Post by kingnicholai on Dec 5, 2007 16:46:23 GMT -5
We once again cut to this segment already in progress. Nikolai King is already standing in the ring, and appears to have a green bottle of some kind of liquor. His eyes are narrowed as he occasionally takes a drink from it, and signals for a mike, which a ring technician hands him promptly.
"I know what the hell you parasites are thinking...I lost my match. BAH. What do I care. I went to get something to mix with this fucking gin. And to be fair, that bitch of his caught me off-guard. And I could never hit a woman anyhow........."
Groans erupt from the audience.
"But I have no objections to punching a whore. So next time we meet, Johnny Kaos, watch your fucking ass. And I'll watch my fucking booze."
The audience laughs a bit as Nikolai sits down.
"Now I have some things to talk about. It appears that I have myself a match on underground attitude. Five other men......well, four and some kind of dragon thing, anyhow. Two of which hold titles. Now while i'm going to hold no delusions of winning a championship this quickly, I am out to prove myself. I have our great leader Mortimer Plumtree to thank for my last opportunity, and I can promise you this, sir...........I will not disappoint."
The audience boos very loudly at this show of appreciation for the reviled Mortimer Plumtree. Garbage once again begins to rain into the ring.
Nikolai gets a sneer on his face and takes another drink of what now is clearly shown to be Tanqueray. "Dear chaps, you simply show how easily you are misguided. As far as my match is concerned............"
He turns to the graphic of the six men on the videotron, all in assorted poses and displaying what they've got.
"I believe that with determination, skill, and a bit of cunning, I can overcome every obstacle this life puts before me. The wrestling ring is no different. Allow me to show you all why they call me the saviour, and I will save you all from mediocrity........boredom........your own selfish desires. A parasite is almost always never a parasite by choice. As for the rest of my opponents, they too shall feel the sting of my word. Although.......in a much more......physical sense." Nikolai proceeds to laugh a bit to himself, as the audience continues to boo.
"I promise you this. I will be victorious and I will walk out with my arm raised. And there's not a god damned thing any of you can do about it, worms......and by the way. Sah'ta. Friend. Comrade'. It's been forever since we've spoken. Surely you, too, tire of these parasites? Come. Walk with me, talk with me. Whenever you get the time, mate."
Nikolai proceeds to exit the ring and leave through the crowd, handing his Gin to a security team member who looks bored.
"I know what the hell you parasites are thinking...I lost my match. BAH. What do I care. I went to get something to mix with this fucking gin. And to be fair, that bitch of his caught me off-guard. And I could never hit a woman anyhow........."
Groans erupt from the audience.
"But I have no objections to punching a whore. So next time we meet, Johnny Kaos, watch your fucking ass. And I'll watch my fucking booze."
The audience laughs a bit as Nikolai sits down.
"Now I have some things to talk about. It appears that I have myself a match on underground attitude. Five other men......well, four and some kind of dragon thing, anyhow. Two of which hold titles. Now while i'm going to hold no delusions of winning a championship this quickly, I am out to prove myself. I have our great leader Mortimer Plumtree to thank for my last opportunity, and I can promise you this, sir...........I will not disappoint."
The audience boos very loudly at this show of appreciation for the reviled Mortimer Plumtree. Garbage once again begins to rain into the ring.
Nikolai gets a sneer on his face and takes another drink of what now is clearly shown to be Tanqueray. "Dear chaps, you simply show how easily you are misguided. As far as my match is concerned............"
He turns to the graphic of the six men on the videotron, all in assorted poses and displaying what they've got.
"I believe that with determination, skill, and a bit of cunning, I can overcome every obstacle this life puts before me. The wrestling ring is no different. Allow me to show you all why they call me the saviour, and I will save you all from mediocrity........boredom........your own selfish desires. A parasite is almost always never a parasite by choice. As for the rest of my opponents, they too shall feel the sting of my word. Although.......in a much more......physical sense." Nikolai proceeds to laugh a bit to himself, as the audience continues to boo.
"I promise you this. I will be victorious and I will walk out with my arm raised. And there's not a god damned thing any of you can do about it, worms......and by the way. Sah'ta. Friend. Comrade'. It's been forever since we've spoken. Surely you, too, tire of these parasites? Come. Walk with me, talk with me. Whenever you get the time, mate."
Nikolai proceeds to exit the ring and leave through the crowd, handing his Gin to a security team member who looks bored.