Post by "The Hottest Shit Going" on Oct 27, 2008 19:03:21 GMT -4
The flames creep up the leg of Michael Lively as he screams in pain and terror. The man then passes out from his tension and stress. As the Lion goes limp on his cross the white mist from fire extinuighers begins clouding the air. The crew stops the flames by choking out the oxygen. Lively slowly comes to.
Lively: Get me down...help me.
The crew discuss how to get him down. Seeing how many people have suffered humilation by Lively, there is no rush to help him out. One member of the crew has an idea, runs off then returns.
Crew Memeber:TIMBER!
Then he begin chopping at the cross with an axe. The wood splinters and Lively hits the ground still nailed to the crucifix. They flip the cross over, then pound the nails out from the back freeing the man's hands as he screams in pain. Lively is let loose, and he is on his knee's. APW future hall of famer Phil runs in with a mic.
Phil: Lively...are you OK...will you be able to wrestle...will you defend your title.
The man lifts his head with the barbwire crown. Blood trickled down his face. A crew memeber then comes over with pliers and begin pulling the barb wire from his skull. More screams of pain from the champion. Lively then takes a seat in a chair.
Lively: There's a lady who's sure all that glitters is Gold...and she's buying a staiway to heaven.
Phil looks puzzled at the champion.
Lively: When she gets there she knows...the stores are all closed..with a word she can get what she came for..
Phil: Are you quoting Led Zeplin....are you OK.
Lively: I'm fine...the title isn't gold...it's silver...she wants the gold...you know something Phil....this crazy bitch tried to crucify me. She hung me from a cross, drove nails through my hands, and placed a crown of barbwire upon my head.
Phil: Well you are the JESUS...should be nothing new for you.
Lively: Listen...this title that she wishes to have is mine...this whole thing has been a huge mind fuck...it's worked...she has thrown me out of my game. I have defended my title many of times, but this one will be different. This woman wants the title, wants to make me suffer. Well the suffering has begun...but I wll say...I'm not out. I will be an One Night In Hell...I willl defend my title. I will show the world why I am the JESUS. I excelle when pushed into a corner. The belts on the line sweatheart...and I have een extremly deadly with that stipulation. So come hell or high water...I will walk that aisle, I will spill Arcadia'a blood, and make her pay for disgracing the JESUS. She diesrespeted the church...I mean this here...she spit right on Kenny's COK...the COK I have loved...the COK I have grabbed and ran with. The COK I embraced...the COK that brough me comfort Kenny's COK was there for me...and this broad spit right on the COK...well she will simply pay for spitting on the COK...and walking away...the world knows you can't spit on a COK and just walk away...Arcadia will pay for her sins...all womens sins fall upon her shoulders tonight.
Lively walks off as medics begins to clean his hands.
Lively: Get me down...help me.
The crew discuss how to get him down. Seeing how many people have suffered humilation by Lively, there is no rush to help him out. One member of the crew has an idea, runs off then returns.
Crew Memeber:TIMBER!
Then he begin chopping at the cross with an axe. The wood splinters and Lively hits the ground still nailed to the crucifix. They flip the cross over, then pound the nails out from the back freeing the man's hands as he screams in pain. Lively is let loose, and he is on his knee's. APW future hall of famer Phil runs in with a mic.
Phil: Lively...are you OK...will you be able to wrestle...will you defend your title.
The man lifts his head with the barbwire crown. Blood trickled down his face. A crew memeber then comes over with pliers and begin pulling the barb wire from his skull. More screams of pain from the champion. Lively then takes a seat in a chair.
Lively: There's a lady who's sure all that glitters is Gold...and she's buying a staiway to heaven.
Phil looks puzzled at the champion.
Lively: When she gets there she knows...the stores are all closed..with a word she can get what she came for..
Phil: Are you quoting Led Zeplin....are you OK.
Lively: I'm fine...the title isn't gold...it's silver...she wants the gold...you know something Phil....this crazy bitch tried to crucify me. She hung me from a cross, drove nails through my hands, and placed a crown of barbwire upon my head.
Phil: Well you are the JESUS...should be nothing new for you.
Lively: Listen...this title that she wishes to have is mine...this whole thing has been a huge mind fuck...it's worked...she has thrown me out of my game. I have defended my title many of times, but this one will be different. This woman wants the title, wants to make me suffer. Well the suffering has begun...but I wll say...I'm not out. I will be an One Night In Hell...I willl defend my title. I will show the world why I am the JESUS. I excelle when pushed into a corner. The belts on the line sweatheart...and I have een extremly deadly with that stipulation. So come hell or high water...I will walk that aisle, I will spill Arcadia'a blood, and make her pay for disgracing the JESUS. She diesrespeted the church...I mean this here...she spit right on Kenny's COK...the COK I have loved...the COK I have grabbed and ran with. The COK I embraced...the COK that brough me comfort Kenny's COK was there for me...and this broad spit right on the COK...well she will simply pay for spitting on the COK...and walking away...the world knows you can't spit on a COK and just walk away...Arcadia will pay for her sins...all womens sins fall upon her shoulders tonight.
Lively walks off as medics begins to clean his hands.
