Post by Reaper on Apr 22, 2010 18:12:42 GMT -6
The shot opens underground in the sewer system. Reaper and Cyanide are down there looking around and there are rats running around all over the place. Neither one look overly excited to be down there, but there they are. Cyanide does his best to not touch anything liquid down there as Reaper laughs and looks toward the camera man... who I'm sure isn't thrilled to be there either.
I bet a lot of you are probably wondering what the hell I'm doing in the sewer with all these rats and other disgusting things, but its easy to figure out. I'm here to show you the true nature of a rat and why it is they run around so fast and try to hide away in their comfort zones. Look at these little bastards, shine a light their way and they can't run away fast enough. Reminds me of my little "pals" the Alley Ratz. They bit and clawed in the SNW for awhile and finally last year they were able to call themselves SNW Texas Tag Champs...but then the light was shined on them and holy hell they couldn't lose those belts fast enough could they. But then that brings me back to these little rodents down here... taking whatever they can get their hands on and not caring who they stomp on to get to it. Well I remember me and Cyanide helping those boys out more times than we should have, and I never recall getting a goddamned thank you. We stood behind the Alley Ratz for a long time and we let them slide, because lets face it... they're loveable little goofballs. But as time goes on, even the most loyal will turn on ya and try to take what you have.
So overall, I guess we should have seen these Ratz coming, but I guess we figured they would have at least told us their intentions first. You know, if nothing else, as a sign of respect between people who are on again, off again allies. Well those wannabe clowns will get their shot at 4 Up this year. One year ago, they took the tag titles... this year, they'll be lucky to walk out on their own power. Anyway, I'm getting off track... my only focus this week is Eddy. That little son of a bitch who, despite being higher than a cloud, is a quick little bastard. But even the quickest rat can get caught.
Reaper quickly grabs one of the rats in his hand and holds it up and then begins to talk again
And even when you catch em like this, you always gotta watch out. If you're not payin attention, they'll give you a little bite. Now, a little rat bite looks harmless enough, but you never know what kind of diseases they can carry. Especially those damn Alley Ratz... look at those guys, they look like if you're even within 5 feet of them you might catch something. Once you get over that fear, its easy to toy with a rat until you're ready to either let it go or squash it and put it out of its misery.
Reaper looks at the rat in his hand menacingly, but then ulitmately lets it go and watches as it runs away with many of the other rats down there.
But enough about BOTH of those Alley Ratz, this week on Onslaught, I will be tasked with facing just Eddy. And like I said before, he's pretty damn quick. But where there's speed, theres also weakness. You see, if this guy plans on just trying run around and fly around the ring, he better think twice. I'm a thinker, I've got this kids number because he's one dimensional. I'll play this kid like a game of chess... he'll be thinking one way and I'll have him locked down three moves later. He'll think he has me and then WHAM!!! checkmate and he's out of commission. Thats another problem with Eddy, you always know what he's going after something big from the top rope. He's one of those kinds of crazy people, which is fine...unless you're fighting somebody like me. If I'm already so far ahead of you mentally then its only a matter of time before I surprise you with one of the many ways I can take you out. Hell after I put you down Eddy, I might just drag your ass down here to the sewer so you can hang out with the rest of these verminous rats. Which brings me to final point folks... theres only one difference between these rats here and the Alley Ratz and that is, these rats already know they're in deep shit. The Alley Ratz seem to be oblivious to that fact. So come Onslaught its time to snap at least one of these guys into reality and bring them out of their weed induced haze. Eddy, let me make this real clear for ya... at Onslaught, I'm going to school you in every aspect of wrestling. I will whip you from one side of the ring to the other. I will toy with you until I feel it necessary to put you out of your misery and then just like that it'll be all over for you.
Assuming I don't cause even more damage to your brain in this match, hopefully you'll learn a lesson and apply it at the title match, so then MAYBE you'll be a damn challenge to me. Thats all I have to say you to, boy... besides it smells down here. Cyanide, stop screwing around with those rats and lets get the hell out of here. Eddy, I'll see you at Onslaught, don't get too baked and forget to show up, I don't want you pissing off my fans. See you there.
