Nightmare
Indie Wrestler
HELL HATH NO FURY
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Post by Nightmare on Dec 4, 2005 20:52:51 GMT -5
The Nightmare is training, once again, in the weight-training room...
<Nightmare> Technique...(sighs)...why do you pretend to be better than me? You have won only one match...And, as I recall, your "opponent" didn't even televise for it...So why don't you try your luck against someone who will?
The Nightmare stands up and paces the training room...
<Nightmare> As I recall, Technique, you didn't even touch me last week...You were dropped on your head after the first--oh I don't know--maybe four minutes? As far as I'm concerned, Technique...You are a b*tch...The Immortal's b*tch...(sighs)...I don't know why I'm about to bother with you...but maybe it will help you learn...
The Nightmare sits down at a bench and drinks a bottle of Powerade...
<Nightmare> I wish to challenge you to a No DQ match on Action!...maybe then you will prove yourself worthy of my prescence...
The Nightmare chugs the last of the bottle and lights fade to black as he crushes the bottle over his head...
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