Post by Calvin on Jul 26, 2006 20:03:33 GMT -5
As we enter, we are brought into an extremely bright room that is rather quiet. It’s not bright thought because of all the lightning. It’s bright because of the colour of the ceilings and walls. It is the colour of a blinding white. The scouting begins as we look to our left, and see a large panel of glass. It is obviously a window. It shows the outside of the building. We slowly look to our front side, and see a desk. A women is behind it. She seems to be scouting the room too. As we look to our right, we see yet another window but this time there is someone in front of the window. He seems to be in a really good mood. He is looking out the window. He hears a foot step to his right, and looks over our way. He notices us. He seems to have a permanent smile on his face as he starts to walk forward.
Calvin Lee: Welcome here to the WFWF hall of fame. I will be your tour guide as we take a small look at some of the biggest names of the WFWF. Lets just walk our way into the gates here, and we will be on our way.
Calvin Lee walks up to the desk, and hands in the tickets needed. The women takes the tickets, and stamps them, and he starts to walk in. As he walks through the gates, there is an extremely long hallway. Doors are on each side as Calvin Lee walks down the hallway. He gets to one, that says “HALL OF FAMERS AND CHAMPIONS.” He opens the door, and walks his way in. He walks into the room. It is bright just like the rest of the building. He walks to the centre of the room, and scans. Picture after picture surrounds the perimeter of the walls in the room. Pictures of all the hall of famer’s. Calvin Lee sees a particular one, and walks up. The picture is of Zmaster. Calvin Lee laughs.
Calvin Lee: How in the hell did you into the hall of fame? You should be removed immediately. You shouldn’t be in the hall of fame, and you should not be wrestling. Why? Because your time is complete. You want complete your goal to own the last title that you need to become that very special Golden 5 Slot that you so desire to get? Well I have news for you Zmaster. It isn’t going to happen. As long as I am in the WFWF, you will never get that title. Do you want to know why? Because of one reason. It isn’t your time. You should just step out, and let the real stars of the WFWF make their way in. Step aside, and let me by. You know you can’t beat me, so why are you going to try? I’m just hitting my shine while you are starting to rot away in the corpse that Alex Sean has beaten you into. It’s time for you to go Zmaster, Rest in peace because you are no more. You are dead to me, and you are dead to everyone else in the WFWF. Rest in Peace Zmaster and leave, or I will make you resting a living hell.
Calvin Lee starts to chuckle a little. Right beside Zmaster’s picture is on of EBR. Calvin Lee looks at it, and smiles for a second.
Calvin Lee: Now there is someone who deserves to be here.
Just then Calvin Lee sees a sign. “CHAMPIONSHIP TITLE HISROTY THIS WAY.” He follows the sign, and sees a little opening in the wall. He walks into it, and is suddenly in a whole new room. This one has walls and walls of information on the past and present WFWF championship titles, with replica WFWF belts in front of them. Calvin Lee sees something that catches his eye. He walks up, and sees the one title he would love to own right now. The Ham Shank Championship. He walks over to it, and reads the current stats. “CURRENT CHAMPION:OBO.”
Calvin Lee: Yet another disgrace of the whole WFWF organization. You thought Zmaster was pure embarrassment, Obo is at least twice as embarrassing. This is a man who worked so hard to win the Ham Shank title, without me in the match when I was suppose to be by the way, and won the Ham Shank title off of ironically my teammate, CBT for this match on Odium. Then what does Ob do once he wins his dearest prize that he put so much effort into. He destroys the title. That’s right, HE DESTROYS THE TITLE! He disrespects not only the title, but the whole meaning in the Ham Shank Championship. Everything that is put into that title, the effort people put into winning it, and he ruins it all by smashing up the belt. And he wonders why the owners don’t like him. He says he doesn’t trust anyone, and that’s why the owners are after him. You aren’t so smart aren’t you Obo. First of all, you think you are some dark souled hardcore wrestler. Dude, there are about a million people out there who think they are dark souled, and just as many guys who think they are hardcore. What makes you think you are different from the rest? That you don’t trust anyone? Wrong again, they all don’t trust anyone. You are just like all the rest. They are all over their heads in their imaginary world of fairy tales. You aren’t hardcore, you don’t have this dark soul, and for sure you don’t deserve to have the Ham Shank title around your waist. You might as well be as dead as Zmaster. And you will be, once I show you just what the Anointed is all about, but I am not going to do it tonight. Oh no, that would be just too easy. For you see, I hold the title of the number one contendership of that very Ham Shank championship. It would be way too easy to just tear you apart in this tag match. Oh no, I am going to wait Obo, and I hope you do too. Because when I do face you for that title, I want every last bit of you to show up. So I am going to just fight you on Odium as if you were any other person, and not the freak who thinks that disrespecting the whole federation is going to get people to take him serious when it really just makes him look worse then his stupid hobo gimmick. I advise you do the same, because trust me, the outcome at the end of the night will not be pretty if you decide to attempt to destroy me at Odium. Obo, do yourself a favour and make the right decision. See you come Odium.
Calvin Lee decides he has had enough, and walks through the opening, into the hall of fame room, and through the door. He comes up to Zmaster’s picture again, and stops immediately. He looks at the picture.
Calvin Lee: You know, I’ll just do this place a favour, and get them a jump start on Zmaster’s removal of the hall of fame.
