Post by Ravager on Jan 11, 2006 13:23:42 GMT -5
Ravager. At home. He finally has some new furniture. And a TV. He's watching NAPW. The end of D!'s promo.
So much hostility D!. I thought your three weeks off would have given you some time to settle down. I mean, you have a right to be angry, but I thought the rest would have calmed you. Me? I haven't had time to rest. I've been busy wrestling. And you want to toss Kleenex at me? Well, let me ask you something.
Why is it that every time you get so much as a paper cut, you try and disappear for a few weeks? I get screwed out of my title twice. And I'm back the next show. I work my ass off every night to be a top competitor, and who gets the first shot at Chris Casino? The Predator. The man who got rid of Mirage. A solid week after I destroyed him and his minions. Yet nobody seems to mention that. Casino looks at me as your running buddy, but we never really have a civil word for each other, do we? You try and keep your distance from me, you make your snide little comments. And yet I've never said anything about you. Until now.
You see D! You and Casino can talk all you want about how I'm not a worthy contender. Yeah, I've lost two matches to the Provincial champ. But look at my complete record, and I have nothing to be ashamed about. And I have no reason to be ignored. So, keep running me down. As long as you're talking about me, that means you're concerned about me. If you're concerned, that means I'm doing something right.
Joker's Wild. You two have fun in that cage. Once the victor emerges, he'll have to deal with me.
Ravager smirks, then goes back to watching TV. Fade to Black.
So much hostility D!. I thought your three weeks off would have given you some time to settle down. I mean, you have a right to be angry, but I thought the rest would have calmed you. Me? I haven't had time to rest. I've been busy wrestling. And you want to toss Kleenex at me? Well, let me ask you something.
Why is it that every time you get so much as a paper cut, you try and disappear for a few weeks? I get screwed out of my title twice. And I'm back the next show. I work my ass off every night to be a top competitor, and who gets the first shot at Chris Casino? The Predator. The man who got rid of Mirage. A solid week after I destroyed him and his minions. Yet nobody seems to mention that. Casino looks at me as your running buddy, but we never really have a civil word for each other, do we? You try and keep your distance from me, you make your snide little comments. And yet I've never said anything about you. Until now.
You see D! You and Casino can talk all you want about how I'm not a worthy contender. Yeah, I've lost two matches to the Provincial champ. But look at my complete record, and I have nothing to be ashamed about. And I have no reason to be ignored. So, keep running me down. As long as you're talking about me, that means you're concerned about me. If you're concerned, that means I'm doing something right.
Joker's Wild. You two have fun in that cage. Once the victor emerges, he'll have to deal with me.
Ravager smirks, then goes back to watching TV. Fade to Black.