Post by jamesfatel on Feb 2, 2014 17:30:27 GMT -5
The camera watches as Logan walks off outta sight, Hank Brown still on the ground. You see the hand come down from the side of the camera. Hank Brown looks up surprised. Camera pans up, its James Fatel offering his hands to Hank Brown. Brown hesitates then takes it, Fatel helps him to his feet. Fatel helps dust Brown off.
Hank Brown: ...Thanks..
James Fatel: no problem Mr.Brown
Hank Brown: how long you been here??
James Fatel: long enough to hear a man talk to himself. A man who seemed to repeatedly tell virtually no one to shut up
Fatel smirks
James Fatel: I'm sorry I've upset lover boy there. Apparently he has some kind of a grudge with ether me or the imaginary person he thought was talking to much
Fatel shakes his head, then shrugs his shoulders
Hank Brown: well Sence your here ill ask you about tonight match
James Fatel: It's a match with a hot dog eating love stricken psychopath. So I feel like this should be a good time, I step into a ring with "Mr.WCF" for "his" hardcore title. If I get a opportunity to rip a ARM out of socket I will not hesitate. He also has the audacity to call me pathetic? He doesn't even know me, I know him. I also don't recall saying I was a "big shot" ether. Does he pay attention? Does he look past his own ego?
Fatel shakes his head and looks down at his hands
James Fatel: I've seen blood on these hands, more times then I care to count. When I was a younger man I was very bold, a huge ego, and no respect for anyone. I've matured, now I know how to strike, how to damage, how to incapacitate. I'm no longer a unnecessarly violent man. I'm a thinker, I'm a strategist. I'm not a ego driven imbecile.
Fatel looks at the camera
James Fatel: Like I've repeated, the rise will be televised.
Hank Brown: well I guess we will have to keep a eye on you and this match
Fatel looks at Brown and smiles
James Fatel: you have a good nite now Mr.Brown
Fatel walks off the opposite direction Logan did. Brown looks at the camera with a questioning look. The camera shuts off
Hank Brown: ...Thanks..
James Fatel: no problem Mr.Brown
Hank Brown: how long you been here??
James Fatel: long enough to hear a man talk to himself. A man who seemed to repeatedly tell virtually no one to shut up
Fatel smirks
James Fatel: I'm sorry I've upset lover boy there. Apparently he has some kind of a grudge with ether me or the imaginary person he thought was talking to much
Fatel shakes his head, then shrugs his shoulders
Hank Brown: well Sence your here ill ask you about tonight match
James Fatel: It's a match with a hot dog eating love stricken psychopath. So I feel like this should be a good time, I step into a ring with "Mr.WCF" for "his" hardcore title. If I get a opportunity to rip a ARM out of socket I will not hesitate. He also has the audacity to call me pathetic? He doesn't even know me, I know him. I also don't recall saying I was a "big shot" ether. Does he pay attention? Does he look past his own ego?
Fatel shakes his head and looks down at his hands
James Fatel: I've seen blood on these hands, more times then I care to count. When I was a younger man I was very bold, a huge ego, and no respect for anyone. I've matured, now I know how to strike, how to damage, how to incapacitate. I'm no longer a unnecessarly violent man. I'm a thinker, I'm a strategist. I'm not a ego driven imbecile.
Fatel looks at the camera
James Fatel: Like I've repeated, the rise will be televised.
Hank Brown: well I guess we will have to keep a eye on you and this match
Fatel looks at Brown and smiles
James Fatel: you have a good nite now Mr.Brown
Fatel walks off the opposite direction Logan did. Brown looks at the camera with a questioning look. The camera shuts off
