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| Grrr and Ragh; Mungrel #127 | |
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| Tweet Topic Started: Feb 14 2015, 07:52 AM (31 Views) | |
| Xtreme Kitten | Feb 14 2015, 07:52 AM Post #1 |
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[Mungrel is show sitting on the floor cross legged hands on his knees palms up with his thumb and index finger touching at the tips, in a well lit room. The Entertainer has a large and fading bruise on his ribs and the cut on his head looks to be healing well but is still stitched] Mungrel: Oh many pleasures had. [He says with his eyes closed as as if chanting a mantra] Mungrel: Oh many pleasures had. [He says again his own personal perversion of “om mani padme hum”] Mungrel: Oh many pleasures had. [He opens his eyes and looks at the camera] Mungrel: Ah, come, come I have much to share with you. [The camera moves closer to Mungrel and B. sits across from the battered Mungrel, on closer inspection the challenger from Nensai Senjou seems to be in a better shape then he was when he last spoke to Toby. Besides being clean shaven, there are no bags under his eyes and speaking of eyes they are clear not bloodshot and it works overall to give an entirely different impression of Mungrel than that of the sleep deprived lunacy we last saw] Mungrel: Oh what fun we had at Nensai Senjou... [He pauses looking past the camera to B Mungrel: Well I had. [He refocuses on the camera] Mungrel: There was a crowd, there was a well behaved crowd and I made them stand and pay attention and forget everything else for a moment. [He smiles] Mungrel: Such fun, such joy, that I can understand my tag team partners dismay of not being there. [The smile fades] Mungrel: Poor Ethan was kept away suspended. [Mungrel nods a little] Mungrel: It could have been me... well except no one would believe that I was on steroids. [He looks at his body and smirks] Mungrel: Okay if they only looked at my body they might believe it but seriously steroids? What's the point? There's no high, the side effects are shit and if I've learned anything from professional cycling you have to do a whole bunch of shit to get away with it. [He stares at the camera] Mungrel: All that effort for acne and [He pauses for a moment] Mungrel: And it doesn't matter because you weren't on them, even though you seem to be suffering from a bit of rage. No you weren't and aren't on them but you did have the International Championship taken, I omit undisputed because it clearly is disputed. Twice over it's disputed actually, you and Xtreme Kitten have had that championship taken without ever being beaten for it. Seriously though you need to take a chill pill or something, I'm sure one of my old contacts could point you in the right direction if you need a real one. We get it you're angry but take a step back, the best revenge isn't deafening Schwartz and the rest of us, it's taking back the championship. [Mungrel smiles because he knows what he'll be talking about later] Mungrel: You really should relax until then, all this GRRRR and RAGH stuff can't be good for your blood pressure, have you tried yoga? [Mungrel quickly rocks back, hands over head, momentum, legs untangle and up, countering the momentum and he's still, he turns on his hands to face the camera upside down and lowers himself onto his forearms and his core held tight to stablise himself] Mungrel: It's awesome. [He stays in that position for a while before pushing back up onto his hands turning, bringing his legs back into lotus while in a tripod handstand and then laying down before sitting back up in the position he started] Mungrel: You probably shouldn't try moving like that for a little while through, else I might get jealous and kick you in the throat. [He smiles] Mungrel: I'm kidding, I'm kidding move all you like but if you hurt yourself remember you were warned so you'd have to grrr and ragh into a mirror. [He seemingly likes saying ggrrrr and ragh] Mungrel: Now we come to my grrrrs and raghs. [Yep clearly enjoys it] Mungrel: Desperately trying to say sober? [Mungrel looks around] Mungrel: I don't see any restraints, the door to my hotel rooms locks from the inside and [He stares at the backs of his hands before turning them to the camera] Mungrel: No X tattoos. [Hands back on his knees palms down] Mungrel: No desperate measures here, just other things to fill my time. Like more yoga, more workouts, more film, more music, more B. more more more more. [He smiles at all he has now that booze has gone away] Mungrel: I do not fear relapse, I do not worry that fans in venues all over the world will be holding that liquid I once spent every waking moment with because there are other things that plague my mind more. [He smirks] Mungrel: My superior. [The smirk becomes a sneer and the word superior is uttered with complete contempt] Mungrel: You were the pretty in Pretty Entertaining and well you not even prettier than me and we're supposed to not laugh when you say were the star member of Pretty Entertaining? You seem to believe it so I guess you wouldn't like it but mate c'mon I'm clearly more entertaining. Months from now people will still be talking about how I leapt from the ring onto the table and drove you through it but they wont even recall what you did to retain the Dual Crown. [He smiles as he talks about the modified Sasuke Special then smirks as he talks about Neo retaining] Mungrel: Now what may be because you had your manager do all the hard work really. Because you really didn't seem to be up to the effort of stopping me yourself. [Mungrel stares at the camera for in silent contempt] Mungrel: Beer? You offered me beer before the match, that's offensive [Well yeah he is sober] Mungrel: No because of the whole no booze or no matches thing either. [Wait what?] Mungrel: Because you know I hate that shit, you couldn't even offer me a nice Bourbon or a Rum or anything else? [Well he could have but would that have actually tempted Mungrel] Mungrel: Smashing the bottle over my head though, that was a nice move, I appreciate that. [Again what?] Mungrel: Bringing the fight right too me, really though from there you were a let down. [Mungrel smiles ear to ear] Mungrel: It's the same feeling all those women around the world feel when you get them back to the hotel, they are so impressed then meh. I've roomed next door to you, you can try and deny it but had to strain my ears to hear those moans “oh yeah, you're a champion, you're a champion” [He says completely deadpan then smiles wide] Mungrel: As hollow as it sounded coming through the wall it's even more so now. [He leans towards the camera] Mungrel: You're a champion. [There's no contempt, no anger, no jealousy] Mungrel: But your not entertaining, hell your not even a fighter. You're wimp in a warrior's body, you look the part but you forgot the lines. [He looks disgusted] Mungrel: It makes me sick to think you broke Xtreme Kitten's record, you. He did it by knocking people out, by forcing official to call matches, by driving people head first to the mat what did you do? Scare a kid with a hammer? Pathetic. You think breaking that record entitles you to be considered one of the great ones, that you're something to be admired? [He shakes his head] Mungrel: Pathetic Entitlement, welcome to the Neo Age. [He smirks but it fades] Mungrel: I'll concede though, I lost the match, I underestimated you. I planned for that exact eventuality when facing Clay Kruger, I had B. under guard the whole time. I didn't see it coming from you when it was plan as day, you and me we are so alike that I should have know that any thought I'd had you would eventually steal. [He smirks] Mungrel: But you got me, so shame on me but next time, B. will see the old man coming and kick him in the nut and break his fucking nose, I mean I know she wants to. [He looks past the camera perhaps waiting for B. to spin and affirm] Mungrel: Honestly I'm not too sure she'll wait, it's been a little scary around here actually, she's pissed. [He smiles] Mungrel: Part of that is Gino's fault and part of that's mine for playing all the songs I can find with filth as a theme. [He pauses a moment] Mungrel: Filthy. Fiiiiiillllllthhhhy. Filthy. It's a fun word to say and often filthy things are fun things. Filthy and selfish I believe you said, so filh is what I'm going to give you. [He puts his hand down his pants and rubs] Mungrel: It's going to be fun. [End off footage] |
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