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Windy City Champion, Jake Tanner
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Date Posted: 21:13:27 02/20/02 Wed
Jake Tanner: What the hell?
**Upon his arrival to the HWA Arena, Jake Tanner saw utter chaos. The guard booth where you enter the parking lot had been shattered into splinters. And just what the hell was a lear jet doing sitting in the parking lot? Picking up his Windy City Title from the back seat, he stared at the plane with a puzzled look on his face before making his way into the arena.**
**Looking around for an explanation he bumps into Max Wulf, who is getting coffee from one of the snack tables in the hall. Max looks up and grins at Tanner...**
Jake Tanner: And just what the hell are you smilin' at?
Max Wulf: What? A guy can't be happy to see someone?
Jake Tanner: Smile at me like that again, and I put your face through the wall.
Max Wulf: Fine, fine.
Jake Tanner: So what's goin' on outside?
Max Wulf: You mean the jet?
Jake Tanner: NO. I mean the f*ckin' UFO sitting on top of my head. OF COURSE I MEAN THE JET!!!!
Max Wulf: Oh, that was put there by Mystic. He decided he wanted to land here instead of the airport.
Jake Tanner: What an arrogant asshole. I'm goin' to the ring. There's a show goin' on now right?
Max Wulf: I think so, yeah. Cuttin' a promo?
Jake Tanner: Let' just say I'm making a statement.
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**"Ace Of Spades" by Motorhead blasts through the arena as the crowd leaps to it's feet. The arena is doused in blue and spotlights shine on the portal at the top of the ramp under the HWA-Tron. The Madman From Queens appears with his Windy City Title slung over his shoulder as the fans get even louder. He stops at the top of the ramp and smiles at all of the fame he has acheived here in the HWA. He walks down the ramp and climbs up the steel steps. Before stepping into the ring, he raises his title up in the air as thousands of flashes from cameras blink throughout the crowd. Stepping in the ring, he asks the ring announcer for a mic. The music stops and Jake Tanner waits for the crowd to die down before speaking....**
Jake Tanner: Well, that was plesant. Now that all of the pomp and circumstance is over, lets get down to buisness. In case any of you haven't noticed, there is a big ol' jet sitting in the middle of the parking lot, taking up a few spaces. Some arrogant jerk thinks he's cool because he can park a plane in a parking lot. Some arrogant ass thinks he's big and tough because he even has his own personal jet. Some big frickin' moron thinks that come this Friday Fear, he's taking MY Windy City Championship.
Wanna know who that certian someone is? It's Mystic. Yes, Mystic. A man who's path I have crossed a few times here in this federation. A man who is trying to piss people of with his little stunt here. A man who believes he is going to take MY Windy City Championship away from me. Well I only have one thing to say to Mystic. This goes for anyone else out there as well. The ONLY WAY....and I mean ONLY.......the only way that anyone is claiming this title, is after they PRY IT from my COLD DEAD FINGERS!!!! WHOOOOOOOOO!!!!
See, before I claimed this title at "In The Beginning", I did anything I could to win matches. I have somewhat of a reputation for not going down easily. For being tenacious. For being a tough son of a bitch. Well, I'd like to say right now that I am NOT a tough son of a bitch. Yes, that's right, I'll admit it. I'm not. I'm not a tough son of a bitch.....I am THE TOUGHEST son of a bitch you WILL EVER, EVER MEET!!!!!! WHOOOOO!!!!!! So c'mon Mystic. You can do all your crazy shinanigans and what not. You go 'head and have a blast. But come Friday, I want you to just try, NO. I DARE YOU to take this title away from me. 'Cause the day someone like YOU takes this title away from me, is the day Hell freezes over!! WHOOO!!!!!!!!!!!
**The Madman From Queens tosses the mic aside and hops onto one of the turnbuckles. He points to his chest a few times and rears his head back, letting out a few more "whoo's". He does the same on the opposite turnbuckle and the crowd whoos along with him. Jake Tanner leaves the ring raising the Windy City belt over his head. Walking backwards up the ramp, he whoos a few more times. As he exits through the portal, we fade to black....**
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