Post by Saber / Haste on Feb 23, 2010 15:33:06 GMT -6
Hero plays loudly over the pa, as the young gun types in Evolve or Die make their way out. They do nothing but look to the ring. They more with a propuse. After sliding into the ring, Erik pulls a mic from his pocket. He speaks.
Erik:What the hell does it take to get notused. We take and bet the biggest dog faced fools this company has. What's that get us nothing but more pointless matches. We are the new wave of elites in wrestling. And all the bosses seem to be doing is sticking their colletive thumbs up each others asses. Do we get to face any real tag teams. No, just to ugly steroid junkies with masks. Like ooo I am big and bad cause I am 7 foot tall with a damn mask. This fact should have to laughed right out of the building.
Erik looks as if he is going to speak more, but hands the mic off to Jacob.
[Jacob:/color] Listen, you so called tag teams. We are here to prove to the world what real tag teams look like. We are just falt out better then anyone here. Your tag team champs. They are jokes. They have yet to face true wrestlers. They have yet to face the fuctur. You see, like it or not we are better then you. We are younger, smarter, faster and... Well better looking then you could ever be. We are the missing thing here. We can and will prove to you that tag team wrestling in not about random dumb asses playing with themselfs. You see it's very simple, you tag team dumb asses, look at what's in the ring. For this is perfection. This is what your not. This is what you wish you were. This is flat out better then you.
Erik takes the mic.
Erik:If you got beef with that. Step on up and fall at or feet. For you must Evolve or DIE.
Erik:What the hell does it take to get notused. We take and bet the biggest dog faced fools this company has. What's that get us nothing but more pointless matches. We are the new wave of elites in wrestling. And all the bosses seem to be doing is sticking their colletive thumbs up each others asses. Do we get to face any real tag teams. No, just to ugly steroid junkies with masks. Like ooo I am big and bad cause I am 7 foot tall with a damn mask. This fact should have to laughed right out of the building.
Erik looks as if he is going to speak more, but hands the mic off to Jacob.
[Jacob:/color] Listen, you so called tag teams. We are here to prove to the world what real tag teams look like. We are just falt out better then anyone here. Your tag team champs. They are jokes. They have yet to face true wrestlers. They have yet to face the fuctur. You see, like it or not we are better then you. We are younger, smarter, faster and... Well better looking then you could ever be. We are the missing thing here. We can and will prove to you that tag team wrestling in not about random dumb asses playing with themselfs. You see it's very simple, you tag team dumb asses, look at what's in the ring. For this is perfection. This is what your not. This is what you wish you were. This is flat out better then you.
Erik takes the mic.
Erik:If you got beef with that. Step on up and fall at or feet. For you must Evolve or DIE.