Post by Reaper on Jun 24, 2010 0:01:09 GMT -6
We fade in to see Cyanide and Reaper arguing over something that we can't hear. They're standing in entry way of a nice home. Both of them seem really heated and irritated at the other. Reaper sees the camera man coming and gets right in Cyanide's face and they both stand down and face the camera... Cyanide rolls his eyes and shakes his head as Reaper begins to speak.
Reaper:Ladies and gentlemen, the time has finally come to see one of the best tandems in the wrestling industry in us... Death Sentence, take on a team that has tried to pin themselves as people that have mattered when in reality its only a matter of time before they sputter out and forgotten in SiMox. No matter how delusional the two guys are, its been, if nothing else, a breath of fresh air to not have to beat a team we've already beaten. SiMox in one night beat three other VERY capable teams and put them in spotlight. Good for them, it really is, BUT just because they can get through one match and get a lucky title shot doesn't mean they are anything more than a flash in the pan. And the sad part is, Moxie, YOU of all people shouldn't be taking this fight lightly. Cyanide gave you your first loss in this company and you know damn well you aren't on my level, but you keep running your mouth saying how you and your new toy are better than everybody ever. Now, I know Simon has more experience with odds and chance and all that gambling lingo, but I'd say that WE are still the best in the world and YOU are wannabes hoping to get lucky again. Thats the problem with you two clowns... you keep thinking we're playing some game. Theres no cards here man, theres no dice... none of that shit. This is combat, four men beating the crap out of eachother, and area that we've excelled in since childhood.
Cyanide: Moxie, you may have finally gotten your revenge for when I whipped your ass a couple years ago, but that match meant nothing and did nothing for you. If you think you hurt my pride, then you're sadly mistaken. All it did was give me some more tools to use in my research and training against you and your buddy there. At the Main Event I will be more than prepared for anything you have to throw at me. You two assholes keep talking about us like we're an old relic that should have a statue and not be feared for the threat that we are. Kids, we're family and we've known eachother since childhood... but as a functional tag team, we've got under a year of experience. That says that when it comes to tag team wrestling we're just that much better than all of those teams that have been making a career out of teaming up. Whether it be Williams Brothers, the Destruction Crew, or Alley Ratz... they were the ones to compete with when we started as a team. So I thought it was kinda funny how you mention the Dark Ones, who've been dead for quite a long time and Xtreme Team who've just BARELY decided to come back as people that have always been big names here. So I suppose the question needs to be asked... what the hell have you two been watching? I've seen more thrown together tag teams than you two of the three teams you bothered to mention in the past year. The only thing that hasn't changed between those old time teams and the newer ones coming up is that WE, Death Sentence, are the very best team that SNW has and ever will see for as long as it stays alive.
Reaper: And that point is the most important one you need to remember. Now we're not stupid, we know damn well that everybody saw us in an argument earlier. Its an argument that stemmed from Cyanide's little problems a couple weeks ago, but when the Main Event comes around all of that won't matter. You see, whether we love eachother like family or hate eachother like deadly enemies, the fact of the matter is that nobody, no team on earth can best us in that ring. Hell Cyanide and myself could brawl all the way from the locker room to the ring and STILL be better than SiMox. We'd kick your asses and then after we secure that win, we'd go right back to beating the hell out of eachother. Thats how we are... we're competitors, we're fighters, we're the best in the world, but you guys are too hard headed to realize that. You play with your cards and giggle and laugh like little girls and make your jokes and somehow that makes you any better than the rookie nobody teams that will never see a big crowd and never know what its like to wrestle in front of huge crowds and thrill thousands of people. Well not in any reality I've ever seen, no... you two idiots want to treat this like some high school gym company, so we'll treat you like a couple of guys that belong in your buddies back yard wrestling on a trampoline. You claim to be the best there is... having never once proven a damned thing but you treat this like a school yard. You think that puts any fear in us? Are we supposed to respect that? Thats garbage... and it proves yet again that you don't belong here with people that do think this is the big time and bust their asses to show that they deserve to be here. If there was any justice in the world, you little punks would have had your legs broken by the grizzled old vet awhile ago just so you'd finally get the message.
Your "mission" to prove that you're on top of the tag team mountain looks like its being run by a prankster. Captain Crunch would be more effective at leading you to your goal. The way things are going, by the time you accompish the mission you'll be older than you and everybody in the industry keeps trying to claim we are. Always talking about us like we're the old timers and past our primes like a 40 plus year old wrestler. Just because we've done more in the wrestling world than most 40 plus year old wrestlers doesn't make us old. Hell we haven't even hit our 30's yet and thats generally where most wrestlers hit their primes. So here we are, 2 mid twenty year olds already have done more in wrestling than most people ever do and we haven't even hit our prime yet. That just means that the best is still yet to come for us. How the hell do you two plan to compete with that?
