Post by North T. Gunderson on Nov 26, 2005 21:37:39 GMT -5
(Fade Up. Tempest & Thunder enter a large bar. They approach a group of 3 girls)
Thunder: Ladies. How are you? Let me introduce myself, you can call me Thunder, and my quiet friend here is Tempest. We’re looking for a good time, interested?
Girl 1: Uhm no.
Girl 2: Creep
Girl 3: Beat it before our boyfriends beat you.
Thunder: I think they sound like they’re interested. Don’t you?
(Tempest just smiles)
BF 1: Hey, leave our girls alone!
Thunder: Why would we do that?
BF 2: Because if you don’t we’ll kick you heads in!
Thunder: I think it’s time for that good time. Get ’em Tempest.
(Fade out as Tempest gives the first Boy Friend a Big Boot.)
(Fade up, bodies everywhere. Most of them through tables.)
Thunder: Lets see. You’ll do. (Pulls up a bloodied up man, pulls an NAPW shirt over his head) You sir, are going to represent the entire NAPW. We beat you, just like we are going to beat every one in the league. First we WILL win the Black Thursday Battle Royal. Then I WILL win the TV title, and then let the whole league be on notice! No one will be safe. From the tag straps, to the Heavyweight title, The Storm will blow through the entire NAPW. But wait, something is missing here. Of course! (Thunder puts a D! cap on his victim.) Perfect.
(Thunder kicks the man in head. Camera zooms on the cap covering the bloodied head. Fade out.)
Thunder: Ladies. How are you? Let me introduce myself, you can call me Thunder, and my quiet friend here is Tempest. We’re looking for a good time, interested?
Girl 1: Uhm no.
Girl 2: Creep
Girl 3: Beat it before our boyfriends beat you.
Thunder: I think they sound like they’re interested. Don’t you?
(Tempest just smiles)
BF 1: Hey, leave our girls alone!
Thunder: Why would we do that?
BF 2: Because if you don’t we’ll kick you heads in!
Thunder: I think it’s time for that good time. Get ’em Tempest.
(Fade out as Tempest gives the first Boy Friend a Big Boot.)
(Fade up, bodies everywhere. Most of them through tables.)
Thunder: Lets see. You’ll do. (Pulls up a bloodied up man, pulls an NAPW shirt over his head) You sir, are going to represent the entire NAPW. We beat you, just like we are going to beat every one in the league. First we WILL win the Black Thursday Battle Royal. Then I WILL win the TV title, and then let the whole league be on notice! No one will be safe. From the tag straps, to the Heavyweight title, The Storm will blow through the entire NAPW. But wait, something is missing here. Of course! (Thunder puts a D! cap on his victim.) Perfect.
(Thunder kicks the man in head. Camera zooms on the cap covering the bloodied head. Fade out.)