Post by Mikkey w/ Max Jewel on Apr 18, 2008 5:50:58 GMT -5
(The scene opens as you see Crazy Bill looking at a framed photo of Timmy Draven. Crazy Bill's eyes are red from some tears.)
Crazy Bill:
Of all the things you had to do....you died you asshole! You couldn't even hang in there for my last match. You couldn't special ref to help make me look better than I already am. You are missed bro. Watch over us this Sunday as MJW and I will put each other through HELL for my final victory.
(You hear a voice that is unseen and sitting next to Crazy Bill)
Voice:
He can't hear you...
(The camera zooms out to see MJW standing next to a chair, staring at Crazy Bill.)
Crazy Bill:
He can hear me. He knows what this match means to the both of us. Carnage, Chaos, blood...near death experience. That sends shivers down my spine out of sheer excitment you egotistical bastard. And I sit here thinking...it will be over soon. This Sunday, my career will end FOREVER! But, I'm taking you with me.
MJW:
Do you really think your lazy ass can beat the Ego? I don't think so. I'll give you SOME credit for knowing how to swing a weapon but, when I ware you down and keep you weaponless in that ring....you will have no choice but to take your final loss.
Crazy Bill:
be that as it may Michael, but everyone knows I can take to the mat. Hell I've been know to cruise high on the second turbuckle.
MJW:
Perhaps it'll be time to cruise the top buckle as I nail the Ego Trip right off of there. And the best part is, without your precious weapons, you are screwed. THe Ego rules that ring.
(Crazy Bill gets to his feet and into the face of MJW)
MJW:
You er... got something to say Billy Boy?!
Crazy Bill:
It's a death match, Weapons will be laying within my reach at all times. But when it's time to finish my career and finish with a win, it will be done with nothing but The Asylum. Off the stage and BANG!...THROUGH A FUCKING TABLE!.......
(MJW and Crazy Bill stare at each other while MJW ponders his thoughts into a collective comeback.)
Crazy Bill:
Of all the things you had to do....you died you asshole! You couldn't even hang in there for my last match. You couldn't special ref to help make me look better than I already am. You are missed bro. Watch over us this Sunday as MJW and I will put each other through HELL for my final victory.
(You hear a voice that is unseen and sitting next to Crazy Bill)
Voice:
He can't hear you...
(The camera zooms out to see MJW standing next to a chair, staring at Crazy Bill.)
Crazy Bill:
He can hear me. He knows what this match means to the both of us. Carnage, Chaos, blood...near death experience. That sends shivers down my spine out of sheer excitment you egotistical bastard. And I sit here thinking...it will be over soon. This Sunday, my career will end FOREVER! But, I'm taking you with me.
MJW:
Do you really think your lazy ass can beat the Ego? I don't think so. I'll give you SOME credit for knowing how to swing a weapon but, when I ware you down and keep you weaponless in that ring....you will have no choice but to take your final loss.
Crazy Bill:
be that as it may Michael, but everyone knows I can take to the mat. Hell I've been know to cruise high on the second turbuckle.
MJW:
Perhaps it'll be time to cruise the top buckle as I nail the Ego Trip right off of there. And the best part is, without your precious weapons, you are screwed. THe Ego rules that ring.
(Crazy Bill gets to his feet and into the face of MJW)
MJW:
You er... got something to say Billy Boy?!
Crazy Bill:
It's a death match, Weapons will be laying within my reach at all times. But when it's time to finish my career and finish with a win, it will be done with nothing but The Asylum. Off the stage and BANG!...THROUGH A FUCKING TABLE!.......
(MJW and Crazy Bill stare at each other while MJW ponders his thoughts into a collective comeback.)