Post by Shadowlove on Apr 20, 2016 2:00:53 GMT -5
Sitting in a corner booth in The International House Of Pancakes (#IHOP), “The Handsome Half-breed” Shadowlove dusting on his “fourth” off the menu blueberry pancake smoothie (damn things are totally addictive and no way in hell ordering any kind of hot dogs this week) feeling no pain along with his personal bodyguard/valet Ms. Miyamoto taking her proper spot, cradling next to Shadowlove caressing his muscular chest with her fingers. Her raven black hair pulled back in a French braid showing off her angelic face with her eyes hidden behind a pair of RayBan sunglasses to go along with her body built for sin encased in a Vantablack and stark white Siberian Tiger print sequin Mandarin dress with crimson black Jimmy Choo stilettos. Her sweet as honey, harmoniously hypnotizing, smooth as silk, smoky voice radiating through her alluring lips:
MS. MIYAMOTO: In the Aftermath of coming off one of the biggest matches in Shadowlove-san’s career the World Championship Federation has chosen to reward him and the WCF Galaxy with yet another chaotic situation that some critics will deem too intense for younger viewers where everything that seems to go wrong, will, in fact, probably go wrong. But, sometimes, just sometimes, within every diabolically demented mind there can be a coexistence of a social portrayal where an unpredictable six-man tag-team comes together knowing what other men don't know when their mask of sanity is about to slip. They may hoard their knowledge to punish the conspiratorially less wicked Eddie Felt-san. They may bring a more certifiably insanely unstable destruction to an unwrapped package whose roadmap to success leads to the AARP in the likes of “Freezer Burn” Wayne Hammon-san. Or they even may parcel out, little by little, and teach a hard lesson of humility and wisdom to the People's Champion, Teo Del Sol-san. Logan-san, Zombie McMorris-san, and Shadowlove-san will illustrate this point in the Seth Lerch-san Trios Preview Clusterfuck Match. . .
"The Handsome Half-breed" Shadowlove. With his classic masculine and modern mussed, razor-textured, choppy finished dark brown hair, showing off a fighter's face, and an ice cold stare which radiants from his blue eyes. Stripped to the waist showing off the upper body of a Greek God, with washboard abs, in a black leather trench-coat along with Crocodile skinned pants with Alligator skinned boots. His low dusky voice ringing out fully, with all charm and charisma that one can muster, mister:
SHADOWLOVE: Let us pause in this moment of silence, to note the tragic virtues of Teo Del Sol, Eddie Felt, and Wayne Hammon. Although, Teo will speak in fervor, the only way that an American Luchador of his time could, one of whom the WCF Galaxy worships religiously as an object of devotion. If it wasn't for Teo’s intellectual acuity and restlessness, and his care for the people, this tragedy would not unfold; Teo himself would never learn that he was the cause for this Odyssey. Nor will Eddie and Wayne wiggle out of quite this dilemma attributed to Teo in a haughty overvaluing of human knowledge in their refusal to submit to the wisdom of Logan, Z. . . Mac, and myself, “The Handsome Half-breed”. At Aftermath, at least the WCF Galaxy will learn why, Teo, Eddie, and Wayne will admit to being stumped why Seth Lerch sent these oracles to do his bidding. Is it quite the SNAFU or a big time FUBAR?. . .
A waitress brings Shadowlove his “fifth” off the menu blueberry pancake smoothie. Ms. Miyamoto lowers her RayBan sunglasses down her perfectly flawless nose on her angelic looking face. The waitress quickly scampers off. Ms. Miyamoto raises her RayBan sunglasses up her perfectly flawless nose on her angelic looking face middle finger.
