Post by Ryan Blake on Oct 24, 2011 16:59:33 GMT -5
The Alliance
Vs
Lawnmower Jones and Switches the Clown
The scene opens to Ryan and Odin again, they are now just getting back into the car to leave Ryan’s dad’s house. They get in Ryan’s car and begin to drive back home.
Ryan: Alright so now we just have to go back to the house, put together this table and bring it to the arena.
Odin: yea, I can’t wait to put them through it. We should do this with every single one of our opponents.
Ryan: Do you know how much money it will cost us to buy all of these coffee tables?
Odin: No idiot, we rent the tables.
Ryan: yea, and when you return them in pieces, they’re going to make us pay for them.
Odin: Oh what ever! So what do you think about our opponents this week anyway?
Ryan: I think they were assigned for us to kill.
Odin: huh?
Ryan: Yea, I mean think about, they must be like a warm up match for you and I leading up to our real matches at Helloween. If you really look at it the way I do, they have no chance in hell they’re going to beat us. We are the fucking perfect alliance and they are just a sad clown and a lawnmower. Seriously, just think of the physical ability comparison between the two of us to the two of them. They are so fat and out of shape. They have a 3 to 1 fat to brain ratio. We got switches who is just mentally and physicly unfit, and lawnmower Jones who is just plane nasty. I don’t know if I’ll even be able to touch them in the ring.
Odin: yea I’ll be sure to keep my distance too, I don’t want their rabies or whatever else they have.
Ryan laughs.
Ryan: well I know one thing for sure, we will beat them.
Odin: ofcourse we will.
Ryan: I think we are damn well one of the best teams in WCF history. We have a wrestler who has taken down the best of the best more times than any person can count, and who has been wrestling for longer than half these people in the game. And then we have me, the apprentice, who is younger, no offence, faster, no offence, and at some moments smarter, no offence.
Odin: none taken, just watch it.
Odin glares at Ryan, and Ryan just turns his head and laughs.
Ryan: Well, im just saying, I sometimes do something you cant do, but obviously you also do the same. Which is good, we have no gaps in our talent as a tag team. You are an ex champion, im an ex champion.
Odin: easy there now with the ex champion thing, you’re starting to sound a bit like D-Day.
They chuckle
Odin: besides, I’m going to get that title back in no time, you watch me.
Ryan: Hell yea, I have no doubt about that. You’ve always been good at keeping whats yours. I think that what Reb did to get the title was just what he had to do. And as much as I hate him, and I’d hate to say this, I say good for him. Not that I think he deserved it, but hey he worked hard and got what he wanted. What ever. Everyone knows his rein will be short lived. You can’t take the kings crown and expect not to die for it.
Odin: and die he will. I agree with you like whip cream agrees with nipples.
Ryan: that’s sick Odin…
Odin: sick, but true… like my aunt Steve. Ugh… But so what about you man? Don’t you want some gold too?
Ryan: Yea, I guess so… but I don’t know what to go for man.
Odin: let’s see… hardcore, television…decisions, decisions.
Ryan: Well I can’t go for the TV title just yet, I have to wait a few weeks after helloween and then maybe I can get a match in there. I know I don’t want to go for hardcore because I can’t do that shit. That match with Baines back in August almost killed both of us!
Odin: Yea, that pretty face is all you have!
Ryan: oh shut up!
Odin: I’m just saying.
Ryan: Well I’ll be going for gold, sooner rather than later and when I do, it will be epic.
They pull up to the house, Ryan and Odin get out of the car and head toward the house as the scene fades to black.
Vs
Lawnmower Jones and Switches the Clown
The scene opens to Ryan and Odin again, they are now just getting back into the car to leave Ryan’s dad’s house. They get in Ryan’s car and begin to drive back home.
Ryan: Alright so now we just have to go back to the house, put together this table and bring it to the arena.
Odin: yea, I can’t wait to put them through it. We should do this with every single one of our opponents.
Ryan: Do you know how much money it will cost us to buy all of these coffee tables?
Odin: No idiot, we rent the tables.
Ryan: yea, and when you return them in pieces, they’re going to make us pay for them.
Odin: Oh what ever! So what do you think about our opponents this week anyway?
Ryan: I think they were assigned for us to kill.
Odin: huh?
Ryan: Yea, I mean think about, they must be like a warm up match for you and I leading up to our real matches at Helloween. If you really look at it the way I do, they have no chance in hell they’re going to beat us. We are the fucking perfect alliance and they are just a sad clown and a lawnmower. Seriously, just think of the physical ability comparison between the two of us to the two of them. They are so fat and out of shape. They have a 3 to 1 fat to brain ratio. We got switches who is just mentally and physicly unfit, and lawnmower Jones who is just plane nasty. I don’t know if I’ll even be able to touch them in the ring.
Odin: yea I’ll be sure to keep my distance too, I don’t want their rabies or whatever else they have.
Ryan laughs.
Ryan: well I know one thing for sure, we will beat them.
Odin: ofcourse we will.
Ryan: I think we are damn well one of the best teams in WCF history. We have a wrestler who has taken down the best of the best more times than any person can count, and who has been wrestling for longer than half these people in the game. And then we have me, the apprentice, who is younger, no offence, faster, no offence, and at some moments smarter, no offence.
Odin: none taken, just watch it.
Odin glares at Ryan, and Ryan just turns his head and laughs.
Ryan: Well, im just saying, I sometimes do something you cant do, but obviously you also do the same. Which is good, we have no gaps in our talent as a tag team. You are an ex champion, im an ex champion.
Odin: easy there now with the ex champion thing, you’re starting to sound a bit like D-Day.
They chuckle
Odin: besides, I’m going to get that title back in no time, you watch me.
Ryan: Hell yea, I have no doubt about that. You’ve always been good at keeping whats yours. I think that what Reb did to get the title was just what he had to do. And as much as I hate him, and I’d hate to say this, I say good for him. Not that I think he deserved it, but hey he worked hard and got what he wanted. What ever. Everyone knows his rein will be short lived. You can’t take the kings crown and expect not to die for it.
Odin: and die he will. I agree with you like whip cream agrees with nipples.
Ryan: that’s sick Odin…
Odin: sick, but true… like my aunt Steve. Ugh… But so what about you man? Don’t you want some gold too?
Ryan: Yea, I guess so… but I don’t know what to go for man.
Odin: let’s see… hardcore, television…decisions, decisions.
Ryan: Well I can’t go for the TV title just yet, I have to wait a few weeks after helloween and then maybe I can get a match in there. I know I don’t want to go for hardcore because I can’t do that shit. That match with Baines back in August almost killed both of us!
Odin: Yea, that pretty face is all you have!
Ryan: oh shut up!
Odin: I’m just saying.
Ryan: Well I’ll be going for gold, sooner rather than later and when I do, it will be epic.
They pull up to the house, Ryan and Odin get out of the car and head toward the house as the scene fades to black.
