Post by Odin Balfore on May 22, 2011 19:00:52 GMT -5
“ Only The Strong” Part 1
RP2
WCF- Slam!
Odin Balfore
Vs
Mr.FPV
* Odin and Gill are back in Odin’s Home town of RobinsDale, Minnesota; getting lunch at a local Dennys. Both seem undecided as they flip through the menu. *
Gill: … .. .. .. ..
Odin: Naa, I don’t really feel like getting nachos.
Gill: .. .. ..
Odin: Potato skins sound good- What do you wana get to drink? How about a Razdango ?
Gill: … … …
Odin: Yeah, It does sound too much like dingo but I assure you, there’s no dogs.
Gill: .. .. …
Odin: Fine, Don’t trust it. Get a coke.
Gill: .. .. …
Odin: No, your not getting a lumberjack slam.
Gill: .. .. .. .
Odin: You know you won’t finish it.
Gill: .. .. .. .
Odin: I said no!
* Gill throws a fit per usual when he doesn’t get his way; knocking over the salt and pepper shakers, as well as the napkin holder before scampering off into the bathroom. Just as he walks away the waitress walks up to Odin to take his order. *
Waitress: What’s your pleasure hun?
*Odin flips through the menu again before closing it and places his order.*
Odin: Well I’ll have a Dr. Pepper an.. Uh… My friend will have a coke.
* The waitress scribbles down the drink order before asking if Odin wants any food.*
Waitress: Sure thing. Are you ready to order? You know what you wana eat ?
Odin: I’ll have the Country fried steak an eggs, white toast, side order of bacon and an order of endless pancakes.
* Endless pancakes? ENDLESS PANCAKES? Dear god Odin, you’re such a closet fatty. *
Waitress: What about your friend?
Odin: A regular grand slam will do fine. Eggs over medium, wheat toast.
Waitress: Sure thing hun, we’ll put that in right away.
* She leaves as a few more minutes pass before she comes back with the drink order just in time as Gilligan scampers back towards the table. *
Odin: Better?
Gill: .. … ..
Odin: Yeah, it’s a coke.
Gill: .. .. .. ..
Odin: Yeah, I guess I’m not suppose to be here.. According to FPV, they don’t have these places where I come from- yet here I am. Back home in the land of a thousand lakes; feels pretty good, gets me away from all that dry Texas heat. I know that I look out of place, but I ain’t no foreigner or from some long lost period of time.
Gill:.. … .. .
Odin: No, I didn’t get me a “ Big Winner” I don’t need a rely on a cheese burger to foreshadow my win. I got the country steak an eggs. I got you the grand slam; eggs over medium.
Gill: .. .. .. …
Odin: I know you like to drunk your toast, that’s why I got them.
* Speaking of eggs, here comes the waitress with the food. She sets then down and smiles. Odin waves her away as they’re about to dig in but wait.. There’s a problem.*
Gill:
* Damn is right. Those eggs aren’t over medium.. They’re scrambled- those black and white son’s of bitches! *
Gill:.. .. ..
Odin: No need to get crazy, Gill.
* Crazy? Crazy? There’s every reason in the book to get crazy. You can’t dunk toast in scrabled eggs.. it’ll be somebody’s ass, I can tell ya that much. Gill knocks his food onto the floor before storming off and making his way into the kitchen. Odin smirks and laughs to himself as he looks towards the camera. *
Odin: Are you listening FPV? Maybe you should.
( from the kitchen) Cook: What’s that a raccoon?
* Gilligan immediately leaps on the cook and starts mauling his face, knocking him to the ground. Gills fur muffles the cooks screams for help. *
Odin: You hear that? That’s the strong over coming the weak. That cook just learned the hard way that teres certain lines that you don’t cross. As foolish as it may be, it’s the principle of the matter. I can already see that things are heading down that path between us.
* as Odin pauses you can hear another staff member shouting from the kitchen. *
Odin: You say You’ve been in a few slump- yea you have- you’re in one now. Have I had my share, certainly but they are very few and far between. When you say slump though- I think of your career because that’s exactly what its been. Its hard for you talk as much as you do because well.. You don’t have the experience that I have. We’re not similar like you suggest, in fact we’re very much different. You’re entire career is a slump. You were and still quite honest, still are A JOURNEYMEN. You can get BACK to the top of the card, because you’ve never been on the TOP of the card. Right now FPV, this match against me is the closet you’ll ever get to seeing that top card spot.
