Post by censoredchino on Sept 15, 2006 12:26:35 GMT -5
~Once again the legacy of Chino takes a turn for the worst, a slip and a fall has caused Chino to damage tendons in his right hand, currently not seen by anyone in WCF not even his own tag partner Jackhammer. Chino is questionable to show at Sunday Night Slam. We've seen him last week challenge torture for his world title, this week he gets a sample of what to expect at School of Pain. Chino and JackHammer take on CD and Torture. The question at hand is who will show dominance in this match. Will the veterans of this federation rule with an iron fist, or will the self proclaimed Monsters of Devestation Inc show that its time for a change! Unexpectedly the camera's catch Chino exiting his hotel room, his right hand in what looks to be a cast, He has an exhausted look on his face as he walks towards the exit door. He is approached by a fan who asks for an autograph, Chino grabs the book and pen and tosses it across the room the kid begins to cry as Chino walks out of the hotel and flags down a taxi. He gives his destination as the driver begins to drive. Chino leans back in his seat and begins to write his thoughts on a peice of paper~
The biggest match of my WCF career is in a few weeks, School of Pain. Chino Vs Torture, World title match. This is a sign of greatness, I called out the champ, his fear his excuses of me not being here long enough showed me signs of his doubts. His fear of facing me grows every second of every minute of every day that he counts down till School of Pain. This sunday, a test, Creeping Death and Torture face the current tag champs, JackHammer and I, we are Devestation Inc. They say everything happens for a reason, the yankee's losing four straight in the playoffs, making history. Well Torture, CD, this week and at the PPV I will make history. I plan on pinning the world champion not once but twice! This week on sunday slam and then at the pay per view I will claim victory, defeat you, and end your winning streak along with taking your title!
~I pause, take a deep breathe and look around, noticing that we're close to my destination. I smirk at the driver who pays no mind, I continue to write on this peice of paper, to me, a letter in sort~
Within just a few weeks I can make a complete 180 in WCF, going from near retirement after my first match where I was humiliated to within a month or two challenging the World Champion for his title. Torture, I could go on for days and days about your legacy, as well as you can for yourself. I also can go on for days on my own legacy, but we don't rely on our past. Our past made us who we are now, but our future is what will make us what everyone wants to be. So torture, bring whoeever, bring the goverment, bring the (Beep) navy seals! I could care less. You can't stop death, and you can't stop fate. In short......Lose Faith......
~The taxi stops, I look out the window and realize I am where I want to be. I exit the taxi and hand the driver his money, I walk out as the scene fades to black~
The biggest match of my WCF career is in a few weeks, School of Pain. Chino Vs Torture, World title match. This is a sign of greatness, I called out the champ, his fear his excuses of me not being here long enough showed me signs of his doubts. His fear of facing me grows every second of every minute of every day that he counts down till School of Pain. This sunday, a test, Creeping Death and Torture face the current tag champs, JackHammer and I, we are Devestation Inc. They say everything happens for a reason, the yankee's losing four straight in the playoffs, making history. Well Torture, CD, this week and at the PPV I will make history. I plan on pinning the world champion not once but twice! This week on sunday slam and then at the pay per view I will claim victory, defeat you, and end your winning streak along with taking your title!
~I pause, take a deep breathe and look around, noticing that we're close to my destination. I smirk at the driver who pays no mind, I continue to write on this peice of paper, to me, a letter in sort~
Within just a few weeks I can make a complete 180 in WCF, going from near retirement after my first match where I was humiliated to within a month or two challenging the World Champion for his title. Torture, I could go on for days and days about your legacy, as well as you can for yourself. I also can go on for days on my own legacy, but we don't rely on our past. Our past made us who we are now, but our future is what will make us what everyone wants to be. So torture, bring whoeever, bring the goverment, bring the (Beep) navy seals! I could care less. You can't stop death, and you can't stop fate. In short......Lose Faith......
~The taxi stops, I look out the window and realize I am where I want to be. I exit the taxi and hand the driver his money, I walk out as the scene fades to black~
