Post by SiMox on Jun 2, 2010 13:17:28 GMT -6
The scene opens up to the image of Simon Sensation and Johnny Moxie, both wearing suits…..as well as shitty smirks on their faces and standing in front of a black board, each with a piece of white chalk in their hands.
Simon: You know, I expected something of a good, old fashion duel coming into this week. I expected the fight of my life and a ton of resistance from our opponents this week at Guys Night Out, but low and behold……what happens?
He shakes his head and raises an eyebrow.
Simon: Syco Boy completely ignores us and The Destruction Crew……well, they just showed everyone how much they lower this country’s IQ curve with that mess of cards they threw down on the table. I don’t know what the deal is here. I don’t know what’s going through the mind of everyone else in this match, what’s stirring behind their poker faces and usually that’s a good thing……….but looking around at the jokers that we have to face, Johnny, I’m not so sure that it’s good at all.
Johnny shakes his head and sighs.
Johnny: Not at all. The SNW Texas Tag Team titles are without a doubt the highest prize that anyone in any tag team in this company should be gunning for. To get a shot at them is like……as you would put it……..getting lucky and winning a million dollar pot. But looking around at our opponents this week, I have to question how they even got here. Focus and heart seem to be the things that all of them lack and it may just be me……but those seem like two necessary things that you need to have in order to make a successful run toward the titles.
Simon nods and holds his chalk up toward the camera with a crooked smirk.
Simon: Indeed, and it’s fairly evident that whether you’re the Destruction Crew or Levetation and Syco Boy, the Alley Ratz or even Strickler and Benson, it seems like Johnny and I are going to have to write it out for you so you fools can see what we mean. First up, Syco Boy and Levetation……..we had kind words for the two of you….particularly you, Syco during our last promo and what do we get in return for our respect? What did we get for actually appreciating what your sorry ass has done?
He shakes his head and rolls his eyes.
Simon: Nothing. Not even a mention. As a matter of fact, what did you say when it came to us?
He snickers and looks down at the ground for a moment.
Simon: You said you didn’t know us that well.
He chuckles at this as Johnny rolls his eyes and takes over.
Johnny: Do you know how pathetic that sounds? Do you know ridiculously stupid that makes you look? You don’t know much about us? Well, here’s some advice, Syco……get your head out of your ass, watch some SNW or even pay attention to your own matches since you and Simon were in the 4 Up tournament together and then you’d know. My god, first the Destruction Crew and now you being an imbecile, Syco……it makes me feel like a MENSA member taking on a class of five year olds in a Quiz Bowl!
He takes a step to the side and then scrawls something on the chalk board, which we soon find out is “Strickler and Benson” and then he puts a big X through their names.
Johnny: Instead of focusing on Si and I, instead of focusing and putting time into acknowledging your real threat in this match, you wound up wasting about ten minutes of our lives with mindless banter about ST Stricker and Benson. Well, if it was the two of them that were responsible for bringing your sorry ass back here to SNW, Syco, then I feel like kicking their asses too……..
Simon snickers and folds his arms over his chest.
Simon: As if Syco’s mindless chit chatting was enough to make me pull out my hair, what happens? We get to listen to the Destruction Crew. Really, I don’t know whether to laugh or cry after hearing what you two blithering idiots had to say. We don’t have the moxie? We’re not sensational? Really, is that the only logic that your little, pea sized brains could come up with on why you were going to beat us and how you’re more better than us?
He shakes his head, then scribbles something on the chalk board next to him. It reads “SiMox>DC”.
Simon: Really, guys, this isn’t just an opinion of mine or me blowing my own horn here. It’s the truth. You two may outweigh us, Mauler and Hanson, but our IQ total is more than your weights combined. We may not be bigger than you, we may not be stronger than you. But we are smarter than you………of course, I think it’d be a safe wager to say that half of the SNW roster is……..
Johnny gets a good chuckle out of this and shakes his head as he places his hands on his hips.
Johnny: Mauler, Hanson……do you honestly thing we’re afraid of you? I mean…..in all honesty the only member of your group that’s even worth a damn is Kong and let’s be real here, the ship sailed on him when he lost the Von Erich Memorial title. Since then he hasn’t captured anything besides maybe a cold and the rest of you are in an even more sinking boat than he is. You don’t deserve a shot at the Texas Tag titles. Hell, you two don’t even deserve to be in this match. And for all of the beer that you want to drink, for all of the hell that you want to raise……it’s going to get you nothing but a one way ticket out of this match and back to be spectators for big matches like this where you two belong.
Simon nods and shakes his head as he looks at the black board and seems to be disgusted.
Simon: The Alley Ratz, Benson and Strickler, Hanson and Mauler, Levetation and Syco, none of you deserve to be in this match. None of you have the reverence and appreciation of tag team wrestling like we do and in the end, it’s going to cost you everything………
He reaches into his pants pocket, pulls out a few things and sticks them on the board. The camera starts to zoom in on them as he speaks.
Simon: When that bell rings and the spotlight’s on, we’re going to shine like no other team in this company has before and in the end we’ll show the world that we’re the only Kings in this entire tag division of jokers…….
