Post by "Perfection" Evan Cartwright on Jan 24, 2006 5:23:35 GMT -5
-=Post Jokers Wild, locker room=-
[The Rat Pack's luxurious locker room is an absolute sight to see, considering Chris Casino has already demolished the place until properly satisfied and contented. Casino is long gone, as are DX and Brandon, and the lights are already dim and ready to shut off.
Amid this noir-esque lighting sits Evan Cartwright, alone with his own thoughts--stuck in his own head. He drinks from a bottle of Johnnie Walker Black and is dressed casual in jeans and a wife beater tank top.]
Evan: The better man tonight won, and I have no problem admitting that. Maniac fought like a man possesed and showed me that he is a prime time player, while I came up short. It sucks, but such is life, and it is not the end of the world. I gave it my all and showed that I am ready to take my place among the prestigious of NAPW. I feel the time is right for me to challenege for the NAPW Provincial Title.
Predator is currently the #1 contender... how fitting.
[Evan takes a long swig of his bottle and chases it with a can of coke. He is obviously a bit intoxicated, but his inebriation does not detract from his seriousness of tone. He grabs the rest of his gear and stuffs it into his gym bag before shutting his locker and making his way to the exit.]
Evan: Predator, the #1 contender to the title I covet, I challenge you to a matcb at the next Monday Night Fights. I feel I am your better and I will take your spot in the Provincial title hunt. Be ready for a new hunt and bring that self-destruct mechanism of yours... you will be needing it once I show you how ready I am to take your place in the rankings. I am ready to move on and show NAPW that Evan Cartwright is not just an up-and-coming blue chipper... he is a man worthy of holding gold and setting a precedent for future champions.
[Evan takes one final swig before smashing the bottle against the wall and watches the dregs of the whisky fall against the wall, as if they were omens of the future.]
Evan: DX have proven their dominance of the tag division, and soon enough, I will help to make sure Chris Casino becomes a two time NAPW Heavyweight Champion. After that is complete and set in stone, I will then make my move to be the next NAPW Provincial Champion. My mind is made up, and I will make it so. Thus ends the plague of fire.
[Evan gathers his bag and takes his leave as we fade to a commercial for Ryan's House of Chicken and Waffles.]
[The Rat Pack's luxurious locker room is an absolute sight to see, considering Chris Casino has already demolished the place until properly satisfied and contented. Casino is long gone, as are DX and Brandon, and the lights are already dim and ready to shut off.
Amid this noir-esque lighting sits Evan Cartwright, alone with his own thoughts--stuck in his own head. He drinks from a bottle of Johnnie Walker Black and is dressed casual in jeans and a wife beater tank top.]
Evan: The better man tonight won, and I have no problem admitting that. Maniac fought like a man possesed and showed me that he is a prime time player, while I came up short. It sucks, but such is life, and it is not the end of the world. I gave it my all and showed that I am ready to take my place among the prestigious of NAPW. I feel the time is right for me to challenege for the NAPW Provincial Title.
Predator is currently the #1 contender... how fitting.
[Evan takes a long swig of his bottle and chases it with a can of coke. He is obviously a bit intoxicated, but his inebriation does not detract from his seriousness of tone. He grabs the rest of his gear and stuffs it into his gym bag before shutting his locker and making his way to the exit.]
Evan: Predator, the #1 contender to the title I covet, I challenge you to a matcb at the next Monday Night Fights. I feel I am your better and I will take your spot in the Provincial title hunt. Be ready for a new hunt and bring that self-destruct mechanism of yours... you will be needing it once I show you how ready I am to take your place in the rankings. I am ready to move on and show NAPW that Evan Cartwright is not just an up-and-coming blue chipper... he is a man worthy of holding gold and setting a precedent for future champions.
[Evan takes one final swig before smashing the bottle against the wall and watches the dregs of the whisky fall against the wall, as if they were omens of the future.]
Evan: DX have proven their dominance of the tag division, and soon enough, I will help to make sure Chris Casino becomes a two time NAPW Heavyweight Champion. After that is complete and set in stone, I will then make my move to be the next NAPW Provincial Champion. My mind is made up, and I will make it so. Thus ends the plague of fire.
[Evan gathers his bag and takes his leave as we fade to a commercial for Ryan's House of Chicken and Waffles.]