Post by Night Rider on Jan 25, 2012 4:11:59 GMT -5
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[glow=red,2,300]Angels of Death [/glow]
Every man has his weakness, A wise man knows how to hide his.
Sometimes things just happen to go your way, You know. Like hitting every light green when your running late for work! Like just happening to play the lottery for the first time and your number comes up! Like winning a match when no one gave you the slightest chance!
Night Rider sat down and took a look at the footage from Slam. He saw Doc Henry smack the canvas with such force it snapped his head back up and down like in a cartoon. It was so funny he couldn't help but laugh. Then that laughter turned to silence as Night Rider watched a grown man run like a little girl! He felt the anger building up inside of himself like a raging volcano about to explode! He picked up the phone and made a call to Angel Fyre.
Night Rider: Angel, Hey. I need to ask you something. How soon can you hook something up with Hank Brown to do a Promo for the upcoming Payback event!
Angel Fyre: I'll have to get back to you on that one because he has a pretty busy schedule but I'm sure he will get us in. I'll call you when I know more. Hey, Good showing las week man! Your on a roll now!
Night Rider: Yeah, I'm starting to get into my groove here and things can only get better! Talk you you later, Angel!
He hung up the phone and looked at the clock on the wall. 3pm. He had time for a quick drink and maybe a game of pool somewhere. He got into his 69 Dodge Charger with the 426 Hemi engine under the hood and made his way to Sully's. A local spot downtown with a good atmosphere and some tough competition on the tables.
Night Rider walked in through the front door and made his way to the first empty table he saw. He racked the balls and put a twenty dollar bill on top of the rack. He went over to the bar and ordered a Jack and Coke and by the time he made it back to the table someone had accepted his challenge. His opponent broke and made a couple of solids on a scratch. That left the table wide open. Night Rider lined up the seven on a Jump shot and hit it right into the corner. A cross side and another one was down. Soon there was nothing but the Eight ball and all of the stripes on the Table. Night Rider called his Cross Corner off the rail and made it! Leaving the cue ball sitting merely a half inch from the pocket.
His opponent was angry and felt he had been set up. Night Rider tried to reason with the man and explain to him that he took the Two Hundred Dollar bet! The guy snapped and came after Night Rider with the cue stick. Swinging it wildly and smashing into the wall as he gets a solid kick to the gut from Night Rider. Night Rider grabs him by the head and begins pounding his head into the floor before security was able to come and break the fight up. Night Rider grabbed up the winnings off of the table and walked out the door. Hell, You can't even find a peaceful game of pool anymore.
Night Rider had already made it home and gotten cleaned up when Angel Fyre gave him a call.
Angel Fyre: Hey, I just got ahold of Hank Brown and he said that if we can be at the Arena by 8pm then he can hook us right up. I heard you caused a commotion down at Sully's today?
Night Rider: Yeah, I laid my bet as always and some guy took it. He took offense because I ran the table on him after he scratched on break!
Angel Fyre: Boy, Talk about a sore loser!
Night Rider: Yep, Kind of like Doc Henry after I was kicking his @$$! Running like a little Bitch!
Angel Fyre: Hey, Save it for the interview. Be there in twenty minutes!
Night Rider: How about 21 minutes?
He laughs as she slams the receiver down on his ear. Hell, He had plenty of time now that he had his baby back! His baby and his Pride and joy! His Custom 1969 Dodge Charger had Railroad ties across the front to hold the car down from the force of the Hemi engine! It was a beautiful candy apple red and it glistened like diamonds in the sunlight. He started it up and you could barely hear the engine as it purred like a kitten. When he gave it some gas that Purr became a Growl and the engine screamed to life. He hit 130 going down the interstate and made it to the Arena with 5 minutes to spare.
Angel Fyre was shocked when he actually walked in on time. She had to admit that he was looking even more and more intimidating as he put on more mass and added more upper body strength. The guy was tough enough to beat and now he was focused. Could mean trouble for the WCF! Night Rider sat down next to her as Hank Brown began to speak.
Hank Brown: Night Rider, It's good to see you again as always. Angel fyre here says you have a little something on your mind. Is that correct?
Night Rider: You just might say that Hank. And thank you for giving up the opportunity to come here on such short notice. We know you are a busy man.
