Post by Twister on Jul 6, 2008 18:49:47 GMT -4
Our cameras open on a brightly lit hall way deep in the arenas core. A few cameras are scattered around the area, a drink machine sits up against the far wall and a voice can be heard in the distance.
AND ACTION!
The camera pans around and shows none other than Twister strolling up the hallway. A black pair of jean shorts and white shoes cover the mans lower half a black and silver jersey adons his shapen torso.
Damn... Its balls hot out here today guys!
CUT CUT!
A straggly looking fellow jumps out from behind the line of cameras and jumps in Twisters face.
Kid, what the hell are you doing? This is a commercial, you know with a script and all, your supposed to follow it, its easy remember you've done this a million times.
I was just improvising... Its what us professionals do! Im like the rock man, I dont need a script I roll to the beat of my own drummer.
You know I remember you being a lot more co-operative before.
I remember needing the money a lot more before.
The man lets out a long... seriously over acted sigh and then begins to walk away.
Ok fine... we'll do things your way... TAKE 2 PEOPLE ANNNNND ACTION!
Once again the camera pans around and we see Twister strutting down the hallway.
Man, its balls hot out these days! The summer heat has everyone up on edge, and when you work in a land like I do with nut jobs, cross dressers, and dicks and cocks all over the place... sometimes ya just gotta escape the rush.
Twister continues up the hall way until he arrives at the drink machine at the end. A bunch of fruits and a yellow line cuts across the middle of it the words unreadable because of Twisters positioning on the set but lets face it... Anyone who knows Twister... knows whats going on here.
Twister turns around and stares at the machine briefly then steps back and kicks through the front of the machine.
FEAR THE RAGE!
CUT CUT CUT CUUUT!
The afore mentioned scraggly man races onto the set.
WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING!
You know coach that was pretty much a one take thing...
Your not supposed to destroy the machine! And whats with all the cock talk?
Have you seen what they make us deal with around here. We got some cow walking around with a really tiny dick. We got this emo group running around worshiping a man who hasn't had a decent performance since his cameo in cats. Worse yet they all are self proclaimed cocks. Now here I am, risking my body for your damn commercial, and you cut it off in the middle of the best part of the commercial.
The man steps back and looks more less disturbed by Twisters comments as a monotoned version of Rob Zombies "Never Gonna Stop" begins to play. Twister glares at the man and reaches into his pocket pulling out a cell phone. He flips it open and begins to speak.
Twist here... Right... Really... ... ... ... Yeah well he's a douche... Right... Alright bro... Peace.
Twist flips his phone shut and returns it to his pocket then looks up at the man.
Well... looks to me like ya got a mess to clean up.
Twister reaches into the wreckage that was the drink machine and pulls out a red Tropicana Twister.
Cheers!
Twister opens the bottle and takes a sip as he walks away from the set leaving the man stunned in the middle of the set. The APW camera breaks off the scene and follows Twister down the hall. Twist takes another sip of his drink and stops next to his dressing room. He sneaks in real quick and comes back out holding a black t-shirt in his hand, he then turns and continues down the hall way. He cycles quickly through a couple corners and appears to be leaving the arena. The camera steps back as the door swings open in front of Twister. By now the fans are able to see Twister on the jumbo tron out in the arena which recieves a large pop, which only increases as it is revealed that the "ACE" Austin Daniels is the man walking into the arena coming off his promo. Ace stops in his tracks as he sees Twister standing in front of him. The two stare eachother down. Ace appears to still be very excited from his promo, breathing slightly heavier than normal, Twister however remains calm but nods approvingly at the young star.
Wild card...
Daniels nods... takes a deep breath then continues.
My friends call me ace.
Twister nods, a rare occurance for those who dont know him, Twist still with out his trademark sun glasses still appears expressionless his eyes just focused.
Hmm... You look cold kid... Here.
Twister takes the t-shirt off his arm and tosses it to Austin. Austin unfolds it, and reveals the newest "Fear Twisters Rage" t-shirt in his hand. The fans cheer as Twister gives the camera a look of choke on that supershop. Much as Twister seemingly blew off "Ace"s previous comment about friendship, Austin places the shirt over his arm.
Im good... but thanks.
Twister smirks and nods approvingly.
Big match this week kid.
You should know as well as anyone T... Every match is a huge match when your trying to establish yourself in this business.
Especially when you have the opportunity to take on the World Champion in said match.
Ace nods then a smirk crawls over his face.