You think that my fans are getting board with me because I’ve done it all? You couldn’t be further from the truth- my fans want to see my do it all over again because my fans still believe in me while yours.. Well.. Your fans are like redsox fans.. They hope beyond hope, against all doubt in foolish and fevered vain because it ain’t never gonna happen. Sure, they won a few titles like you’ve won a few matches. You NEED to try different approaches because you haven’t found what works for you.. While I have.
Sadly, you’re mistaken because my match last week against Bundy- was me slapping a big an around an if I can do all that to Bundy- you gotta wonder what I can do to you. Ever been chopped by me? No? well you will be. In fact you’ll be chopped, slammed, pressed.. Beaten, pummeled.. Everywhere from point A to Z, everywhere in between.. Pillar to post.. To Pakistan. This isn’t about knocking me out or dismantling me. Its about some try hard jobber tryin to pull up his bog boy pants- just like you used to do when you broke into daddy’s room and tried on his shoes, they don’t fit. You’ll find that out though- me an you. It just don’t work. You come at me, I’ll slap you down like little orphan Annie. You try and test me an I’ll put my foot through your chest. There’s no formula.. There’s no scientific method.. Only results.. Results that I know how to manipulate into my favor because I have the knowledge and tools to do so.. Something you lack an will always lack.
In your words at that all American diner- the place I’ve never been too supposedly you spoke like you’ve watched my career. You spoke like you had me scouted before I even walked in the door. “ most” of my matches? Have you even seen me wrestle; how could you ? If you had though, you’d know that there’s always a bit more then I lead on where as you’re just as you appear to be. So what ever “ formula” you got figured out, I’m glad for you. I’m glad for you because it ain’t gonna work. I’m glad that you feel that you got it all figured out so that when your little strategy fails you.. It’ll be all the more sweeter for me to have unraveled it.
There’s a reason I’ve been where I’ve been and you haven’t.. that’s why. You think you know something about me- you think you know something about the man you could never be or become. You think you know how to deal with situations that I’ve been in yet haven’t been in them yourself. You’re the one foolish enough to thin that this is just another match an “ laa dee daa”. There ain’t no pussy-footing around with me. As far as your finisher is concerned, it ain’t gunna happen. When I do make it to the pearly gate.. Saint peter will be there to greet me and he’s gonna ask me why I’m there an I’ll tell him straight up- “ The strong over come the weak” an I’ll just walk right in.. I’ll walk right in because there ain’t no force on earth or in the heavens above that can stop me!
So you eat you’re little American burger and drink your piss warm water, with your pen and pad, trying to get a beat on Odin but you have to remember the key DIFFERENCES between us:
You constantly change because nothing works for you.
I don’t change because I AM change. I adapt.. I survive..
I know what it takes to get to the top of a company.
I know how to stay there
I have the tools to accomplish my goals
You just pan handle for gold.
You’ve been jobbing and jerkin the curtain three years ago.
I was amassing titles and destroying promotions all because I felt like it.
Why FPV? Why the long list? Simple.. Because you know nothing of the strong.. The strong over come the weak- just like I’m going to over come you. That’s not some formula, that’s not some hypostasis, that’s not even wishful thinking. Its just a fact. that’s the law of the jungle.. My law.. And my law is absolute. At slam it’s the multi-time world champion, a top guy for the past eleven years against a curtain jerkin with a dream.. FPV, man.. This stories been told a million times an million times over it’s had the same outcome.. We’re gonna fight- you’re going to lose because you don’t have the depth, skill, knowledge, heart or mind like I do. So when I hit my Mark an your out on the mat- that formula racing through your mind and you’re asking yourself how you screwed up, where you went wrong; just remember these words:
The Strong.. Over come.. The weak.. So I have spoken.. So it shall.. Come to pass..
