Post by dragon on Feb 13, 2008 1:14:40 GMT -5
Xplode bursts through a set of double doors! Dressed in a pair of denim jeans and a black EUW t-shirt, he stops at the first person he sees. Unfortunately, that person was a backstage repair man. Grabbing the man by his shirt, Xplode yanks him closer. The man's hat falls to the ground in the tussle.
"TELL ME I AM IN THE DAMN PAY PER VIEW!" screamed Xplode
"I don't know! I....I..I don't know!" the man responded.
Tossing the man to the side, the worker collided with a bunch of packing boxes as he fell into the corner. Making his way through the garage, he entered the hallway.
"WARRIOR! DAMMIT WARRIOR!" Xplode screamed to anyone who would be willing to hear.
A former wrestler, now show producer approached Xplode and responded..
"Uuum, you won't make many friends here that way. Especially the commissioner. You should.."
"Does it look like I give a damn about friends! I am the BEST dam athlete to come to this company in years! Not using my dam talents is not only a outrage to my fans.....it is the very reason that this show is in the sorry shape it is in! Now why don't you take your washed up career...and go ...home." responded Xplode.
Making his way down the hallway, Xplode started opening every door that he came across. Finally realizing he was not getting any answers, Xplode headed ringside. As he got to the entrance he stopped to grab another repair person walking by...
"I am going out there right now... And I am gonna give that commissioner a peace of my mind. There is no one in this company that can hold a candle to........."
Realizing the he was no longer alone with the repair man. Xplode slowly turned around and found himself looking into the chest of Oblivion. Slowly raising his head, Xplode took a step back.
"Look son...." Oblivion began.
"I don't give a crap how many of these repair goons you throw around. YOU need to learn one thing however..."
The repairman behind Xplode slowly sneaks away.
"YOU need to learn that this is not VIP wrestling anymore. YOU need to learn that there is some damn good people here. And truthfully.... you ain't the best fighter in this company. You see..that would mean you are better then me...and i KNOW that ain't true!" Oblivion stated.
"Uum, I have known you awhile Oblivion. You and your little weird friend there. I got respect for you. Sooo, uum, I will turn around and go calm down as a favor to YOU. This isn't over however....I will be in that pay per view one way, or another!" And with that response, Xplode turned around and headed back to where he came from.
Oblivion stared at Xplode as he left, then when all trace of the angered man was gone, he turned towards Raviel who was now staring down the hall as well. Raviel then looked up at Oblivion and then said...
"Kids."
(camera fades out)
"TELL ME I AM IN THE DAMN PAY PER VIEW!" screamed Xplode
"I don't know! I....I..I don't know!" the man responded.
Tossing the man to the side, the worker collided with a bunch of packing boxes as he fell into the corner. Making his way through the garage, he entered the hallway.
"WARRIOR! DAMMIT WARRIOR!" Xplode screamed to anyone who would be willing to hear.
A former wrestler, now show producer approached Xplode and responded..
"Uuum, you won't make many friends here that way. Especially the commissioner. You should.."
"Does it look like I give a damn about friends! I am the BEST dam athlete to come to this company in years! Not using my dam talents is not only a outrage to my fans.....it is the very reason that this show is in the sorry shape it is in! Now why don't you take your washed up career...and go ...home." responded Xplode.
Making his way down the hallway, Xplode started opening every door that he came across. Finally realizing he was not getting any answers, Xplode headed ringside. As he got to the entrance he stopped to grab another repair person walking by...
"I am going out there right now... And I am gonna give that commissioner a peace of my mind. There is no one in this company that can hold a candle to........."
Realizing the he was no longer alone with the repair man. Xplode slowly turned around and found himself looking into the chest of Oblivion. Slowly raising his head, Xplode took a step back.
"Look son...." Oblivion began.
"I don't give a crap how many of these repair goons you throw around. YOU need to learn one thing however..."
The repairman behind Xplode slowly sneaks away.
"YOU need to learn that this is not VIP wrestling anymore. YOU need to learn that there is some damn good people here. And truthfully.... you ain't the best fighter in this company. You see..that would mean you are better then me...and i KNOW that ain't true!" Oblivion stated.
"Uum, I have known you awhile Oblivion. You and your little weird friend there. I got respect for you. Sooo, uum, I will turn around and go calm down as a favor to YOU. This isn't over however....I will be in that pay per view one way, or another!" And with that response, Xplode turned around and headed back to where he came from.
Oblivion stared at Xplode as he left, then when all trace of the angered man was gone, he turned towards Raviel who was now staring down the hall as well. Raviel then looked up at Oblivion and then said...
"Kids."
(camera fades out)