Post by "Superstar" Deathrow on Jan 31, 2006 8:56:38 GMT -5
"So now it's time..."
Tommy Deathrow spoke while staring at the 'NAPW' sign outside the arena which was shining with neon lights. It was only a matter of hours away and the crowds were beginning to gather. The Demented one was fading in with the shadows, sat upon an old crate. He wore a pair of black and hot pink Zubaz and a black NAPW t-shirt as well a leather trench coat. The leather hung over his boots, were he was sat and he looked up with a ciggaret in his mouth and began to speak.
Tommy Deathrow: " Thursday, I'll go in there and do what is neccessary to do. Tomarrow I'll walk in, representing the NAPW for the kids and the Doomriders. It's time ladies and gentlemen but now I'd like to talk about an event that will happen in Forty Eight hours... Dynamite I tell ya. Doomriders Sick Billy Kryenik and I Sir Thomas Deathrow versus Celtic Assassins for the hell of it. The way Celtic Assassins speaks about the Doomriders, they must think were some rookies, some losers and it's going to be like stealing candy to take away the pride the Doomriders have. Celtic Assassins have got it all wrong. See, the way they speak about us it would seem like they must have amnesia since the past few weeks we’ve kicked the asses of enough people in the squared circle and it's kind of getting stupid. "
Deathrow does not change his facial expression nore move his face. He sat stationary and then continued.
Tommy Deathrow: " You've heard negative things Celtic Assassins,right? There's a reason for that, son. You're just not up to standard. You're not rolling with the standards of wrestling required to hit the big-time here in the New Alberta Pro Wrestling. Week after week, you’ll nothing but a disappointment and I don't understand why Someone doesn't send your asses down the Training camps. Winning this match might be important to you, and I respect that but at the end of the day... Defending this Doomrider Pride is my priority over making you a little better in the critic's eyes, so here's the plan. You bring yourselves and put up a fight and I completely destroy every effort you attempt to bring to the ring, okay? I know, I know it sounds kind of harsh but I've had it up to here over the past, with having people doubting Billy and I when we have been on outstanding form so I'm going to be abrupt. You put up a fight, then I'll break your necks Celtic Assassins. Doomrider style You get anywhere near touching my DVD’s and I'll cut off your hands. Man I can’t wait to watch Animal Planet when I get home. There is one thing for sure, at the end of Thursday I and Billy will be walking out and you won't. I will have the self dignity,Pride, Your blow up sheep and Chynas book and you won't. I promise this. I will show the NAPW that it's Doomrider time and not suprisingly, you won't kiddies."
Deathrows face is slightly shadowed and then illuminated as cars drive past. He sits looking ahead at the arena.
" It's been a hell of a long week Celtic Assassins and having to listen to your fairytales about too little boys rising the challenge, makes me sick. You make me sick. I'm in a foul mood and I'm not going to sit here and be insulted by your sh!t. Quit being so positive about everything and realize this. You're out of place. You're just not worthy and you will not be walking away with my heart. Have your crack-whore mummy read you little stories about you succeeding and your third-rate womanizing alcoholic daddy tell you, you'll do well like they have done all your life... It will make no difference. You're going to be the slaughter this week, and for chirst sakes I like a bit of victory with my lamb. O‘Brady I‘m going to eat your lucky charms and Theos I‘m going to Bitch slap your nessie cause the Doomriders are going to murder you Celtic (BLEEP)s. So much for your headlock challenge because its on now."
He rises to his feet and brushs his short brown hair backwards as if it was long and being styled
" Celtic Assassins, I'll see you in there..."
He points to the arena. But his attention is quickly drawn to a cat running threw the ally
" And I'll see you on Thursday. There will be know four leaf clovers... Just heart-break and defeat. Get used to the idea, as it will be the story of your short lived careers."
Tommy Deathrow spoke while staring at the 'NAPW' sign outside the arena which was shining with neon lights. It was only a matter of hours away and the crowds were beginning to gather. The Demented one was fading in with the shadows, sat upon an old crate. He wore a pair of black and hot pink Zubaz and a black NAPW t-shirt as well a leather trench coat. The leather hung over his boots, were he was sat and he looked up with a ciggaret in his mouth and began to speak.
Tommy Deathrow: " Thursday, I'll go in there and do what is neccessary to do. Tomarrow I'll walk in, representing the NAPW for the kids and the Doomriders. It's time ladies and gentlemen but now I'd like to talk about an event that will happen in Forty Eight hours... Dynamite I tell ya. Doomriders Sick Billy Kryenik and I Sir Thomas Deathrow versus Celtic Assassins for the hell of it. The way Celtic Assassins speaks about the Doomriders, they must think were some rookies, some losers and it's going to be like stealing candy to take away the pride the Doomriders have. Celtic Assassins have got it all wrong. See, the way they speak about us it would seem like they must have amnesia since the past few weeks we’ve kicked the asses of enough people in the squared circle and it's kind of getting stupid. "
Deathrow does not change his facial expression nore move his face. He sat stationary and then continued.
Tommy Deathrow: " You've heard negative things Celtic Assassins,right? There's a reason for that, son. You're just not up to standard. You're not rolling with the standards of wrestling required to hit the big-time here in the New Alberta Pro Wrestling. Week after week, you’ll nothing but a disappointment and I don't understand why Someone doesn't send your asses down the Training camps. Winning this match might be important to you, and I respect that but at the end of the day... Defending this Doomrider Pride is my priority over making you a little better in the critic's eyes, so here's the plan. You bring yourselves and put up a fight and I completely destroy every effort you attempt to bring to the ring, okay? I know, I know it sounds kind of harsh but I've had it up to here over the past, with having people doubting Billy and I when we have been on outstanding form so I'm going to be abrupt. You put up a fight, then I'll break your necks Celtic Assassins. Doomrider style You get anywhere near touching my DVD’s and I'll cut off your hands. Man I can’t wait to watch Animal Planet when I get home. There is one thing for sure, at the end of Thursday I and Billy will be walking out and you won't. I will have the self dignity,Pride, Your blow up sheep and Chynas book and you won't. I promise this. I will show the NAPW that it's Doomrider time and not suprisingly, you won't kiddies."
Deathrows face is slightly shadowed and then illuminated as cars drive past. He sits looking ahead at the arena.
" It's been a hell of a long week Celtic Assassins and having to listen to your fairytales about too little boys rising the challenge, makes me sick. You make me sick. I'm in a foul mood and I'm not going to sit here and be insulted by your sh!t. Quit being so positive about everything and realize this. You're out of place. You're just not worthy and you will not be walking away with my heart. Have your crack-whore mummy read you little stories about you succeeding and your third-rate womanizing alcoholic daddy tell you, you'll do well like they have done all your life... It will make no difference. You're going to be the slaughter this week, and for chirst sakes I like a bit of victory with my lamb. O‘Brady I‘m going to eat your lucky charms and Theos I‘m going to Bitch slap your nessie cause the Doomriders are going to murder you Celtic (BLEEP)s. So much for your headlock challenge because its on now."
He rises to his feet and brushs his short brown hair backwards as if it was long and being styled
" Celtic Assassins, I'll see you in there..."
He points to the arena. But his attention is quickly drawn to a cat running threw the ally
" And I'll see you on Thursday. There will be know four leaf clovers... Just heart-break and defeat. Get used to the idea, as it will be the story of your short lived careers."