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Post by ratedrsuperstar on Jul 31, 2007 3:35:09 GMT -5
*after a long commercial about growing hair, a camera man aproches JayZ in the locker room.*
Interview man: JayZ how are you feeling as your first match tonight?!
JayZ: Im feeling like to kick somebodys ASS! Maybe like a bold guys standing right next to me!
*The Interview man looking around theres no one else in this room accept me and you ( under the Interviews man *breath ) who the fuck is he talking about?!*
JayZ: Yo Yo dude! Look at your damn hair!
Interview man: Whats wrong with it have i got a insect in my hair!? TAAAAAAAAAKE IT OUUUUUUUT!!
JayZ: NO MAN WTF! YOUR BOLD AND I WANT TO KICK YOUR ASS YOU GET IT!?
Interview man: Oooh... OMG RUUUUUUN!
*JayZ quickly gravs him back with his shirt and chucks him on the floor*
JayZ: Kiss my feet and I wont hurt you...
* The Interview man shuddering with fear getting his lips close to JayZ's feet , slowly he kisses it and lifts his head back up*
JayZ: Good doggy!
*JayZ kicks the head of the interview man and slowly walks away*
JayZ: Dude you should have watched the last advert... you could have grown some hair!
*Lights fade away*
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Jadewiz
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Post by Jadewiz on Jul 31, 2007 14:53:00 GMT -5
*Scot is backstage putting his makeup on, But instead of his "HFH" makeup, he is now putting on "The Crow" makeup. Colin walks in and notices the difference*
Colin: Woah, what happened to the HFH makeup?
Scot: Colin, it's time for a change. I need to finally live up to the "HellDogg" name. Before this moment, ive been a Poodle.
Colin: *giggling* Heh, poodle
*Scot slams his eyeliner pencil onto the table, spins around quickly, and lifts Colin by his shirt*
Scot: Shut the fuck up. Alright? Im sick and fucking tired of being a "Goodie two-shoes". Im not giving up for anyone anymore. Im going out there tonight, and im winning that damned match, and I dont give a shit if I have to kill someone!
*Scot stares angrily at Colin, still holding him. Colin gulps and looks at Scot*
Colin: Scot? Whats gotten into you?
Scot: Whats gotten into me!?
*Scot gently puts Colin down and wipes off his shoulders. Scot then walks over to the window and looks out of it.*
Scot: Everythings gotten into me. The hate of losing has gotten into me. It's made me determined to win tonight. That hate will never go away. Ive changed Colin. Changed for good...
*Scot walks out of the room, with Colin still in shock over Scots heel turn*
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Post by TUDRoland on Jul 31, 2007 14:55:22 GMT -5
Lupo: Tick, Tock, Tick, Tock, Tick, Tock...
*Lupo lays in his lockerroom couch looking at his clock, once again counting down the moments before the battle royal. His eyes shift towards the door, expecting somebody, more specifically, Matthew Benedict to come in for an interview, regardless if he is invading Lupo's privacy. Back to the clock, he focus on the second hand as it ticks closer to the 12*
Lupo: 5, 4, 3, 2...1.
*His head moves facing the door, expecting Benedict to come in, but, nothing happens. No Matthew busting through the door, nothing. Lupo keeps looking at the door though, thinking that he might be running late for some reason*
Lupo: Odd...usually at this point of the promo, he'd be here asking me questions. Hm, wonder what's up?
*Lupo gets up from the couch and walks over to the door. Opening it, he peers out into the hallway, searching for any sign of the missing interviewer. With still no sign of Matthew, he leaves his room insearch of him. At first he just searches alone, opening doors and looking inside. When that goes nowhere, he starts asking crewmembers and other people, all of them saying something about the XWE Interviewer room. After thanking them, Lupo heads that way, since that's it's only lead. On his way, he passes a clock that he looks at with the corner of his eye*
Lupo: This isn't like me. Why am I wasting time looking for Matthew if I have a really big match coming up? After all, it is for a contendership...
*Lupo arrives at the Interviewer room and opens the door, and immediatly sees the destruction that was caused by Van earlier. The interviewers, beat up and knocked out on the floor along with some camerapeople. He sees Matthew Benedict, and goes over to him*
Lupo: Matthew...Matthew...*lightly kicks his body* Get up. Your suppose to be asking me questions now...*no response* Damnit! Now what the hell I'm I suppose to do for this promo? I'm all out of ideas...
