Post by Freakazoid on Jan 9, 2009 13:33:20 GMT -5
[Freakazoid walks into the arena with his kit bag on his shoulder. He looks around at the people backstage, who are giving him filthy looks. Freakazoid ignores them all and walks past. He is approached by a man with the Wednesday Night Face Off card.]
Crew Member: "Freak...here...you go..."
[Freakazoid puts the bag down and takes the card. He looks at it with fury.]
Freakazoid: "I am going to end...Nicolas...number one contenders slot?? Again...?"
[Freakazoid screws the card up.]
Freakazoid: "This...will be put right..."
Crew Member: "Should I pass a message onto Mr Griffin sir?"
[Freakazoid looks down at the floor, and then looks up.]
Freakazoid: "No...need..."
[Freakazoid picks up his kit bag and puts it into the hands of the crew member.]
Freakazoid: "Take this into my locker room...SIR..."
[Freakazoid walks past with a psychotic look on his face. He walks past the superstars locker rooms and goes to the office of Nicolas. He knocks, but realises there is no response. He kicks the door down and stares into the eyes of Nicolas Griffin, who is sitting down at the desk.]
Freakazoid: "ONCE AGAIN...you are trying to screw me over!! And I have had it...Nicolas Griffin...and this time...I have had it. I mean, what the hell? What the hell do I have to do to keep a hold of this number one contenders shot? What the hell does it take to get a title shot? Will I even get a title shot...if I beat Oli? I was supposed to face the Voodoo King...and then you decide to put me up against this little punk after your boys actually broke him..."
[Freakazoid slams the desk with a brutal force.]
Freakazoid: "PAY ATTENTION TO ME WHILE I SPEAK YOU PIECE OF CRAP!"
TBC: Nicolas
Crew Member: "Freak...here...you go..."
[Freakazoid puts the bag down and takes the card. He looks at it with fury.]
Freakazoid: "I am going to end...Nicolas...number one contenders slot?? Again...?"
[Freakazoid screws the card up.]
Freakazoid: "This...will be put right..."
Crew Member: "Should I pass a message onto Mr Griffin sir?"
[Freakazoid looks down at the floor, and then looks up.]
Freakazoid: "No...need..."
[Freakazoid picks up his kit bag and puts it into the hands of the crew member.]
Freakazoid: "Take this into my locker room...SIR..."
[Freakazoid walks past with a psychotic look on his face. He walks past the superstars locker rooms and goes to the office of Nicolas. He knocks, but realises there is no response. He kicks the door down and stares into the eyes of Nicolas Griffin, who is sitting down at the desk.]
Freakazoid: "ONCE AGAIN...you are trying to screw me over!! And I have had it...Nicolas Griffin...and this time...I have had it. I mean, what the hell? What the hell do I have to do to keep a hold of this number one contenders shot? What the hell does it take to get a title shot? Will I even get a title shot...if I beat Oli? I was supposed to face the Voodoo King...and then you decide to put me up against this little punk after your boys actually broke him..."
[Freakazoid slams the desk with a brutal force.]
Freakazoid: "PAY ATTENTION TO ME WHILE I SPEAK YOU PIECE OF CRAP!"
TBC: Nicolas