Hank Brown: Thank you, Now. What's on your mind?
Night Rider: To be honest with you. Some worthless, Good for nothing, Inbred hillbillies with a yellow streak down their back a mile wide! Doc Henry is nothing but a chickenshit worthless piece of scum! Did you see him run out of that arena all the way home to mama! Crying because he got his @$$ stomped!
Hank Brown: His partner Johnny Reb did beat Jeff Purse, Your partner!
Night Rider: Yeah, So he did. Jeff just happened to have an off night. It happens to the best of us. One thing though. My partner stayed in that ring and fought like a man instead of running like a little mouse!
Hank Brown: Yeah, You sure do have a point there.
Night Rider: Come on, Seriously! What does that say about the guy? It says when the going gets rough and Ol Reb is looking for someone to tag to. Doc Henry will be nowhere to be found! that's how I know that Jeff Purse and myself will win. Because no matter what we know the other will be standing there fighting until the very end! We know that the other person is going to be there!
Hank Brown: That could make or break a match right there. You have to be able to rely on your partner!
Night Rider: Another thing, Hank. Those two Gel together like oil and water. They just don't mix! I can't see how they won the Tag Team championships back when they did. Of course, It's different when your taking on Donald Duck and Goofy and The Mouse twins, Mickey and Minnie! Times have changed for the Southern Express and it is about to be derailed! Once and for all!
Hank Brown: Any final thoughts on this match?
Night Rider: Johnny Reb and Doc Henry, Listen close because there is going to be a test later. Remember how it felt to wear these Gold Belts around your waist? The power and the thrill it brought you knowing that you were better than any team out there! Remember how that felt? Remember it well boys because that is about as close as either of you two will ever get to these belts while my partner and I are still breathing! Reb, Listen closely to your partner as he tells you about the damage that I put him through and the @$$ kicking he took! Hear him out when he pleads with you and tells you the horror he felt! Listen, And KNOW your future!
Night Rider places the microphone on the table and thanked Hank Brown once again for his time. He felt better! Sometimes it was good to get things off your chest. He got into his car and spinned the wheels as he took off down the highway.
[glow=red,2,300]Angels of Death [/glow]
Every man has his weakness, A wise man knows how to hide his.
Sometimes things just happen to go your way, You know. Like hitting every light green when your running late for work! Like just happening to play the lottery for the first time and your number comes up! Like winning a match when no one gave you the slightest chance!
Night Rider sat down and took a look at the footage from Slam. He saw Doc Henry smack the canvas with such force it snapped his head back up and down like in a cartoon. It was so funny he couldn't help but laugh. Then that laughter turned to silence as Night Rider watched a grown man run like a little girl! He felt the anger building up inside of himself like a raging volcano about to explode! He picked up the phone and made a call to Angel Fyre.
Night Rider: Angel, Hey. I need to ask you something. How soon can you hook something up with Hank Brown to do a Promo for the upcoming Payback event!
Angel Fyre: I'll have to get back to you on that one because he has a pretty busy schedule but I'm sure he will get us in. I'll call you when I know more. Hey, Good showing las week man! Your on a roll now!
Night Rider: Yeah, I'm starting to get into my groove here and things can only get better! Talk you you later, Angel!
He hung up the phone and looked at the clock on the wall. 3pm. He had time for a quick drink and maybe a game of pool somewhere. He got into his 69 Dodge Charger with the 426 Hemi engine under the hood and made his way to Sully's. A local spot downtown with a good atmosphere and some tough competition on the tables.
Night Rider walked in through the front door and made his way to the first empty table he saw. He racked the balls and put a twenty dollar bill on top of the rack. He went over to the bar and ordered a Jack and Coke and by the time he made it back to the table someone had accepted his challenge. His opponent broke and made a couple of solids on a scratch. That left the table wide open. Night Rider lined up the seven on a Jump shot and hit it right into the corner. A cross side and another one was down. Soon there was nothing but the Eight ball and all of the stripes on the Table. Night Rider called his Cross Corner off the rail and made it! Leaving the cue ball sitting merely a half inch from the pocket.
