Post by Bubba JD on Sept 6, 2010 19:05:15 GMT -6
Scene opens at a makeshift studio. An old-school backdrop is set-up in the background with a cheap Destruction Crew image on it. The Destruction Crew is standing by. All of their faces are painted up, similar to what Luna Vachon would do.
Mike Hanson
As you can see, we've decided to go a different route with our segment time. Normally, we'd be at some bar, drinking some cold brews and getting into a fight with somebody. However, we've got a few things that need to be addressed that require us to be a bit more serious then normal.
Mauler
First & foremost, we wanted to bring up the death of one of the greatest divas of all time.....Luna Vachon. While many of you saw a rather bizarre interaction between us & Luna, we want it to be known that she's one of the coolest people in the business. She was the sister that none of use ever got to have.
She knew how to have kick back & relax. She also knew how to legitimately kick the crap out of anyone that pissed her off. I've still got bruises from times that I managed to piss her off.
On behalf of the Destruction Crew, I want it to be known that your life may've ended way too early, but you're spirit will live on forever!
Super Vader
With that said, we also have some business to take care of. Margera, you are the luckiest little prick to live right now. Through some form of luck, you managed to sneak out of your Horsehead Cane on a Pole Match with our manager with a win. Seriously, you took one hell of a whooping at the hands of The Gambler. A man that hasn't seen active competition in years took you to the woodshed and gave you a hell of an ass tanning, before you managed to sneak out the victory.
That says one of two things. Either The Gambler never lost his touch, after all these years. Or, more likely, you're not nearly as good as you like to claim to be Margera.
Killer Kong
The fact that you could barely handle The Gambler says one important thing. You don't stand a chance at Natural Selection when real wrestlers get their hands on you. You're death warrant is signed by The Gambler. It's been sealed. All that we need to do is deliver it. Natural Selection, we plan on delivering that death warrant. The Destruction Crew will leave a path of destruction & chaos in our wake as we run over anyone that gets in our way. SNW & the rest of the industry will finally be rid of the biggest pain in the ass to ever call himself a wrestler.
Scene comes to an end.
Mike Hanson
As you can see, we've decided to go a different route with our segment time. Normally, we'd be at some bar, drinking some cold brews and getting into a fight with somebody. However, we've got a few things that need to be addressed that require us to be a bit more serious then normal.
Mauler
First & foremost, we wanted to bring up the death of one of the greatest divas of all time.....Luna Vachon. While many of you saw a rather bizarre interaction between us & Luna, we want it to be known that she's one of the coolest people in the business. She was the sister that none of use ever got to have.
She knew how to have kick back & relax. She also knew how to legitimately kick the crap out of anyone that pissed her off. I've still got bruises from times that I managed to piss her off.
On behalf of the Destruction Crew, I want it to be known that your life may've ended way too early, but you're spirit will live on forever!
Super Vader
With that said, we also have some business to take care of. Margera, you are the luckiest little prick to live right now. Through some form of luck, you managed to sneak out of your Horsehead Cane on a Pole Match with our manager with a win. Seriously, you took one hell of a whooping at the hands of The Gambler. A man that hasn't seen active competition in years took you to the woodshed and gave you a hell of an ass tanning, before you managed to sneak out the victory.
That says one of two things. Either The Gambler never lost his touch, after all these years. Or, more likely, you're not nearly as good as you like to claim to be Margera.
Killer Kong
The fact that you could barely handle The Gambler says one important thing. You don't stand a chance at Natural Selection when real wrestlers get their hands on you. You're death warrant is signed by The Gambler. It's been sealed. All that we need to do is deliver it. Natural Selection, we plan on delivering that death warrant. The Destruction Crew will leave a path of destruction & chaos in our wake as we run over anyone that gets in our way. SNW & the rest of the industry will finally be rid of the biggest pain in the ass to ever call himself a wrestler.
Scene comes to an end.