MS. MIYAMOTO: Logan-san, Zombie McMorris-san, and Shadowlove-san have been brought together to ferret out punishment to Teo Del Sol-san, and the unassuming Eddie Felt-san, and Wayne Hammon-san. The WCF Galaxy and the rest of World Championship Federation have heard this tale before, that Teo Del Sol-san is himself to blame, and Eddie Felt-san, and Wayne Hammon-san are simply collateral damage. Thus, when Teo Del Sol-san delivers his first proclamation for the people, of the people, by the people, that Shadowlove-san will be well aware of this web of irony as well. This trap has been set by Seth Lerch-san will close upon Teo Del Sol-san. Who can you trust Teo Del Sol-san? Can you really trust your partners, Eddie Felt-san and Wayne Hammon-san?. . .
Shadowlove notices the crowd of patrons growing by the minute. He shakes his head in mock amazement, thinking, “Geezus, never knew that losing your life in a telenovela would bring out every secluded old lady living on social security”. These are the type of women who name their cats, Logi Bear, Zombie Bear, Teo Oso, Eddie Bear, and Geezer Bear.
SHADOWLOVE: Mark my words, it is my solemn prayer, that Teo, Eddie, Wayne, Logan, and Z. . . Mac, will wear the brand of distrust in a shameful act to coexistence in this Clusterfuck Of A Trios Preview Match. Oh, don't get me wrong, my friends, Logan, Z. . . Mac, and myself, “The Handsome Half-breed”, are not exempting ourselves from this imprecation; We will all be “Opportunists” in this match this Sunday. The WCF Galaxy will only grieve for you Teo, believe me, I know, you have earned that by your reputation. All that you desire from your teammates, all that you suffer from not knowing who to really trust, while you are suffering, no one suffers more than Eddie and Wayne fighting the urge to double-cross (Ranch) you. You share several gifts with the People, but you, Eddie, and Wayne, know that when opportunity knocks, that it is every man for himself; Teo, your heart bears the weight of Eddie, of Wayne, and of the entire WCF Galaxy. Will Eddie and Wayne weep as they walk through the endless thought of being The People's Champion?. . .
A “crocodile” tear starts to form on Shadowlove’s face. Ms. Miyamoto takes a napkin and dabs the tear away. She lowers her RayBan sunglasses down her perfectly flawless nose on her angelic face while scanning back and forth throughout the restaurant with her incandescent green eyes like The Terminator making sure no one in the restaurant is watching.
MS. MIYAMOTO: Be well aware of your surroundings, Teo Del Sol-san, that what Logan-san, Zombie McMorris-san, and Shadowlove-san know, Eddie Felt-san and Wayne Hammon-san does as well; They all know that if they were in Teo Del Sol-san’s place, they would wish to know as little as he could about when the swerve will happen. Those who know the future will very seldom tell it and will deal out their own brand of punishment, as they please, and not as any sort of pre-determined attack. . .
The waitress comes by the table and drops off the bill. Shadowlove looks at the bill and at the waitress and the bill once again. He borrows the waitress’ pen and starts writing, “Send bill to the WCF, in care of “Slick” Sethy Lerch, he spells Lerch, L-E-E-C-H.
SHADOWLOVE: Such, the ironies of irony, eh Teo, of not having the knowledge, the wisdom, the power, to control the dreadful plotting behind your back, by Eddie and Wayne, even when plotting the demise of Logan, Z. . . Mac, and myself, “The Handsome Half-breed”? Were it not for the equivocations of Seth Lerch, there would be no Teo Tragedy. As Logan, Z. . . Mac, and myself, “The Handsome Half-breed” will begin playing with, meddling with, the complete knowledge of enlighting you of what is on Eddie and Wayne’s mind, and yet again, bringing darkness into this match. To avert this unspeakable wickedness, Teo, your teammates will commit wickedness of their own, such exposure was thought of as a returning perilous chance to malign you, and leading you to commit the deed for which will crush everyone of us. . .
