Post by Mr. PerpetuaLynch Motion on Aug 22, 2006 2:14:31 GMT -5
*A Limo pulls up to the front door of a very fancy restaurant. Civilians walking by the limo into the restaurant stop to take a glance at the black stretch limo. Out from the back is a group of people with flash bulb cameras taking pictures into the open door of the limo. Out from the limo steps a man who is sporting a full fledged suit, black suit jacket, black dress pants, black leather shoes and silver framed sunglasses. The civilians recognize this trademarked attire of WFWF superstar Justin Tyme. Justin removes his sunglasses and tucks them away into his pocket. Justin starts pushing through the crowd that got out of his limo. Justin takes the moment to glance at his loyal Vancouver fans. Justin shakes some peoples hands as he unbuttons his suit jacket, revealing he is wearing one of his Platinum shirts. Justin laughs as he ushers his paparazzi into the restaurant while he takes the time with his fans.*
Let me ask you all something... Does anyone here want some Justin Tyme Merchandise?
*The crowd erupts into cheers as Justin smiles. He goes back to his limo to grab a box. Justin pulls out a shirt and looks like he is about to throw it into the crowd but a thought evidently crosses his mind.*
If you WANT some Justin Tyme Merchandise then you can go BUY some Justin Tyme merchandise tommorow night at Superbrawl if you have your tickets. If not then go to WFWFshop.com and click on Platinum Superstar shirt. $25.99 for one handsome looking T-Shirt, buy 50, give ‘em to your sons, your daughters, your nieces and nephews and hell, give one to your cat and dog. Now if you’ll excuse me, I have important business to tend to, see this Moneyshot Title? I didn’t earn the right to become the most recognized champ in the WFWF by sitting and conversing with some quote-unquote “fans”.
*The fans booed Justin and walked away as Justin walked into the restaurant. The usher came and asked how many seats, Justin looked at his title and told the gentlemen 2 seats. Justin placed his title across from him at the table and was ready to order.*
I would like to have... hmm... I will have a Salmon crossed with a Trout with a little bit of Shrimp added in please... and to drink? I would like pureed Steak with Egg Yolks and a cup of salt please...
*The waiter stared at Justin with a strange look. Justin ushered him away as he stared straight at his Moneyshot Title. Justin pondered something before pulling out his Blackberry and started looking around. Then, a look of disappointment crosses Justin’s face as he looks up from his Blackberry*
Superbrawl IV is supposed to be the biggest event in the history of WFWF. This is only my second ever Superbrawl and the card LOOKED promising as it is advertised to be a “Double Main Event” however looking at the card, I noticed that neither of those matches are my match. Which now begs the question, how in the bloody hell do you have two Main Events and have neither of them actually feature the Main Event Messiah? I mean, you have for the Intergalactic Spacemen Title, which pales in comparison to my Money Shot Title, a Bible Thumper and a Druggy... Talk about a match made in heaven. Move on down the card, we have Meg, a women who would have gotten nowhere had it not been for my expert leadership in ATM, Morgan Warner who no one could give two ****s about and Yukio Blaze who can’t muster out a win over me. All of these people are fighting for a “recognized title” and are higher on the card than the Platinum Superstar, General Greatness, Mr. Fantastic, ME. And that isn’t even the kicker of it all. They don’t only refer to my Money Shot Title as an “Unrecognized Title” but I don’t even know who the hell I’m facing. It is the biggest event of the year and this pansy won’t even show his or her face. He can’t beat me face to face so he attacks me from behind. Pathetic.
*The waiter comes back with the grotesque dinner order from young Master Tyme. Tyme rubs his hands together before downing what he dubbed the “Platinum Ultimate Protein Shake For Masters and People Who Want To Be Great” or PUPSFMPWWTBG. Justin tells the waiter to take off as he looks at the Seafood concoction proposed by the waiter. Justin smiles as his face goes a sickly shade of green.*
So now it is I, Justin Tyme who is the fish out of the water right? That is the plan for Superbrawl correct? End Justin Tyme’s perfect 1-0 record at Superbrawl and take away what means so much to him right? Like what happened a couple weeks or so before Superbrawl III when I lost my Tag Team Title and my International Title in the course of about a week? I am now at the disadvantage because I have been dominated by a man who can attack me from behind? I don’t know where he is coming from, when he is going to come again, is he a ghost from Christmas past? Is he even human? I don’t know who he is but I know who he is but I’m sure he’s a jerk. Everyone fails to remember a very vital fact... I am on such a high plateau, elevated so much higher then any being on the face of this planet that it is damn near impossible to fathom it. I’ve got my money for nothing and my chicks for free because I am the ultimate being. Beyond me there is nothing there, I am the epitome of everything great. Whoever this lamewad is that wishes to try to take what epitomizes Justin Tyme in my ego and the Money Shot Title that sits so gracefully over this gorgeous shoulder on a weekly basis is in for some sort of terrible reality check.
*Justin Tyme reaches across the table and hoists the title onto his shoulder. Justin digs into his dinner but stops eating and asks for his check. Justin gobbles down 3 free mints as he washes his hands with a moist napkin. Justin pulls out his wallet as he leans back in his chair.*
Since bringing this Money Shot Title into WFWF, I have yet to succumb to a pinfall so I guess it’s like a lucky charm... no wait, luck has nothing to do with this... it all has to do with skill and thank god I’ve got a lot of it. This is a
ing religion and whoever you are, I will show you the way. Tymeism is the only thing in life that is guaranteed to work right and Superbrawl will be a perfect demonstration of this.
