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| (The big screen turns on to view the empty, pitch black arena . The camera pans around the arena trying to see the slightest bit of something as suddenly a huge explosion goes off on the stage as the camera looks at it and the arena goes to pitch black again. Then the lights come on and in the ring is "The LP" Shawn Chase. He looks up at the stands where the cameraman is. Shawn starts to wave his hand in the air.) Shawn: *Screaming* Hey, right here! Get your ass down here! (The cameraman stares at Shawn for a minute until The LP climbs out of the ring, picks a mic. up from the announce table and throws it up at the cameraman, hitting him. The camera shakes as the cameraman finally stands. He begins to walk down the many steps and finally comes down to the arena floor. He walks towards the ring, passing the people that are taking down the folding chairs and all that. The cameraman steps over the crowd barrier and over to the ring. He walks around the ring and climbs up the steps. Shawn holds the ropes for the Cameraman and when the Cameraman is stepping through them, he lets go of his hold on the ropes and they come together, nailing the Cameraman. Shawm starts laughing as the Cameraman stands up and shakes the bugs out. Shawn mocks the Cameraman and then helps him stand straight. He then grabs the camera from each side and holds it straight on his face and then lets go after making it steady and focused on him.) The LP: Well, TWW you have now seen how the fans can turn from booing you to cheering you in just an instance. Who do I have to worry about now? Another jobber by the name of Hot Shot, what th ehell kind of name is that. Yeah it's true his parents were drunk when they named him! Now Hot Shot when I beat your ass all over that ring and eventually win the TWW title im gonna laugh in your face and so will everyone else. Isn't that right, Cameraman? Cameraman: Yes very right, you are God, I praise you and your greatness. Shawn: Cameraman, you get smarter every day did you know that? Cameraman: Well.... yes. I did know that. I always film you and listen to your wisdom and your intelligence and I am learning from you... slowly. Shawn: You are learning slowly is right... you can say that again. Cameraman: I am learning from y-- The LP: Shut up, stupid Cameraman I do not need you to speak any longer just shut your mouth and leave the talking up to me, myself, and I. Cameraman: Who are myself and I-- the LP: Cameraman, you are a true idiot, please speak no longer. Cameraman: But-- The LP: No, Cameraman... no more, zip your mouth. Please this time I wish to hear no more from your mouth now let me continue. Now, as I was saying, Tyker, your time to shine is now and do you know why? You have your chance to face the man. It is your chance to be known as one of the men that has recieved a grade "a" ass kicking courtesy of your friend, Shawn "The LP" Chase. Yes, I am the man and I hate to steal a quote from one of the old fogeys from WCW but... to be the man you've got to beat the man and I am truly the man and Hot Shot come Friday you will find that out after I beat your pansy ass up and down the ring. There is no way around it. I am the guy that will bring your ass back down to reality. This little Title run you are having now is just a little phase. Your little winning streak will soon pass and I will be the man to show you how stupid you are to think that you have a chance to be TWW Champion with me around. You see, that belt belongs to me and you know it Hot Shit! You chicken shit give it back! (Shawn starts to jump around the ring stomping his feet like a child that is being deprived of a candybar by his mother.) The LP: I want it! I want it! It's mine not yours! You're a mean, mean stealer! I hate you Hot Shot! You want my title! It's mine! Mine, mine, mine!!! I am going to beat you up you big, big, big.... (Shawn stops jumping around and realizes how stupid he appears. He finally settles down and clears his throat.) The LP: Ahem... excuse me I am sorry I had a lapse of thought. Now, let me think here, my next target.... Ah! Yes! ! Hot Shot, you can't hold a candle to my perfection and you did not deserve to hold the title I do. You soiled it. We may as well call it the peice of shit belt and piss all over it, that would be the same as you wearing it. I am the only man in the TWW that deserves that title and everyone knows it. I am going to take your ass to school sooner or later and it will probably be sooner. I will beat your ass, like no other. Don't worry I won't kill you... well you are very weak so I probably will kill you, heh heh heh. Now, I hope you are happy, I hope you're fucking happy! You done pissed me off! God damn! I can't wait to take you pansy ass bitche out of commission. Well, you know I am going back to the locker room to think of ways to kill Hot Shot. I'll get back to you later. (The camera dims and fades to black as Shawn smirks.) |
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