Cyanide: You guys keep spouting off this crap about you being kings in the land of jokers. Well consider us Gods in a land of kings. SiMox, you're not alone thinking you're the best and being proven wrong... you're just like every other team here. Everybody thinks they're on top, but can't pull the trigger when the opprotunity arises. We, on the other hand, have done just that. We proved that we're just that much better than the rest. Alone we're men to be feared, but as a team we're gods to be worshipped and bowed down too. But since you guys have opted to speak out against us and belittle all the time, then we will strike you down with our mighty hands and then leave your bodies lying for all to see as a reminder and an example of what happens to those who opt not to believe.
At the Main Event, SiMox, you're going to bring the best you've got and try to take our Texas Tag Team championships and we're going to turn you away and retain. Theres nothing you can do but let fate take its course and live with the outcome. Maybe this will serve as your wake up call that this isn't a game and its not a joking matter. This is the big time, this is what you're supposed to be working for and I don't see that desire in you guys. I see two guys that treat this like some high school PE class and do just enough to get by. Granted its better than some of these other teams, but its not nearly enough to what it takes when you're up against us. You two have got a lot to prove at the Main Event and I don't see you living up to the task. We're a team you don't mess with and you've only seen a piece of why we're the champions.
Reaper: This weekend, all the hype you've tried to build for yourselves is going to get kicked right back in your faces and when we destroy you, everybody will know that WE are the most dominating force in the world. You guys aren't ready for whats coming. You guys need a few more practice runs before you can fully prepare for a team of our calibur, but you'll show up and when you do we are going to wipe those smiles off your faces and replace all of your laughter with cries and screams for mercy. Simon knows all about that already. Its no different when theres two of you. We've trained our whole lives for moments just like this... moments to prove who's on top and who belongs beneath us. The Main Event is the type of situation where we shine and you fade into oblivion. We are the next legends of this profession and you guys... well you are the next disappointment. Death Sentence vs. SiMox for the Texas Tag Team championships is going to be a lesson in wrestling schools around the world about how to perform and dominate as champions and how not to wrestle when you're a challenger. SiMox, its been fun getting to know you and see what you bring to the table as far as tag wrestling goes, but we're not impressed and we're not amused. You guys are just going to get demolished and when its all said and done, you will be disposed of and forgotten while we will continue on the path of legends and that kids, is the Cold, hard Truth. We'll see you at the Main Event.
Reaper and Cyanide look at eachother and nod as they shake eachothers hand and Cyanide walks out of the house and the shot follows him and we fade to black as the door closes behind him.
Reaper:Ladies and gentlemen, the time has finally come to see one of the best tandems in the wrestling industry in us... Death Sentence, take on a team that has tried to pin themselves as people that have mattered when in reality its only a matter of time before they sputter out and forgotten in SiMox. No matter how delusional the two guys are, its been, if nothing else, a breath of fresh air to not have to beat a team we've already beaten. SiMox in one night beat three other VERY capable teams and put them in spotlight. Good for them, it really is, BUT just because they can get through one match and get a lucky title shot doesn't mean they are anything more than a flash in the pan. And the sad part is, Moxie, YOU of all people shouldn't be taking this fight lightly. Cyanide gave you your first loss in this company and you know damn well you aren't on my level, but you keep running your mouth saying how you and your new toy are better than everybody ever. Now, I know Simon has more experience with odds and chance and all that gambling lingo, but I'd say that WE are still the best in the world and YOU are wannabes hoping to get lucky again. Thats the problem with you two clowns... you keep thinking we're playing some game. Theres no cards here man, theres no dice... none of that shit. This is combat, four men beating the crap out of eachother, and area that we've excelled in since childhood.
Cyanide: Moxie, you may have finally gotten your revenge for when I whipped your ass a couple years ago, but that match meant nothing and did nothing for you. If you think you hurt my pride, then you're sadly mistaken. All it did was give me some more tools to use in my research and training against you and your buddy there. At the Main Event I will be more than prepared for anything you have to throw at me. You two assholes keep talking about us like we're an old relic that should have a statue and not be feared for the threat that we are. Kids, we're family and we've known eachother since childhood... but as a functional tag team, we've got under a year of experience. That says that when it comes to tag team wrestling we're just that much better than all of those teams that have been making a career out of teaming up. Whether it be Williams Brothers, the Destruction Crew, or Alley Ratz... they were the ones to compete with when we started as a team. So I thought it was kinda funny how you mention the Dark Ones, who've been dead for quite a long time and Xtreme Team who've just BARELY decided to come back as people that have always been big names here. So I suppose the question needs to be asked... what the hell have you two been watching? I've seen more thrown together tag teams than you two of the three teams you bothered to mention in the past year. The only thing that hasn't changed between those old time teams and the newer ones coming up is that WE, Death Sentence, are the very best team that SNW has and ever will see for as long as it stays alive.