*Justin walks up to the usher and hands him a hundred dollar (Canadian) bill. Justin calls his mob of paparazzi’s to follow him out. Justin waves to his fans as he enters his limo and it pulls away off down the road. Justin peaks out the sun roof and does the Shocker hand symbol with his hands crossed as the scene fades out.*
Pushing things towards the deadline but for the longest time an idea just wouldn't come to me until today... reply's would be nice but you aren't being held at gun point
Let me ask you all something... Does anyone here want some Justin Tyme Merchandise?
*The crowd erupts into cheers as Justin smiles. He goes back to his limo to grab a box. Justin pulls out a shirt and looks like he is about to throw it into the crowd but a thought evidently crosses his mind.*
If you WANT some Justin Tyme Merchandise then you can go BUY some Justin Tyme merchandise tommorow night at Superbrawl if you have your tickets. If not then go to WFWFshop.com and click on Platinum Superstar shirt. $25.99 for one handsome looking T-Shirt, buy 50, give ‘em to your sons, your daughters, your nieces and nephews and hell, give one to your cat and dog. Now if you’ll excuse me, I have important business to tend to, see this Moneyshot Title? I didn’t earn the right to become the most recognized champ in the WFWF by sitting and conversing with some quote-unquote “fans”.
*The fans booed Justin and walked away as Justin walked into the restaurant. The usher came and asked how many seats, Justin looked at his title and told the gentlemen 2 seats. Justin placed his title across from him at the table and was ready to order.*
I would like to have... hmm... I will have a Salmon crossed with a Trout with a little bit of Shrimp added in please... and to drink? I would like pureed Steak with Egg Yolks and a cup of salt please...
*The waiter stared at Justin with a strange look. Justin ushered him away as he stared straight at his Moneyshot Title. Justin pondered something before pulling out his Blackberry and started looking around. Then, a look of disappointment crosses Justin’s face as he looks up from his Blackberry*
Superbrawl IV is supposed to be the biggest event in the history of WFWF. This is only my second ever Superbrawl and the card LOOKED promising as it is advertised to be a “Double Main Event” however looking at the card, I noticed that neither of those matches are my match. Which now begs the question, how in the bloody hell do you have two Main Events and have neither of them actually feature the Main Event Messiah? I mean, you have for the Intergalactic Spacemen Title, which pales in comparison to my Money Shot Title, a Bible Thumper and a Druggy... Talk about a match made in heaven. Move on down the card, we have Meg, a women who would have gotten nowhere had it not been for my expert leadership in ATM, Morgan Warner who no one could give two ****s about and Yukio Blaze who can’t muster out a win over me. All of these people are fighting for a “recognized title” and are higher on the card than the Platinum Superstar, General Greatness, Mr. Fantastic, ME. And that isn’t even the kicker of it all. They don’t only refer to my Money Shot Title as an “Unrecognized Title” but I don’t even know who the hell I’m facing. It is the biggest event of the year and this pansy won’t even show his or her face. He can’t beat me face to face so he attacks me from behind. Pathetic.
*The waiter comes back with the grotesque dinner order from young Master Tyme. Tyme rubs his hands together before downing what he dubbed the “Platinum Ultimate Protein Shake For Masters and People Who Want To Be Great” or PUPSFMPWWTBG. Justin tells the waiter to take off as he looks at the Seafood concoction proposed by the waiter. Justin smiles as his face goes a sickly shade of green.*
So now it is I, Justin Tyme who is the fish out of the water right? That is the plan for Superbrawl correct? End Justin Tyme’s perfect 1-0 record at Superbrawl and take away what means so much to him right? Like what happened a couple weeks or so before Superbrawl III when I lost my Tag Team Title and my International Title in the course of about a week? I am now at the disadvantage because I have been dominated by a man who can attack me from behind? I don’t know where he is coming from, when he is going to come again, is he a ghost from Christmas past? Is he even human? I don’t know who he is but I know who he is but I’m sure he’s a jerk. Everyone fails to remember a very vital fact... I am on such a high plateau, elevated so much higher then any being on the face of this planet that it is damn near impossible to fathom it. I’ve got my money for nothing and my chicks for free because I am the ultimate being. Beyond me there is nothing there, I am the epitome of everything great. Whoever this lamewad is that wishes to try to take what epitomizes Justin Tyme in my ego and the Money Shot Title that sits so gracefully over this gorgeous shoulder on a weekly basis is in for some sort of terrible reality check.
*Justin Tyme reaches across the table and hoists the title onto his shoulder. Justin digs into his dinner but stops eating and asks for his check. Justin gobbles down 3 free mints as he washes his hands with a moist napkin. Justin pulls out his wallet as he leans back in his chair.*
Since bringing this Money Shot Title into WFWF, I have yet to succumb to a pinfall so I guess it’s like a lucky charm... no wait, luck has nothing to do with this... it all has to do with skill and thank god I’ve got a lot of it. This is a
ing religion and whoever you are, I will show you the way. Tymeism is the only thing in life that is guaranteed to work right and Superbrawl will be a perfect demonstration of this.*Justin walks up to the usher and hands him a hundred dollar (Canadian) bill. Justin calls his mob of paparazzi’s to follow him out. Justin waves to his fans as he enters his limo and it pulls away off down the road. Justin peaks out the sun roof and does the Shocker hand symbol with his hands crossed as the scene fades out.*
Pushing things towards the deadline but for the longest time an idea just wouldn't come to me until today... reply's would be nice but you aren't being held at gun point
