed scrambles again and we are returned to our regularly scheduled programming.