Post by Torture on Jul 1, 2009 2:11:57 GMT -5
Tiffany: I understand you've lost the GWC Title and now the WCF World Title but not everything in your life is gone.
- Torture is sitting on his couch staring holes right through his blank television screen. His eyes are bloodshot, his hair is a mess, his five o'clock shadow is past it's due, and his face tells the story of a million warriors who want to fight for everything they got.. or lack thereof.
Tiffany: The mail came.. you see it?
- No response.
Tiffany: You haven't talked or hardly slept in four days.
- She says this as she sifts through the mail. She gets to a letter from an R. Mad. She opens the envelope..
Tiffany: A 'Mad' just sent you a short letter saying 'Feast for a Champion' with a hand drawn picture of a hot dog.
- Torture jumps out of the couch and walks right over to Tiffany. He grabs the paper out of her hands and reads it himself.
Tiffany: So it wasn't who we thought it was.. it was Mad sending you this the entire time?
- Torture turns around and punches a lamp right off his desk. Turning to the left once more he kicks over a tall book shelf, and grabs the couch and throws it halfway across the room. Tiffany gets over to him and tries to calm him down but Torture turns around to face her, picks her up and throws her on to the floor. He leaves the living room kicking his front door open and walks outside. Tiffany screams from the living room as he gets into his H2. She screams again. Torture drives the H2 in reverse right through his gate, and hits the street. Destination: Unknown.
- Torture is sitting on his couch staring holes right through his blank television screen. His eyes are bloodshot, his hair is a mess, his five o'clock shadow is past it's due, and his face tells the story of a million warriors who want to fight for everything they got.. or lack thereof.
Tiffany: The mail came.. you see it?
- No response.
Tiffany: You haven't talked or hardly slept in four days.
- She says this as she sifts through the mail. She gets to a letter from an R. Mad. She opens the envelope..
Tiffany: A 'Mad' just sent you a short letter saying 'Feast for a Champion' with a hand drawn picture of a hot dog.
- Torture jumps out of the couch and walks right over to Tiffany. He grabs the paper out of her hands and reads it himself.
Tiffany: So it wasn't who we thought it was.. it was Mad sending you this the entire time?
- Torture turns around and punches a lamp right off his desk. Turning to the left once more he kicks over a tall book shelf, and grabs the couch and throws it halfway across the room. Tiffany gets over to him and tries to calm him down but Torture turns around to face her, picks her up and throws her on to the floor. He leaves the living room kicking his front door open and walks outside. Tiffany screams from the living room as he gets into his H2. She screams again. Torture drives the H2 in reverse right through his gate, and hits the street. Destination: Unknown.