Reaper: And that point is the most important one you need to remember. Now we're not stupid, we know damn well that everybody saw us in an argument earlier. Its an argument that stemmed from Cyanide's little problems a couple weeks ago, but when the Main Event comes around all of that won't matter. You see, whether we love eachother like family or hate eachother like deadly enemies, the fact of the matter is that nobody, no team on earth can best us in that ring. Hell Cyanide and myself could brawl all the way from the locker room to the ring and STILL be better than SiMox. We'd kick your asses and then after we secure that win, we'd go right back to beating the hell out of eachother. Thats how we are... we're competitors, we're fighters, we're the best in the world, but you guys are too hard headed to realize that. You play with your cards and giggle and laugh like little girls and make your jokes and somehow that makes you any better than the rookie nobody teams that will never see a big crowd and never know what its like to wrestle in front of huge crowds and thrill thousands of people. Well not in any reality I've ever seen, no... you two idiots want to treat this like some high school gym company, so we'll treat you like a couple of guys that belong in your buddies back yard wrestling on a trampoline. You claim to be the best there is... having never once proven a damned thing but you treat this like a school yard. You think that puts any fear in us? Are we supposed to respect that? Thats garbage... and it proves yet again that you don't belong here with people that do think this is the big time and bust their asses to show that they deserve to be here. If there was any justice in the world, you little punks would have had your legs broken by the grizzled old vet awhile ago just so you'd finally get the message.
Your "mission" to prove that you're on top of the tag team mountain looks like its being run by a prankster. Captain Crunch would be more effective at leading you to your goal. The way things are going, by the time you accompish the mission you'll be older than you and everybody in the industry keeps trying to claim we are. Always talking about us like we're the old timers and past our primes like a 40 plus year old wrestler. Just because we've done more in the wrestling world than most 40 plus year old wrestlers doesn't make us old. Hell we haven't even hit our 30's yet and thats generally where most wrestlers hit their primes. So here we are, 2 mid twenty year olds already have done more in wrestling than most people ever do and we haven't even hit our prime yet. That just means that the best is still yet to come for us. How the hell do you two plan to compete with that?
Cyanide: You guys keep spouting off this crap about you being kings in the land of jokers. Well consider us Gods in a land of kings. SiMox, you're not alone thinking you're the best and being proven wrong... you're just like every other team here. Everybody thinks they're on top, but can't pull the trigger when the opprotunity arises. We, on the other hand, have done just that. We proved that we're just that much better than the rest. Alone we're men to be feared, but as a team we're gods to be worshipped and bowed down too. But since you guys have opted to speak out against us and belittle all the time, then we will strike you down with our mighty hands and then leave your bodies lying for all to see as a reminder and an example of what happens to those who opt not to believe.
At the Main Event, SiMox, you're going to bring the best you've got and try to take our Texas Tag Team championships and we're going to turn you away and retain. Theres nothing you can do but let fate take its course and live with the outcome. Maybe this will serve as your wake up call that this isn't a game and its not a joking matter. This is the big time, this is what you're supposed to be working for and I don't see that desire in you guys. I see two guys that treat this like some high school PE class and do just enough to get by. Granted its better than some of these other teams, but its not nearly enough to what it takes when you're up against us. You two have got a lot to prove at the Main Event and I don't see you living up to the task. We're a team you don't mess with and you've only seen a piece of why we're the champions.
Reaper: This weekend, all the hype you've tried to build for yourselves is going to get kicked right back in your faces and when we destroy you, everybody will know that WE are the most dominating force in the world. You guys aren't ready for whats coming. You guys need a few more practice runs before you can fully prepare for a team of our calibur, but you'll show up and when you do we are going to wipe those smiles off your faces and replace all of your laughter with cries and screams for mercy. Simon knows all about that already. Its no different when theres two of you. We've trained our whole lives for moments just like this... moments to prove who's on top and who belongs beneath us. The Main Event is the type of situation where we shine and you fade into oblivion. We are the next legends of this profession and you guys... well you are the next disappointment. Death Sentence vs. SiMox for the Texas Tag Team championships is going to be a lesson in wrestling schools around the world about how to perform and dominate as champions and how not to wrestle when you're a challenger. SiMox, its been fun getting to know you and see what you bring to the table as far as tag wrestling goes, but we're not impressed and we're not amused. You guys are just going to get demolished and when its all said and done, you will be disposed of and forgotten while we will continue on the path of legends and that kids, is the Cold, hard Truth. We'll see you at the Main Event.
Reaper and Cyanide look at eachother and nod as they shake eachothers hand and Cyanide walks out of the house and the shot follows him and we fade to black as the door closes behind him.