The Dynamic Duo starts to exit the restaurant, pausing long enough, at a makeshift memorial of scented candles, teddy bears, and kitty treats surrounding a picture of Katherine Phoenix. Simultaneously, Shadowlove and Ms. Miyamoto look at each other and think, “Doesn't Crystal Knight have same mannerisms as the dearly departed Kat? They could almost be twin sisters or even clones? Wink, wink!”
MS. MIYAMOTO: Do you hear all the rumblings in the back, Teo Del Sol-san? Can Teo Del Sol-san carry the impetuousness of Eddie Felt-san thinking that he can avert the same fate as his classmate, #14 The Griffin-san? It's okay Eddie Felt-san, you don't have to reply. Zombie McMorris-san, might have killed your Mother, The Griffin-san, and he might kill you too, leaving only the King to become new “The Zombie Queen” of the empire. Horrified by this prospect even has Wayne Hammon-san rethinking his affinity for “Hotdogs” in order to avert Logan-san, by becoming “Der Wienerschnitzel Burn”, if you know what I mean, by sentencing him to an early exile in "Bunville". And in a Magnificent Seven simple words El Americana Mexicana del Luchador, “Watch your back Teo Del Sol-san”. However, Eddie Felt-san, Wayne Hammon-san, and yourself want to try to spin this match, it is clear that the People's Champion has been put in the cross-hairs of not just one equal opportunity offender, but Five equal opportunity offenders. Are you feeling less pious, less desirous to know the truth, less courageous, knowing that you better have eyes in the back of your head, especially, when it comes to Eddie Felt-san and Wayne Hammon-san? Has Shadowlove-san given yourself, Eddie Felt-san and Wayne Hammon-san enough to think about? After all, our advice is very, very knowledgeable. How do I know this? Just rely on the facts, by watching this plot unfold at Aftermath, Teo Del Sol-san, know that, Logan-san and Zombie McMorris-san, may do the same to Shadowlove-san!
“PERSONAL JESUS” by Depeche Mode starts to play on the Bose® (product placement) SoundTouch® (product placement) indoor surround sound system.
The Handsome Half-breed" Shadowlove, bows his head, raising his arms straight out to his sides, as if, being crucified on a cross. And on the third day, Jesus, wept.
Ms. Miyamoto takes her proper place and cradles against Shadowlove's body and caresses his muscular chest with her fingers.
“CAT SCRATCH FEVER” by Ted Nugent starts to play on the Bose® (product placement) SoundTouch® (product placement) indoor surround sound system.
Shadowlove raises his head showing with a malevolent, tight wolfish, whiplash smile, slowly appearing on his lips showing off perfectly white even teeth on his chiseled fighter's face, as an ice cold stare radiants from his blue eyes with a “Cheshire Cat” shit-eating grin.
Shadowlove starts to "strip" off his black leather trench-coat like a Chippendale's dancer. Spinning the black leather trench-coat around him like a Matador in a bullring, throwing it up into the air, catching it and putting it back on as if nothing has happened.
“HER STRUT" by Bob Seger & The Silver Bullet Band starts to play on the Bose® (product placement) SoundTouch® (product placement) indoor surround sound system.
Ms. Miyamoto, exuding fantastic supermodel energy, as she walks with a stiff, erect, and apparently arrogant and conceited "Strut" around "The Handsome Half-breed", to a rousing Standing Ovation from the patrons of #IHOP. She lowers her RayBan sunglasses, showing off her incandescent green eyes, nodding in approval at such a Magnificent Specimen, Shadowlove-san, while tapping a rolled-up copy of the Wall St. Journal in the palm of her hand. She raises up her RayBan sunglasses with her middle finger on her angelic looking face.
"The Handsome Half-breed" Shadowlove, along with his personal bodyguard/valet, Ms. Miyamoto, stopping for a second, taking in the aura and sweet smells of the International House Of Pancakes #IHOP, pose like fashion models on a catwalk for the Torontonians, visitors, and the viewing audience at home.
