Post by predator on Jan 11, 2006 22:21:28 GMT -5
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---The creature slowly walks toward us with a bladed arm outstretched. We all quiver with fear, and wonder what we did wrong. The creature lifts a bladed arm and lunges at us. In one swipe all of us except me are dead. Their heads lay on the floor in a pool of a mixture of all their blood. The creature growls, and swipes at me---
---I wake up back in the coliseum watching a stare-down between the world's strongest man, and the creature. The man laughs and the creature tilts his head as though he has no idea what is so funny.
"You have no idea who I am, do you?" he laughs, "I have faced the best, and lived to tell the tale! I am the best!"
The man laughs, and before long, the creature joins in. His booming laughter causes the man to stop dead in his tracks.
"What?" the creature speaks for the first time, coldly, "Not funny any more?"
Then he begins to growl again, and stabs the man through his chest. A puddle of blood is forming at his feet, and once again, I am glad. In one swift motion, the creature removes the blade, and walks away as the corpse of the world's strongest man collapses---
---NAPW locker room. ThePredator is getting ready for his match against Lobo. He wraps wrist tape around his right wrist and forearm, and pulls a thick brown glove over his now scarred left arm. His bare face focused on his match, and his yellow eyes burning holes through our souls. Not the soles of our feet, Chris Casino, you know better.
"Lobo, it is funny how you attempt to scare me." he says, laughing, "you say you have survived against the best. You say you have been #1 contender for two titles, and proclaim that you are the best in the business. How do you say things like that without making a fool of yourself? Do you have a title now? No. You don't. So, shut up."
He walks over to his own locker and pulls out his mask. Putting it on very carefully he holds his breath. After it is on, he releases the entire amount of air in his lungs and refills them, as though his mask delivered an entirely new air supply.
"As for Brandon, Lobo, let's just say it will be bonus to smash the likes of Brandon's man-whores. You have heard it before, Lobo, and it damn well might be the last time you hear it---
---The Hunt Has Begun---
[fade out]
---The creature slowly walks toward us with a bladed arm outstretched. We all quiver with fear, and wonder what we did wrong. The creature lifts a bladed arm and lunges at us. In one swipe all of us except me are dead. Their heads lay on the floor in a pool of a mixture of all their blood. The creature growls, and swipes at me---
---I wake up back in the coliseum watching a stare-down between the world's strongest man, and the creature. The man laughs and the creature tilts his head as though he has no idea what is so funny.
"You have no idea who I am, do you?" he laughs, "I have faced the best, and lived to tell the tale! I am the best!"
The man laughs, and before long, the creature joins in. His booming laughter causes the man to stop dead in his tracks.
"What?" the creature speaks for the first time, coldly, "Not funny any more?"
Then he begins to growl again, and stabs the man through his chest. A puddle of blood is forming at his feet, and once again, I am glad. In one swift motion, the creature removes the blade, and walks away as the corpse of the world's strongest man collapses---
---NAPW locker room. ThePredator is getting ready for his match against Lobo. He wraps wrist tape around his right wrist and forearm, and pulls a thick brown glove over his now scarred left arm. His bare face focused on his match, and his yellow eyes burning holes through our souls. Not the soles of our feet, Chris Casino, you know better.
"Lobo, it is funny how you attempt to scare me." he says, laughing, "you say you have survived against the best. You say you have been #1 contender for two titles, and proclaim that you are the best in the business. How do you say things like that without making a fool of yourself? Do you have a title now? No. You don't. So, shut up."
He walks over to his own locker and pulls out his mask. Putting it on very carefully he holds his breath. After it is on, he releases the entire amount of air in his lungs and refills them, as though his mask delivered an entirely new air supply.
"As for Brandon, Lobo, let's just say it will be bonus to smash the likes of Brandon's man-whores. You have heard it before, Lobo, and it damn well might be the last time you hear it---
---The Hunt Has Begun---
[fade out]