Post by khardaway on Apr 24, 2007 23:28:33 GMT -5
*The scene opens up to Jay Williams and his wife Amy on an airplane flying to...*checks list* Montreal, Quebec for the Overheated PPV. Amy is seen sleeping on a pillow as Jay is multi-tasking...watching the movie which is some crap tearjerker...I think it's The Notebook *shudders* Well, he's doing that and typing up on his computer. All of a sudden, Amy wakes up and taps Jay's shoulder in which he takes off his headphones*
Amy-Skye Williams: Can I talk to you for a minute, love?
Jay Williams: Sure, what's up?
Amy-Skye Williams: Listen, I uhh...I apologize for the past few weeks. The way i've been acting to you and how much i've been a bitch. I didn't mean the things I have said over the weeks.
Jay Williams: Sweetie, you know i'll forgive you. You just had me worried that was all. I thought you were pregnant or something and you were going to tell me that I wasn't the father.
Amy-Skye Williams: What? Hell no!! Damn, you are still worried about that photo album. It's nothing, I swear. A little promotional pictures here and there, I needed to get on my feet, love. Luckily enough, you came at the right time and look at us now, we're on a plane flying together, in which i'll be by your side this Sunday when you get another victory against Mike Ragnal and Biohazard.
Jay Williams: Thanks love.
Amy-Skye Williams: As always.
*They share a sweet kiss (awwwwww) as she lays back on the pillow and Jay keeps working on his computer. That is...until he feels a sharp pain on his lower leg. He ignores it and goes back to his normal work...until he feels it again. He decides to push his desk back and checks under the seat to which he sees...A SNAKE! Jay screams in which gets everybody awake. Amy awakes too*
Amy-Skye Williams: What's wrong, love?
Jay Williams: *whispering* There's a snake underneath the seat
Amy-Skye Williams: A SNAKE?
*Now she's done it...panic ensues as the vents in the plane dodge out to reveal tons of snakes crawling everywhere to which a bunch of people scream. Weird ass music starts playing now as Jay gets on the speaker mic and tries to not ensue chaos of any sort.*
Jay Williams: EVERYBODY? We need to calm down, someone can save us.
*Oh my god, it's Sanjaya Malakar from American Idol. (Don't ask how I know this, shut the fuck up)
Sanjaya Malakar: I can.
*Sanjaya walks a step before a wave of snakes maul him down like next week's buffet at the motherfucking Sizzler*
Jay Williams: Ok. I meant somebody with strength, power, and it doesn't hurt if he's a bad mother...
Amy-Skye Williams: Shut your mouth.
Jay Williams: What?
*Out walks a shadowy figure with a shotgun*
Samuel L. Jackson: That's it...I have had it with these MOTHERFUCKING SNAKES on this MOTHERFUCKING PLANE!
Jay Williams: Told you.
Amy-Skye Williams: Figures.
*Samuel L. Jackson starts shooting all of these snakes with his shotgun as green crap and such fly over the people...until he faces...THE BIG SNAKE OF DOOM! (lightning strikes the plane). Sam Jackson just so happens to be out of ammo.*
Samuel L. Jackson: Oh shit. I'm fucked. It's all up to you, motherfucker.
*He grabs a parachute and divebombs out of the plane like a bat out of hell*
Jay Williams: Oh shit, thanks alot asshole.
*The snake is about ready to eat Jay whole...until...another shadowy figure comes in. IT'S CHUCK NORRIS! He roundhouse kicks the snake to death as it stands there dead as the plane finally lands and everybody gets off...that's when Jay speaks up,*
Jay Williams: Thank you Chuck Norris
Fuckin' Chuck Norris: Thank you, Jay.
*Jay does some weird ass "representing" thing. Chuck Norris then disappears out of the blue...why, because he's fucking Chuck Norris. That's when Jay sees the WCF cameraman in front of him rolling.*
Jay Williams: You see guys, if it wasn't for me out on that plane. Samuel L. Jackson or Chuck Norris wouldn't of saved the day. And that is one of the reasons why...this Sunday at Payback, you don't need venom acid...I want that though...or some hot chick waiting for you hand and foot...although I actually have that as we speak. Weird isn't it? No offense Amy. Jay Williams...just note that he is here to stay in the WCF, and this Sunday will finally be proven that I can rise above the best and climb the ladder to success. Hope you've had a good day, and see you Sunday.
