Post by Chris Casino on Jun 1, 2007 15:08:32 GMT -5
"Well...That was unexpected. I expected that I would walk out of that ladder match as one half of the tag team champions, but I assumed that Martyr would be wearing gold as well. Instead I'm saddled with some moron as my tag team partner. Which one is it again? Phoenix? Astros? Shit I dunno they both suck. At any rate I once again hold NAPW gold...But I'm not a happy man."
- Canada -
We open up on a locker room and find Chris Casino and his eye candy Monique getting ready for an indie show. While Casino still has some money left over from the whole Raul Havok fiasco he still feels the need to go out and smash as many corrupt dirty Canadians as he possibly can. Casino is lacing up his right boot while Monique watches on. The NAPW Tag Title is draped over her right shoulder.
Casino: So tell me again who is my partner?
Monique: Astros.
Casino: Oh yeah. Well it could have been worse, I could be a tag team champion with Crusher or Jon Tees.
Casino starts to lace up his other boot.
Casino: Did you see those two ladies bitchin' and moanin' about the outcome of the match? Hell I think they even broke up their little civil union. They should be happy. At least one of their sorry asses has some gold.
Monique: They said that they weren't going to dance like puppets at the next NAPW show.
Casino sits back in his chair and snickers.
Casino: Baby, they all say that. But you know what? I bet you anything that Mr. Astros is pleased as punch that he has some gold around his waist. He's no doubt intimidated that his partner is a living legend like myself. He can say what he wants but everyone knows that he's happier with me...As a champion, then he was with Phoenix....As a loser.
Monique: What about Martyr?
Casino: That's still my true partner. Malicious Intent is still intact. If Astros and Phoenix want to fart around at the next NAPW show then I say strip Astros of the belt and let me pick my new partner. Lord knows it would be ironic justice. If Astros is sooooooooo unhappy being a champion, if he's so pissy about teaming with a Ring Of Prestige inductee then he can hand me his title and I'll name Martyr as my new partner.
Monique: What about their...Plan?
They look at each other for a moment before laughing.
Casino: They think they can outsmart Chris Casino and Martyr?
Monique: And me.
Casino: And you. They'll do whatever the Hell we want them to. They'll dance alright. Me and Martyr have our own little scheme. I hope Astros enjoys his time as champion...because it's the only time he'll ever wear gold.
We quietly fade out on the devious duo.
- Canada -
We open up on a locker room and find Chris Casino and his eye candy Monique getting ready for an indie show. While Casino still has some money left over from the whole Raul Havok fiasco he still feels the need to go out and smash as many corrupt dirty Canadians as he possibly can. Casino is lacing up his right boot while Monique watches on. The NAPW Tag Title is draped over her right shoulder.
Casino: So tell me again who is my partner?
Monique: Astros.
Casino: Oh yeah. Well it could have been worse, I could be a tag team champion with Crusher or Jon Tees.
Casino starts to lace up his other boot.
Casino: Did you see those two ladies bitchin' and moanin' about the outcome of the match? Hell I think they even broke up their little civil union. They should be happy. At least one of their sorry asses has some gold.
Monique: They said that they weren't going to dance like puppets at the next NAPW show.
Casino sits back in his chair and snickers.
Casino: Baby, they all say that. But you know what? I bet you anything that Mr. Astros is pleased as punch that he has some gold around his waist. He's no doubt intimidated that his partner is a living legend like myself. He can say what he wants but everyone knows that he's happier with me...As a champion, then he was with Phoenix....As a loser.
Monique: What about Martyr?
Casino: That's still my true partner. Malicious Intent is still intact. If Astros and Phoenix want to fart around at the next NAPW show then I say strip Astros of the belt and let me pick my new partner. Lord knows it would be ironic justice. If Astros is sooooooooo unhappy being a champion, if he's so pissy about teaming with a Ring Of Prestige inductee then he can hand me his title and I'll name Martyr as my new partner.
Monique: What about their...Plan?
They look at each other for a moment before laughing.
Casino: They think they can outsmart Chris Casino and Martyr?
Monique: And me.
Casino: And you. They'll do whatever the Hell we want them to. They'll dance alright. Me and Martyr have our own little scheme. I hope Astros enjoys his time as champion...because it's the only time he'll ever wear gold.
We quietly fade out on the devious duo.