Finally, the camera gets one of the things into view. It’s a playing card, a joker and it has images of all of the members of the other four teams on the middle of it. The other, next to it, is another card……this one a King and it has the images of Johnny and Simon on the middle of it. With this scene, the camera slowly fades to black.
Simon: You know, I expected something of a good, old fashion duel coming into this week. I expected the fight of my life and a ton of resistance from our opponents this week at Guys Night Out, but low and behold……what happens?
He shakes his head and raises an eyebrow.
Simon: Syco Boy completely ignores us and The Destruction Crew……well, they just showed everyone how much they lower this country’s IQ curve with that mess of cards they threw down on the table. I don’t know what the deal is here. I don’t know what’s going through the mind of everyone else in this match, what’s stirring behind their poker faces and usually that’s a good thing……….but looking around at the jokers that we have to face, Johnny, I’m not so sure that it’s good at all.
Johnny shakes his head and sighs.
Johnny: Not at all. The SNW Texas Tag Team titles are without a doubt the highest prize that anyone in any tag team in this company should be gunning for. To get a shot at them is like……as you would put it……..getting lucky and winning a million dollar pot. But looking around at our opponents this week, I have to question how they even got here. Focus and heart seem to be the things that all of them lack and it may just be me……but those seem like two necessary things that you need to have in order to make a successful run toward the titles.
Simon nods and holds his chalk up toward the camera with a crooked smirk.
Simon: Indeed, and it’s fairly evident that whether you’re the Destruction Crew or Levetation and Syco Boy, the Alley Ratz or even Strickler and Benson, it seems like Johnny and I are going to have to write it out for you so you fools can see what we mean. First up, Syco Boy and Levetation……..we had kind words for the two of you….particularly you, Syco during our last promo and what do we get in return for our respect? What did we get for actually appreciating what your sorry ass has done?
He shakes his head and rolls his eyes.
Simon: Nothing. Not even a mention. As a matter of fact, what did you say when it came to us?
He snickers and looks down at the ground for a moment.
Simon: You said you didn’t know us that well.
He chuckles at this as Johnny rolls his eyes and takes over.
Johnny: Do you know how pathetic that sounds? Do you know ridiculously stupid that makes you look? You don’t know much about us? Well, here’s some advice, Syco……get your head out of your ass, watch some SNW or even pay attention to your own matches since you and Simon were in the 4 Up tournament together and then you’d know. My god, first the Destruction Crew and now you being an imbecile, Syco……it makes me feel like a MENSA member taking on a class of five year olds in a Quiz Bowl!
He takes a step to the side and then scrawls something on the chalk board, which we soon find out is “Strickler and Benson” and then he puts a big X through their names.
Johnny: Instead of focusing on Si and I, instead of focusing and putting time into acknowledging your real threat in this match, you wound up wasting about ten minutes of our lives with mindless banter about ST Stricker and Benson. Well, if it was the two of them that were responsible for bringing your sorry ass back here to SNW, Syco, then I feel like kicking their asses too……..
Simon snickers and folds his arms over his chest.
Simon: As if Syco’s mindless chit chatting was enough to make me pull out my hair, what happens? We get to listen to the Destruction Crew. Really, I don’t know whether to laugh or cry after hearing what you two blithering idiots had to say. We don’t have the moxie? We’re not sensational? Really, is that the only logic that your little, pea sized brains could come up with on why you were going to beat us and how you’re more better than us?
He shakes his head, then scribbles something on the chalk board next to him. It reads “SiMox>DC”.
Simon: Really, guys, this isn’t just an opinion of mine or me blowing my own horn here. It’s the truth. You two may outweigh us, Mauler and Hanson, but our IQ total is more than your weights combined. We may not be bigger than you, we may not be stronger than you. But we are smarter than you………of course, I think it’d be a safe wager to say that half of the SNW roster is……..
Johnny gets a good chuckle out of this and shakes his head as he places his hands on his hips.
Johnny: Mauler, Hanson……do you honestly thing we’re afraid of you? I mean…..in all honesty the only member of your group that’s even worth a damn is Kong and let’s be real here, the ship sailed on him when he lost the Von Erich Memorial title. Since then he hasn’t captured anything besides maybe a cold and the rest of you are in an even more sinking boat than he is. You don’t deserve a shot at the Texas Tag titles. Hell, you two don’t even deserve to be in this match. And for all of the beer that you want to drink, for all of the hell that you want to raise……it’s going to get you nothing but a one way ticket out of this match and back to be spectators for big matches like this where you two belong.
Simon nods and shakes his head as he looks at the black board and seems to be disgusted.
Simon: The Alley Ratz, Benson and Strickler, Hanson and Mauler, Levetation and Syco, none of you deserve to be in this match. None of you have the reverence and appreciation of tag team wrestling like we do and in the end, it’s going to cost you everything………
He reaches into his pants pocket, pulls out a few things and sticks them on the board. The camera starts to zoom in on them as he speaks.
Simon: When that bell rings and the spotlight’s on, we’re going to shine like no other team in this company has before and in the end we’ll show the world that we’re the only Kings in this entire tag division of jokers…….
Finally, the camera gets one of the things into view. It’s a playing card, a joker and it has images of all of the members of the other four teams on the middle of it. The other, next to it, is another card……this one a King and it has the images of Johnny and Simon on the middle of it. With this scene, the camera slowly fades to black.