*Before the camera fades, you see Samuel L. Jackson walk behind Jay and Amy*
Samuel L. Jackson: Where's my motherfucking movie check?
*Scene fade*
Amy-Skye Williams: Can I talk to you for a minute, love?
Jay Williams: Sure, what's up?
Amy-Skye Williams: Listen, I uhh...I apologize for the past few weeks. The way i've been acting to you and how much i've been a bitch. I didn't mean the things I have said over the weeks.
Jay Williams: Sweetie, you know i'll forgive you. You just had me worried that was all. I thought you were pregnant or something and you were going to tell me that I wasn't the father.
Amy-Skye Williams: What? Hell no!! Damn, you are still worried about that photo album. It's nothing, I swear. A little promotional pictures here and there, I needed to get on my feet, love. Luckily enough, you came at the right time and look at us now, we're on a plane flying together, in which i'll be by your side this Sunday when you get another victory against Mike Ragnal and Biohazard.
Jay Williams: Thanks love.
Amy-Skye Williams: As always.
*They share a sweet kiss (awwwwww) as she lays back on the pillow and Jay keeps working on his computer. That is...until he feels a sharp pain on his lower leg. He ignores it and goes back to his normal work...until he feels it again. He decides to push his desk back and checks under the seat to which he sees...A SNAKE! Jay screams in which gets everybody awake. Amy awakes too*
Amy-Skye Williams: What's wrong, love?
Jay Williams: *whispering* There's a snake underneath the seat
Amy-Skye Williams: A SNAKE?
*Now she's done it...panic ensues as the vents in the plane dodge out to reveal tons of snakes crawling everywhere to which a bunch of people scream. Weird ass music starts playing now as Jay gets on the speaker mic and tries to not ensue chaos of any sort.*
Jay Williams: EVERYBODY? We need to calm down, someone can save us.
*Oh my god, it's Sanjaya Malakar from American Idol. (Don't ask how I know this, shut the fuck up)
Sanjaya Malakar: I can.
*Sanjaya walks a step before a wave of snakes maul him down like next week's buffet at the motherfucking Sizzler*
Jay Williams: Ok. I meant somebody with strength, power, and it doesn't hurt if he's a bad mother...
Amy-Skye Williams: Shut your mouth.
Jay Williams: What?
*Out walks a shadowy figure with a shotgun*
Samuel L. Jackson: That's it...I have had it with these MOTHERFUCKING SNAKES on this MOTHERFUCKING PLANE!
Jay Williams: Told you.
Amy-Skye Williams: Figures.
*Samuel L. Jackson starts shooting all of these snakes with his shotgun as green crap and such fly over the people...until he faces...THE BIG SNAKE OF DOOM! (lightning strikes the plane). Sam Jackson just so happens to be out of ammo.*
Samuel L. Jackson: Oh shit. I'm fucked. It's all up to you, motherfucker.
*He grabs a parachute and divebombs out of the plane like a bat out of hell*
Jay Williams: Oh shit, thanks alot asshole.
*The snake is about ready to eat Jay whole...until...another shadowy figure comes in. IT'S CHUCK NORRIS! He roundhouse kicks the snake to death as it stands there dead as the plane finally lands and everybody gets off...that's when Jay speaks up,*
Jay Williams: Thank you Chuck Norris
Fuckin' Chuck Norris: Thank you, Jay.
*Jay does some weird ass "representing" thing. Chuck Norris then disappears out of the blue...why, because he's fucking Chuck Norris. That's when Jay sees the WCF cameraman in front of him rolling.*
Jay Williams: You see guys, if it wasn't for me out on that plane. Samuel L. Jackson or Chuck Norris wouldn't of saved the day. And that is one of the reasons why...this Sunday at Payback, you don't need venom acid...I want that though...or some hot chick waiting for you hand and foot...although I actually have that as we speak. Weird isn't it? No offense Amy. Jay Williams...just note that he is here to stay in the WCF, and this Sunday will finally be proven that I can rise above the best and climb the ladder to success. Hope you've had a good day, and see you Sunday.
*Before the camera fades, you see Samuel L. Jackson walk behind Jay and Amy*
Samuel L. Jackson: Where's my motherfucking movie check?
*Scene fade*
