Post by logan on Aug 24, 2006 19:37:48 GMT -5
We return back to Logan's living room, the scene is the same, no lighting at all. Logan is still in the same spot, and maybe only a few hours have passed since the last we've seen him. The ice cream on his face has dried, and melted. Logan stares at the camera man.
Logan: Sorry to call you back so soon, but I'm getting kind of lonely. I'm getting like Torture, I need to be filmed constantly.. even when I eat lunch.
Logan reaches underneath him, ripping up the bag of crushed up chips he was perviously sitting on. Logan finds a whole piece of chip which hasn't been broken, he goes to dip it in the ice cream but it quickly breaks in half. Logan sighs.
Logan: Oh boudle sticks.. well, I guess you can't film me eating lunch. I've got more food in the fridge, I'm just too lazy to get up, and get it. Maybe you could help me out..?
Logan stares at the camera.
Logan: No? Well, that's too bad. I think I still had some taco bell in there from yesterday.
Logan looks down for a moment, rubbing his stomach, and shaking his head.
Logan: Ever since Torture said something about how I don't train, well.. it's been getting to me. I won't lie about that. He's right, I am getting kind of old. Not that it's going stop me from winning, or.. eating the rest of this ice cream!
Logan grabs another spoon full of ice cream, and stuffs it in his mouth.
Logan: It was cold a few hours ago. I thought about putting it back in the freezer, but I didn't feel like getting up, I didn't want to let it sit here, and spoil so I guess..
Logan gobbles up another spoon full.
Logan: Maybe I could just finish it off? You know, this ice cream, and Torture are pretty similar. Their cold at first, and they slowly both begin to melt down to nothing but soft cream.. I guess what I'm trying to say Torture, is that your soft. You may feel tough right now, but after ten minutes in the ring with this.. your going melt down, break down, and get soft. Eh, here I go again.. comparing you to things. I know you just hate that, right? Yup. I don't really understand why I do, you just remind me of stuff. By stuff, I mean farts, ice cream, puppets, people I've beat whom you've never faced, crap, boudle, and crap. That pretty much sums it up. I don't really know what else to think of you Torture, your kind of mysterious in a way. First off, your name. Okay, you've got to change it. I'm surprised they even put your name, with my name in the same match. Yeah, your world champion.. so what? I've already won the freakin thing four times, how is five times going make a difference? I'm sure it won't really, that's just who I am. I beat the rising stars of WCF, and prove them wrong. That's what defines me. I did hear you mention something about me, that how I did nothing in 2005. Actually, I won the world title in 2005. Then, I get fired. Yeah, that's true.. I got fired as world champion, boo hoo.. trying to hold down the man of treachery. Plus, you try to tell me I don't have my facts straight? Haha, look at yourself. Don't be such a hypocrite. When did I ever "sleep" my way to the top? Oh, never. I've been fired more times in this place than more belts you've won in this place. Oh yeah, I really get the advantage.. I'm really "sleeping" my way to victory.
Logan yawns.
Logan: Speaking of sleeping, I really could go for a nap right now. I tell you what camera man, you wake me up in an hour.. or you could just record me the whole time. Huh? Why not? Torture has a camera man follow him everywhere! Eh, whatever.. wake me in one hour.
Logan farts, before closing his eyes as the scene fades out.
Logan: Sorry to call you back so soon, but I'm getting kind of lonely. I'm getting like Torture, I need to be filmed constantly.. even when I eat lunch.
Logan reaches underneath him, ripping up the bag of crushed up chips he was perviously sitting on. Logan finds a whole piece of chip which hasn't been broken, he goes to dip it in the ice cream but it quickly breaks in half. Logan sighs.
Logan: Oh boudle sticks.. well, I guess you can't film me eating lunch. I've got more food in the fridge, I'm just too lazy to get up, and get it. Maybe you could help me out..?
Logan stares at the camera.
Logan: No? Well, that's too bad. I think I still had some taco bell in there from yesterday.
Logan looks down for a moment, rubbing his stomach, and shaking his head.
Logan: Ever since Torture said something about how I don't train, well.. it's been getting to me. I won't lie about that. He's right, I am getting kind of old. Not that it's going stop me from winning, or.. eating the rest of this ice cream!
Logan grabs another spoon full of ice cream, and stuffs it in his mouth.
Logan: It was cold a few hours ago. I thought about putting it back in the freezer, but I didn't feel like getting up, I didn't want to let it sit here, and spoil so I guess..
Logan gobbles up another spoon full.
Logan: Maybe I could just finish it off? You know, this ice cream, and Torture are pretty similar. Their cold at first, and they slowly both begin to melt down to nothing but soft cream.. I guess what I'm trying to say Torture, is that your soft. You may feel tough right now, but after ten minutes in the ring with this.. your going melt down, break down, and get soft. Eh, here I go again.. comparing you to things. I know you just hate that, right? Yup. I don't really understand why I do, you just remind me of stuff. By stuff, I mean farts, ice cream, puppets, people I've beat whom you've never faced, crap, boudle, and crap. That pretty much sums it up. I don't really know what else to think of you Torture, your kind of mysterious in a way. First off, your name. Okay, you've got to change it. I'm surprised they even put your name, with my name in the same match. Yeah, your world champion.. so what? I've already won the freakin thing four times, how is five times going make a difference? I'm sure it won't really, that's just who I am. I beat the rising stars of WCF, and prove them wrong. That's what defines me. I did hear you mention something about me, that how I did nothing in 2005. Actually, I won the world title in 2005. Then, I get fired. Yeah, that's true.. I got fired as world champion, boo hoo.. trying to hold down the man of treachery. Plus, you try to tell me I don't have my facts straight? Haha, look at yourself. Don't be such a hypocrite. When did I ever "sleep" my way to the top? Oh, never. I've been fired more times in this place than more belts you've won in this place. Oh yeah, I really get the advantage.. I'm really "sleeping" my way to victory.
Logan yawns.
Logan: Speaking of sleeping, I really could go for a nap right now. I tell you what camera man, you wake me up in an hour.. or you could just record me the whole time. Huh? Why not? Torture has a camera man follow him everywhere! Eh, whatever.. wake me in one hour.
Logan farts, before closing his eyes as the scene fades out.