*At this point, the asian cameraman gets up from the floor, holding his abdomen. He sees Lupo standing there, and goes into a fighting stance. Lupo backs off a bit, not really wanting to go into a fight*
Lupo: Hey man...I'm not the one who did this...
*The asian cameraman doesn't listen and starts throwing some punches, Lupo barley dodges the blow and manages to put some distance between them*
Lupo: Okay then that's it. Take this!
*Lupo puts his fists together and draws them back, and then pushes them forward in a fluent motion*
Lupo: HADOUKEN!
*The cameraman jumps back expecting something to happen, but nothing does. Lupo stays in that stance, as the camerman stares at him*
Asian Cameraman: What was that?
Lupo: I'm not sure...I was hoping something would happen when I did that. But, I guess not. I'm just going to leave now, considering I just embarrassed myself to no end.
Asian Cameraman: Yea...
*Lupo leaves the room, leaving the camerman in the interviewer room. Suddenly, security busts in and yells at the camerman, and start beating him up and arresting him, accusing him of the destruction in the room*
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Post by Hylian on Jul 31, 2007 15:56:28 GMT -5
The camera fades from black onto Hylian racing down the hallway, dodging several crew workers and Wrestlers, some reporters, and stops at Van Samanya's locker room. He thinks about knocking, but instead just opens the door.
Hylian walks in and sees Van Samanya on top of Dani with her thong in his teeth. All 3 are looking at eachother, an awkward silence in the air. Van with the Thong still in his teeth.
Hi...
Hylian- Hi...Did you destroy my staff?
Van releases the thong, and Dani whimpers at the snap.
Van- Yeah...about that...
Hylian- Nevermind, you're not fired. Come with me.
Van- Where are we going? (Van gets off Dani and starts walking towards Hylian.Hylian- To the bar. Let's go. *Hylian turns and walks out the door.*
The screen fades to black to a commercial for a new Male Enhancement drug, then a Applebee's advertisement, then a Golden Road video, and then back to the show.
Hylian and Van get to the bar backstage, called XWE Hangover, and they walk in. The bar is nearly empty, except for a few Referees and Crew Workers. XWE Championship Match Advisor Ben Jones is playing Bartender for the night.
Van- Hylian, what are we doing here? Hylian looks at him with a straight face. Hylian- We are getting drunk.
Hylian- Ben, give us a round.
Ben- Of what sir?
Van and Hylian look at eachother.
Van- Jack.
Hylian- Good choice. Some Jack Daniels Ben.
Hylian and Van sit down, hav a few rounds of Jack, and start to get a little drunk. They keep drinking, laughing at every little thing.
Hylian- BEN! Have a drink, I like your face! Ben- Ha! Alright Sir.
*Ben pours himself a shot, and drinks it, then Hylian punches him in the face, knocking him out.*
Van has a goofy look on his face, and looks to Hylian
Van- Why..did you dooooo dat?
Hylian- I didn't like his face! *Hylian reaches over and grabs a bottle of Vodka, hands it to Van, and reaches over to grab another bottle.* Van- Sooo BOSS!!! Why are we getting...hahahahaah....why are we getting drunk? We have a match tooooonight.
Hylian- We are getting drunk...because our opponents...Don't have a chance anyway......so why not celebrate our win before it happens?
Van- Gooood point buddy...so Bossy man...What did that letter say?
Hylian takes another chug...then downs half the bottle.
Hylian- That letter....said...Fus...
*Hylian falls back off the stool and hits the ground. his bottle shattering, the top still in his hand.* Van looks at Hylian, then the stool, and back at Hylian.
Van- Ha, hahahaha. Van keeps drinking and gets off the stool, and leans down to Hylian, then the screen fades and cuts to black. Promo 3/?
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Post by xDeniedx on Jul 31, 2007 18:25:58 GMT -5
Hardcore Hitman is backstage watching a monitor which is displaying the bar antics of Hylian and Van. Damian comes by with two beers in his hands and taps Hitman on the shoulder with one. Hitman turns around and takes it from Damian before they both look up at the monitor.
Damian: So what are they doing now exactly?
Hitman opens his beer and then answers Damian.
Hardcore Hitman: Hylian and Van are "Celebrating their victory" apparently.
