Post by Your JESUS on Jan 19, 2008 16:18:27 GMT -4
(From the outside it looks like an average industrial complex, but in suite # 808 it houses Vegas valley's most complex state of the art training center)
Kid Rock is faintly heard, as the training center is full of activity. Young athlete's from the surrounding local high schools are running drill's, in the back of the complex known as "The House of Pain" stands a newly erected wrestling ring. The fresh canvas glows with the color of orange, and the ring ropes are a brilliant white as well as the apron. In the center of the war zone stands Sabur. Mid-length white boots are strapped to his legs, clothed in an orange singlet with white stripes along the mans rib cage, a clover leaf with a hammer in it's center are on the bottom right of the young superstars singlet.
Lining the ringside are five men, while outside stands a man with a whistle. The man puts the whistle to his lips, and sounds an ear ringing tone. The first man steps through the ropes runs toward Sabur with both hands raised forming an axe handle, Sabur ducks his head and plunges his shoulder into the mans mid-section as his arms quickly wrap around his body and clench like a snake, with his hands locked Sabur's snaps his hips like lighting and into the air the man goes around and down viciously to the mat with a sidewalk slam. In pain the mans rolls aside, and the whistle blower blares out again as victim #2 enters the ring, to be met by a big boot to the face. The massacre continues with flash, flare, and fury. A mans body crashes to the mat from a standing power bomb, and the final whistle blows.
Trainer:Well I'd say, you should be ready.
Sabur:Yeah, ya think so, I feel stronger and more explosive than ever, that new training program is definitely producing results.
Trainer:So whens your debut?
Sabur:Not sure waiting on the call. I can tell the time is growing close. I'm excited, and ready I hope the other APW superstars and prepared for what I've got. I'm freight train from hell and there ain't no stopping me, I have to go in and make some noise, stir things up.
Trainer:Whys that?
Sabur:Look...it's like this I'm the new guy, that just got signed to a lucrative contract. There's all kinds of buzz and hype flying around about me, a real attention getter you know. These guy's have been busting their asses off trying to make name for themselves and they have no respect for me or my skill. So I have go in there shake S@$t up a bit, and earn some respect.
Trainer:Well it's good to see you're not nervous!!
Sabur:Head first, thats how I dive, and I'm gonna walk right up and slap the bull on the ass to get it's attention.
The music picks up a bit as the camera fades out.
Kid Rock is faintly heard, as the training center is full of activity. Young athlete's from the surrounding local high schools are running drill's, in the back of the complex known as "The House of Pain" stands a newly erected wrestling ring. The fresh canvas glows with the color of orange, and the ring ropes are a brilliant white as well as the apron. In the center of the war zone stands Sabur. Mid-length white boots are strapped to his legs, clothed in an orange singlet with white stripes along the mans rib cage, a clover leaf with a hammer in it's center are on the bottom right of the young superstars singlet.
Lining the ringside are five men, while outside stands a man with a whistle. The man puts the whistle to his lips, and sounds an ear ringing tone. The first man steps through the ropes runs toward Sabur with both hands raised forming an axe handle, Sabur ducks his head and plunges his shoulder into the mans mid-section as his arms quickly wrap around his body and clench like a snake, with his hands locked Sabur's snaps his hips like lighting and into the air the man goes around and down viciously to the mat with a sidewalk slam. In pain the mans rolls aside, and the whistle blower blares out again as victim #2 enters the ring, to be met by a big boot to the face. The massacre continues with flash, flare, and fury. A mans body crashes to the mat from a standing power bomb, and the final whistle blows.
Trainer:Well I'd say, you should be ready.
Sabur:Yeah, ya think so, I feel stronger and more explosive than ever, that new training program is definitely producing results.
Trainer:So whens your debut?
Sabur:Not sure waiting on the call. I can tell the time is growing close. I'm excited, and ready I hope the other APW superstars and prepared for what I've got. I'm freight train from hell and there ain't no stopping me, I have to go in and make some noise, stir things up.
Trainer:Whys that?
Sabur:Look...it's like this I'm the new guy, that just got signed to a lucrative contract. There's all kinds of buzz and hype flying around about me, a real attention getter you know. These guy's have been busting their asses off trying to make name for themselves and they have no respect for me or my skill. So I have go in there shake S@$t up a bit, and earn some respect.
Trainer:Well it's good to see you're not nervous!!
Sabur:Head first, thats how I dive, and I'm gonna walk right up and slap the bull on the ass to get it's attention.
The music picks up a bit as the camera fades out.
