Post by electricenigma on Dec 9, 2006 13:30:17 GMT -5
A clown.
After so many weeks of being undefeated,
They give me a CLOWN!
Some man who thinks that life is a movie,
With him as the main character.
Who do they think I am?
The sounds of children and adults alike laughing are heard as Pohatu lifted his head up, shaking his head once to clear his shaggy, brunette hair out of his face. The clear look of anger is accentuated by the iciness of his blue eyes as he looked over at the big, center tent, his hands tucked into his pockets. With a slight grunt, he finally lowered his eyes, shaking his head once more before starting to talk. His head was still tilted slightly downward, causing some of his hair to fall into place around his face, but the look of anger was still evident.
I've gone undefeated since joining WFWF, but what has been gained for it? Obo, my first opponent since the management change, is in the tournament, and yet here I am, apparently ignored. They put some yardtard into the tournament, while making me go against some guy who apparently thinks that the world revolves around him and his antics as a CLOWN! Honestly...what an abuse of talent.
[/i]After so many weeks of being undefeated,
They give me a CLOWN!
Some man who thinks that life is a movie,
With him as the main character.
Who do they think I am?
The sounds of children and adults alike laughing are heard as Pohatu lifted his head up, shaking his head once to clear his shaggy, brunette hair out of his face. The clear look of anger is accentuated by the iciness of his blue eyes as he looked over at the big, center tent, his hands tucked into his pockets. With a slight grunt, he finally lowered his eyes, shaking his head once more before starting to talk. His head was still tilted slightly downward, causing some of his hair to fall into place around his face, but the look of anger was still evident.
I've gone undefeated since joining WFWF, but what has been gained for it? Obo, my first opponent since the management change, is in the tournament, and yet here I am, apparently ignored. They put some yardtard into the tournament, while making me go against some guy who apparently thinks that the world revolves around him and his antics as a CLOWN! Honestly...what an abuse of talent.
Pohatu raised his head up again, causing his hair to slide back from his face as he reopened his eyes. He bit his lower lip as he slowly regained his composure, pulling his hands out of their pockets, gently clenching and unclenching them from fists until he fully regained control of himself. Once he had, he glanced over at the main tent, his brows furrowing together.
A man who ran off to the circus is considered a Hall of Famer here in WFWF? What happened to setting standards, huh? A CLOWN IS MY OPPONENT! How low can WFWF management go when it comes to putting me into matches? This man shouldn't even be allowed near a professional wrestling ring, just for the fact that he probably isn't mentally stable. I mean...look what he came from; a satellite dish fell on him, for crying out loud! He doesn't deserve to be anywhere near a wrestling promotion. He probably thanks that he can do anything and everything...including being able to out high fly someone like me.[/i]
The blue of his eyes seem to be made almost completely of ice as he slid down into a squatting position, wrapping his arms around his legs and gently clenching his hands together. Tilting his head downward a bit, Pohatu sighed before looking over at all the families still filtering into the oversized tent, his blue orbs narrowing a bit.
What's so entertaining about clowns, about people who make absolute idiots of themselves? Exactly...there isn't anything entertaining about them, just like there's nothing entertaining about Johnny Michaels. I wouldn't be surprised if he's a stoner, just like that idiot Kyzer was. In fact, that would probably be the only explaination for him thinking that he could come back to professional wrestling after being with the circus for so long.[/i]
Unclenching his hands from each other, the light heavyweight popped up to his feet and walked over to the tent. Glaring slightly at each of the circus performers who stood outside the tent, greeting people as they walked in, the brunette attempted to walk by them without talking to them, but one stepped in front of him, smiling cheerfully.
Hi there. Are you rea-
Move you idiot.[/i]
The clown blinked in clear surprise at the young man's dark tone, but kept his cheerful expression, obviously thinking that he just needed to cheer him up. Stepping closer to Pohatu, the clown pulled out a balloon and started to make a balloon animal, but the wrestler snapped up a hand up to the balloon, twisting it around and instantly popping it.
I. Said. Move.[/i]
The clown fumbled for words for a few seconds before simply stepping out of the way, Pohatu walking past him without dropping his cold expression. Rather than following the crowd up into the stands, he simply stood at the base of them, his arms crossed across his chest as he watched the clowns perform, the lot of them obviously trying to get the crowd warmed up for the events that night.
Clowns...I've always seen them as something that someone made who had absolutely no idea about what they were doing. Who in their absolute right mind would want people who foolishly applied make-up and clothes that don't fit running around? That's the thing...noone would. If Johnny Michaels has actually decided to come back full time, I hope he's got it figured out that his clown ways won't work at WFWF. He's going to have to buckle down...he's going to have to get serious and actually use high flying moves that will matter in the match. If he wants to finish the match with his Extended Edition, he better focus on my head most of the match so that I'll be fairly easy to knock out.[/i]
Having not moved from his spot whilst talking, a couple of clowns danced their way over to him, making faces at him and obviously attempting to get him to grin. One even went as far as starting to bend a balloon into another animal shape, but Pohatu's hand snapped up and wrapped around the balloon. Not even giving the clown a chance to try and take the balloon back, the wrestler wrenched the balloon around and then snapped his hand back, causing the balloon to instantly pop. The clown, clearly not being quite as brainless as the one out front, frowned and got up into Pohatu's face, the two glaring at each other.
Hey, bud, what's your problem?
I hate clowns.[/i]
Then what in the HELL are you doing at a circus?!
Pohatu grinned coldly, allowing his arms to drop from their position around his chest. Flexing his arms once for the clown to see, he narrowed his eyes, taking a step forward and bumping his chest against the clown's chest. This caused the clown to take a step backward, but then trip over himself and end up flat on his back on the ground.
To make a point. If you're smart, you'll run off and resume your idiotic act.
The clown slowly stood up, growling and looking like he was going to launch himself at Pohatu...but then he sighed in a tired fashion and just turned away, his friend having instantly walked away upon the wrestler popping the balloon. Deciding not to stick around any longer, the undefeated WFWF wrestler turned and walked out of the tent, again crossing his arms over his chest as he walked. Upon stepping outside, Pohatu let out a slight sigh of relief, the air having chilled to the point of where his breath was seen on the air during his brief time inside.
Johnny, I don't know what it is that got you a spot in the Hall of Fame, but I can tell you right now that I'm going to make the people who inducted you regret it with their life. Clowns and professional wrestling don't work, nor does professional wrestling mix with dead beat actors. Either way, you're completely and utterly screwed. There's only one outcome for this match, and I'll tell you it to you right now so that you can plan on how just how you'll fall.
THE LIGHTNING WILL STRIKE YOU DOWN!
Pohatu walked away from the tent completely, tossing a glare at a couple of carnies who started to walk towards him. They hesitated a bit before moving away, causing the light heavyweight to nod before hopping the fence and walking away, disappearing into the night.[/b][/center]
I liked the points you made in the speech, you managed to make Pohatu looked pretty p*ssed off through out which gave it some good emotion. It's a nice RP overall just needs little things adding in places but there is alot of potential there.