Damian: Ha, that's funny last time I checked the match doesn't start for at least another 3 hours. Besides, them "celebrating" a victory over us, come on it's the former Ironman Champion and XWE Champion as a team who can take us. Hylian has never won a damn title in his career in XWE but now he's celebrating a victory over former champions, oh man is he gonna have one hell of a bad hang over tomorrow on top of the beating he's gonna take tonight.
Hitman: Ha ha, I'll drink to that.
Hitman takes a drink while Damian continues watching on the monitor in disgust. Hitman sees this and looks over at Damian.
What's that look for Satania?
Damian: Nothing, just studying them. Look at how much more Hylian is consuming compared to Van, clearly he knows this is gonna help give him an advantage next week because he knows if things go wrong he can let the drunkin Hylian take the fall and bail out keeping himself in a better condition than the chairman at Golden Road. Also, look at Hylian guzzle it all down, he can't drink like a true Canadian can, we gotta show him how it's done one of these days.
Hitman and Damian clink beers together in agreement before Damian goes and turns the monitor off.
Damian: Come on, let them be the retards they are and get their asses beat later tonight, we got this thing covered no worries.
Hitman looks down at the floor for a second in deep thought before he calls ahead to Damian who's begun walking to the locker room to get into his ring gear and start warming up.
Hitman:Hey Damian, What about us?
Damian: What about us, we're the Canadian Connection, we got this thing man, regardless of next week.
Hitman looks more or less satisfied with the answer but his body language is saying that he wants a little more reassurance. Damian notices this and walks back down the hall to Hitman.
Damian: Alright man, what's bugging yah.
End Team Promo 3
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Post by TPW on Jul 31, 2007 19:38:12 GMT -5
(TPW is seen stretching, getting ready for his match)
Road Agent: Hey Platinum.
TPW: What's up?
Road Agent: I see you're getting ready for your match tonight.
TPW: Eyes on the prize. That's my vision for the future.
Road Agent: I know you and Hylian are good friends. You are facing him tonight. How does it feel?
TPW: Well you know, I've known him for years. We're maybe friends backstage but tonight however, we are not going to let this be the factor for tonight. Tonight's match may not be as important as a contenders match, championship match or title defense but I still wanna give it everything I got out there. We talked earlier today and we agreed that when we are in that ring as opponents, we put our friendship aside and give all our energy, heart and soul for this match and show all these Platinumaniacs the pride of wrestling!
(Crowd Cheers)
Commentator 1: Still greedy for a good match.
Road Agent: I last saw Hylian at the bar. Why didn't you go with him?
TPW: I have my own things to do. Get my mind straight for this match, plan on what kind of strategies I need to perform in this match and even think of the future. Plus he knew about the lifestyle I currently live. You want to know something about me?
Road Agent: Sure
(TPW shows him the gloves he's wearing)
TPW: You see that "X" on each glove I'm wearing?
Road Agent: Yes.
(TPW makes an X pose across his chest)
TPW: When I do this pose, who do I remind you of?
Road Agent: CM Punk.
TPW: Very good. What kind of lifestyle does he live?
Road Agent: He's straight edge.
TPW: Perfect. That's exactly what I am. Straight edge! Alcohol free, tobacco free and to shoot at the media, steroid free!
(Crowd Cheers)
Commentator 1: Whoa!
TPW: That's why I didn't came, or even asked if I want to come with.
Road Agent: I understand. Did you ever find out what kind of match you are going to fight at Golden Road for the Middleweight title?
TPW: I did try to go into his office and ask him about that but he wasn't there. That kind of pissed me off because he was about to announce it until some asshole attacked him. I guess we're gonna have to hear the announcement later on tonight, are we?
Road Agent: I guess so. And about your match, do you have any fears possibly losing tonight?
TPW: Just like Gravedigger, this match does not intimidate me. If you have a fear of failure, then you will fail and you'll have to suffer from the guilt for years and years. However, if you have enough confidence, passion and even my favorite word, pride about your match, you have a better chance to succeed. That's what I keep on thinking about before each and every match. I even thought of something that would make this match more entertaining. You wanna see?
Road Agent: Sure.
(TPW and the Road Agent walk about ten feet in the hallway before stopping where a table wrapped with barbed wire and drenched with thumb tacks is located)
(Crowd Cheers)
Commentator 2: Oh my!
Road Agent: That's what you want to put your opponents through? That's a little bit extreme, ain't it?
TPW: And that's even the name of the promotion. Xtreme Wrestling Entertainment! But it gets even more extreme then that.
