Legendary Beginnings - Ijitu Quartz

[Quartz]

The camera cuts around a brightly lit, large living area. A black and white photo of a man flexing in front of an audience is prominently displayed. Sounds of a television can be heard in the background. The camera continue to pan around a house. A side table with a pair of extravagant, pristine sunglasses sit parted at the center. Another photo enters the frame, showing a young boy with long, blue hair holding a plastic belt. As the camera continues to pan, the volume begins to pick up and voices are made out clearly over the speaker.

 

Voice from the TV: "What do you say champ? There’s…...1……..2……..3……..4…….5 people in this ring and you know there’s only one structure for this."

 

An audience roars from the TV set as the sounds are immediately silenced with a click of a remote. A chair creeks into place and a man jumps into frame.

 

Man: "A chamber?! No! That is not fair! People really pay for this? People pay to watch THESE clowns!?"

 

The camera follows behind the man as he walks into a bathroom and next to a counter covered in unnecessary hair care products. The camera shifts to the mirror and the man's face is revealed, his long, messy, greasy blue hair nearly passing his shoulders.

 

Man: "These fans are coming out to see real talent, and this is what they're fed. Nothing but talentless trash. I can't believe I just watched that. I don't know what is wrong with the entertainment world anymore. Yet they're heading into the biggest moment of their lives and here I am talking to a gah' damn mirror."

 

The man pauses briefly before throwing open a drawer containing a new-looking, unused electrical razor and some scissors. He stares at it for a few moments.

 

Man: "Those people should be coming to see me. They should be spending MORE money to watch me rule the world. I'm better than all of these morons. I always have been."

 

The man again looks at his bathroom counter before snatching the razor. The camera cuts back to the pictures and reveals more framed pictures of the man in a ring. Another frame shows a 3rd rate looking certificate that reads "Philadelphia Amateur Tournament Participant, 2nd place." The sounds of buzzing can be heard from the bathroom

 

Man: "We're forced to watch a glowstick headline a pay-per-view..."

 

The buzzing sounds continue as the man continues to ramble about what he watched.

 

Man: "...who he thinks he is, but there's no way I would lose to him. This is the best OCW has to offer?"

 

After a moment, the buzzing slows down and finally comes to a stop, as does the ramblings.

 

Man: "Yeah. You know what? I'm not crazy. I'm the best. I always have been. What have I been doing wasting my life watching these amateurs on TV. I belong in that ring. I'm Ijitu Quartz. I'm a champion. I'm the one. and. only."

 

Sounds of washing and rushing water suddenly sound as the camera continues to pan around the apartment, viewing more images of the man, Ijitu Quartz. Zooming into 2 old pizza boxes stacked clumsily on top of each other, the camera zooms behind them to find a black and blue pair of dirty tights and old protective padding. On the front of the tights, a black, tribal looking design begins to come into focus before being blocked by Ijitu's lower body.

 

As it pans slowly up to him, we see he has lost his shirt and a massive tattoo of the design is revealed, one that covers his entire back. The Black Phoenix. Most of his long hair is now gone and has reverted to his natural, brown hair color.

 

Ijitu: "What was I thinking? I don't need some stupid hair dye or dance moves to beat these pathetic wimps. I'm going to call that doofus back and tell him I'm in."

 

Ijitu flips his black shades on, before dropping them clumsily and frantically picking them back up in an effort to look really cool.

 

The camera again pans around the home to find it in a terribly messy state, with clothes and old junk food just left around. The door slams.... and a few seconds later re-opens. The sound of jingling keys is accompanied by an exclamatory "Gah' dammit!"

 

The door slams again, a car starts and drives away.

[Mr.Sensation]

I like this kid! Interesting!