Post by Lobo on Nov 24, 2005 18:52:49 GMT -5
Josh Reynolds is standing in front of a gigantic glass wall with the letters NAPW on it. Josh is listening to his head-set getting some new news. A shadow runs towards the glass wall. A woman screams to Josh, "Watch OUT!!" Josh quickly moves out of the way as Lobo smashes through the glass wall.
Lobo: Where is HE! That S.O.B. stole my match! I'll find him! You hear me Ravager I'll find you!!
Josh (semi-raised voice) : What the Hell!? You could have killed me!
Lobo (calming down): If I wanted to kill you I would have Josh!
Awkward silence
Josh: Sooo...Watcha Doing?
Lobo (grabs Josh by the scruff of his shirt and lifts him up) :What the hell do you think? I'm looking for Ravager!
Josh: Any Luck? (awkwardly smiling)
Lobo: No, Josh, not yet. But when I do find him, I don't think I'll wait for Black Thursday to break his f*cking neck!
Lobo drops Josh.
Lobo (talking to himself while Josh is brushing himself off in the background): Maybe that's what I will do, I've been cheated out of so many matches It's time I do some cheating of my own. But I'll have to find myself a trainer who knows the tricks of the trade...Josh!
Josh jumps in confusion then points to himself.
Josh: Me? Bu-but I d-don't know anything about wr-wrestling. I just interview.
Lobo: No! I just wanted to know if you knew Ric Flair's number.
Josh: Ric Flair??
Lobo: No, Fine. I'll just call up my old friend...oh I forgot his name. Oh Well! When I get home I'll dial up his number and by Thursday, I'll be the strongest, smartest, quickest AND dirtiest player in the game. OH and Josh YOU find Ravager and you tell him, I'll be waiting for him...
Fades to black while Lobo leaves for the parking lot...
Lobo: Where is HE! That S.O.B. stole my match! I'll find him! You hear me Ravager I'll find you!!
Josh (semi-raised voice) : What the Hell!? You could have killed me!
Lobo (calming down): If I wanted to kill you I would have Josh!
Awkward silence
Josh: Sooo...Watcha Doing?
Lobo (grabs Josh by the scruff of his shirt and lifts him up) :What the hell do you think? I'm looking for Ravager!
Josh: Any Luck? (awkwardly smiling)
Lobo: No, Josh, not yet. But when I do find him, I don't think I'll wait for Black Thursday to break his f*cking neck!
Lobo drops Josh.
Lobo (talking to himself while Josh is brushing himself off in the background): Maybe that's what I will do, I've been cheated out of so many matches It's time I do some cheating of my own. But I'll have to find myself a trainer who knows the tricks of the trade...Josh!
Josh jumps in confusion then points to himself.
Josh: Me? Bu-but I d-don't know anything about wr-wrestling. I just interview.
Lobo: No! I just wanted to know if you knew Ric Flair's number.
Josh: Ric Flair??
Lobo: No, Fine. I'll just call up my old friend...oh I forgot his name. Oh Well! When I get home I'll dial up his number and by Thursday, I'll be the strongest, smartest, quickest AND dirtiest player in the game. OH and Josh YOU find Ravager and you tell him, I'll be waiting for him...
Fades to black while Lobo leaves for the parking lot...