Post by Dake Ken on Jun 22, 2009 15:29:14 GMT -5
DING DING DING
*A small bell moves back and forth.*
DING DING DING
*And there sits Dake Ken. Smiling. Bell in his hands. Rocking it back and forth. Back and forth.*
DING DING DING
*Dake laughs.*
Dake: There is a big change looming. Something great. Something grand. Something that no one is going to expect.
*Dake once again rocks the bell back and forth.*
DING DING DING
Dake: Love that noise. The bell. I just love it!
*Dake is sitting in his locker room. Getting ready for his match tonight.*
Dake: I know this doesn't make sense now. Trust me though. It will.
*Dake stands up. He is in his wrestling gear. He lets out a laugh again rocks the bell back and forth.*
DING DING DING
*Dake tosses the bell away.*
Dake: However there are current affairs that must be dealt with first. My plans for the future can wait for now, but trust me when I say this, I am ready to drop a bomb shell on you Torture. Something that will take your world and send it spiraling out of control. You've come a long way from when I first came to the WCF. You've come a long way from that sad little group that tried to put an end to The Elite. You've come a long way from X-Rated and myself beating you and Death for the Tag Team Titles. Instead of being a nobody, instead of being a bump in the road, instead of just being a cheap joke.
...
*Dake pauses.*
Dake: Instead of all that, you've graduated yourself to just being stupid, blind, and ignorant of what's going on around you. So, continue to be the "cool, calculating, rich, good looking, bad guy" you have built yourself up to be. And while you're doing all that ... I'll be turning your world upside down. Paying attention to what matters, and ... oh yeah ... beating you for your world title.
*Dake lets a smirk cross his face. A cocky smirk, full of self confidence and arrogance. That same smirk he's always had.
Dake: Tonight though. The *shaky scared voice* Team of Treachery.
*Dake waves his fingers at the camera in a classic Scott Hall fashion.*
Dake: Right. I'm supposed to be worried about facing our resident cry baby, Logan, and his ... what I'm starting to assume is more than just a tag team partner, Jack of Blades. Right. I'm supposed to be worried about mister, "I've Had a Bad Day." and his silent comrade. Right. Yeah ... right. Logan while you continue to annoy everyone with your constant bitching and hints at retirement only to go back on them and just sum it up with you ... having a headache and a bad day, and Jack of Blades while you continue to, seemingly, take a vacation from WCF television only showing up to get your ass stomped by former XGWO friends of mine. Yeah ... right. I'm supposed to be worried about this.
You two are a joke.
The Team of Treachery is a joke.
I mean hell. Look at this situation. Dake Ken and rival Johnny Reb against the biggest joke in the WCF.
AND I'M SUPPOSED TO BE WORRIED ABOUT THIS?
Worried about the washed up "legend" and the "Robin" of the group. Yeah right.
Just give it up. Retire. Spare us the pain. Give up. Let it go. Retire. Do it.
*Dake laughs*
Dake: You know I was deemed "Wrestler of the Week." Which I think is fitting. However, with everything that is about to transpire. With me returning to the top of the WCF. You might as well go ahead and deem me "Wrestler of the Month." Hell ... after I get to the top I'm not going anywhere so we might as well just finish it up and put it on WCF.com
*Dake stretches his hands as if holding text.*
Dake:
"Wrestler of the Year: Dake Ken."
