Post by Hollywood on Jan 3, 2010 14:39:30 GMT -6
OOC: Apologies for a short and rushed RP. Wanted to at least show up since I found some spare time at the sainted grandparents house.
Shot opens down in the boiler room of the Gordietorium, with the lighting very dim. Behind a chain link fence where the heater is stands Matt Margera, clad in stonewash jeans and a black SNW hoodie. He holds the fence with his hands as he smirks toward the camera.
Nowhere to run, and nowhere to hide. I can't speak for Levetation, but I for sure love these odds. S.T. Strickler, I'll give you credit for wanting to come after me for the way I brutalized you long ago. But that was only between you and me. You want revenge? Fine. But what you did by bringing my wife into this, you took things too damn far, man! You tried taking advantage of me not being an active competitor in SNW when you kicked her in the head, causing her to have post concussion syndrome. It's a damn miracle she can even wrestle now at full strength. But your plan to tear me apart and to try and end Kat's career has backfired. Instead of ending Kat's career, you've instilled the killer instinct, the eye of the tiger that she's been missing, and there appears to be no stopping her now. And you haven't torn me apart. Instead, you brought back the competitor in me. I'll admit, after getting the run around elsewhere by the same damn people yet again, I was ready to call it quits altogether because I thought, "What's the point of competing if I'm just gonna get screwed over?" Then it dawned on me. I needed to quit running from my problems, and instead run toward them and face them head on, starting with you, S.T. Strickler. They say to be careful what you wish for because you'll get it. Well you wanted a piece of me, but you're going to get a lot more than you've bargained for. You're going to get the beating of a lifetime. And when I'm through with you, I'll lock you up with that other crybaby up in Lubbock in the same damn rat infested janitor's closet, because you two damn sure deserve each other!
And as far as you go, Syco Boy, again, I understand wanting to get revenge on Levetation for what he did to you some time ago. But you should know better than anyone that A) That was an alter ego of Max's that he had a hard time getting under control when his life was spiraling out of control. And B) You should've never aligned yourself with that scumbucket, S.T. Strickler. But I'll let Levetation deal with you, and if you're still kicking around after I get through with S.T. Strickler, I'll lend Levetation a little helping hand in sending you down in the same rat infested janitor's closet with S.T. Strickler and that crybaby punk bitch up in Lubbock! It will be so much fun stuffing you two punks in a cannon and shooting you two out of it all the way from Brownwood to Lubbock, I can't wait!
Matt sneers and breathes heavily, staring a hole into the camera as the shot fades out.
Nowhere to run, and nowhere to hide. I can't speak for Levetation, but I for sure love these odds. S.T. Strickler, I'll give you credit for wanting to come after me for the way I brutalized you long ago. But that was only between you and me. You want revenge? Fine. But what you did by bringing my wife into this, you took things too damn far, man! You tried taking advantage of me not being an active competitor in SNW when you kicked her in the head, causing her to have post concussion syndrome. It's a damn miracle she can even wrestle now at full strength. But your plan to tear me apart and to try and end Kat's career has backfired. Instead of ending Kat's career, you've instilled the killer instinct, the eye of the tiger that she's been missing, and there appears to be no stopping her now. And you haven't torn me apart. Instead, you brought back the competitor in me. I'll admit, after getting the run around elsewhere by the same damn people yet again, I was ready to call it quits altogether because I thought, "What's the point of competing if I'm just gonna get screwed over?" Then it dawned on me. I needed to quit running from my problems, and instead run toward them and face them head on, starting with you, S.T. Strickler. They say to be careful what you wish for because you'll get it. Well you wanted a piece of me, but you're going to get a lot more than you've bargained for. You're going to get the beating of a lifetime. And when I'm through with you, I'll lock you up with that other crybaby up in Lubbock in the same damn rat infested janitor's closet, because you two damn sure deserve each other!
And as far as you go, Syco Boy, again, I understand wanting to get revenge on Levetation for what he did to you some time ago. But you should know better than anyone that A) That was an alter ego of Max's that he had a hard time getting under control when his life was spiraling out of control. And B) You should've never aligned yourself with that scumbucket, S.T. Strickler. But I'll let Levetation deal with you, and if you're still kicking around after I get through with S.T. Strickler, I'll lend Levetation a little helping hand in sending you down in the same rat infested janitor's closet with S.T. Strickler and that crybaby punk bitch up in Lubbock! It will be so much fun stuffing you two punks in a cannon and shooting you two out of it all the way from Brownwood to Lubbock, I can't wait!
Matt sneers and breathes heavily, staring a hole into the camera as the shot fades out.