(TPW pulls out a bottle of gasoline and drenches it all over the table)
TPW: To all of my opponents tonight, this ain't your ordinary table match. I think it needs a little more ingredients in order to be considered an extreme table match. Tonight, ...
(TPW lights his match, the road agent runs away)
(Crowd starts to cheer louder)
TPW: ... you will find out what the true definition of extreme really is!
(TPW throws the match to the table and is instantly set on fire)
(Crowd Cheers and chants "TPW")
TPW: Last week, I already gave my opponents their final judgment. Tonight however, I'm going to give my opponents something more extreme, more forgetful and more unforgiving than just their final judgment. The Platinum Era continues and how much more extreme can it get? Only time will tell.
(TPW walks off with a grin on his face. The road agent extinguished the fire with the fire extinguisher and took a huge sigh of relief when he got it 100% contained)
(End of Promo 2)
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Post by Van on Jul 31, 2007 20:34:09 GMT -5
*The scene changes from Matthew Benedict alone in the hallway to inside Van's locker room, where Van and Hylian both are laying in recliners, staring at the ceiling in boredom and headache*
Van: Dude, my head fucking kills.
Hylian: I hear you.
Van: Ah, fuck.
*Van said, as he slowly creeped off the edge of his recliner and stood slowly. He began walking towards the bathroom, almost tripping over his own footsteps*
Hylain: I'll see what's on.
*Hylian sat up slowly as well, sitting in place for a moment, letting the blood rush back to his head. He picked up the remote, looking down to find the power button as he pressed it. Instantly, the T.V responded with a click, and the picture faded in from a storm of black*
Hylian: Damn, missed it.
Van: Missed what?
*Van walked back from the bathroom, plopping down into his recliner as he joined Hylian in watching T.V*
Hylian: I was looking for promotions from the wrestlers, to see if we can get an edge..
Van: What do we need an edge for?
Hylian: Van, we're facing the best of the XWE. How could we possibly win without an edge...
Van: Dude, come on. It's not going to be that hard.
*Hylian didn't believe that Van wasn't considering the opposition*
Hylian: We're facing potential XWE Hall of Famers. We NEED to be ready.
Van: Man, come on. We can beat anyone of them.
Hylian: Candian Connection is dangerous. Hardcore Hitman has that table side dive or whatever, and Damian has mic skills.
Van: Why would you need mic skills in the ring?
Hylian: There's also The Platinum Warrior.
Van: That's scary.
Hylian: Quit the sarcasm.
*Hylian reaches into his pocket for a second, and pulls out a pack of Marlboro Reds. He opens the flap-top and dumps the contents into his hand. A cigarette and a lighter fall into his palm as he sticks the cigarette in his mouth, and lights up*
Van: Don't blow the smoke in my face, I'll destroy you.
Hylian: Alright, but look. We need a plan.
Van: And you have one?
*Hylian took a drag yet again, and blew the smoke upwards in a circle. Van looked on for a moment, then back at Hylian*
Hylian: I might.
*The scene fades with Van watching Hylian blow different shapes with the smoke*
End promo whatever.
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Post by SNAKE-EATER on Jul 31, 2007 22:18:42 GMT -5
"Ah it's nothing" Says the Hardcore Hitman "It's just that, sooner or later, we're going to be bashing each other's skulls in on top of a cage. Makes you wonder just why, but hey, it's all in respect, and that's the man focus of this friendship and stable. But Pride is one of the seven deadly sins, so we don't want to get too full of ourselves." He finishes his beer and lights a cig. "When I think about it, I have been through a lot of matches. TLCs, Hardcores, Ladders, Tables, all that fun stuff. I've never really thought of it, but I've probably had the most Hardcore experiences then the whole damn locker room combined.
"Well you should, you are the Hardcore Hitman. By why would you worry about it, that just shows how much more prepared you are then the rest of us." Damian says finishing his mug as well. "Yeah... but I've been so eager to risk my life in every match that I do, I haven't been saving myself for the more important matches. If you fall off a 40 foot cell in the slightest way, you won't get back up. Maybe even for good.
"Hah! I'd never though I'd see the day where the Hardcore Hitman was afraid of a cage!" Damian says ordering another round of beers. "Oh come off it, of course I'm going to do it, and I'm sure after I've done one I'll crave another. For instance, my first table match with fuse. I was scared as hell, but look at me now. They Bring out the best of me." HHM holds his smoke in his mouth and takes of the beers Damian ordered.
