Post by The Assman on Apr 25, 2007 16:05:40 GMT -5
Open the scene as The Assman is sat in a large living room, in a large armchair, sipping tea. Beautifully British. He turns to the camera and smiles. He is wearing black trousers and a dinner jacket, but a black t-shirt underneath. The letters "STAST" can be made out under the jacket.
Assman: Dr. Tittylover. As far as I'm concerned, this is purely a grudge match. You left the tag match. I'm all for some loving, but when the time is right. In the middle of a match isn't right. I respect you, I think we'd make a good team, and I think after this is over... me and you could become REBEL Tag champions, like we rightly should be already.
He stands up and places the cup on the armchair's arm. the dinner jacket opens with the motion. The full t-shirt can be seen. It says in huge white letters: ASSTASTIC! With a large thumbs up and a wink on the face of the photo of The Assman on the shirt. Rebel are really going all out on The Assman's t-shirt collection.
The background fades to black, leaving only The Assman. He begins to take off his dinner jacket as he carries on talking.
Assman: So here's the deal, Titty. You may be a fine wrestler. I am a fine wrestler. Together we are greater than the sum of our parts. We work as a unit, brilliantly. But Tuesday... we aren't a unit. We go 1v1. We'll have to see how it turns out. We're each fighting for something different.
He then grabs the trousers from the front, and rips them off, to reveal his trademark shorts and boots. The background then fades in, showing a gym and a wrestling ring behind Assman.
Assman: This Tuesday, the sum of our parts will be put to the test. We aren't a team, we are ourselves. Its a test of skill, of partnership, but mostly, of trust. I trust you to give us a fair, clean match, and I trust you for the same reasons in a tag team match. You lost some of my trust with that match, and Tuesday is a chance to earn it back. So while we may be fighting against each other, we will be fighting FOR each other. The better wrestler will win, but that won't matter when we team up, because it isn't the single wrestler. It's the team. And we are a team.
The background fades to black, then fades back in to a REBEL-Pro Promotional event at a local bookstore. Tables out with some REBEL wrestlers, promoting DVDs and such. A swarm of fans quickly appear at The Assman's side. He smiles, and starts signing autographs and such.
Assman: So, Titty, may the best man win. And hopefully after this Tuesday, Team T'N'A can start to reign supreme.
Assman grabs his shirt, and tears it off, revealing another underneath it. The Assman and Tittylover on a shirt, with "TITS N ASS, BABY!" written on it. The fans go crazy.
Assman: Everyone else including the Celtic Assassins... Watch out. Because after this Tuesday, Tits and Ass are back, baby!
Assman: Dr. Tittylover. As far as I'm concerned, this is purely a grudge match. You left the tag match. I'm all for some loving, but when the time is right. In the middle of a match isn't right. I respect you, I think we'd make a good team, and I think after this is over... me and you could become REBEL Tag champions, like we rightly should be already.
He stands up and places the cup on the armchair's arm. the dinner jacket opens with the motion. The full t-shirt can be seen. It says in huge white letters: ASSTASTIC! With a large thumbs up and a wink on the face of the photo of The Assman on the shirt. Rebel are really going all out on The Assman's t-shirt collection.
The background fades to black, leaving only The Assman. He begins to take off his dinner jacket as he carries on talking.
Assman: So here's the deal, Titty. You may be a fine wrestler. I am a fine wrestler. Together we are greater than the sum of our parts. We work as a unit, brilliantly. But Tuesday... we aren't a unit. We go 1v1. We'll have to see how it turns out. We're each fighting for something different.
He then grabs the trousers from the front, and rips them off, to reveal his trademark shorts and boots. The background then fades in, showing a gym and a wrestling ring behind Assman.
Assman: This Tuesday, the sum of our parts will be put to the test. We aren't a team, we are ourselves. Its a test of skill, of partnership, but mostly, of trust. I trust you to give us a fair, clean match, and I trust you for the same reasons in a tag team match. You lost some of my trust with that match, and Tuesday is a chance to earn it back. So while we may be fighting against each other, we will be fighting FOR each other. The better wrestler will win, but that won't matter when we team up, because it isn't the single wrestler. It's the team. And we are a team.
The background fades to black, then fades back in to a REBEL-Pro Promotional event at a local bookstore. Tables out with some REBEL wrestlers, promoting DVDs and such. A swarm of fans quickly appear at The Assman's side. He smiles, and starts signing autographs and such.
Assman: So, Titty, may the best man win. And hopefully after this Tuesday, Team T'N'A can start to reign supreme.
Assman grabs his shirt, and tears it off, revealing another underneath it. The Assman and Tittylover on a shirt, with "TITS N ASS, BABY!" written on it. The fans go crazy.
Assman: Everyone else including the Celtic Assassins... Watch out. Because after this Tuesday, Tits and Ass are back, baby!