Post by hardyz on Dec 12, 2006 16:01:51 GMT -5
Scene:Horror is in a van jamming to his favorite band Slaid Cleaves. While he is jamming, he is thinking. About his opponent, his friend Curse Eagle, his girlfriend,how he needs a big break,some money, and what he is about to do. Here are some of his thoughts.
Man, what if something goes wrong and I loose to Pluto? What if I win, will they go after Curse or maybe even as far as going after my girl? I will kill them if they do anything to any of my friends. And with all of this on my mind, I am still going to do what I am right now, I must be really twisted.
As he thinks some more he turns into a dark alley way filled with garbage like peoples Thanksgiving dinner. He thinks "DAMN!" and finally gets onto a main street and pulls in front of someone's house, puts on a blue and white cap, and gets out of the van. He is wearing a blue and white jump suit. He is dressed as a heating and cooling man. He knocks on the persons door and waits for an answer and gets it. It is an old man.
Horror:Hello, my company ummm...Mr. Heatcool got a call from this house saying that your furnace was broken?
Man:You did, OK in that case please come on in and I will show you to the furnace room.
Horror:OK.
They arrive at the room, Horror goes in and pretends to look at the furnace. He takes a wrench and pretended to tighten a few bolts and gets up and says:
Horror:Here you are good man, god as new.
Man:How much do I owe you?
Horror:Lets think...Furnace repair $350.
Man:OK.Here you g...wait a minute, I know you, you are The High Horror from WFWF, you are not a maintenance man.
Horror:Ummm... no I am not. I will take the money and.....RUN!!!!!!Horror runs out the door into his van, and takes off. He says:
Horror:What a rush!! Wow...Wahoo! And as for you Pluto you are dead. I am not a janitor or a fix-er-upper guy, but I will wipe the floor with you and your jackass manager. You are nothing. It ill be the easiest match of my life, easier that stealing candy from a baby, or money from that old man-hag. All you are is all talk no game. All brawn no brains. I do not care what is said here about me. They may call me a jackass, a moron, thief, good man, bad man, I do not really care. You will rue the day that you stepped into the ring of The High Horror.
Horror takes the camera and throws it out the window. The camera is smashed to bits. Everything goes black.
Man, what if something goes wrong and I loose to Pluto? What if I win, will they go after Curse or maybe even as far as going after my girl? I will kill them if they do anything to any of my friends. And with all of this on my mind, I am still going to do what I am right now, I must be really twisted.
As he thinks some more he turns into a dark alley way filled with garbage like peoples Thanksgiving dinner. He thinks "DAMN!" and finally gets onto a main street and pulls in front of someone's house, puts on a blue and white cap, and gets out of the van. He is wearing a blue and white jump suit. He is dressed as a heating and cooling man. He knocks on the persons door and waits for an answer and gets it. It is an old man.
Horror:Hello, my company ummm...Mr. Heatcool got a call from this house saying that your furnace was broken?
Man:You did, OK in that case please come on in and I will show you to the furnace room.
Horror:OK.
They arrive at the room, Horror goes in and pretends to look at the furnace. He takes a wrench and pretended to tighten a few bolts and gets up and says:
Horror:Here you are good man, god as new.
Man:How much do I owe you?
Horror:Lets think...Furnace repair $350.
Man:OK.Here you g...wait a minute, I know you, you are The High Horror from WFWF, you are not a maintenance man.
Horror:Ummm... no I am not. I will take the money and.....RUN!!!!!!Horror runs out the door into his van, and takes off. He says:
Horror:What a rush!! Wow...Wahoo! And as for you Pluto you are dead. I am not a janitor or a fix-er-upper guy, but I will wipe the floor with you and your jackass manager. You are nothing. It ill be the easiest match of my life, easier that stealing candy from a baby, or money from that old man-hag. All you are is all talk no game. All brawn no brains. I do not care what is said here about me. They may call me a jackass, a moron, thief, good man, bad man, I do not really care. You will rue the day that you stepped into the ring of The High Horror.
Horror takes the camera and throws it out the window. The camera is smashed to bits. Everything goes black.