* Odin gets his fork out and starts to cut into his country steak and eggs as the scene starts to fade. *
~FINN
RP2
WCF- Slam!
Odin Balfore
Vs
Mr.FPV
* Odin and Gill are back in Odin’s Home town of RobinsDale, Minnesota; getting lunch at a local Dennys. Both seem undecided as they flip through the menu. *
Gill: … .. .. .. ..
Odin: Naa, I don’t really feel like getting nachos.
Gill: .. .. ..
Odin: Potato skins sound good- What do you wana get to drink? How about a Razdango ?
Gill: … … …
Odin: Yeah, It does sound too much like dingo but I assure you, there’s no dogs.
Gill: .. .. …
Odin: Fine, Don’t trust it. Get a coke.
Gill: .. .. …
Odin: No, your not getting a lumberjack slam.
Gill: .. .. .. .
Odin: You know you won’t finish it.
Gill: .. .. .. .
Odin: I said no!
* Gill throws a fit per usual when he doesn’t get his way; knocking over the salt and pepper shakers, as well as the napkin holder before scampering off into the bathroom. Just as he walks away the waitress walks up to Odin to take his order. *
Waitress: What’s your pleasure hun?
*Odin flips through the menu again before closing it and places his order.*
Odin: Well I’ll have a Dr. Pepper an.. Uh… My friend will have a coke.
* The waitress scribbles down the drink order before asking if Odin wants any food.*
Waitress: Sure thing. Are you ready to order? You know what you wana eat ?
Odin: I’ll have the Country fried steak an eggs, white toast, side order of bacon and an order of endless pancakes.
* Endless pancakes? ENDLESS PANCAKES? Dear god Odin, you’re such a closet fatty. *
Waitress: What about your friend?
Odin: A regular grand slam will do fine. Eggs over medium, wheat toast.
Waitress: Sure thing hun, we’ll put that in right away.
* She leaves as a few more minutes pass before she comes back with the drink order just in time as Gilligan scampers back towards the table. *
Odin: Better?
Gill: .. … ..
Odin: Yeah, it’s a coke.
Gill: .. .. .. ..
Odin: Yeah, I guess I’m not suppose to be here.. According to FPV, they don’t have these places where I come from- yet here I am. Back home in the land of a thousand lakes; feels pretty good, gets me away from all that dry Texas heat. I know that I look out of place, but I ain’t no foreigner or from some long lost period of time.
Gill:.. … .. .
Odin: No, I didn’t get me a “ Big Winner” I don’t need a rely on a cheese burger to foreshadow my win. I got the country steak an eggs. I got you the grand slam; eggs over medium.
Gill: .. .. .. …
Odin: I know you like to drunk your toast, that’s why I got them.
* Speaking of eggs, here comes the waitress with the food. She sets then down and smiles. Odin waves her away as they’re about to dig in but wait.. There’s a problem.*
Gill:
* Damn is right. Those eggs aren’t over medium.. They’re scrambled- those black and white son’s of bitches! *
Gill:.. .. ..
Odin: No need to get crazy, Gill.
* Crazy? Crazy? There’s every reason in the book to get crazy. You can’t dunk toast in scrabled eggs.. it’ll be somebody’s ass, I can tell ya that much. Gill knocks his food onto the floor before storming off and making his way into the kitchen. Odin smirks and laughs to himself as he looks towards the camera. *
Odin: Are you listening FPV? Maybe you should.
( from the kitchen) Cook: What’s that a raccoon?
* Gilligan immediately leaps on the cook and starts mauling his face, knocking him to the ground. Gills fur muffles the cooks screams for help. *
Odin: You hear that? That’s the strong over coming the weak. That cook just learned the hard way that teres certain lines that you don’t cross. As foolish as it may be, it’s the principle of the matter. I can already see that things are heading down that path between us.
* as Odin pauses you can hear another staff member shouting from the kitchen. *
Odin: You say You’ve been in a few slump- yea you have- you’re in one now. Have I had my share, certainly but they are very few and far between. When you say slump though- I think of your career because that’s exactly what its been. Its hard for you talk as much as you do because well.. You don’t have the experience that I have. We’re not similar like you suggest, in fact we’re very much different. You’re entire career is a slump. You were and still quite honest, still are A JOURNEYMEN. You can get BACK to the top of the card, because you’ve never been on the TOP of the card. Right now FPV, this match against me is the closet you’ll ever get to seeing that top card spot.
