Post by emokid on Jul 24, 2008 16:48:27 GMT -6
(Emo Kid Stands infront of a black wall, wearing the usual Emo garb. Tight blue jeans, black converses, and a Chiodos T-Shirt)
EMO KID: Time passes by, and Summer Bash gets closer and closer. I have the respect of my peers, but that's not enough. I get the feeling people think I'm absolutly nutzo for wanting to enter number one. That is what I want. I want to prove to everyone that I'm crazy for a reason. I bleed passion. I eat religion, and crap out a miracle, and everyday that comes closer I want people to know that I desire to be SNW Texas Champion. I feel a bit more humble, but humility only goes a long way. It's odd, when I first came into SNW, I had this "gimme, gimme, gimme" attitude about me, but now, ever since joining Matt's team, I have this feeling like I've been accepted. It kind of disturbs me. But the more I feel accepted, the more of an outrage i feel. Andrew Smith, I turn my direction to you. After Summer Bash, my term as a nice guy is over. People always accuse me of having a holier than thou attitude, you're alot worse. You took my title of hardcore. How dare you, Andrew. how dare you take my moniker. It sickens me, that someone I've seen little of ultimately call himself hardcore. I haven't seen you cut a promo where you've cut yourself, yet. Why should I believe you're the baddest son of a bitch alive. you are far from it. Win or lose, I always make sure to smile. I pierced my own skin in my last promo. what could you ever do, Andrew. As fas I'm considered, you're a joke. you're nothing but a joke, with the worse punchline ever. You can't beat me, Andrew. you can't even hit me without messing up. I dare you to show me what you're about. Exhibit your pain. If you can't, well then, you're more chickenshit than i give you credit for. It doesn't matter when we meet, just remember that Emo Kid will reign supreme.
(Emo smiles an evil smile, as the camera fades to black)
EMO KID: Time passes by, and Summer Bash gets closer and closer. I have the respect of my peers, but that's not enough. I get the feeling people think I'm absolutly nutzo for wanting to enter number one. That is what I want. I want to prove to everyone that I'm crazy for a reason. I bleed passion. I eat religion, and crap out a miracle, and everyday that comes closer I want people to know that I desire to be SNW Texas Champion. I feel a bit more humble, but humility only goes a long way. It's odd, when I first came into SNW, I had this "gimme, gimme, gimme" attitude about me, but now, ever since joining Matt's team, I have this feeling like I've been accepted. It kind of disturbs me. But the more I feel accepted, the more of an outrage i feel. Andrew Smith, I turn my direction to you. After Summer Bash, my term as a nice guy is over. People always accuse me of having a holier than thou attitude, you're alot worse. You took my title of hardcore. How dare you, Andrew. how dare you take my moniker. It sickens me, that someone I've seen little of ultimately call himself hardcore. I haven't seen you cut a promo where you've cut yourself, yet. Why should I believe you're the baddest son of a bitch alive. you are far from it. Win or lose, I always make sure to smile. I pierced my own skin in my last promo. what could you ever do, Andrew. As fas I'm considered, you're a joke. you're nothing but a joke, with the worse punchline ever. You can't beat me, Andrew. you can't even hit me without messing up. I dare you to show me what you're about. Exhibit your pain. If you can't, well then, you're more chickenshit than i give you credit for. It doesn't matter when we meet, just remember that Emo Kid will reign supreme.
(Emo smiles an evil smile, as the camera fades to black)
