Post by Donovan Astros on May 13, 2007 22:50:01 GMT -5
Fade into a hotel room. Sitting in the office are facing the camera is Donovan Astros, wearing the usual. Next to him is a packed suitcase. Astros looks impatient.
ASTROS - For once, I'm going to keep things short and sweet, since I have a plane to catch and business this Tuesday to take care of.
ASTROS - Kurtis Boys, I've already said everything I need to say about you two. You just don't know when to shut up, and Jake Phoenix has promised me that what happened to your little tart Lyndsey will be the the tip of the iceberg for you hillbilly pieces of garbage.
Astros laughs to himself, shaking his head.
ASTROS - Mike Trey, now I see why they call you the Assman, cause it's real obvious to me that you like to talk out of your ass. Sports entertainment, wrestling, it's the same damn thing, and you don't even realize it. All you know how to do is curse and wallow in your little corner of hell down South in REBEL. You don't screw around with storylines, Assman? That's because you can't tell a story. You can't wrestle. All you can do is curse and moan and whine about being the little brother in NAPW's shadow. BOO-HOO. Learn to wrestle. Learn to make more than the 25 people you've bought off care about you. Learn to make a God damned impact and maybe you can cut it in NAPW.
Astros smirks.
ASTROS - But then again, probably not.
Another laugh.
ASTROS - And Murcielago, Carolinas Champion, let's get some things clear about Donovan Astros and Jake Phoenix. We're not rookies. We didn't just fall from the sky to bring greatness to NAPW, but bring it we have. We've both been all over the US and Canada for going on 10 years now, spending too damn much time busting our ass and watching smartasses like you try to make a name for themselves at our expense.
An audible sigh comes from Astros, who shakes his head again.
ASTROS - Come on, Murcielago, who are you trying to fool? Are you trying to fool the four of us in NAPW, or really, are you trying to talk yourself up? Trying to make yourself believe you belong in our ring? The truth is simple. REBEL... you don't belong now. You won't belong ever. You can't ever belong.
The video fades out, with one last stinger from Astros.
ASTROS - See ya Tuesday, kids.
ASTROS - For once, I'm going to keep things short and sweet, since I have a plane to catch and business this Tuesday to take care of.
ASTROS - Kurtis Boys, I've already said everything I need to say about you two. You just don't know when to shut up, and Jake Phoenix has promised me that what happened to your little tart Lyndsey will be the the tip of the iceberg for you hillbilly pieces of garbage.
Astros laughs to himself, shaking his head.
ASTROS - Mike Trey, now I see why they call you the Assman, cause it's real obvious to me that you like to talk out of your ass. Sports entertainment, wrestling, it's the same damn thing, and you don't even realize it. All you know how to do is curse and wallow in your little corner of hell down South in REBEL. You don't screw around with storylines, Assman? That's because you can't tell a story. You can't wrestle. All you can do is curse and moan and whine about being the little brother in NAPW's shadow. BOO-HOO. Learn to wrestle. Learn to make more than the 25 people you've bought off care about you. Learn to make a God damned impact and maybe you can cut it in NAPW.
Astros smirks.
ASTROS - But then again, probably not.
Another laugh.
ASTROS - And Murcielago, Carolinas Champion, let's get some things clear about Donovan Astros and Jake Phoenix. We're not rookies. We didn't just fall from the sky to bring greatness to NAPW, but bring it we have. We've both been all over the US and Canada for going on 10 years now, spending too damn much time busting our ass and watching smartasses like you try to make a name for themselves at our expense.
An audible sigh comes from Astros, who shakes his head again.
ASTROS - Come on, Murcielago, who are you trying to fool? Are you trying to fool the four of us in NAPW, or really, are you trying to talk yourself up? Trying to make yourself believe you belong in our ring? The truth is simple. REBEL... you don't belong now. You won't belong ever. You can't ever belong.
The video fades out, with one last stinger from Astros.
ASTROS - See ya Tuesday, kids.