Post by Tim on Feb 3, 2012 6:04:00 GMT -5
The scene starts in an old cinema. A man dressed up in a blue t-shirt, dark grey jeans and black sneakers is walking out of the cinema. We look up to a close look to see that it is Joel Hall. He is holding an almost-empty bag of popcorn.
I wish I could travel back in time. That Elizabeth Taylor chick is pretty hot.
As he's walking down back home, he has a couple of thoughts on his mind.
At Payback, I got my revenge on Seth Lerch by beating the living hell outta him. But the haunting nightmares of the guy wearing the El Mideo Extremo costume are still haunting me. That's why I went to the cinema. Watching hot actresses during the 40's really did take my mind of the doppelganger.
Suddenly, he remembered about Slam.
I've got a tag team match soon. Tag Team Contendership match? Tag Team my ass. The last tag team I was in was with my brother during my time in another promotion. And he's useless. I hope this Banksmanship guy knows what he's doing.
For a guy who lost at Payback for the People's Championship match, he seems to have what it takes to make it. However, tag team matches might not be his thing. And it certainly isn't mine either. And another thing, we're both not in the same page, not the same book, or not the same library. But if we both need to cooperate, we can definitely have WCF gold in no time.
And then there's Roy Speede and Mr. FPV. Notable WCF wrestlers. Former champions of the tag team division. They seem to be a challenge.
Roy Speede sounds like a guy who can run like Jesse James. But is he faster than my moves? I don't think I can concur to this blasphemy. He looks like Mr. Goody Two Shoes. Is he even fit to be in the same league as Mr. FPV now? We'll find out on Slam.
Speaking of which, Mr. FPV must be a tough competitor. Wait. Isn't he part of the authority of law? If he beats me up, as if that's gonna happen, wouldn't that be police brutality? I don't even know anymore. He may be enforcing the law, but I also have to do my job. And that's kicking ass.
Suddenly, he is grabbed by someone and dragged into an alley. It is revealed to be "El Mideo Extremo". Joel's adrenaline is starting to rush.
What the hell do you think you're doing, competing in a tag team match?
Joel is speechless.
Now that you've got Seth Lerch outta the way, it's time to get down to business.
If you dare to so ever, win that match... I will make your life a living hell. You have to lose that match. If you listen to everything I say, I will let you go. Unfortunately, I'll get to keep your former identity forever, until I get the WCF World title.
He throws him out of the alley and stares at him. Joel tries to get back up.
Think about what you're doing.
"El Mideo" disappears into the shadows. Joel looks nervous at first, but seeing as intimidation, he scoffs.
Lose a match? Xtreme Fear never loses a match. Not in a lifetime.
As Joel continues walking back home, "El Mideo" shakes his head in disappointment.
I thought that you'll listen. Now, I'll have to take matters into my own hands.
And he walks off in the opposite direction.
I wish I could travel back in time. That Elizabeth Taylor chick is pretty hot.
As he's walking down back home, he has a couple of thoughts on his mind.
At Payback, I got my revenge on Seth Lerch by beating the living hell outta him. But the haunting nightmares of the guy wearing the El Mideo Extremo costume are still haunting me. That's why I went to the cinema. Watching hot actresses during the 40's really did take my mind of the doppelganger.
Suddenly, he remembered about Slam.
I've got a tag team match soon. Tag Team Contendership match? Tag Team my ass. The last tag team I was in was with my brother during my time in another promotion. And he's useless. I hope this Banksmanship guy knows what he's doing.
For a guy who lost at Payback for the People's Championship match, he seems to have what it takes to make it. However, tag team matches might not be his thing. And it certainly isn't mine either. And another thing, we're both not in the same page, not the same book, or not the same library. But if we both need to cooperate, we can definitely have WCF gold in no time.
And then there's Roy Speede and Mr. FPV. Notable WCF wrestlers. Former champions of the tag team division. They seem to be a challenge.
Roy Speede sounds like a guy who can run like Jesse James. But is he faster than my moves? I don't think I can concur to this blasphemy. He looks like Mr. Goody Two Shoes. Is he even fit to be in the same league as Mr. FPV now? We'll find out on Slam.
Speaking of which, Mr. FPV must be a tough competitor. Wait. Isn't he part of the authority of law? If he beats me up, as if that's gonna happen, wouldn't that be police brutality? I don't even know anymore. He may be enforcing the law, but I also have to do my job. And that's kicking ass.
Suddenly, he is grabbed by someone and dragged into an alley. It is revealed to be "El Mideo Extremo". Joel's adrenaline is starting to rush.
What the hell do you think you're doing, competing in a tag team match?
Joel is speechless.
Now that you've got Seth Lerch outta the way, it's time to get down to business.
If you dare to so ever, win that match... I will make your life a living hell. You have to lose that match. If you listen to everything I say, I will let you go. Unfortunately, I'll get to keep your former identity forever, until I get the WCF World title.
He throws him out of the alley and stares at him. Joel tries to get back up.
Think about what you're doing.
"El Mideo" disappears into the shadows. Joel looks nervous at first, but seeing as intimidation, he scoffs.
Lose a match? Xtreme Fear never loses a match. Not in a lifetime.
As Joel continues walking back home, "El Mideo" shakes his head in disappointment.
I thought that you'll listen. Now, I'll have to take matters into my own hands.
And he walks off in the opposite direction.
