Post by The Assman on Apr 4, 2007 19:24:16 GMT -5
In the gym, Assman is lifting some weights, as a group of fans come over, asking for autographs and photos. However, one thing they give him isn't a photo to sign, its a package. He opens it and finds a tape, and excuses himself from the fans.
Now sat in his car, he plays the tape. He recognises the voice... Modo WHOA! After hearing the final sentence, he smiles, and looks around for a recording device, the closest he can find being the record button on his MP3 player.
Assman: Modo, Modo, Modo... C'mon. Like you said, words are nothing. Calling me REBEL to the bone.. I am. I'm what REBEL is about. The fans realise that, and I'm glad you do, too. And Modo, yeah, wrestling has floors in its tower. But the elevator? That's operated by the fans. And with them on my side, I can go as high as I want.
Assman: Now, Modo, You haven't wrestled in REBEL yet. Let me tell you, REBEL is different than anything else. No count-outs, no DQ's. It's just pure technique and skill. And the fans. And I've got all three. Bare knuckle unlicensed boxing gives you agility, it gives you skill, and it makes you hit hard and fast. So look out, Modo, because I'm coming for you, and the others, in the ring. Hard, and fast.
Assman: You'll all get a copy of this tape. And trust me, you better start working out. I came to REBEL to prove to you all, and the fans, that we Brits are worth fighting. We perform every time. The fans know it, now I'm making sure you all know it. This upcoming event, you WILL know what REBEL is all about. You WILL know what Britain is all about. You WILL know what The Assman is all about. And you WILL know what the FANS are all about.
He drops the MP3 player on the passengers seat, and pulls out of the car park, driving away as we fade to black.
We come again as we see The Assman's car driving down a street with hookers walking it. He stops at one fine looking blond woman, with a particularly nice back end, and we see her get into the car.
Assman: So, here we are guys. I said I'd let you film me one evening... this is... err...
Woman (in italian accent): Maria
Assman: Yeah, Maria. Anyway, me and Maria are going to... go for a meal... We'll both have a feast. A little nibble in each others company, maybe. So Maria, tell me about yourse-
Fades to black, then we open up again later the next morning, a clock on the wall in the background shows 5am. We are in an old school gym, with Assman punching a punch bag, bare knuckled, he's built up a sweat, having done it for a few hours now.
Assman: Every day, 3:30 in the am, 3 hours of working out. Last night was fun, but theres a time for ass, and a time for work. And now it's work. Every day training, twice. Every morning. You guys watch out. In that ring I'm at my peak. I'm quick, I'm agile, and I pack a hard right hand.
Now an hour or so later, outside the gym, Assman is around his fans.
Assman: But at the end of it all, the fans are what I do it for. I don't go into that ring at my best just to beat you guys up. I do it to put on a show. No one wants to see a bunch of out of shape guys with no idea wrestling for their money. They want the peak of a man. They want me.
Now sat in his car, he plays the tape. He recognises the voice... Modo WHOA! After hearing the final sentence, he smiles, and looks around for a recording device, the closest he can find being the record button on his MP3 player.
Assman: Modo, Modo, Modo... C'mon. Like you said, words are nothing. Calling me REBEL to the bone.. I am. I'm what REBEL is about. The fans realise that, and I'm glad you do, too. And Modo, yeah, wrestling has floors in its tower. But the elevator? That's operated by the fans. And with them on my side, I can go as high as I want.
Assman: Now, Modo, You haven't wrestled in REBEL yet. Let me tell you, REBEL is different than anything else. No count-outs, no DQ's. It's just pure technique and skill. And the fans. And I've got all three. Bare knuckle unlicensed boxing gives you agility, it gives you skill, and it makes you hit hard and fast. So look out, Modo, because I'm coming for you, and the others, in the ring. Hard, and fast.
Assman: You'll all get a copy of this tape. And trust me, you better start working out. I came to REBEL to prove to you all, and the fans, that we Brits are worth fighting. We perform every time. The fans know it, now I'm making sure you all know it. This upcoming event, you WILL know what REBEL is all about. You WILL know what Britain is all about. You WILL know what The Assman is all about. And you WILL know what the FANS are all about.
He drops the MP3 player on the passengers seat, and pulls out of the car park, driving away as we fade to black.
We come again as we see The Assman's car driving down a street with hookers walking it. He stops at one fine looking blond woman, with a particularly nice back end, and we see her get into the car.
Assman: So, here we are guys. I said I'd let you film me one evening... this is... err...
Woman (in italian accent): Maria
Assman: Yeah, Maria. Anyway, me and Maria are going to... go for a meal... We'll both have a feast. A little nibble in each others company, maybe. So Maria, tell me about yourse-
Fades to black, then we open up again later the next morning, a clock on the wall in the background shows 5am. We are in an old school gym, with Assman punching a punch bag, bare knuckled, he's built up a sweat, having done it for a few hours now.
Assman: Every day, 3:30 in the am, 3 hours of working out. Last night was fun, but theres a time for ass, and a time for work. And now it's work. Every day training, twice. Every morning. You guys watch out. In that ring I'm at my peak. I'm quick, I'm agile, and I pack a hard right hand.
Now an hour or so later, outside the gym, Assman is around his fans.
Assman: But at the end of it all, the fans are what I do it for. I don't go into that ring at my best just to beat you guys up. I do it to put on a show. No one wants to see a bunch of out of shape guys with no idea wrestling for their money. They want the peak of a man. They want me.