"What doesn't kill you makes you stronger right?" Damian slurs while sipping his second beer. "So who do you thinks going to with the battle royal?" Hardcore Hitman lights his second cig. "My money is on Digger, which means for a dangerous opponent. I've faced him once, and it didn't go my way."
"Heh we can do it, We're the Canadian Connection! It doesn't matter who we're going to face, We're undisputed!" Damian says with his eyes lit up. "I'm close to Digger, he knows what he has in store for him if he with the Royal."
"Whoupie" HHM says rolling his eyes. He gulps down his beer as he keeps his cig in his mouth. "Come on man, we invented fighting, let's go Canadian on all there asses. One big ass hockey brawl it's going to be. They're in our territory tonight, let's show them how we do it!"
HHM puts his butt in the ashtray and gets up "Come on, let's go back now"
"Fine" Damian says getting his coat. "You're driving, I've got enough DUI's"
End of Promo 4
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Post by Nick on Aug 1, 2007 0:15:47 GMT -5
*Mischeif wakes up from his sleep inside his house. He feels weary...tired...exhausted...he hears a noise and jumps up. Then he hears the sounds of crying and panicking. He now tries to see what's going on, but cannot move. Suddenly the whole house is up in flames...and the man who killed his family Calvin Sanchez is laughing and walking towards him. Mischeif is making explicit curses and sounds at him, but Calvin simply laughs and punches him in the face. It knocks Mischeif down and then he draws out a gun. Mischeif notices he mumbles something...but he cannot hear it...Calvin pulls the trigger and it enters in Mischeif's head...and out...he's done...* Mischeif: Wh..wh..am I? All white...clouds...? *Mischeif gets up, and the whole background is now white with white clouds. He sees he is in white clothes and out of nowhere his family appears.* Mischeif: Mother! Father! Jerry! *Mischeif is now in a happy state, and runs towards them. He goes for a big hug and jumps, but falls to the ground. He didn't get it...what happened? He now knew he was dead...but why couldn't he hug his family..or anything?* Mischeif: What the... *All of a sudden the white background and white clouds turn to flames and red...and a voice is now heard.* Voice: You tried to end it all...tried to be with your family in heaven...but it wouldn't work. Mischeif: End...it all? Voice:[/color] You thought ending your life with one bullet was going to do it...everything would be fine afterwards. Ending your life with that one bullet didn't help at all. Mischeif: I killed myself? But that man...killed me...I couldn't... Voice:[/color] That man did no such thing. It was an image that you projected into your own mind, you gave it all away. Your life, your passion, your wrestling attitude. Mischeif: I...did not! *Mischeif is now kneeling...and is grabbing his hair, and wants to pull it out.* Voice[/color] There is one more thing you must do...you must finish what you needed to end. *Before Mischeif can speak up, he wakes up. Mischeif falls out of the chair he was in, and begins to look around the room.* Mischeif: It was...just a...dream? *Mischeif looks around his house, to make sure nobody is inside. And stumbles upon something that wasn't there. A gun. The gun that Calvin killed him in his dream. Was it possible? Was he only on this planet to finish what he did not start? Did he actually commit suicide? He notice there was a silencer there, too. Hide the evidence he supposed.* Mischeif: This is...so surreal. I don't...I need to find Calvin Sanchez. *Mischeif takes the gun and silencer and exits his family's house and gets into the car and drives away. He remembered one bit of detail, Calvin was a homeless man. He couldn't have ran away...he must have just been hiding. He remembered the details that kid gave him, especially where to find him. He had an idea where to find him. Whether or not he was truly only here to finish what he never started, he knew what he was going to do was the right and the only thing to do.*
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Post by Nick on Aug 1, 2007 0:43:26 GMT -5