The Torontonians and visitors, throughout the of the International House Of Pancakes #IHOP along with the viewing audience at home begin clicking away with their cameras like the paparazzi during a "Hollywood" premiere.
Torontonians, visitors, and the viewing audience at home, alike, start “Making It Rain” with a mix blend of Canadian Dollars (.78 cents in the U.S.) and American Dollars (1.28 in Canada).
R.I.P. KATHERINE PHOENIX
THIS IS THE END, MY ONLY FRIEND. . . THE END!
MS. MIYAMOTO: In the Aftermath of coming off one of the biggest matches in Shadowlove-san’s career the World Championship Federation has chosen to reward him and the WCF Galaxy with yet another chaotic situation that some critics will deem too intense for younger viewers where everything that seems to go wrong, will, in fact, probably go wrong. But, sometimes, just sometimes, within every diabolically demented mind there can be a coexistence of a social portrayal where an unpredictable six-man tag-team comes together knowing what other men don't know when their mask of sanity is about to slip. They may hoard their knowledge to punish the conspiratorially less wicked Eddie Felt-san. They may bring a more certifiably insanely unstable destruction to an unwrapped package whose roadmap to success leads to the AARP in the likes of “Freezer Burn” Wayne Hammon-san. Or they even may parcel out, little by little, and teach a hard lesson of humility and wisdom to the People's Champion, Teo Del Sol-san. Logan-san, Zombie McMorris-san, and Shadowlove-san will illustrate this point in the Seth Lerch-san Trios Preview Clusterfuck Match. . .
"The Handsome Half-breed" Shadowlove. With his classic masculine and modern mussed, razor-textured, choppy finished dark brown hair, showing off a fighter's face, and an ice cold stare which radiants from his blue eyes. Stripped to the waist showing off the upper body of a Greek God, with washboard abs, in a black leather trench-coat along with Crocodile skinned pants with Alligator skinned boots. His low dusky voice ringing out fully, with all charm and charisma that one can muster, mister:
SHADOWLOVE: Let us pause in this moment of silence, to note the tragic virtues of Teo Del Sol, Eddie Felt, and Wayne Hammon. Although, Teo will speak in fervor, the only way that an American Luchador of his time could, one of whom the WCF Galaxy worships religiously as an object of devotion. If it wasn't for Teo’s intellectual acuity and restlessness, and his care for the people, this tragedy would not unfold; Teo himself would never learn that he was the cause for this Odyssey. Nor will Eddie and Wayne wiggle out of quite this dilemma attributed to Teo in a haughty overvaluing of human knowledge in their refusal to submit to the wisdom of Logan, Z. . . Mac, and myself, “The Handsome Half-breed”. At Aftermath, at least the WCF Galaxy will learn why, Teo, Eddie, and Wayne will admit to being stumped why Seth Lerch sent these oracles to do his bidding. Is it quite the SNAFU or a big time FUBAR?. . .
A waitress brings Shadowlove his “fifth” off the menu blueberry pancake smoothie. Ms. Miyamoto lowers her RayBan sunglasses down her perfectly flawless nose on her angelic looking face. The waitress quickly scampers off. Ms. Miyamoto raises her RayBan sunglasses up her perfectly flawless nose on her angelic looking face middle finger.
MS. MIYAMOTO: Logan-san, Zombie McMorris-san, and Shadowlove-san have been brought together to ferret out punishment to Teo Del Sol-san, and the unassuming Eddie Felt-san, and Wayne Hammon-san. The WCF Galaxy and the rest of World Championship Federation have heard this tale before, that Teo Del Sol-san is himself to blame, and Eddie Felt-san, and Wayne Hammon-san are simply collateral damage. Thus, when Teo Del Sol-san delivers his first proclamation for the people, of the people, by the people, that Shadowlove-san will be well aware of this web of irony as well. This trap has been set by Seth Lerch-san will close upon Teo Del Sol-san. Who can you trust Teo Del Sol-san? Can you really trust your partners, Eddie Felt-san and Wayne Hammon-san?. . .