You think that my fans are getting board with me because I’ve done it all? You couldn’t be further from the truth- my fans want to see my do it all over again because my fans still believe in me while yours.. Well.. Your fans are like redsox fans.. They hope beyond hope, against all doubt in foolish and fevered vain because it ain’t never gonna happen. Sure, they won a few titles like you’ve won a few matches. You NEED to try different approaches because you haven’t found what works for you.. While I have.
Sadly, you’re mistaken because my match last week against Bundy- was me slapping a big an around an if I can do all that to Bundy- you gotta wonder what I can do to you. Ever been chopped by me? No? well you will be. In fact you’ll be chopped, slammed, pressed.. Beaten, pummeled.. Everywhere from point A to Z, everywhere in between.. Pillar to post.. To Pakistan. This isn’t about knocking me out or dismantling me. Its about some try hard jobber tryin to pull up his bog boy pants- just like you used to do when you broke into daddy’s room and tried on his shoes, they don’t fit. You’ll find that out though- me an you. It just don’t work. You come at me, I’ll slap you down like little orphan Annie. You try and test me an I’ll put my foot through your chest. There’s no formula.. There’s no scientific method.. Only results.. Results that I know how to manipulate into my favor because I have the knowledge and tools to do so.. Something you lack an will always lack.
In your words at that all American diner- the place I’ve never been too supposedly you spoke like you’ve watched my career. You spoke like you had me scouted before I even walked in the door. “ most” of my matches? Have you even seen me wrestle; how could you ? If you had though, you’d know that there’s always a bit more then I lead on where as you’re just as you appear to be. So what ever “ formula” you got figured out, I’m glad for you. I’m glad for you because it ain’t gonna work. I’m glad that you feel that you got it all figured out so that when your little strategy fails you.. It’ll be all the more sweeter for me to have unraveled it.
There’s a reason I’ve been where I’ve been and you haven’t.. that’s why. You think you know something about me- you think you know something about the man you could never be or become. You think you know how to deal with situations that I’ve been in yet haven’t been in them yourself. You’re the one foolish enough to thin that this is just another match an “ laa dee daa”. There ain’t no pussy-footing around with me. As far as your finisher is concerned, it ain’t gunna happen. When I do make it to the pearly gate.. Saint peter will be there to greet me and he’s gonna ask me why I’m there an I’ll tell him straight up- “ The strong over come the weak” an I’ll just walk right in.. I’ll walk right in because there ain’t no force on earth or in the heavens above that can stop me!
So you eat you’re little American burger and drink your piss warm water, with your pen and pad, trying to get a beat on Odin but you have to remember the key DIFFERENCES between us:
You constantly change because nothing works for you.
I don’t change because I AM change. I adapt.. I survive..
I know what it takes to get to the top of a company.
I know how to stay there
I have the tools to accomplish my goals
You just pan handle for gold.
You’ve been jobbing and jerkin the curtain three years ago.
I was amassing titles and destroying promotions all because I felt like it.
Why FPV? Why the long list? Simple.. Because you know nothing of the strong.. The strong over come the weak- just like I’m going to over come you. That’s not some formula, that’s not some hypostasis, that’s not even wishful thinking. Its just a fact. that’s the law of the jungle.. My law.. And my law is absolute. At slam it’s the multi-time world champion, a top guy for the past eleven years against a curtain jerkin with a dream.. FPV, man.. This stories been told a million times an million times over it’s had the same outcome.. We’re gonna fight- you’re going to lose because you don’t have the depth, skill, knowledge, heart or mind like I do. So when I hit my Mark an your out on the mat- that formula racing through your mind and you’re asking yourself how you screwed up, where you went wrong; just remember these words:
The Strong.. Over come.. The weak.. So I have spoken.. So it shall.. Come to pass..
* Odin gets his fork out and starts to cut into his country steak and eggs as the scene starts to fade. *
~FINN
