Post by SLAM II on Sept 23, 2009 12:16:34 GMT -4
Slam 2 comes busting through his locker-room door holding the title restless in his left hand, his right eye was red and swelling. He throws the title down across the bench and begins to tear at the tape around his wrist and his father walks in behind him.
-Slam 2- "What the fuck happened?!"
-David Slam- "What do you mean what the fuck happened?"
Slam 2 laughs as he begins to untie his boots.
-Slam 2- "Well Vangoric just about destroyed me, where was you? Twice....Count it...TWO TIMES THAT JIVE TALKING ASSHOLE PUNCHED ME!!"
Slam 2 was furious and stood up kicking his boots off, he yells and kicks the bench with his bare foot several times, then punches his locker, and sits back down. Breathing hard and red in the face he smiles and rubs his hand through his messy hair.
-David Slam- "Feel better?"
-Slam 2- "I don't want to vomit anywhere, its good"
Slam 2 grabs his gym bag and pulls out a sandwhich bag full of pot, then a green glass bowl, and he packs it.
-David Slam- "The postive thing is your still on a winning streak and that title is still yours to call. I think it was a positive night"
Slam takes a black lighter strikes it and puffs on the bowl, he holds the smoke in for a second or two, and then exhales while shaking his head.
-Slam 2- "Positive, right. I'm still the fucking Hardcore champion...."
He takes another pull.
-Slam 2- "Focus time old man, I need to be tougher for Unfinished Buisness. That fucker Kage isn't going to just simply knock me out, hell no!"
-David Slam- "What do you suggest?"
-Slam 2- "I got some ideas"
-David Slam- "What about your other match?"
Slam 2 chuckles and hits the bowl again.
-Slam 2- "I'm going to let them beat the shit out of each other, I really don't mind watching other shed blood, and I'll idly sit back then when I'm ready I'll tear into my piece of meat. Let them destroy themselves those other men don't need me to help"
-David Slam- "You do need to be warned, there is a team in that match"
-Slam 2- "Windsor and Cash? Hahah...Fuck them. Cash might be lucky to walk into the main event and if he does it will only be with him hanging his head and titleless"
Slam 2 takes a big drag from his bowl and his eyes widden, then he breaks down and coughs, coughs, coughs, coughs, coughs, and then he clears his throat gasping for air.
-Slam 2- "Kage and Cash think they know Hardcore. Question for you two, are both able to pick teeth up with broken fingers? If you can do this....then I'll respect you and see you as an equal"
Slam puts the bowl down and grabs his title pointing to it.
-Slam 2- "I plan on smearing your blood across the face of this title Kage and Cash, I plan on showing these fans and superstars that Slam two is Hardcore, and after I beat the shit out of you two mother fuckers I plan on becoming Undisputed World champion....I plan on introducing those so called 'maineventers' what its like to take on a Hardcore Undisputed World champion...I plan for a new era"
Slam 2 grins and the camera fades to black.
-Slam 2- "What the fuck happened?!"
-David Slam- "What do you mean what the fuck happened?"
Slam 2 laughs as he begins to untie his boots.
-Slam 2- "Well Vangoric just about destroyed me, where was you? Twice....Count it...TWO TIMES THAT JIVE TALKING ASSHOLE PUNCHED ME!!"
Slam 2 was furious and stood up kicking his boots off, he yells and kicks the bench with his bare foot several times, then punches his locker, and sits back down. Breathing hard and red in the face he smiles and rubs his hand through his messy hair.
-David Slam- "Feel better?"
-Slam 2- "I don't want to vomit anywhere, its good"
Slam 2 grabs his gym bag and pulls out a sandwhich bag full of pot, then a green glass bowl, and he packs it.
-David Slam- "The postive thing is your still on a winning streak and that title is still yours to call. I think it was a positive night"
Slam takes a black lighter strikes it and puffs on the bowl, he holds the smoke in for a second or two, and then exhales while shaking his head.
-Slam 2- "Positive, right. I'm still the fucking Hardcore champion...."
He takes another pull.
-Slam 2- "Focus time old man, I need to be tougher for Unfinished Buisness. That fucker Kage isn't going to just simply knock me out, hell no!"
-David Slam- "What do you suggest?"
-Slam 2- "I got some ideas"
-David Slam- "What about your other match?"
Slam 2 chuckles and hits the bowl again.
-Slam 2- "I'm going to let them beat the shit out of each other, I really don't mind watching other shed blood, and I'll idly sit back then when I'm ready I'll tear into my piece of meat. Let them destroy themselves those other men don't need me to help"
-David Slam- "You do need to be warned, there is a team in that match"
-Slam 2- "Windsor and Cash? Hahah...Fuck them. Cash might be lucky to walk into the main event and if he does it will only be with him hanging his head and titleless"
Slam 2 takes a big drag from his bowl and his eyes widden, then he breaks down and coughs, coughs, coughs, coughs, coughs, and then he clears his throat gasping for air.
-Slam 2- "Kage and Cash think they know Hardcore. Question for you two, are both able to pick teeth up with broken fingers? If you can do this....then I'll respect you and see you as an equal"
Slam puts the bowl down and grabs his title pointing to it.
-Slam 2- "I plan on smearing your blood across the face of this title Kage and Cash, I plan on showing these fans and superstars that Slam two is Hardcore, and after I beat the shit out of you two mother fuckers I plan on becoming Undisputed World champion....I plan on introducing those so called 'maineventers' what its like to take on a Hardcore Undisputed World champion...I plan for a new era"
Slam 2 grins and the camera fades to black.