You'd know all about World title matches eh Twist... About battling the champions.
It's been a while since I went for a belt kid, but hell just a few short weeks ago I had the champ on his back for the three count.
This draws a huge pop from the fans.
But Kenny's tough... never underestimate him, I mean hell he is a World Champion. Any moment he can take you out with an Ego Crusher, leave ya laying flat.
Well theres a simple solution to that man... Keep him outta the match. Ya gotta figure he's gonna send that tank Brander out after us first to try to weaken us... Just beat him and we wont have to worry about a thing.
Tank Brander? I thought his name was Victor...
I meant Tank as in hes a rather large individual.
Twister rolls his eyes.
Well the bigger they are...
The harder you hit em?
Close enough. So here's the thing... Now comes the hard part... Beating Kenny... easy... Anyone can do it and the longer this keeps going, the more people are going to prove it... why? Cause he's distracted, his heads out of the game between Jeff and Diana... He's already been beat. As for our big ugly giant... Shit man, I had to deal with Andy McHeyman for years... His smell alone was enough to wear you down... But... this is a tag match, meaning our biggest obstacle is inherently... ourselves.
Twister unscrews the top off his Twister and takes a sip... he caps the drink and takes a breath before continuing.
We gotta be able to trust eachother out there... Kenny especially is a master of using any advantage he can to get the upper hand, and lets face it he lost straight up for just the second time in APW history, aint no way thats going to be sitting well with him.
That and CoK isn't exactly running smoothly right now.
Yeah... his wife had another guy on her for longer than Kenny's ever been on top when THK laid on her for a full 3 seconds.
And his prize catch Tony Blackwell got laid out by Green.
Sadly it seems their cocks gone limp and as of Monday night we're gonna make their balls just a little bluer. Kenny... Brander... Overdrive... You will fear Twister's...
Yo yo yo yo ... Twist... It dont matter what they be fearing.
Twister takes a step back staring at Ace.
All that matters is that when the final bell tolls Austin Daniels and Twister will be walking out with all the winnings cause that river just came up ACE.
Ace smirks at Twister and pats him on the shoulder as he takes the t-shirt and walks towards the dressing rooms as Twister just shakes his head.
Damn wild card.
Twister takes a sip out of his drink and tosses the empty bottle into a garbage can by the door before heading up the same hallway as the camera fades out.
AND ACTION!
The camera pans around and shows none other than Twister strolling up the hallway. A black pair of jean shorts and white shoes cover the mans lower half a black and silver jersey adons his shapen torso.
Damn... Its balls hot out here today guys!
CUT CUT!
A straggly looking fellow jumps out from behind the line of cameras and jumps in Twisters face.
Kid, what the hell are you doing? This is a commercial, you know with a script and all, your supposed to follow it, its easy remember you've done this a million times.
I was just improvising... Its what us professionals do! Im like the rock man, I dont need a script I roll to the beat of my own drummer.
You know I remember you being a lot more co-operative before.
I remember needing the money a lot more before.
The man lets out a long... seriously over acted sigh and then begins to walk away.
Ok fine... we'll do things your way... TAKE 2 PEOPLE ANNNNND ACTION!
Once again the camera pans around and we see Twister strutting down the hallway.
Man, its balls hot out these days! The summer heat has everyone up on edge, and when you work in a land like I do with nut jobs, cross dressers, and dicks and cocks all over the place... sometimes ya just gotta escape the rush.
Twister continues up the hall way until he arrives at the drink machine at the end. A bunch of fruits and a yellow line cuts across the middle of it the words unreadable because of Twisters positioning on the set but lets face it... Anyone who knows Twister... knows whats going on here.
Twister turns around and stares at the machine briefly then steps back and kicks through the front of the machine.
FEAR THE RAGE!
CUT CUT CUT CUUUT!
The afore mentioned scraggly man races onto the set.
WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING!
You know coach that was pretty much a one take thing...
Your not supposed to destroy the machine! And whats with all the cock talk?
Have you seen what they make us deal with around here. We got some cow walking around with a really tiny dick. We got this emo group running around worshiping a man who hasn't had a decent performance since his cameo in cats. Worse yet they all are self proclaimed cocks. Now here I am, risking my body for your damn commercial, and you cut it off in the middle of the best part of the commercial.
The man steps back and looks more less disturbed by Twisters comments as a monotoned version of Rob Zombies "Never Gonna Stop" begins to play. Twister glares at the man and reaches into his pocket pulling out a cell phone. He flips it open and begins to speak.