Reaper and Cyanide slowly make there ways back to which they came from and Cyanide almost falls down in some watery substance and scares off a bunch of rats who were in the general area as we fade to black with Reaper laughing at his cousin.
I bet a lot of you are probably wondering what the hell I'm doing in the sewer with all these rats and other disgusting things, but its easy to figure out. I'm here to show you the true nature of a rat and why it is they run around so fast and try to hide away in their comfort zones. Look at these little bastards, shine a light their way and they can't run away fast enough. Reminds me of my little "pals" the Alley Ratz. They bit and clawed in the SNW for awhile and finally last year they were able to call themselves SNW Texas Tag Champs...but then the light was shined on them and holy hell they couldn't lose those belts fast enough could they. But then that brings me back to these little rodents down here... taking whatever they can get their hands on and not caring who they stomp on to get to it. Well I remember me and Cyanide helping those boys out more times than we should have, and I never recall getting a goddamned thank you. We stood behind the Alley Ratz for a long time and we let them slide, because lets face it... they're loveable little goofballs. But as time goes on, even the most loyal will turn on ya and try to take what you have.
So overall, I guess we should have seen these Ratz coming, but I guess we figured they would have at least told us their intentions first. You know, if nothing else, as a sign of respect between people who are on again, off again allies. Well those wannabe clowns will get their shot at 4 Up this year. One year ago, they took the tag titles... this year, they'll be lucky to walk out on their own power. Anyway, I'm getting off track... my only focus this week is Eddy. That little son of a bitch who, despite being higher than a cloud, is a quick little bastard. But even the quickest rat can get caught.
Reaper quickly grabs one of the rats in his hand and holds it up and then begins to talk again
And even when you catch em like this, you always gotta watch out. If you're not payin attention, they'll give you a little bite. Now, a little rat bite looks harmless enough, but you never know what kind of diseases they can carry. Especially those damn Alley Ratz... look at those guys, they look like if you're even within 5 feet of them you might catch something. Once you get over that fear, its easy to toy with a rat until you're ready to either let it go or squash it and put it out of its misery.
Reaper looks at the rat in his hand menacingly, but then ulitmately lets it go and watches as it runs away with many of the other rats down there.
But enough about BOTH of those Alley Ratz, this week on Onslaught, I will be tasked with facing just Eddy. And like I said before, he's pretty damn quick. But where there's speed, theres also weakness. You see, if this guy plans on just trying run around and fly around the ring, he better think twice. I'm a thinker, I've got this kids number because he's one dimensional. I'll play this kid like a game of chess... he'll be thinking one way and I'll have him locked down three moves later. He'll think he has me and then WHAM!!! checkmate and he's out of commission. Thats another problem with Eddy, you always know what he's going after something big from the top rope. He's one of those kinds of crazy people, which is fine...unless you're fighting somebody like me. If I'm already so far ahead of you mentally then its only a matter of time before I surprise you with one of the many ways I can take you out. Hell after I put you down Eddy, I might just drag your ass down here to the sewer so you can hang out with the rest of these verminous rats. Which brings me to final point folks... theres only one difference between these rats here and the Alley Ratz and that is, these rats already know they're in deep shit. The Alley Ratz seem to be oblivious to that fact. So come Onslaught its time to snap at least one of these guys into reality and bring them out of their weed induced haze. Eddy, let me make this real clear for ya... at Onslaught, I'm going to school you in every aspect of wrestling. I will whip you from one side of the ring to the other. I will toy with you until I feel it necessary to put you out of your misery and then just like that it'll be all over for you.
Assuming I don't cause even more damage to your brain in this match, hopefully you'll learn a lesson and apply it at the title match, so then MAYBE you'll be a damn challenge to me. Thats all I have to say you to, boy... besides it smells down here. Cyanide, stop screwing around with those rats and lets get the hell out of here. Eddy, I'll see you at Onslaught, don't get too baked and forget to show up, I don't want you pissing off my fans. See you there.
Reaper and Cyanide slowly make there ways back to which they came from and Cyanide almost falls down in some watery substance and scares off a bunch of rats who were in the general area as we fade to black with Reaper laughing at his cousin.
