Post by slappy on May 10, 2006 10:48:36 GMT -5
*A dark room is shown and the camera is looking all around it, smoke bellowing out of pipes, the warm moist air, a sticky sensation.*
JBL: "I am in the boiler room. This week on Saturday Night's Main Event, I have to face Rave...Chris Masters in a Hangman's Horror match. The match will be that much easier facing Chris Masters. I was supposed to face Raven, but I guess he was fired or something, not really sure. But that doesn't matter. I'll treat Masters exactly how I was going to treat Raven. It doesn't matter who I face. I don't see a wrestler before me, I see a loser. I am undefeated at SNME. I am hoping to be three and zero at the end of the night.
*JBL starts to smile and Amy Weber looks on and claps*
"We will stand in the ring face to face, make our way to the back and into the boiler room and leave my eyes looking into Chris Master's soul. Those tortured eyes. Because, you see. You have to hang your opponent to win. It sounds sadistic, well, it is. And I will make sure to choke the life out of Masters. I will drag Chris Master's lifeless body back here, drag it over to this rope."
*JBL starts walking away and the camera follows*
"This dummy will represent Chris Masters. Very accurately, I must say. Amy, hold this."
*JBL runs back a bit and then charges for Amy Weber. The fear in her eyes, as she shuts them, right before JBL gets to her. Layfield brings his arm up and connecting with the neck of the dummy*
"Masters, I will take your head off. But then, again, what would I hang you by?"
*JBL grabs the rope and ties it around the dummy's foot. The dummy is now dangling in front of JBL. He looks at it and starts stomping on it.*
"This will be you. I may be a little hardcore in this match, but that will be too bad for you. I've went to, what I thought were my limits before, but now I see I can go much farther. And be as sadistic as Paul Heyman, when he thought of this match."
*JBL unties the dummy. Then, reties it when he wraps the rope around it's neck*
"What a great site this will be. Masters hung up and me moving on to the finals of Paul Heyman's Hardcore Cup. You can try and stop me Chris, try being the key word. You can try all you like, but you won't succeed. We'll be taken to hell and back. The darkest pits, fire ravaging around us. And when it's all said and done, I am still a WRESTLING GOD."
*JBL and Amy Weber start walking off as the camera just watches and fades to black*
JBL: "I am in the boiler room. This week on Saturday Night's Main Event, I have to face Rave...Chris Masters in a Hangman's Horror match. The match will be that much easier facing Chris Masters. I was supposed to face Raven, but I guess he was fired or something, not really sure. But that doesn't matter. I'll treat Masters exactly how I was going to treat Raven. It doesn't matter who I face. I don't see a wrestler before me, I see a loser. I am undefeated at SNME. I am hoping to be three and zero at the end of the night.
*JBL starts to smile and Amy Weber looks on and claps*
"We will stand in the ring face to face, make our way to the back and into the boiler room and leave my eyes looking into Chris Master's soul. Those tortured eyes. Because, you see. You have to hang your opponent to win. It sounds sadistic, well, it is. And I will make sure to choke the life out of Masters. I will drag Chris Master's lifeless body back here, drag it over to this rope."
*JBL starts walking away and the camera follows*
"This dummy will represent Chris Masters. Very accurately, I must say. Amy, hold this."
*JBL runs back a bit and then charges for Amy Weber. The fear in her eyes, as she shuts them, right before JBL gets to her. Layfield brings his arm up and connecting with the neck of the dummy*
"Masters, I will take your head off. But then, again, what would I hang you by?"
*JBL grabs the rope and ties it around the dummy's foot. The dummy is now dangling in front of JBL. He looks at it and starts stomping on it.*
"This will be you. I may be a little hardcore in this match, but that will be too bad for you. I've went to, what I thought were my limits before, but now I see I can go much farther. And be as sadistic as Paul Heyman, when he thought of this match."
*JBL unties the dummy. Then, reties it when he wraps the rope around it's neck*
"What a great site this will be. Masters hung up and me moving on to the finals of Paul Heyman's Hardcore Cup. You can try and stop me Chris, try being the key word. You can try all you like, but you won't succeed. We'll be taken to hell and back. The darkest pits, fire ravaging around us. And when it's all said and done, I am still a WRESTLING GOD."
*JBL and Amy Weber start walking off as the camera just watches and fades to black*