Twist here... Right... Really... ... ... ... Yeah well he's a douche... Right... Alright bro... Peace.
Twist flips his phone shut and returns it to his pocket then looks up at the man.
Well... looks to me like ya got a mess to clean up.
Twister reaches into the wreckage that was the drink machine and pulls out a red Tropicana Twister.
Cheers!
Twister opens the bottle and takes a sip as he walks away from the set leaving the man stunned in the middle of the set. The APW camera breaks off the scene and follows Twister down the hall. Twist takes another sip of his drink and stops next to his dressing room. He sneaks in real quick and comes back out holding a black t-shirt in his hand, he then turns and continues down the hall way. He cycles quickly through a couple corners and appears to be leaving the arena. The camera steps back as the door swings open in front of Twister. By now the fans are able to see Twister on the jumbo tron out in the arena which recieves a large pop, which only increases as it is revealed that the "ACE" Austin Daniels is the man walking into the arena coming off his promo. Ace stops in his tracks as he sees Twister standing in front of him. The two stare eachother down. Ace appears to still be very excited from his promo, breathing slightly heavier than normal, Twister however remains calm but nods approvingly at the young star.
Wild card...
Daniels nods... takes a deep breath then continues.
My friends call me ace.
Twister nods, a rare occurance for those who dont know him, Twist still with out his trademark sun glasses still appears expressionless his eyes just focused.
Hmm... You look cold kid... Here.
Twister takes the t-shirt off his arm and tosses it to Austin. Austin unfolds it, and reveals the newest "Fear Twisters Rage" t-shirt in his hand. The fans cheer as Twister gives the camera a look of choke on that supershop. Much as Twister seemingly blew off "Ace"s previous comment about friendship, Austin places the shirt over his arm.
Im good... but thanks.
Twister smirks and nods approvingly.
Big match this week kid.
You should know as well as anyone T... Every match is a huge match when your trying to establish yourself in this business.
Especially when you have the opportunity to take on the World Champion in said match.
Ace nods then a smirk crawls over his face.
You'd know all about World title matches eh Twist... About battling the champions.
It's been a while since I went for a belt kid, but hell just a few short weeks ago I had the champ on his back for the three count.
This draws a huge pop from the fans.
But Kenny's tough... never underestimate him, I mean hell he is a World Champion. Any moment he can take you out with an Ego Crusher, leave ya laying flat.
Well theres a simple solution to that man... Keep him outta the match. Ya gotta figure he's gonna send that tank Brander out after us first to try to weaken us... Just beat him and we wont have to worry about a thing.
Tank Brander? I thought his name was Victor...
I meant Tank as in hes a rather large individual.
Twister rolls his eyes.
Well the bigger they are...
The harder you hit em?
Close enough. So here's the thing... Now comes the hard part... Beating Kenny... easy... Anyone can do it and the longer this keeps going, the more people are going to prove it... why? Cause he's distracted, his heads out of the game between Jeff and Diana... He's already been beat. As for our big ugly giant... Shit man, I had to deal with Andy McHeyman for years... His smell alone was enough to wear you down... But... this is a tag match, meaning our biggest obstacle is inherently... ourselves.
Twister unscrews the top off his Twister and takes a sip... he caps the drink and takes a breath before continuing.
We gotta be able to trust eachother out there... Kenny especially is a master of using any advantage he can to get the upper hand, and lets face it he lost straight up for just the second time in APW history, aint no way thats going to be sitting well with him.
That and CoK isn't exactly running smoothly right now.
Yeah... his wife had another guy on her for longer than Kenny's ever been on top when THK laid on her for a full 3 seconds.
And his prize catch Tony Blackwell got laid out by Green.
Sadly it seems their cocks gone limp and as of Monday night we're gonna make their balls just a little bluer. Kenny... Brander... Overdrive... You will fear Twister's...
Yo yo yo yo ... Twist... It dont matter what they be fearing.
Twister takes a step back staring at Ace.
All that matters is that when the final bell tolls Austin Daniels and Twister will be walking out with all the winnings cause that river just came up ACE.
Ace smirks at Twister and pats him on the shoulder as he takes the t-shirt and walks towards the dressing rooms as Twister just shakes his head.
Damn wild card.
Twister takes a sip out of his drink and tosses the empty bottle into a garbage can by the door before heading up the same hallway as the camera fades out.
