Post by emokid on Jul 21, 2008 21:50:13 GMT -6
(Emo Kid Stands infront of a White Wall. Wearing The usual Emo Attire, Tight Jeans, Checkered Converses, and an Underoath T-Shirt. He has a smile on his face)
EMO KID: OOOOOHHHHH (Puts his hands up in mock fear) Oh, no Hellspawn called me a jobber. (Fake Cries) Say it isn't so. This coming from someone who barely got away from Silvus. Hellspawn, you're like Bill O'Reilly, your rumors are always twisted, and they're is always someone who can argue. You say you got rid of me. I disagree. I think I made up my mind and took Chaos with me. I am Chaos, Hannah is Chaos, and Viper was Chaos. Hellspawn.....well......Hellspawn was a controlfreak. Soul Reaper is right. He's a douche, but he's right. Hellspawn had a little bit of a control problem, and I had to do something about it. So I hit Wench with a steel Chair. I made my decision. As far as I'm considered, Hellspawn turned his back on me. Yet you want to cheer someone that had no respect for his own friends. HellSPawn you made me sick. Now, Hellspawn you made the claim that I talked like a star, that I am nothing but a mere jobber. Well, Jobber or no, I'm fighting my way to be the number one selection for War Games.
(Emo Kid gets close to the camera)
Hellspawn, you basically laid down the Ultimatum, and I am accepting. I want to be number one in War Games. I want to prove to you and the rest of these SNW idiots that Emo Kid is nothing but a flash in the pan, that I am the ultimate future of SNW, that I am the meaning of destruction, the definition of pain. KI want to prove to you, to your team, to SNW, to the world, but most importantly to Andrew Smith, the supposed hardcore Artist, that I can thrive, and outperform everybody else. I want to prove to everyone that I'm more than what everyone is expecting me to be. I am better than that. With me on Team Margera, there is no way I can lose. There is no way team Margera is going to be defeated. Hellspawn, you bit off more than you could chew laying down this ultimatum. i can't wait to get into the ring with you and slap you in the fucking face.
(Spits on the camera lens)
At Summer Bash, Team Margera will reign Supreme.
EMO KID: OOOOOHHHHH (Puts his hands up in mock fear) Oh, no Hellspawn called me a jobber. (Fake Cries) Say it isn't so. This coming from someone who barely got away from Silvus. Hellspawn, you're like Bill O'Reilly, your rumors are always twisted, and they're is always someone who can argue. You say you got rid of me. I disagree. I think I made up my mind and took Chaos with me. I am Chaos, Hannah is Chaos, and Viper was Chaos. Hellspawn.....well......Hellspawn was a controlfreak. Soul Reaper is right. He's a douche, but he's right. Hellspawn had a little bit of a control problem, and I had to do something about it. So I hit Wench with a steel Chair. I made my decision. As far as I'm considered, Hellspawn turned his back on me. Yet you want to cheer someone that had no respect for his own friends. HellSPawn you made me sick. Now, Hellspawn you made the claim that I talked like a star, that I am nothing but a mere jobber. Well, Jobber or no, I'm fighting my way to be the number one selection for War Games.
(Emo Kid gets close to the camera)
Hellspawn, you basically laid down the Ultimatum, and I am accepting. I want to be number one in War Games. I want to prove to you and the rest of these SNW idiots that Emo Kid is nothing but a flash in the pan, that I am the ultimate future of SNW, that I am the meaning of destruction, the definition of pain. KI want to prove to you, to your team, to SNW, to the world, but most importantly to Andrew Smith, the supposed hardcore Artist, that I can thrive, and outperform everybody else. I want to prove to everyone that I'm more than what everyone is expecting me to be. I am better than that. With me on Team Margera, there is no way I can lose. There is no way team Margera is going to be defeated. Hellspawn, you bit off more than you could chew laying down this ultimatum. i can't wait to get into the ring with you and slap you in the fucking face.
(Spits on the camera lens)
At Summer Bash, Team Margera will reign Supreme.
