Post by hardyz on Jan 21, 2007 21:21:26 GMT -5
Horror: There is a place. A place of my own. A place I go to think. About what I do not know. I have been there a lot lately. It is a way away. It is hidden off a series of roads. But that does not matter. The place I go is a place that I do not think that anyone knows about. It is an old training place. When you go in it is dinky. The punching bags are run down, the ropes on the ring are rotting, all of the jump ropes, cut. It is dark. One reason is the electricity is off. Another is the crappy shutters are closed. The floor boards are coming up and are rotting away also. Crappy huh? Well look for your self.
Horror shows everyone the gym.
Horror: Now there is a story to this gym. This is where I wrestled my first match. This is where I won my first match. This is where I met my wife. And this is the last time I saw Xana before she died. And now I am back. Why you may ask? Well it is because I am preparing for my first match as a normal wrestler here at WFWF. An FDS wrestler.
Horror goes to a punching bag and punches the crap outta it.
Horror:Now. I know a little about each one my opponents. I know more about Kessen than anyone. I faced him last week. Now he won, but it was out of pure luck. Now Pink and Josh are good, but I am better. It is my time. My turn to get my hand raised. My time to win a match. I have worked hard to get to this point here.I have been told I suck. I have been shot, I've been beat, I have been tossed into the street. I have been told that I need to quit wasting my life on an empty career. I have shed blood, sweat, and tears in that RING RIGHT THERE!! I AM NOT GOING TO QUIT.
Horror goes to the rapid bag and when he is done, he goes to another door and opens it. He goes in. Then comes out with a beer.
Horror:Ya, got my own stash. Anyway, Josh, Phoenix's have been known to rise from the ashes, you will not. Joe, watch your back because I will break in. "Pink" Floyd, You will be as good as dead like the band. You see, I will stop at nothing to get what I want. And what I want is a victory.
Horror finishes his beer, and.......WHAM!!! He cracks the bottle off of his head. He is bleeding profusely.
Horror: So I have said my piece. Now love me, hate me, you know I am the best and I will prove it in my match.
As screen fades, you hear Horror attacking the bag again and laughing like a mad posessed man.
O.O.C:Now, I know it is not very good, but it was the best I could do for now. I will have a better one up tomorrow. But for now, please tell me what you think about it.
Horror shows everyone the gym.
Horror: Now there is a story to this gym. This is where I wrestled my first match. This is where I won my first match. This is where I met my wife. And this is the last time I saw Xana before she died. And now I am back. Why you may ask? Well it is because I am preparing for my first match as a normal wrestler here at WFWF. An FDS wrestler.
Horror goes to a punching bag and punches the crap outta it.
Horror:Now. I know a little about each one my opponents. I know more about Kessen than anyone. I faced him last week. Now he won, but it was out of pure luck. Now Pink and Josh are good, but I am better. It is my time. My turn to get my hand raised. My time to win a match. I have worked hard to get to this point here.I have been told I suck. I have been shot, I've been beat, I have been tossed into the street. I have been told that I need to quit wasting my life on an empty career. I have shed blood, sweat, and tears in that RING RIGHT THERE!! I AM NOT GOING TO QUIT.
Horror goes to the rapid bag and when he is done, he goes to another door and opens it. He goes in. Then comes out with a beer.
Horror:Ya, got my own stash. Anyway, Josh, Phoenix's have been known to rise from the ashes, you will not. Joe, watch your back because I will break in. "Pink" Floyd, You will be as good as dead like the band. You see, I will stop at nothing to get what I want. And what I want is a victory.
Horror finishes his beer, and.......WHAM!!! He cracks the bottle off of his head. He is bleeding profusely.
Horror: So I have said my piece. Now love me, hate me, you know I am the best and I will prove it in my match.
As screen fades, you hear Horror attacking the bag again and laughing like a mad posessed man.
O.O.C:Now, I know it is not very good, but it was the best I could do for now. I will have a better one up tomorrow. But for now, please tell me what you think about it.