*Mischeif is in his car...on a more physically active street in his town. Mischeif is smiling and relaxing in his car. He pulls out the gun that he found in his house and smiles. He begins to wipe off the dust and anything else he feels like off the gun. He's now in a good mood, for whatever reason.* Mischeif: Short and sweet, short and sweet. *Mischeif picks up the gun and looks to "aim" it at a random person outside, and pretends to pull the trigger. Just like he did as a kid...a kid. Mischeif hides the thought and exits his car. It wouldn't be hard to find this Calvin Sanchez now. There was a local man who knew nearly every homeless man.* Mischeif: I've heard about your services...knowing every homeless man in this town? : Yes, I do happen to know almost every one. Need to know? I need details, a name, and money. *Mischeif sighs and pulls out his wallet. He drops a $100 bill on the ground and the man snatches it up as fast as it came down.* Mischeif: Calvin Sanchez. I presume he's a decent of Mexico, or possibly Spanish... *The man laughs, and immediately answers Mischeif.* : Calvin Sanchez? No man, no name needed there. He's Mexican, so he's probably rolling by Home Depot or something. Considering he is homeless, too. ;D *Mischeif fakes a laugh and pushes the guy up against a wall.* Mischeif: Your too hilarious. I presume that $100 I gave you is probably going towards some kind of drug or something, which honestly doesn't bother me. I gave you some money, and you give me some information. Or, well, it's your life. *Mischeif pulls out the gun and puts it up against the main's coat that he is wearing.* : (panicking) Okay okay! You kill me though, you don't get your information. *Mischeif pulled the gun away and let go of the man. The man was unfortunately right.* : Calvin Sanchez? I've heard of him. I heard he was in connection with that recent robbery and murder case. He's a couple of blocks away in lives in an alley. It's marked, so you couldn't miss him. Mischeif: Thanks. *Mischeif walks back to his car, and starts the engine, Mischeif drives away* : Marked alright, soon to be marked you are. *The unknown man takes off his hat, and reveals himself to be Ted. Ted was one of the bullies of that kid. Mischeif is in his car and finds the alley. It's marked with a few bullet marks, and it's trash. Comparing to other alley's, real bad. It didn't seem to bother Mischeif. Mischeif walked inside the alley and saw somebody who appeared to be Calvin Sanchez.* Calvin: What..who...are you doing here? Mischeif: (in his mind) Slow and easy. So I heard you we're involved in the recent murder case. Calvin: Murder..? I've been living here... Mischeif: That's fantastic, living in a dump. Lost opportunity there. Why doesn't it surprise me? I got word from a kid named Justin you killed my family. Calvin: Justin...that bitch. *Calvin then immediately puts his hands over his mouth.* Mischeif: All I needed to know, your ass is mine. *Mischeif charges Calvin and punches him in the gut, and Calvin falls to the ground, worming around. Mischeif then pulls out his gun to try and finish off Calvin, but all of a sudden Ted, Jim, and the final bully Steve jump Mischeif! Jim and Steve nail a few punches to Mischeif's side, and they pick him up.* Ted: I had told you I'd get revenge, in the most possible way. Finish and kill you. *Ted pulls out a knife and stab's Mischeif in the arm. His definition of killing his slow and easy...it seems. He goes for another stab but Mischeif breaks free and moves. Ted stabs Jim in the chest...by the heart...and Jim goes down. Mischeif then charges Ted, and spears him into the ground. Steve comes over and and grabs the knife and stabs Mischeif in the back. Mischeif is now crying in pain and manages to trip Steve, though. Mischeif slowly gets up, as a pool of blood was forming by him. Jim appears to be dead, and Ted is still on the ground. Mischeif nails a right hook to Steve, and grabs the knife and stabs Steve right in the heart, and drops him to the ground.* Mischeif: Dumb fool. *Mischeif grabs his gun, and applies the silencer. He shoots him and he's dead. Mischeif then turns to the homeless man, who is crying and standing up.* Calvin: Please..don't...! *Mischeif appears to think the situation out for a minute, then looks at the man. He looks at his gun and then slowly takes the silencer off.* Mischeif: There is no need to silence you, bitch. *Mischeif then pulls the trigger, and it appears in slow motion, as it takes literally forever to hit Calvin. Calvin is nailed in the chest, and falls to the ground. Mischeif then drops then gun, and tears are rolling down his cheek.* Mischeif: It's finally over...I'm done. I can now see my family. *Mischeif appears to be simply waiting for the heavens, even maybe hell to take him away. He waits there awhile and nothing happens, nothing at all. It was just truly a dream, and he wouldn't be with his parents. Mischeif stands up, bloodied and stabbed, and walks to his car. Before he gets in, he looks at the carnage.* Mischeif: It was more than a dream, I know it. I've been given another chance, another chance to be on Earth. I was dead. I did commit suicide, but I didn't pull the trigger... *Instead of getting into his car, Mischeif slowly slides down until he hits the ground, leaning on his car. He simply just looks up at the sky...*
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Van
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Post by Van on Aug 1, 2007 1:02:20 GMT -5
And that's a wrap!
Good luck at Golden Road.
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