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The Hardcore Hooligan Johnny Damage
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Date Posted: 18:36:05 03/05/02 Tue
::The scene unfolds outside of a bar, the big flourescent sign on the top reading simply "The Pub", the camera man walks inside to see a rowdy crowd hoopin and hollering, a pretty chaotic atmosphere. The camera pans around towards the bar to see the Hardcore Hooligan leaned up against the bar, a line of empty shot glasses and beer bottles behind him, his eyes are focused on the tv, himself having a bit of a grin on his face as he watches the interview Brett Armstrong had just given.::
HH: Well well well looks like I got me my first victim eh Lou?
::He looks back across the bar towards the Barkeep and laughs a bit the tender cleaning mugs, and nods right back to the Hooligan::
Lou: That's what it looks like Johnny...
::The Hooligan notices the camera man and waves him over::
HH: Well seeing as I just got done watchin this piece of comedy here...Lemme tell ya a thing or two.
::He reaches across the bar and grabs a full shot glass slammin the alcohol back real quick like before continuing::
HH: Brett Armstrong...Is this guy a joke or somethin? Walkin around talkin about who he's bled for, all that work he's put in inside the squared circle, blah blah blah...I even think I heard him say somethin about crying...Yeah who he's cried for.
::he laughs a bit as he lights up a cigarette shaking his head in a disbelieving manner::
HH: Well Brett...Mr. Softcore...I wouldn't worry about any of them other yokels that you may be gettin into the ring with because you are about to become nothin more then a memory. It's time for revolution in the WHCW, a true Hardcore Revolution...You see me and think "Another new kid runnin his mouth" but I'm gonna do a whole lot more then that Mr. Softcore...I'm gonna show you, and the entire WHCW just exactly what being Ultraviolent is all about. Viddy well Droogy, cause yer only a few days away from meeting me.
::He grabs another full shot glass and raises it up::
Here's to Hardcore...and to Mr. Softcore Brett Armstrong...
Cheers!
::He slams the shot back and grins, the picture slowly fading to black::
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