Post by emokid on Jul 21, 2008 14:37:36 GMT -6
(Emo Kid sits in a chair, in a relaxed, motivated stae of mind. He is wearing his usual Emo garb. Girl pants, Black Converses, and a 10 times too tight Anberlin T-shirt)
EMO KID: These are just a few of the thoughts that are in my head.
1. Great, Enigmah got lucky. She'd better not get in my way at Summer Bash. I have enough problems as it is. I have to deal with pussywhipped Hellspawn. But on the lighter side, she did give me a great match. She stood her ground, and gave me a hell of a run. It's too bad I had to be on the losing end of it. But, now we're on the same team, so I hope she doesn't screw up.
2. Goryokaku, you can shut up. At least I'm on a team that can win. You don't know me, or what I am capable of. Just wait until Summer Bash.
3. Let's put Summer Bash to the side for a minute. Let's get down to the nitty Gritty. I heard that Andrew Smith is coming back. Great. OOOOHHHH. But he says he's as hardcore as ever. Wow, like I haven't heard that one many times over already. So, you think you can out-hardcore me, out pain me, or outbleed me? I highly doubt it. Do you want proof that I'm hardcore.
(Emo Kid finds a beer bottle, and smashes it. He then proceeds to stick himself with the biggest shard. Blood is dripping across the chair)
What? Is that not proof enough. Maybe this will get your attention, Smith.
(takes a stapler, and proceeds to puncture himself in the arm.)
Is that not enough? Look at this)
(Emo takes a pin, and pierces his own chin.)
You see, Smith, I dare you to out perform me on the Hardcore stage. Because, as I see it, you can't touch me. You can't touch me with a 60 foot pole. I am the meaning of destruction, the definition of pain. You are just painful to look at. Andrew Smith, I'm asking you----no, I'm begging you to outperform me, because there is no way you can do it. It doesn't matter when, Emo Kid will always reign supreme.
(Takes the shard of glass and resumes cutting his flesh, he laughs hysterically, as the scene fades to black)
EMO KID: These are just a few of the thoughts that are in my head.
1. Great, Enigmah got lucky. She'd better not get in my way at Summer Bash. I have enough problems as it is. I have to deal with pussywhipped Hellspawn. But on the lighter side, she did give me a great match. She stood her ground, and gave me a hell of a run. It's too bad I had to be on the losing end of it. But, now we're on the same team, so I hope she doesn't screw up.
2. Goryokaku, you can shut up. At least I'm on a team that can win. You don't know me, or what I am capable of. Just wait until Summer Bash.
3. Let's put Summer Bash to the side for a minute. Let's get down to the nitty Gritty. I heard that Andrew Smith is coming back. Great. OOOOHHHH. But he says he's as hardcore as ever. Wow, like I haven't heard that one many times over already. So, you think you can out-hardcore me, out pain me, or outbleed me? I highly doubt it. Do you want proof that I'm hardcore.
(Emo Kid finds a beer bottle, and smashes it. He then proceeds to stick himself with the biggest shard. Blood is dripping across the chair)
What? Is that not proof enough. Maybe this will get your attention, Smith.
(takes a stapler, and proceeds to puncture himself in the arm.)
Is that not enough? Look at this)
(Emo takes a pin, and pierces his own chin.)
You see, Smith, I dare you to out perform me on the Hardcore stage. Because, as I see it, you can't touch me. You can't touch me with a 60 foot pole. I am the meaning of destruction, the definition of pain. You are just painful to look at. Andrew Smith, I'm asking you----no, I'm begging you to outperform me, because there is no way you can do it. It doesn't matter when, Emo Kid will always reign supreme.
(Takes the shard of glass and resumes cutting his flesh, he laughs hysterically, as the scene fades to black)
