Post by Nasir on Sept 2, 2008 19:47:34 GMT -4
FOOD FOR THOUGHT!
The scene opens showing the reflection of perfection – Jason ‘the sensation’ Ricochet stood laughing to himself. He is stood outside of a TV shop as the camera alters its position it shows him re-watching the promo/attack launched at him the previous night. He has one arm on the glass with the other over his eyes as he watches in disbelief. He becomes aware of the camera as he instructs it to ‘get a load of this!’ He turns a number of times to the camera crew laughing, before finally drawing them closer as he begins to speak.
This is exactly what I was on about the other week, before Shockwave as I stood on the top of the titron. The speech I made about the furniture & freaks of nature trying to rule the APW. I won’t stand for this shit though as I’ve already made clear I didn’t come here to talk trash – bitching about each opponent I face every week as this just isn’t my style at all. This big nasty bastard Carl Cage insists on talking about me, about how he’s going to destroy me and the rest of the roster? This steroid infested ego-maniac seems to be forgetting that there are other ways to release this anger….This rage that builds up, I mean his wife looks capable of 'releasing’ this rage. Or maybe that is the cause? He can’t fulfil her deep urges; maybe I could lend a hand or two she looks to carry two large ‘rage relieving’…Oh forget it!
As he laughs so do the camera crew, but they quickly compose themselves remembering they must stand un-bias. He now looks around, thinking of his next move he smiles looks over to the camera before strutting down the busy street. The cameras hurry along side the gripped man as he enters a market area. He stops near by what appears to be a fruit & vegetable stall; as he fingers his way through an assortment of items he stops as he hold a small banana in his hand. He turns around with a cheeky expression plastered across his handsome face as he talks once again.
As I have been left with no option but to retaliate to the trash talked by my opponent next week ‘Carl rage’ I assume I should make it interesting if not humorous. I’ am not one to stand around shouting abuse about how people are going to get destroyed in my hands, in fact I find this tiresome and to be honest boring. So here we have a little lesson in why I will be victorious next week, here in my left hand I hold an average banana. You may ask yourself 'Why is he going to indulge in a nice smoothie maybe?’ No I sure am not; instead I shall use it to describe Mr. Carl Rage. So here we go at first glance it looks nice, bright attractive to a select few. Notice though the skin it’s tough, guards the inside. Not only this but is quite easy to peal away.
(he peals back the banana skin as he exposes the inside the stall owner looks over in anger, but realizing who the huge man is he keeps quiet not intent on aggravating the superstar.)
Look at this though on the inside under all the armour and protection it is weak, shows no defence as I poke holes through it? The same can be said about Mr Carl Rage he hides under his big exterior which may appear strong, resistant and feisty appearance. So don’t be kidded by his steroid abused body, he is soft on the inside.
(takes a big long sniff at the piece of fruit before biting the end off and chewing with a smile on his face, as he finishes his mouthful he continues talking.)
He unlike the banana though doesn’t smell or taste nice at all I’ll give him credit where credit is due!
He stays at the Stall but now picks up a large pair of melons, he jokes around with them placing them on his chest as if they where tits. He childishly laughs once again; he then holds a melon in each hand as he alters his voice slightly to single he is now talking to Krystal. His voice is gentler as he speaks in a lighter & friendlier tone.
Here we have? That’s right a pair of HUGE melons, now these can be used to describe you as well Krystal my dear. You see the thing with women like you your nice to look at fun to play with as I just demonstrated. The only thing with you is to tell if you’re any good you must tap you first if you catch my drift. Im not the kind of guy who goes around robbing other people’s melons though Carl don’t shout at me again I beg of you! The point I made though you must agree is true to truly know if a pair of melons (women) is sour or ripe, you must tap them (fuck them). So bring your fine ass down by ring side if you wish to see what all the fuss is about; as you will soon realize that looser you stand by is no good for anything with his steroid-ruined…No wait!
(He turns and picks up a small, dirty and nasty looking carrot he shakes it his right hand grinning, before grabbing a large stick of cucumber in the other; he breaks the carrot in two as he stands with the cucumber in the other.)
So you see dear the choice is yours! Im not asking for you to be mine, but at least leave that sorry excuse for a loser!
