Post by Danny Vice on May 31, 2007 12:10:05 GMT -5
Danny Vice: Well that was certainly one of your all-time backfires.
Danny Vice is seated on his countertop in his hotel room just a few blocks from the WCF Arena. The collective curiousity of its undisclosed location is only paralleled by Springfield, USA in the popular sitcom, The Simpsons. His brother Jimmy is helping him clean and change the bandages along his back from being put through a glass table by Creeping Death last week.
Jimmy Vice: I'll sure say. You talked a lot of shit for a guy who got his title taken away and sent through a table. A glass one at that.
Danny Vice: Jimmy, while you're back there...why not just throw an extra bit of salt in those open wounds. Stupid ass. I know what happened. Everyone saw it. I had Craven beat and that son of a bitch Creeping Death came down to the ring after quitting like a little bitch, and blindsided me.
Jimmy Vice: That's true. He is a little bitch. But he is the one with the title in his possession right now anyway. Not even Craven. Regardless, we're all done here. When's our flight home?
Danny Vice: We're not heading home this week. I want to stick around and get a better feel for this town. Get to know the people. The aura and mystique. I want to make myself more comfortable here, because whether it be Creeping Death or Johnny Craven that I get a crack at come Explosion, I better have my head on straight.
Danny and Jimmy head out of the bathroom to reveal a rather large suite, complete with a hot tub in the center of the room overlooking the anonymous city below.
Jimmy Vice: Well if you're gonna hang out here and relax, you mind if I go hit the town for a bit?
Danny Vice: Not at all. I'm gonna look over some game footage from last week. See what I can improve on. I got to get ready for my tag match also. I love that Skyler is adding Ragnal to our mix now. Index Two is now Index Three, and we couldn't really get much stronger than the three we've comprised.
Jimmy Vice: It is a good little group. But don't you find it odd Skyler didn't come to your aide at Timebomb, but did to Ragnal's? Weird. Whelp, see ya later!
Jimmy walks out the door as Danny's demeanor shifts to a darker side. His brow furrows and his smile disappears as he looks over at the stack of DVDs on the floor. He pulls out the rough cut copy of Timebomb and looks at the cover with Skyler Striker hugging his daughters before whispering under his breath.
Danny Vice: Fucking Striker...
To be continued...
Danny Vice is seated on his countertop in his hotel room just a few blocks from the WCF Arena. The collective curiousity of its undisclosed location is only paralleled by Springfield, USA in the popular sitcom, The Simpsons. His brother Jimmy is helping him clean and change the bandages along his back from being put through a glass table by Creeping Death last week.
Jimmy Vice: I'll sure say. You talked a lot of shit for a guy who got his title taken away and sent through a table. A glass one at that.
Danny Vice: Jimmy, while you're back there...why not just throw an extra bit of salt in those open wounds. Stupid ass. I know what happened. Everyone saw it. I had Craven beat and that son of a bitch Creeping Death came down to the ring after quitting like a little bitch, and blindsided me.
Jimmy Vice: That's true. He is a little bitch. But he is the one with the title in his possession right now anyway. Not even Craven. Regardless, we're all done here. When's our flight home?
Danny Vice: We're not heading home this week. I want to stick around and get a better feel for this town. Get to know the people. The aura and mystique. I want to make myself more comfortable here, because whether it be Creeping Death or Johnny Craven that I get a crack at come Explosion, I better have my head on straight.
Danny and Jimmy head out of the bathroom to reveal a rather large suite, complete with a hot tub in the center of the room overlooking the anonymous city below.
Jimmy Vice: Well if you're gonna hang out here and relax, you mind if I go hit the town for a bit?
Danny Vice: Not at all. I'm gonna look over some game footage from last week. See what I can improve on. I got to get ready for my tag match also. I love that Skyler is adding Ragnal to our mix now. Index Two is now Index Three, and we couldn't really get much stronger than the three we've comprised.
Jimmy Vice: It is a good little group. But don't you find it odd Skyler didn't come to your aide at Timebomb, but did to Ragnal's? Weird. Whelp, see ya later!
Jimmy walks out the door as Danny's demeanor shifts to a darker side. His brow furrows and his smile disappears as he looks over at the stack of DVDs on the floor. He pulls out the rough cut copy of Timebomb and looks at the cover with Skyler Striker hugging his daughters before whispering under his breath.
Danny Vice: Fucking Striker...
To be continued...