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| Tweet Topic Started: Mar 18 2005, 11:20 PM (53 Views) | |
| Infamy | Mar 18 2005, 11:20 PM Post #1 |
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We fade in to what can be best described as "The Biggest Locker Room In The World" its huge, its also very modern the walls are white theres a few large chairs and a couch with some food beautifully laid out on the glass coffe table in the centre of the room. Carlos Kane walks passed the camera and sets a bottle of Jack Daniels and a shot glass down on the glass table, hes not exactly walking very well either by the way, being kicked in the "Platinum Jewels™" will do that to a man. He dosent sit, he stands all cocky like with that oh so trademark grin on his face, he begins to shake his head, pointing at the camera... CK: Nah, Man I knew you were some crazy motha'fucka but damn cuz, his own son...Jim *Carlos is almost in hysterics here shaking his head* man I thought I raised the bar, ya know exposing Rage, going into his home..but damn, thats some fucked up shit! Carlos bends down and pours the Jack Daniels into the shot glass and gulps it down in one, savouring the taste he sets the bottle and shot glass back down on the shiny glass CK: Jim I gotta give ya credit man, thats some ballsy shit...but dont get it twisted this aint kiss the champs ass time, oh no. Ya see Jim when its all said and done, when the dust settles..you still have something I want, no' I NEED! His demeanor changes and that cool calm exterior begins to melt away.... CK: So Jim im going to do something against my better judgement, I wouldnt normally do this but seeing as im in a giving mood, ill do you a small favour The cocky smirk returns, you can probably gather whats coming... CK: Jim, im going to give you the night off, *Carlos is nodding at this point, obviously he reckons Jim wont fully agree* No thats right, you heard me..the night off, I mean you come down to the ring if you want, plop that Stephen Hawking wannabe at ringside, go get yourself a chair, make yourself comfy..hell maybe even get a drink, maybe some popcorn hell go wild, and get a good upclose and personal look at the next challenger for your Dual Crown championship Carlos strokes the underside of his chin, nodding at camera he grabs a few nuts from the table, throwing them in the air and catching them in his mouth, his arrogance pertrudes every pore CK: Jim you will witness first hand, as I anhialate the legend that is Silent Rage. Me and Rage we go way back, damn near killed each other, I took Rage to his limits and beyond I exposed his little "secret" life, I shown the world what a washed up drunken has-been he really is, I showed him and the world how much his son hates him, how his wife hates him...HOW EVERYONE HATES HIM. Carlos sits himself down on the leather couch and pops his feet upon the glass coffee table and pours himself another shot of Jack Daniels and leaves it on the side CK: Adam listen up, listen real close coz I know your watching..This is sort of getting to be my litle niche catchphrase but hey it works and well it sums things up nicely, Adam for real listen up, HYPE NEVER FORGETS...*Carlos shakes his head* "NEVER", HYPE NEVER STOPS, you go ask Maclay if Carlos Kane stops, you go ask him how his arm feels right now, you go ask him is Carlos Kane the damndest motha'fucker walking, and finally Adam, youll like this one...HYPE NEVER FORGIVES, Hype VS Rage Part 4, The Final Showdown, you better believe ni**as be huntin, So Adam...Silent Rage, sober up, coz come Tuesday, Freedom Hall, Louisville, Kentucky...Live in the place where Carlos Kane has always belonged, THE MAIN EVENT...I will justify "The Hype" one more time, and finally..SILENCE...THE RAGE Carlos grabs the shot glass and tips it to the camera and gulps it down in one and slams it backdown on to the glass table. Carlos leans back into the couch hands around the back of his head, kicking back. CK: Now that the small part is outta the way, lets take a little trip back in time, to last Tuesday to be more precise, Ya know im not even gonna front, Ken for one second...for one split second, you had me. I was picturing you..me bottle of Crystal maybe a dip in the hot tub, your nails digged deep into my back screaming...screaming HARDER, HARDER, HARDER! *Carlos runs his finger over his lips just going over that mental note again and again* I let my guard down Ken, for one second, and you did something that can only be best described as grievous bodily harm, ASSAULT! you rocked the "Platinum Jewels". Now for a lesser man thats probably something they can get over, but damnit Ken..*hes begining to bubble at this point the cool icey exterior is begining to melt once again* Ya know theres two broads...Jennifer and Britney I think there names were that are none to happy with you, they were waiting back at the hotel, it was suppose to be there time to shine..but when a man of my....stature, gets done like that, well lets just say I was in no mood to play doctors and nurses. Hes pissed, very pissed you can tell this by the way hes leaning forward now looking at the camera, "hell have no fury like a brotha kicked in the jewels" fire in his eyes, if looks could kill, well poor Ken better know what shes getting herself into CK: Ken, this Tuesday theres a whole load of pain coming you way, your not going to make it to PPV..I almost snapped your ankle once and I can damn sure do it again, book a bed now Ken coz come Tuesday in Louisville, Kentucky finding a spot in A&E will be damn near impossible because ni**as damn sure be huntin, and remember one last time, hell fuck it join in with me, HYPE NEVER FORGETS, HYPE NEVER STOPS and HYPE NEVER FORGIVES now you damn sure better believe that bitch... Carlos leans in even closer to the camera making sure hes damn well gonna get heard, he grabs the bottle of Jack Daniels in his hand CK: ...ITS REAL! Carlos leans back into the couch his eyes never leaving the glare of the camera, taking a swig from his bottle of Jack Daniels as the scene begins to fade |
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