Post by dynamocrunch1 on Dec 3, 2012 17:45:42 GMT -5
*The camera shot opens up to me doing weights in my exercise room. I'm at least doing 80-100 pounds at the moment. I'm only wearing a white tank top,red shorts,and my socks along with my sneakers of course. I finish doing my 30 reps,put the weights down,grab my towel and water bottle and proceed to the shower area. But before I enter I tell the crew something.*
"I'll do the interview after my shower. OK guys?"
*10 minutes later....I come downstairs fully clothed with just my street clothes. I sit on the couch with my present girlfriend,Madison. You should remember her from the press conference. That's if you read the article dumb-asses. I put my arm around her while she's watching football and proceed to speak.*
"Well Fatal,you think you're really that powerful? You're nowhere near my level of strength. You're just a puny,bald headed insect for me to crush. I've been out training back at EWA and I have learned more techniques. Went next door to an MMA school and learned a whole lot of holds. So I can also do limb damage as well. Better hope you're arm doesn't gets popped out of its socket almost like what I did to Reynolds at Uncivil War. The guy was the weakest wrestler I've ever faced. He just down right sucked the entire match while I planted him into the mat and pinned him. Then you had to ruin my celebration by challenging me this Thursday. Well the lights are in check and the match is set. You are gonna go down in my winning column as another fried jobber because you're as worthless as your disgraced family!"
*I take out a tape recorder and it plays with the same voice of Jared Reynolds screaming out in agony to the Short Arm Scissors. I put it away and continue speaking.*
"Anyway,I can't believe you said I'm just a somebody who MPW just randomly hired you son-of-a-*censored*. I'll have you know that this past Sunday in the other company I work with,I won the Sunday Showcase Division Championship. That belt proves I'm a person making a name for himself. You just insult people because you think it's cool when it's not you *censored*sucker."
*I reach underneath the couch and pull out the shining Sunday Showcase Championship and hold it in my lap as I continue to talk.*
"My most powerful trademark move these days is my Crunchitizer a.k.a,a One Shoulder Reverse Pile-driver in case you have a 2Nd grade education tough guy. Next thing you know,you're too dazed to see what happens next. Pump-handle,lift onto my right shoulder,dropped into a Michinoku Driver II. Dynamic Spike all the way through. Then while you're laying on the ground,hook of the leg,1.. 2.. 3. With the entire audience at the US Airways Center watching this rookie champion winning over a scumbag pro like you in front of their eyes."
*I lean back resting my back and shoulders against the back of the couch.*
"Jimmy Fatal,you're the next person on my list that needs to be taught a lesson in the category of respect you cocky son-of-a-b*tch. When you're pinned on the mat for the 1-2-3,you'll see I am better than you. I am a winner,I am what the audience wants to see,I am "The Dynamic Dragon" Dynamo Crunch! And when the dragon is angry,you get fire to mess with your sh*t. You're probably sh*tting yourself right now as I speak. Fatal,everyone knows I'm going to win that match between you and me. I am going to be the winner,you're going to be the one who's shoulders get pinned on the mat after a Dynamic Spike and not a Fatal Mistake not a small package not a La Magistral,not a playing possum trick,just straight up pinned on the mat for 3 seconds and the fans will laugh as you get your ass kicked by a rookie like me. You see these muscles? I work out everyday and always get stronger while you are like "Stone Cold" Steve Austin just sitting back at your place and drinking Budweiser beer only in your pants with no shirt. You are a disgrace to MPW you mofo."
*The crew thinks the interview over but I grab the camera and hold it in front of my face and my title.*
"JF,just don't throw a tantrum when I pick up the victory because you won't get a victory in this match and you won't. Rookie gets the victory,pro loses the match. It's gonna be so funny I might even post it on twitter and maybe even Face book. But trust me,you.....will......get..........CRRRRUNCHED!!!!!!!!!!!!! Now,get all your fancy tools out of my house because this interview is dismissed."