Shadowlove notices the crowd of patrons growing by the minute. He shakes his head in mock amazement, thinking, “Geezus, never knew that losing your life in a telenovela would bring out every secluded old lady living on social security”. These are the type of women who name their cats, Logi Bear, Zombie Bear, Teo Oso, Eddie Bear, and Geezer Bear.
SHADOWLOVE: Mark my words, it is my solemn prayer, that Teo, Eddie, Wayne, Logan, and Z. . . Mac, will wear the brand of distrust in a shameful act to coexistence in this Clusterfuck Of A Trios Preview Match. Oh, don't get me wrong, my friends, Logan, Z. . . Mac, and myself, “The Handsome Half-breed”, are not exempting ourselves from this imprecation; We will all be “Opportunists” in this match this Sunday. The WCF Galaxy will only grieve for you Teo, believe me, I know, you have earned that by your reputation. All that you desire from your teammates, all that you suffer from not knowing who to really trust, while you are suffering, no one suffers more than Eddie and Wayne fighting the urge to double-cross (Ranch) you. You share several gifts with the People, but you, Eddie, and Wayne, know that when opportunity knocks, that it is every man for himself; Teo, your heart bears the weight of Eddie, of Wayne, and of the entire WCF Galaxy. Will Eddie and Wayne weep as they walk through the endless thought of being The People's Champion?. . .
A “crocodile” tear starts to form on Shadowlove’s face. Ms. Miyamoto takes a napkin and dabs the tear away. She lowers her RayBan sunglasses down her perfectly flawless nose on her angelic face while scanning back and forth throughout the restaurant with her incandescent green eyes like The Terminator making sure no one in the restaurant is watching.
MS. MIYAMOTO: Be well aware of your surroundings, Teo Del Sol-san, that what Logan-san, Zombie McMorris-san, and Shadowlove-san know, Eddie Felt-san and Wayne Hammon-san does as well; They all know that if they were in Teo Del Sol-san’s place, they would wish to know as little as he could about when the swerve will happen. Those who know the future will very seldom tell it and will deal out their own brand of punishment, as they please, and not as any sort of pre-determined attack. . .
The waitress comes by the table and drops off the bill. Shadowlove looks at the bill and at the waitress and the bill once again. He borrows the waitress’ pen and starts writing, “Send bill to the WCF, in care of “Slick” Sethy Lerch, he spells Lerch, L-E-E-C-H.
SHADOWLOVE: Such, the ironies of irony, eh Teo, of not having the knowledge, the wisdom, the power, to control the dreadful plotting behind your back, by Eddie and Wayne, even when plotting the demise of Logan, Z. . . Mac, and myself, “The Handsome Half-breed”? Were it not for the equivocations of Seth Lerch, there would be no Teo Tragedy. As Logan, Z. . . Mac, and myself, “The Handsome Half-breed” will begin playing with, meddling with, the complete knowledge of enlighting you of what is on Eddie and Wayne’s mind, and yet again, bringing darkness into this match. To avert this unspeakable wickedness, Teo, your teammates will commit wickedness of their own, such exposure was thought of as a returning perilous chance to malign you, and leading you to commit the deed for which will crush everyone of us. . .
The Dynamic Duo starts to exit the restaurant, pausing long enough, at a makeshift memorial of scented candles, teddy bears, and kitty treats surrounding a picture of Katherine Phoenix. Simultaneously, Shadowlove and Ms. Miyamoto look at each other and think, “Doesn't Crystal Knight have same mannerisms as the dearly departed Kat? They could almost be twin sisters or even clones? Wink, wink!”
