The scene is set on what appears to be the balcony of a high-end condo, of course we don’t know where this is taking place but the sun seems pretty bright for a day in November. A single deck chair that seems rather out place is also seen. The shot is very clear, however it definitely looks like it’s being recorded on a phone of sorts, couldn’t exactly tell you what type though. Regardless, footsteps are soon heard from the background and not before long, out walks the man of the hour himself in Will Neilson. He shakes his head around before stepping into the frame, the blonde locks flowing all around and then to the side as he sits himself down on the chair.
Sporting a short sleeved denim jacket without a shirt underneath, Will also sits there in a pair of tight black jeans and some fancy looking trainers. He looks down for a moment, his hands folding over each other as Neilson then looks up, probably not wanting to keep everyone in silence for ages.
“Ayyy. I feel that a fair few people probably won’t know my name, so I’ll just say it right now to get the basics out of the way. My name is William Neilson but please, just call me Will.”
With a slight chuckle and a smile to add onto it, Will doesn’t need to do any adjusting to his hair and instead continues to speak with a slight more confident tone.
“That introduction could have pointless though if you’ve seen the first two events Pro Wrestling NEO put on, both of which I had the honour of competing at. The first rodeo didn’t go too well though did it? You can argue that I ‘competed’ on that show considering my ass was handed to me by an entire cult my opponent was in cahoots with... took me by complete surprise and that’s when I realised that this was an entirely different place to where I’ve been before. That’s the thrill of things though! It was a shame that my match was basically turned to a no contest, however the next show more than made up for it.”
Raising his right hand up to the camera, Will clenches it into a fist and seems to open and close the hand for a few seconds before leaning his elbow on his right knee, the confident attitude still living on within him.
“November 1st. I found myself in a match against three of the toughest bastards I’ve ever stepped in the ring with. That ain’t an understatement either, pure facts. Christopher Kane, DeMarcus Gresham and Tobias Burden. It was us four almost fighting to the death, what we used in that match was mainly up to the fans and just wow… you boys really brought the fight. To even win that match was amazing because of the unfortunate that happened in what was supposed to be my official debut, ultimately though it was because of the carnage. In no way would I do that week in and week out, maaaaaan I’d be more than a bit dead! The point that I’m trying to make here though is that the match helped me stand out from the crowd. I’ve always wanted to be somebody in this business who can bring just that little more to the table and having my body thrown into a cactus, a bowling ball rolled into my nuts, and the back of my head busted open… that might have been it.”
Now lowering his hand down, the Great British Meme has a moment to scratch the back of his head before turning his attention back towards the front. Will flashes a small grin once again before continuing.
“The one question that I’ve been asking myself is whatever could be next for myself in NEO. It’s good that I then realised I didn’t have to even think at all with the announcement of Heaven or Hell. They weren’t lying when saying that this tournament is much, much more unique from the others. For once, I don’t want to be the last one standing in a situation like this because being exiled doesn’t sound quite pleasant. With each loss, people progress through the tournament whilst the winners go into the pool for certain championships. Pretty mad.”
His grin turns to that of a content look, not the bad kind but one of focus. Will is thinking pretty hard right now, slowly looking down at the floor and then looking up again.
“I don’t think that I’m the devil, so in these circumstances you can refer to me as an angel. Heaven or Hell is the chance to face some of the greatest talents in the wrestling world and I am ready for each step of the way. The first volume is not that long away when you think about it, so whilst I may not be competing, you know I’ll be paying close attention to all of the matches!”
Leaning over to pick up the mobile phone, Will lifts it high up in the air, spinning around in the process and now is seen leaning against the barricade of the balcony. The bright sky shines down on him and once again, we see that big grin across his face.
“They call me the Great British Meme, only issues is I ain’t no joke like a meme is and another thing? I don’t die either. No matter what comes and what goes, always expect me to be keeping up with you. Take your shot, because I’ll be taking mine and I hope… no, I know that it will end with me standing on top of it all…”
“A champion.”
With a quick wink, Will turns off the camera, his introduction to those in NEO who perhaps don’t know him, complete.
