Post by Osiris on Feb 24, 2010 22:46:45 GMT -5
In a locker room that has just been refurnished, Osiris, Jackel, and Shuko are seen inside, getting ready for their matches.
Osiris: You know, after so many years doing this kind of job, you'd think that people would at least get their facts straight. I may not like people like William James and Trip Acid, but at least when they say something, for the most part they do tend to get their facts straight. But then you have some know nothing kid come on speaking on Trip's behalf, which believe me he doesn't need, saying how he has beaten me, not once but twice. Whatever he was smoking obviously was different from what Trip smokes, because that's completely and utterly wrong. Trip has one, count them, ONE win over me. I dare anyone to find just where Trip has defeated me before. I dare anyone to point out to me where in a match Trip has either pinned me or made me tap before our match at Collision. If anyone decide that facts can just be disregarded and they can make up any damn thing they want, then what we did to the Express and Ken will happen to you too.
He smiles, remembering the attack.
Osiris: Just in case you were is such shock at what we did that you were not listening, I did it because I had to. Klown was looking to usurp my position, thinking that he was better then me, that he was more qualified. A man who has for his entire AWF career been a tag team specialist thought he was better and more qualified then me, a former World Champion, the very first I might add. But you know, since my hunt for the World title has been put on hold temporarily, I find myself with a lot of free time on my hands. So what do I find myself doing? Teaming with the Hardcore Champion to take on the Power Trip From Hell. News flash boys, I have been to hell, and that power trip of yours, I never saw anywhere down there. You want a true power trip from hell, your about to find out once you step into the ring with us. Vlad, your a submission man, well good luck trying to get me to tap, because I will break your hold, and then I will break you. And your partner, Death. Big guy, about as big as us. But so far he has shown that he lacks intelligence, dumb as rocks as the saying goes. He can't even remember what team he is on, shouting he's not the Expresses manager. We know that's Ken Wantobe, Death, so I really do hope you and I do meet in that tag team match, so I can shut up that mouth and remove that plastered on smile.
Osiris: You know, after so many years doing this kind of job, you'd think that people would at least get their facts straight. I may not like people like William James and Trip Acid, but at least when they say something, for the most part they do tend to get their facts straight. But then you have some know nothing kid come on speaking on Trip's behalf, which believe me he doesn't need, saying how he has beaten me, not once but twice. Whatever he was smoking obviously was different from what Trip smokes, because that's completely and utterly wrong. Trip has one, count them, ONE win over me. I dare anyone to find just where Trip has defeated me before. I dare anyone to point out to me where in a match Trip has either pinned me or made me tap before our match at Collision. If anyone decide that facts can just be disregarded and they can make up any damn thing they want, then what we did to the Express and Ken will happen to you too.
He smiles, remembering the attack.
Osiris: Just in case you were is such shock at what we did that you were not listening, I did it because I had to. Klown was looking to usurp my position, thinking that he was better then me, that he was more qualified. A man who has for his entire AWF career been a tag team specialist thought he was better and more qualified then me, a former World Champion, the very first I might add. But you know, since my hunt for the World title has been put on hold temporarily, I find myself with a lot of free time on my hands. So what do I find myself doing? Teaming with the Hardcore Champion to take on the Power Trip From Hell. News flash boys, I have been to hell, and that power trip of yours, I never saw anywhere down there. You want a true power trip from hell, your about to find out once you step into the ring with us. Vlad, your a submission man, well good luck trying to get me to tap, because I will break your hold, and then I will break you. And your partner, Death. Big guy, about as big as us. But so far he has shown that he lacks intelligence, dumb as rocks as the saying goes. He can't even remember what team he is on, shouting he's not the Expresses manager. We know that's Ken Wantobe, Death, so I really do hope you and I do meet in that tag team match, so I can shut up that mouth and remove that plastered on smile.
