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Twisted Visons of Truth and Reality; ~Anna~
Topic Started: Jul 9 2010, 04:54 AM (35 Views)
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Remember those small plastic toy military men that might have been apart of certain childhood memories locked away in the past? The little tiny guys frozen in their various poses and actions to replicate a mini-warscene. There might have even been some Russian bad guy ones or the Native Amercian warriors on a horse with a bow. Well those ones don’t matter because they are not relevant to the scene of our promotional video but none the less they might be a good mental reference point.

The reason the little green men (the toys not aliens, no Klingon in this video) are being mentioned is because Anna has quite a few strewn out in various locations to include on top of a couch, under an end table, and all across the floor. She makes “pew pew pew” noises as she holds one in each hand simulating that they are shooting one another.


Anna: Take this you stupid evil commie bastard! Pew pew! You’ll never take me alive! ARRGGGHHH!! Tell my wife that I…that I…I hate that stupid cheating whore. Gak…

Into this little makeshift battlefield of the Toy Story variety walks in our fair FIW reportor Toby Bobstock. The young man seems a bit afraid to enter but steels his nerves to walk into Anna’s direct line of sight.

Toby: Anna?

Taking her eyes off her action sequence, Anna looks up inquisitively at young Toby and seems disinterested right off the bat. She looks back down at her little men all lined up in front of her without any real focus being paid to Toby.

Anna: Who are you? I don’t know you. I don’t think I like your face.

Toby: Umm…sorry? I am Toby Bobstock.

Anna: That means less than nothing to me. Did the fairy queen send you? I will not send her that shipment of croutons until the payment of my pixie dust has arrived.

Toby: The fairy what? No I work for FIW.

Anna: I don’t know what that is.

Toby: The wrestling promotion that you work for…

Anna: Oh you mean FIW.

Toby: That’s what I said.

Anna: No it isn’t.

Toby: Yes it was. I said…nevermind. I am here to ask you some questions about your upcoming match.

Anna stops slamming the small toys into one another. Although that might seem normal one does have to question the logic of simulating hand to hand combat with a bunch of toys holding long range firearms. None the less Anna’s gaze turns to Toby with annoyance.

Anna: I don’t like the one with the ugly face under the mask.

Toby: Max Rowley?

Anna: God bless you.

Toby: Well his team did win over yours last week. Are you worried about something similar happening this week?

Anna: No you scrawny little bastard runt. Max Rowley has no talent or skill. He has the ability to babble off some nonsense without staying on a single focal point which to be honest is really annoying.

A moment of silence as Toby refuses to point out the irony. Ok moving on.

Anna: The guy thinks because he can throw a dropkick and hit an armdrag that he is something special. He is an untalented and overrated piece of muck. And considering nobody really thinks all that highly of him anyways, calling him overrated really has more impact that what you might think. While I do like Havok that match of his was dumb and I prefer not to take my clothes off in front of a camera…anymore.

Toby: Well speaking of Havok he will be your tag team partner this week.

Anna: Duh. Thanks for the newsflash Einstein. Why wouldn’t I already know that?

Toby: You didn’t even know what FIW was 2 minutes ago…

Anna: I know what FIW is stupid. As for my partner this week, Havok and I are kindred spirits. Like different sides of the same two headed coin. Or something. He calls me his little sister, which is a little patronizing but I forgive him. Between you and me, I don’t think Havok is really all there in the head you know.


Toby: Fine fine. Anyways, what are your thoughts about Bo-Jack?

Anna: Are you going to tell me who that is? I don’t know everything Cody.

Toby: It’s Toby and you just yelled at me for assuming that you might not know who…whatever. Bo-Jack is Max Rowley’s partner and your opponent this week.

Anna: I have none. I don’t know who that is.

Toby: He is one of our newer superstars. He is a larger fellow, some might call him heavy but he is a nice guy really with a country spirit and…

Toby trails off as Anna leaps up to her feet. Her eyes are wide and her breathing heavy. She stares a hateful if sporadic hole in Toby.

Anna: I AM NOT AFRAID OF RICK NULLER GOD DAMN IT!

Anna flings a handful of military men into Toby’s face before she runs off in the other direction. Toby shrieks like a frightened school girl as he puts his arms up to shield his face. Toby lowers his arms to watch Anna flee from the scene and then looks around the room in confusion. That’s the end. Yup. No more to this video.
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