As he takes a large bite of the cucumber before placing it back; the stall owner makes his voice heard by ordering some amount of money from ‘the reflection of perfection’. To which he turns and tips the mans produce all over the market floor before turning back one last time to the camera and stating ‘See you at overdrive Rage!’ He leaves the view and the scene ends.
[/color][/center]This is exactly what I was on about the other week, before Shockwave as I stood on the top of the titron. The speech I made about the furniture & freaks of nature trying to rule the APW. I won’t stand for this shit though as I’ve already made clear I didn’t come here to talk trash – bitching about each opponent I face every week as this just isn’t my style at all. This big nasty bastard Carl Cage insists on talking about me, about how he’s going to destroy me and the rest of the roster? This steroid infested ego-maniac seems to be forgetting that there are other ways to release this anger….This rage that builds up, I mean his wife looks capable of 'releasing’ this rage. Or maybe that is the cause? He can’t fulfil her deep urges; maybe I could lend a hand or two she looks to carry two large ‘rage relieving’…Oh forget it!
As he laughs so do the camera crew, but they quickly compose themselves remembering they must stand un-bias. He now looks around, thinking of his next move he smiles looks over to the camera before strutting down the busy street. The cameras hurry along side the gripped man as he enters a market area. He stops near by what appears to be a fruit & vegetable stall; as he fingers his way through an assortment of items he stops as he hold a small banana in his hand. He turns around with a cheeky expression plastered across his handsome face as he talks once again.
As I have been left with no option but to retaliate to the trash talked by my opponent next week ‘Carl rage’ I assume I should make it interesting if not humorous. I’ am not one to stand around shouting abuse about how people are going to get destroyed in my hands, in fact I find this tiresome and to be honest boring. So here we have a little lesson in why I will be victorious next week, here in my left hand I hold an average banana. You may ask yourself 'Why is he going to indulge in a nice smoothie maybe?’ No I sure am not; instead I shall use it to describe Mr. Carl Rage. So here we go at first glance it looks nice, bright attractive to a select few. Notice though the skin it’s tough, guards the inside. Not only this but is quite easy to peal away.
(he peals back the banana skin as he exposes the inside the stall owner looks over in anger, but realizing who the huge man is he keeps quiet not intent on aggravating the superstar.)
Look at this though on the inside under all the armour and protection it is weak, shows no defence as I poke holes through it? The same can be said about Mr Carl Rage he hides under his big exterior which may appear strong, resistant and feisty appearance. So don’t be kidded by his steroid abused body, he is soft on the inside.
(takes a big long sniff at the piece of fruit before biting the end off and chewing with a smile on his face, as he finishes his mouthful he continues talking.)
He unlike the banana though doesn’t smell or taste nice at all I’ll give him credit where credit is due!
He stays at the Stall but now picks up a large pair of melons, he jokes around with them placing them on his chest as if they where tits. He childishly laughs once again; he then holds a melon in each hand as he alters his voice slightly to single he is now talking to Krystal. His voice is gentler as he speaks in a lighter & friendlier tone.
Here we have? That’s right a pair of HUGE melons, now these can be used to describe you as well Krystal my dear. You see the thing with women like you your nice to look at fun to play with as I just demonstrated. The only thing with you is to tell if you’re any good you must tap you first if you catch my drift. Im not the kind of guy who goes around robbing other people’s melons though Carl don’t shout at me again I beg of you! The point I made though you must agree is true to truly know if a pair of melons (women) is sour or ripe, you must tap them (fuck them). So bring your fine ass down by ring side if you wish to see what all the fuss is about; as you will soon realize that looser you stand by is no good for anything with his steroid-ruined…No wait!
(He turns and picks up a small, dirty and nasty looking carrot he shakes it his right hand grinning, before grabbing a large stick of cucumber in the other; he breaks the carrot in two as he stands with the cucumber in the other.)
So you see dear the choice is yours! Im not asking for you to be mine, but at least leave that sorry excuse for a loser!
As he takes a large bite of the cucumber before placing it back; the stall owner makes his voice heard by ordering some amount of money from ‘the reflection of perfection’. To which he turns and tips the mans produce all over the market floor before turning back one last time to the camera and stating ‘See you at overdrive Rage!’ He leaves the view and the scene ends.
;D
