Post by Nightmare on Jan 24, 2006 0:00:30 GMT -5
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[Apocalypse is smiling sickly in his straight jacket, and has somehow found his place, yet again, in yet another mental institution. we hear the voices of Blake and yet another doctor. Blake sounds rather peeved, the doctor is using the voice any other doctor would use on their patients, and Apocalypse' smile keeps on widening and widening]
Blake> (off camera) Look, you piece of (BLEEP), I want my client out of this wretched place once and for all! He will not stand for any more tests, nor will he chose to pass any of them! For God's SAKE, let him OUT!!
Doctor> Please, Mr. Larkinson, calm down. I understand that you want him to appear in NAPW rings, but, in his condition, it seems rather impossible.
[we hear the sounds of Blake growling and cursing under his breath as Apocalypse' smile widens ear-to-ear. Blake continues]
Blake> Listen, I want him out. He wants to make a challenge to Don Travelli for his title on Monday Night Fights! There is no time for all of your bull sh*t!
Doctor> Well, having said so, he has already made the challenge, hasn't he? There is a camera right over there.
[Pause. Apocalypse breaks into a laugh. he suddenly stops and speaks silently]
Apocalypse> Hear that, Travelli? I have no interest in where I stand in the rankings, I want you in that ring on Monday for that TV Title. And I assure you, it will be mine. It is only a matter of time until Judgement Day falls upon you.
[Blake's footsteps are heard and Apocalypse retains his smile. the camera seems to nudge a little]
[fade out]
[Apocalypse is smiling sickly in his straight jacket, and has somehow found his place, yet again, in yet another mental institution. we hear the voices of Blake and yet another doctor. Blake sounds rather peeved, the doctor is using the voice any other doctor would use on their patients, and Apocalypse' smile keeps on widening and widening]
Blake> (off camera) Look, you piece of (BLEEP), I want my client out of this wretched place once and for all! He will not stand for any more tests, nor will he chose to pass any of them! For God's SAKE, let him OUT!!
Doctor> Please, Mr. Larkinson, calm down. I understand that you want him to appear in NAPW rings, but, in his condition, it seems rather impossible.
[we hear the sounds of Blake growling and cursing under his breath as Apocalypse' smile widens ear-to-ear. Blake continues]
Blake> Listen, I want him out. He wants to make a challenge to Don Travelli for his title on Monday Night Fights! There is no time for all of your bull sh*t!
Doctor> Well, having said so, he has already made the challenge, hasn't he? There is a camera right over there.
[Pause. Apocalypse breaks into a laugh. he suddenly stops and speaks silently]
Apocalypse> Hear that, Travelli? I have no interest in where I stand in the rankings, I want you in that ring on Monday for that TV Title. And I assure you, it will be mine. It is only a matter of time until Judgement Day falls upon you.
[Blake's footsteps are heard and Apocalypse retains his smile. the camera seems to nudge a little]
[fade out]