Post by Ravager on Dec 18, 2005 16:20:15 GMT -5
Ravager's apartment. It's still pretty empty. He's replaced a few things, but for the most part he's waiting until later. There is one thing that seems out of place though. A moderately sized Christmas tree in the corner. It's well decorated, but nothing extravagant. There are a few presents under the tree. Ravager enters the room, and sits at the bottom of the tree.
I may not be the most festive of people, but for some reason this year, I just felt like buying a tree. Especially since it gave me something to put presents under. I know Rex Caliber has been out shopping, and it seemed only fair that I get something for my two opponents Monday Night.
Pulls out a gift. Opens it.
Technique. Here's a few things that I think will help you out.
Pulls out a gel pack.
Put this in the freezer. When it's cold enough, wrap it in a towel and put it wherever you're bruised. After Monday, this will be invaluable. But that's not all...
Pulls out some DVD's.
Okay, watch the matches on here. Listen to the promos. This is one way for you to get better in the ring. I got you Bret Hart, Jake Roberts, A.J Styles, Ric Flair, and Beyond the Mat. You want to be hardcore? Watch Beyond the Mat and tell me if you think you're ready. And one more thing...
Pulls out a towel.
And you'll need this to cry in after.
Now Minstrel. I didn't forget you.
Pulls out Present. Opens it up. Pulls out a bottle of pills.
Prozac. I think you know what to do with these.
Pulls out gauze and bandages.
Again. Obvious. You see Minstrel. You think I'm focusing too much on my anger. But as you can see, I have plans for both. Despite what people may think, I'm looking forward to this match. I look forward to facing an eager rookie, looking to make a name for himself, regardless of his lack of experience. And Minstrel. I owe you for what you've done to me. My home. You made things personal while totally avoiding getting close to me. And you think I'm scared of you? Just wait to Monday. I'll teach you fear.
Turns on his stereo. Silent Night plays.
This Monday. Technique. Minstrel. I'm going to make you both sleep in heavenly peace. The only problem? Will you boys be able to wake up after....
Ravager smirks as we fade out on him. The music still plays.
I may not be the most festive of people, but for some reason this year, I just felt like buying a tree. Especially since it gave me something to put presents under. I know Rex Caliber has been out shopping, and it seemed only fair that I get something for my two opponents Monday Night.
Pulls out a gift. Opens it.
Technique. Here's a few things that I think will help you out.
Pulls out a gel pack.
Put this in the freezer. When it's cold enough, wrap it in a towel and put it wherever you're bruised. After Monday, this will be invaluable. But that's not all...
Pulls out some DVD's.
Okay, watch the matches on here. Listen to the promos. This is one way for you to get better in the ring. I got you Bret Hart, Jake Roberts, A.J Styles, Ric Flair, and Beyond the Mat. You want to be hardcore? Watch Beyond the Mat and tell me if you think you're ready. And one more thing...
Pulls out a towel.
And you'll need this to cry in after.
Now Minstrel. I didn't forget you.
Pulls out Present. Opens it up. Pulls out a bottle of pills.
Prozac. I think you know what to do with these.
Pulls out gauze and bandages.
Again. Obvious. You see Minstrel. You think I'm focusing too much on my anger. But as you can see, I have plans for both. Despite what people may think, I'm looking forward to this match. I look forward to facing an eager rookie, looking to make a name for himself, regardless of his lack of experience. And Minstrel. I owe you for what you've done to me. My home. You made things personal while totally avoiding getting close to me. And you think I'm scared of you? Just wait to Monday. I'll teach you fear.
Turns on his stereo. Silent Night plays.
This Monday. Technique. Minstrel. I'm going to make you both sleep in heavenly peace. The only problem? Will you boys be able to wake up after....
Ravager smirks as we fade out on him. The music still plays.