MS. MIYAMOTO: Do you hear all the rumblings in the back, Teo Del Sol-san? Can Teo Del Sol-san carry the impetuousness of Eddie Felt-san thinking that he can avert the same fate as his classmate, #14 The Griffin-san? It's okay Eddie Felt-san, you don't have to reply. Zombie McMorris-san, might have killed your Mother, The Griffin-san, and he might kill you too, leaving only the King to become new “The Zombie Queen” of the empire. Horrified by this prospect even has Wayne Hammon-san rethinking his affinity for “Hotdogs” in order to avert Logan-san, by becoming “Der Wienerschnitzel Burn”, if you know what I mean, by sentencing him to an early exile in "Bunville". And in a Magnificent Seven simple words El Americana Mexicana del Luchador, “Watch your back Teo Del Sol-san”. However, Eddie Felt-san, Wayne Hammon-san, and yourself want to try to spin this match, it is clear that the People's Champion has been put in the cross-hairs of not just one equal opportunity offender, but Five equal opportunity offenders. Are you feeling less pious, less desirous to know the truth, less courageous, knowing that you better have eyes in the back of your head, especially, when it comes to Eddie Felt-san and Wayne Hammon-san? Has Shadowlove-san given yourself, Eddie Felt-san and Wayne Hammon-san enough to think about? After all, our advice is very, very knowledgeable. How do I know this? Just rely on the facts, by watching this plot unfold at Aftermath, Teo Del Sol-san, know that, Logan-san and Zombie McMorris-san, may do the same to Shadowlove-san!
“PERSONAL JESUS” by Depeche Mode starts to play on the Bose® (product placement) SoundTouch® (product placement) indoor surround sound system.
The Handsome Half-breed" Shadowlove, bows his head, raising his arms straight out to his sides, as if, being crucified on a cross. And on the third day, Jesus, wept.
Ms. Miyamoto takes her proper place and cradles against Shadowlove's body and caresses his muscular chest with her fingers.
“CAT SCRATCH FEVER” by Ted Nugent starts to play on the Bose® (product placement) SoundTouch® (product placement) indoor surround sound system.
Shadowlove raises his head showing with a malevolent, tight wolfish, whiplash smile, slowly appearing on his lips showing off perfectly white even teeth on his chiseled fighter's face, as an ice cold stare radiants from his blue eyes with a “Cheshire Cat” shit-eating grin.
Shadowlove starts to "strip" off his black leather trench-coat like a Chippendale's dancer. Spinning the black leather trench-coat around him like a Matador in a bullring, throwing it up into the air, catching it and putting it back on as if nothing has happened.
“HER STRUT" by Bob Seger & The Silver Bullet Band starts to play on the Bose® (product placement) SoundTouch® (product placement) indoor surround sound system.
Ms. Miyamoto, exuding fantastic supermodel energy, as she walks with a stiff, erect, and apparently arrogant and conceited "Strut" around "The Handsome Half-breed", to a rousing Standing Ovation from the patrons of #IHOP. She lowers her RayBan sunglasses, showing off her incandescent green eyes, nodding in approval at such a Magnificent Specimen, Shadowlove-san, while tapping a rolled-up copy of the Wall St. Journal in the palm of her hand. She raises up her RayBan sunglasses with her middle finger on her angelic looking face.
"The Handsome Half-breed" Shadowlove, along with his personal bodyguard/valet, Ms. Miyamoto, stopping for a second, taking in the aura and sweet smells of the International House Of Pancakes #IHOP, pose like fashion models on a catwalk for the Torontonians, visitors, and the viewing audience at home.
The Torontonians and visitors, throughout the of the International House Of Pancakes #IHOP along with the viewing audience at home begin clicking away with their cameras like the paparazzi during a "Hollywood" premiere.
Torontonians, visitors, and the viewing audience at home, alike, start “Making It Rain” with a mix blend of Canadian Dollars (.78 cents in the U.S.) and American Dollars (1.28 in Canada).
R.I.P. KATHERINE PHOENIX
THIS IS THE END, MY ONLY FRIEND. . . THE END!
