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| Hahaha, You Think I am Soft, Vato?; I wouldn't bet on it. | |
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| Tweet Topic Started: Mar 11 2005, 07:31 AM (49 Views) | |
| Max Corona | Mar 11 2005, 07:31 AM Post #1 |
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“You know what’s funny?” This question opens our scene, as the camera pulls away from the paused image of El Lobo Loco on the closed circuit TV, and then the camera pulls away further revealing none other than Max Corona as he reaches up and turns the monitor off, and dirrects his attention to the camera. Max: Nothing. You see El Homo Hobo, I don’t find your lizard or you funny or really entertaining for that matter. I am Sure that some people do, or you’d still be in Mexico. Ah good ol’ TJ where I was first introduced to Luchadore Wrestling, where I started my wrestling career. Lots has changed over the years, my ring name for one, my wrestling style, hell even my finishing move, but one thing remains the same weather it be from behind a mask, or blood sweat and tears, and that is who I am inside, Hobo. Deep, deep down in the pit of my soul there still lies a Luchadore, but wait a minute, I removed my own mask, at a Pay-Per-View, and hundreds of thousands witnessed it, so I guess that I am not really a Luchadore any longer, right? Max’s face grows more intense. Fuck the fine line between being a face or heel, Max is one hundred percent emotion. Max: I know what you’re thinking, Homo, you’re thinking that you’ve beaten me already because you blew past me in our first encounter, and in my very next match I lost again, but to a woman, so you think I am weak, and that I will be another easy win for you. But have you stopped to think for a moment, that you’ve only beaten me because I was sick, and then I lost to Sam Kinloch only to make you think that I was a joke? Yeah son I am already in your head. BUT I am not going to give you my whole plan as of yet, now that would be foolish, however I can tell you that you have never faced an opponent like me yet, not even one our previous encounter. Max pauses for a moment, and looks at the floor. Max: *Looking up at the camera.* You want me to fear you, Homo, don’t you? Oh, and don’t bother talking back to the TV, My Vida Loca, it’s called tape delay. I know you do, you think that your little dabble in to the dark arts should be a foundation of fear, it’s not, you think the ass whooping you gave me is yet another basis of fear, nope. You see Locust, I don’t fear someone who can go three weeks with out answering a challenge. What is it? Are you really that slow that you can’t think of a viable comeback? Lo Life, I don’t care that you think that I have already lost this match and that I just don’t know it yet, you must think that I am willing to let all that time that I spent calling you out go to waste, and in turn my career, and I am not ready to throw that away. But go ahead and live in your delusional world where your Jedi mind tricks actually work, or rather let me hit you with the Maximum Overdriver back to reality where you ask me one question. Again Max comes out with a dramatic pause, if he didn’t have it here, it would be one big run on paragraph of random thought. Max: What question is that? Well think about it. OK you think you got it? Sorry, I can’t hear you, you see I am in another room now, and I am not even really filming this when you watch this, you know the whole cable thing, only allowed eight profanities an hour, and with Carlos Kane in the building you know that they are saving every foul word for him. Anyway, LoJack, that one question is: “Max, you hard, Vato?” and in which I can respond standing over your carcass, “Yes, yes I am, and I am good enough, and I am smart enough, and I am ridiculously good looking, and goddamn it, people like me. And oh yeah, I just kicked your ass!” Max scratches his chin for a moment, and then his face shows a new radiance. Max: And once you lose your struggle to remain conscious, and your sight fades away to darkness, the last think you’ll hear, Esse, is my entrance music, as it reprises and the bass line hits your throbbing head and continues the damage already caused by the Maximum Overdriver, you’ll hear the lyrics that really couldn’t be more true, you see Fuckstain, I could be just like you, but I am not because I have been down the very path that you are on, and I have found very lonely, that is why Darkness Dragon isn’t around anymore, nor is Neo Dragon, all that matters is that I know where I came from, I know that I have hurt people in the past, and well I going to do it all over again, and I am going to do it all over again, and I am going to inflict pain unparallel, TOO YOU. Max flashes his confident smile, and the camera fades. |
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