Post by christaylor on Dec 7, 2007 16:01:59 GMT -5
The Scene opens in a dark room with only one known chair. A dark man sits in the chair and starts to stair at his hand.
Chris: Hmph. The “Divine one”. that’s laughable.
The man, known as Chris Taylor notices the camera.
Chris: Oh, hello. I was just pondering, and no, not Thinking- Pondering, there’s a difference. Well I was Thinking hard about something over a long period of time- the definition of Pondering, about……AWG and me. You know, 3rd chapter in the Handbooks. Im in that “Joking about my crappy life” mood, so, here we go.
Chris: When I came here I thought It was going to be me, a fish in a small pond- the first to get here. I thought that at some places its first come first serve, well then I find out that I was fish 16 in a crowded pond. I thought I was gonna get an easy shot at the title against clueless no names, well I found out that that was me. I was stepping against Cap’n Carnage, Rage, Jackboot, Green Ninja, SeReNa and other big shots. Crushed, I made promos pissin and moanin about me not being in Divine Intervention, not because I wanted a shot and couldn‘t , but because I wanted a shot against stupid no-names and didn‘t , not going against soon to be Legends jumping ship from the S.S. Falkone. Out of all the ways to remedy this problem, I created more. At DI I make a fool of myself in front of said legends to be, and to top the night off, I lost my debut match. Like in the steps of emotions after someone you love dies, I showed anger. I took my anger out on Miscellaneous Jobber #2 at the first Authenticity . Whoop Dee Mother %$*@#ing DO! I beat a Jobber , giving me a 1-1 record that I don’t give a $%^ing care about. Next, I dumbly blame things on Adrian Young….. Yeah, that helps. In his next promo, he gave not a 2 Sh*t’s about what I said. I don’t care. I just needed a name and a picture that I could Point the blame at. No matter. Now Im “Pondering”......... Hmph.
Chris: Hmph. The “Divine one”. that’s laughable.
The man, known as Chris Taylor notices the camera.
Chris: Oh, hello. I was just pondering, and no, not Thinking- Pondering, there’s a difference. Well I was Thinking hard about something over a long period of time- the definition of Pondering, about……AWG and me. You know, 3rd chapter in the Handbooks. Im in that “Joking about my crappy life” mood, so, here we go.
Chris: When I came here I thought It was going to be me, a fish in a small pond- the first to get here. I thought that at some places its first come first serve, well then I find out that I was fish 16 in a crowded pond. I thought I was gonna get an easy shot at the title against clueless no names, well I found out that that was me. I was stepping against Cap’n Carnage, Rage, Jackboot, Green Ninja, SeReNa and other big shots. Crushed, I made promos pissin and moanin about me not being in Divine Intervention, not because I wanted a shot and couldn‘t , but because I wanted a shot against stupid no-names and didn‘t , not going against soon to be Legends jumping ship from the S.S. Falkone. Out of all the ways to remedy this problem, I created more. At DI I make a fool of myself in front of said legends to be, and to top the night off, I lost my debut match. Like in the steps of emotions after someone you love dies, I showed anger. I took my anger out on Miscellaneous Jobber #2 at the first Authenticity . Whoop Dee Mother %$*@#ing DO! I beat a Jobber , giving me a 1-1 record that I don’t give a $%^ing care about. Next, I dumbly blame things on Adrian Young….. Yeah, that helps. In his next promo, he gave not a 2 Sh*t’s about what I said. I don’t care. I just needed a name and a picture that I could Point the blame at. No matter. Now Im “Pondering”......... Hmph.