He grabs the Zmaster picture, and throws it to the ground, and starts to stomp all over it. He breaks the frame and everything by the time he’s done. He picks up the pieces. He walks over by the door of the room where a garbage can is placed. He throws the broken picture into the garbage. He smiles as he reaches above the garbage can where a light switch is and turns off the lights, and walks out of the room, closing the door behind him.
Calvin Lee: Welcome here to the WFWF hall of fame. I will be your tour guide as we take a small look at some of the biggest names of the WFWF. Lets just walk our way into the gates here, and we will be on our way.
Calvin Lee walks up to the desk, and hands in the tickets needed. The women takes the tickets, and stamps them, and he starts to walk in. As he walks through the gates, there is an extremely long hallway. Doors are on each side as Calvin Lee walks down the hallway. He gets to one, that says “HALL OF FAMERS AND CHAMPIONS.” He opens the door, and walks his way in. He walks into the room. It is bright just like the rest of the building. He walks to the centre of the room, and scans. Picture after picture surrounds the perimeter of the walls in the room. Pictures of all the hall of famer’s. Calvin Lee sees a particular one, and walks up. The picture is of Zmaster. Calvin Lee laughs.
Calvin Lee: How in the hell did you into the hall of fame? You should be removed immediately. You shouldn’t be in the hall of fame, and you should not be wrestling. Why? Because your time is complete. You want complete your goal to own the last title that you need to become that very special Golden 5 Slot that you so desire to get? Well I have news for you Zmaster. It isn’t going to happen. As long as I am in the WFWF, you will never get that title. Do you want to know why? Because of one reason. It isn’t your time. You should just step out, and let the real stars of the WFWF make their way in. Step aside, and let me by. You know you can’t beat me, so why are you going to try? I’m just hitting my shine while you are starting to rot away in the corpse that Alex Sean has beaten you into. It’s time for you to go Zmaster, Rest in peace because you are no more. You are dead to me, and you are dead to everyone else in the WFWF. Rest in Peace Zmaster and leave, or I will make you resting a living hell.
Calvin Lee starts to chuckle a little. Right beside Zmaster’s picture is on of EBR. Calvin Lee looks at it, and smiles for a second.
Calvin Lee: Now there is someone who deserves to be here.
Just then Calvin Lee sees a sign. “CHAMPIONSHIP TITLE HISROTY THIS WAY.” He follows the sign, and sees a little opening in the wall. He walks into it, and is suddenly in a whole new room. This one has walls and walls of information on the past and present WFWF championship titles, with replica WFWF belts in front of them. Calvin Lee sees something that catches his eye. He walks up, and sees the one title he would love to own right now. The Ham Shank Championship. He walks over to it, and reads the current stats. “CURRENT CHAMPION:OBO.”
Calvin Lee: Yet another disgrace of the whole WFWF organization. You thought Zmaster was pure embarrassment, Obo is at least twice as embarrassing. This is a man who worked so hard to win the Ham Shank title, without me in the match when I was suppose to be by the way, and won the Ham Shank title off of ironically my teammate, CBT for this match on Odium. Then what does Ob do once he wins his dearest prize that he put so much effort into. He destroys the title. That’s right, HE DESTROYS THE TITLE! He disrespects not only the title, but the whole meaning in the Ham Shank Championship. Everything that is put into that title, the effort people put into winning it, and he ruins it all by smashing up the belt. And he wonders why the owners don’t like him. He says he doesn’t trust anyone, and that’s why the owners are after him. You aren’t so smart aren’t you Obo. First of all, you think you are some dark souled hardcore wrestler. Dude, there are about a million people out there who think they are dark souled, and just as many guys who think they are hardcore. What makes you think you are different from the rest? That you don’t trust anyone? Wrong again, they all don’t trust anyone. You are just like all the rest. They are all over their heads in their imaginary world of fairy tales. You aren’t hardcore, you don’t have this dark soul, and for sure you don’t deserve to have the Ham Shank title around your waist. You might as well be as dead as Zmaster. And you will be, once I show you just what the Anointed is all about, but I am not going to do it tonight. Oh no, that would be just too easy. For you see, I hold the title of the number one contendership of that very Ham Shank championship. It would be way too easy to just tear you apart in this tag match. Oh no, I am going to wait Obo, and I hope you do too. Because when I do face you for that title, I want every last bit of you to show up. So I am going to just fight you on Odium as if you were any other person, and not the freak who thinks that disrespecting the whole federation is going to get people to take him serious when it really just makes him look worse then his stupid hobo gimmick. I advise you do the same, because trust me, the outcome at the end of the night will not be pretty if you decide to attempt to destroy me at Odium. Obo, do yourself a favour and make the right decision. See you come Odium.
Calvin Lee decides he has had enough, and walks through the opening, into the hall of fame room, and through the door. He comes up to Zmaster’s picture again, and stops immediately. He looks at the picture.
Calvin Lee: You know, I’ll just do this place a favour, and get them a jump start on Zmaster’s removal of the hall of fame.
He grabs the Zmaster picture, and throws it to the ground, and starts to stomp all over it. He breaks the frame and everything by the time he’s done. He picks up the pieces. He walks over by the door of the room where a garbage can is placed. He throws the broken picture into the garbage. He smiles as he reaches above the garbage can where a light switch is and turns off the lights, and walks out of the room, closing the door behind him.
