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All's Quiet; Prime
Topic Started: Mar 26 2009, 01:42 AM (60 Views)
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Toby. Prime. Microphone.

Bostock: With Anarchy in the UK only four days away, Prime, it's oddly and eerily quiet. Of the three men involved in this Dual Crown tiple threat match, you've been making the most noise. Not surprising as you're a defending champion, but one would have assumed the contenders would be on their toes, matching you word for word in this neck and neck Dual Crown race.

Prime cops a grin as arrogantly as he can. The mark of a true villain. Defiant and confident until the bitter end.

Prime: If that's the metaphor you want to throw down, Toby Bostock, then by all means, that's the metaphor we're going to work with. The Dual Crown race... and in this race we have a hare, a tortise, and a different breed of beast all together. So let's start with the hare... or for sake of comparrison, El Lumberjacko.

Prime shifts his posture slightly and raises his hands. After all, he's always been one to gesture with them while talking. It's a quirk.

Prime: Here's a guy who likes to run at one hundred miles and hour. Full boar... giving it everything he's got, but before long that need for speed is going to bite him in the ass. As a matter of fact...

Prime grins. Something amuses him.

Prime: It already has. See, when I set out against El Lumberjacko, the mission at hand was to humble him, and despite the fact that he's back in my ear like the pest he's always been, I feel that in a small way I've accomplished just that. Sure, Jacko's up to the same old tricks, but I truly feel that I've proven those same old tricks of his are rather futile in the long run. There he was buzzing and bouncing around like some kind of Canadian jumping bean, and then BAM!

Prime slaps his hands together and startles Toby.

Prime: I got my hands on him and put an end to all that. Yes, Jacko came back... but what has he done since he's come back?

A shake of the head form the champ.

Prime: Nothing that would lend him any credit. And certainly nothing that would spotlight him as any sort of contender for the Dual Crown! Except for maybe his "big win" last weekend.

Prime bunny ears big win and spouts those particular words with much sarcasm.

Prime: Congratuations, Jack... you pinned Jim O'Brien. I suppose in your mind that makes you as worthy a contdner as any other man who's on the list right? Because you've beaten guys right? Wrong. The fact of the matter is your list accounts for shit all because you have never beaten me! And I and the one man that you have to beat. You have never beaten me, El Lumberjacko, and you never will.

Prime crosses his arms while his eyes ease into a confident gaze.

Prime: I don't sweat you.

A chuckle puffs Primes chest before he settles himself once again.

Prime: Next in the race is the tortise... or Onikage. Slow and simple. Going it his pace and his way. The problem is no one really seems to know what his way is, and because of that, no one really cares anymore. Except for a few of us. Matter of fact, we cared enough to offer Onikage a very rare deal. Join us. Belong to something that matters... something, that unlike his failed Rejects, is going to go places.But being that Onikage always has been slow and simple, he decided to bite the hand that offered to feed him.

Prime wiggles a tsk-tsking finger.

Prime: That's not how we make friends and influence people. That's how we piss people off and get our ass kicked! And that's exactly what happened. He got his ass kicked. Now he's back... painted and boring just as always. He came out at the end of ReVolt and he stared at Jack.

Prime blinks expressionlessly at Toby a moment.

Prime: Ooooooooh!

Prime ghoulishly droans while shaking his hands in the air.

Prime: That one moment at the end of ReVolt drew about as much controversy as that stupid Hype kid did last year. But there are so many unasnwered questions!

He admits rather sarcastically.

Prime: Are Onikage and El Lumberjacko goig to join forces against the evil Dual Crown champion? Am I going to suffer a due measure of revenge for all the shitty things I've done? Am I next to go through a table?!

Prime works himself into a high pitched and anxious tension before dropping it as quick as he had Onikage and Jack through those tables.

Prime: Gimme a break. Controversy my ass. It's a well documented fact that Onikge has never gotten along with the other kids in the sandbox, and Jacko's too much of a sorry-ass glory hound to really humor the idea of a combined effort. He's not that right either. So really, what is scheduled to be a triple threat will remain a triple threat. Which comes to the third animal in this race.

Prime hoists the Dual Crown titles from the floor and drapes them over each of his shoulders. With a shrug Prime comands attention to each belt and then shoves a thumb toward his chest.

Prime: The lion. The king of the jungle. The Dual Crown Champion. Me. What can I say about me that hasn't already been said? El Lumberjacko says I'm just some juiced up 'roid rager. Well, that may be true in his mind and the minds of many, but this juiced up 'roid rager has been handing Jacko his own ass all over the world! So what's that say about Jack? I think Jack needs to reassess his campaign. As for Onikage... well... who knows what the hell he has to say about me? He doesn't say anything!

The champ says while frozen in a shrug.

Prime: But I suppose before all is said and done, Onikage will bomb in with his piece. He's a guy who likes to have the last word after all. That way I can't turn around and tell him just how full of shit he really is. But I will before he opens his mouth... because he is and always has been full of shit. There's nothing that's mysterious about the man. There's nothing that's scary about him either. He's just some goof who likes to brood like a Twighligh reject, play Halloween, and speak in riddles. He's proud of himself because nobody gets him. That's all he is... a pompus sum bitch who figures he's smarter than everyone else and bluffs his way through life because he doesn't really have that good a hand to play. Thus far, it's worked out for him, but come Anarchy in the UK he's going to realize that a strong hand will beat a weak bluff any day of the week.

Of course Prime is talking about the balled ham-sized fist he hovers in between himself and Toby.

Prime: And at the end of the day, some ritalin-rocket rabbit and some emo-creep turtle stand absolutely no chance against the rampant lion. Hail to the King!
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