His opponent was angry and felt he had been set up. Night Rider tried to reason with the man and explain to him that he took the Two Hundred Dollar bet! The guy snapped and came after Night Rider with the cue stick. Swinging it wildly and smashing into the wall as he gets a solid kick to the gut from Night Rider. Night Rider grabs him by the head and begins pounding his head into the floor before security was able to come and break the fight up. Night Rider grabbed up the winnings off of the table and walked out the door. Hell, You can't even find a peaceful game of pool anymore.
Night Rider had already made it home and gotten cleaned up when Angel Fyre gave him a call.
Angel Fyre: Hey, I just got ahold of Hank Brown and he said that if we can be at the Arena by 8pm then he can hook us right up. I heard you caused a commotion down at Sully's today?
Night Rider: Yeah, I laid my bet as always and some guy took it. He took offense because I ran the table on him after he scratched on break!
Angel Fyre: Boy, Talk about a sore loser!
Night Rider: Yep, Kind of like Doc Henry after I was kicking his @$$! Running like a little Bitch!
Angel Fyre: Hey, Save it for the interview. Be there in twenty minutes!
Night Rider: How about 21 minutes?
He laughs as she slams the receiver down on his ear. Hell, He had plenty of time now that he had his baby back! His baby and his Pride and joy! His Custom 1969 Dodge Charger had Railroad ties across the front to hold the car down from the force of the Hemi engine! It was a beautiful candy apple red and it glistened like diamonds in the sunlight. He started it up and you could barely hear the engine as it purred like a kitten. When he gave it some gas that Purr became a Growl and the engine screamed to life. He hit 130 going down the interstate and made it to the Arena with 5 minutes to spare.
Angel Fyre was shocked when he actually walked in on time. She had to admit that he was looking even more and more intimidating as he put on more mass and added more upper body strength. The guy was tough enough to beat and now he was focused. Could mean trouble for the WCF! Night Rider sat down next to her as Hank Brown began to speak.
Hank Brown: Night Rider, It's good to see you again as always. Angel fyre here says you have a little something on your mind. Is that correct?
Night Rider: You just might say that Hank. And thank you for giving up the opportunity to come here on such short notice. We know you are a busy man.
Hank Brown: Thank you, Now. What's on your mind?
Night Rider: To be honest with you. Some worthless, Good for nothing, Inbred hillbillies with a yellow streak down their back a mile wide! Doc Henry is nothing but a chickenshit worthless piece of scum! Did you see him run out of that arena all the way home to mama! Crying because he got his @$$ stomped!
Hank Brown: His partner Johnny Reb did beat Jeff Purse, Your partner!
Night Rider: Yeah, So he did. Jeff just happened to have an off night. It happens to the best of us. One thing though. My partner stayed in that ring and fought like a man instead of running like a little mouse!
Hank Brown: Yeah, You sure do have a point there.
Night Rider: Come on, Seriously! What does that say about the guy? It says when the going gets rough and Ol Reb is looking for someone to tag to. Doc Henry will be nowhere to be found! that's how I know that Jeff Purse and myself will win. Because no matter what we know the other will be standing there fighting until the very end! We know that the other person is going to be there!
Hank Brown: That could make or break a match right there. You have to be able to rely on your partner!
Night Rider: Another thing, Hank. Those two Gel together like oil and water. They just don't mix! I can't see how they won the Tag Team championships back when they did. Of course, It's different when your taking on Donald Duck and Goofy and The Mouse twins, Mickey and Minnie! Times have changed for the Southern Express and it is about to be derailed! Once and for all!
Hank Brown: Any final thoughts on this match?
Night Rider: Johnny Reb and Doc Henry, Listen close because there is going to be a test later. Remember how it felt to wear these Gold Belts around your waist? The power and the thrill it brought you knowing that you were better than any team out there! Remember how that felt? Remember it well boys because that is about as close as either of you two will ever get to these belts while my partner and I are still breathing! Reb, Listen closely to your partner as he tells you about the damage that I put him through and the @$$ kicking he took! Hear him out when he pleads with you and tells you the horror he felt! Listen, And KNOW your future!
Night Rider places the microphone on the table and thanked Hank Brown once again for his time. He felt better! Sometimes it was good to get things off your chest. He got into his car and spinned the wheels as he took off down the highway.