*I shove the camera back into the man's chest causing him to fall back and the crew of 7 people scurry out of my place and I turn my attention to the television and begin to watch football with my girlfriend.*
Fade to black.....
"I'll do the interview after my shower. OK guys?"
*10 minutes later....I come downstairs fully clothed with just my street clothes. I sit on the couch with my present girlfriend,Madison. You should remember her from the press conference. That's if you read the article dumb-asses. I put my arm around her while she's watching football and proceed to speak.*
"Well Fatal,you think you're really that powerful? You're nowhere near my level of strength. You're just a puny,bald headed insect for me to crush. I've been out training back at EWA and I have learned more techniques. Went next door to an MMA school and learned a whole lot of holds. So I can also do limb damage as well. Better hope you're arm doesn't gets popped out of its socket almost like what I did to Reynolds at Uncivil War. The guy was the weakest wrestler I've ever faced. He just down right sucked the entire match while I planted him into the mat and pinned him. Then you had to ruin my celebration by challenging me this Thursday. Well the lights are in check and the match is set. You are gonna go down in my winning column as another fried jobber because you're as worthless as your disgraced family!"
*I take out a tape recorder and it plays with the same voice of Jared Reynolds screaming out in agony to the Short Arm Scissors. I put it away and continue speaking.*
"Anyway,I can't believe you said I'm just a somebody who MPW just randomly hired you son-of-a-*censored*. I'll have you know that this past Sunday in the other company I work with,I won the Sunday Showcase Division Championship. That belt proves I'm a person making a name for himself. You just insult people because you think it's cool when it's not you *censored*sucker."
*I reach underneath the couch and pull out the shining Sunday Showcase Championship and hold it in my lap as I continue to talk.*
"My most powerful trademark move these days is my Crunchitizer a.k.a,a One Shoulder Reverse Pile-driver in case you have a 2Nd grade education tough guy. Next thing you know,you're too dazed to see what happens next. Pump-handle,lift onto my right shoulder,dropped into a Michinoku Driver II. Dynamic Spike all the way through. Then while you're laying on the ground,hook of the leg,1.. 2.. 3. With the entire audience at the US Airways Center watching this rookie champion winning over a scumbag pro like you in front of their eyes."
*I lean back resting my back and shoulders against the back of the couch.*
"Jimmy Fatal,you're the next person on my list that needs to be taught a lesson in the category of respect you cocky son-of-a-b*tch. When you're pinned on the mat for the 1-2-3,you'll see I am better than you. I am a winner,I am what the audience wants to see,I am "The Dynamic Dragon" Dynamo Crunch! And when the dragon is angry,you get fire to mess with your sh*t. You're probably sh*tting yourself right now as I speak. Fatal,everyone knows I'm going to win that match between you and me. I am going to be the winner,you're going to be the one who's shoulders get pinned on the mat after a Dynamic Spike and not a Fatal Mistake not a small package not a La Magistral,not a playing possum trick,just straight up pinned on the mat for 3 seconds and the fans will laugh as you get your ass kicked by a rookie like me. You see these muscles? I work out everyday and always get stronger while you are like "Stone Cold" Steve Austin just sitting back at your place and drinking Budweiser beer only in your pants with no shirt. You are a disgrace to MPW you mofo."
*The crew thinks the interview over but I grab the camera and hold it in front of my face and my title.*
"JF,just don't throw a tantrum when I pick up the victory because you won't get a victory in this match and you won't. Rookie gets the victory,pro loses the match. It's gonna be so funny I might even post it on twitter and maybe even Face book. But trust me,you.....will......get..........CRRRRUNCHED!!!!!!!!!!!!! Now,get all your fancy tools out of my house because this interview is dismissed."
*I shove the camera back into the man's chest causing him to fall back and the crew of 7 people scurry out of my place and I turn my attention to the television and begin to watch football with my girlfriend.*
Fade to black.....