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| ~{The scene opens up at a small home in upstate New York. The scene paints up pretty green pine tree, and green, fine cut grass. A mail box in front of the small white house. The house as you know is white with blue shutters, and a blue tin roof. There's a sign that says private property, and there's a beware of dogs sign. The camera man is outside the house along with Hard-Kore's personal interview who lives in a trailor next to this house. Two pit bull run out on leashes, and all of a sudden are pulled back. They go from barking to whining. Behind them is Hard-Kore holding their leashes. The dogs sit down. Hard-Kore has on a white wife beater, and blue jean shorts. He has a blue, and red Braves hat on backwards. Under the hat is a barely exposible bluish bandana. He hair is pulled back, and curles down. Around his waste is a red, and white flannel shirt tied up. Hanging from his belt buckle is a dog whistle. He nods to the camera man, and his interviewer Steve Limen. The walk over to him as Steve pets one of the pitbulls head.}~ Hard-Kore:How you guy doing? Steve Limen:Great. How are you? Hard-Kore:Decent. Hey doesn't your buddy over there talk at all? (Points at the camera man) Camera Man: (answers with a lisp) Yes, I talk hun. Hard-Kore:Wow I don't want to know where you found this clown just keep him away from me. Steve Limen:Usually he's a stylest. Camera Man:That's right sweetie. (He then starts fixing his own hair. You can tell, because there's more than one camera man there. This one was apparently there for plot. The camera man has huge hair in braids.) Hard-Kore:Boy, you got some nappy ass hair! Camera Man:Oh no you didnt! Sweetie I will kick your ass girl friend!!! Hard-Kore:Listen "Girl-Friend", if you don't shut up I'm going to stomp you, and your nappy ass hair into the ground, and if ya shut up it's all good with me. Got it? Camera Man:Uhhhhh, what...ever! Loser! Continue! Hard-Kore:(Laughing) Wow you need help. Anyways. What are you guys up to. Steve Limen:We want an interview. Lets go in side first though. I'm mad thursty. ~{Hard-Kore ties his dogs outside on their leashes. Then Steve Limen, and Hard-Kore advance onto the porch. Then the camera man tries, and the dogs go nuts. The camera man runs like crazy. Steve Limen, and Hard-Kore advance from the porch into the house. Steve Limen sits down on the chair right when ya come in the door way. It's a rather large house. IT seems small from the outside, but definatly isn't. There's a wide screen, built into the wall TV, that is place on the other sid of the room. Then next to Steve Limens chair he's sitting in is a stand, then another chair. Then there's a door way to the kitchen, and hall way. On the one wall of the living room opposite from the door is a big PC. It has the works, Modem, PC, Speakers, Mic, and everything. Printer, and all. Then his collection of movies is under the computer. Then on the same wall as the door is a couch, and a huge plant. All of a sudden as the camera is scanning the room Hard-Kore comes out, and throws a coke to Steve Limen. Steve pops the top, and chugs it. Hard-Kore has a Dr. Pepper. He opens the can, and chugs it down. He sets the can down. Hard-Kore waits for Steve Limen to put down his can to talk.) Hard-Kore:Damn man. You drink to fast. You're going to give yourself a head ache. Steve Limen:Sorry. I just haven't drank anything in like an hour. Hard-Kore:I can tell. Steve Limen:I'm here to tell you, in TWW you were signed for a match. Hard-Kore:Yeah? Who's my next victom? Steve Limen:A man by the name. Hardcore Camo. Hard-Kore:Ahh yes. The man who went McDonalds, and orders a Quarter Pounder with cheese, and let the bitch give him a plain quarter pounder. Wow you are dence. Hardcore Camo you say I'll never be a Hardcore legend like yourself. Well you're damn right. I'm not stupid enough to beat the hell out of my self for a name of Hardcore legend which is nothing. I mean hell yeah I want this title, but not bad enough to kill myself for the damn thing. I mean I may not be a Hardcore legend, but I'm a legend. My wrestling record is 212-3. I just pick people off one match by match. That why I'm so damn good! Camo you dont threatin me, and you sure as hell don't scare me. Oh, and you say I better do this, and I better do that. The only thing I BETTER do is knock your ass out, and make you "Cry for Help!".. Hardcore Camo what the hell kind of name is that? I mean I got the Hardcore down, but Hardcore Camo? Is that supposed to mean Hardcore Camoflauge, because you like to hide in the hospital, and nurse your little injury. Hell right here!!! (points to a huge scar on his arm. From shoulder to elbow) That took one hundred plus stitches. I spent six hours in the hospital, before cutting another promo, and my next match it opened back up. Hell boy do you know what it's like to bleed from that one spot for three month straight untill I had to take a month break to let it heal. Hardcore Camo I can be more extream then you will ever be. Yes I can say you try, and be a Hardcore legend, but you're not among the ranks of the greats. I've seen people who make you look like Tom Green. You're a joke man. Hell yeah I'm new to TWW, but I've been in wrestling for 3 years. 4 on Febuary 17th, and I will prove to the whole TWW that I got big, brass balls, and will fight all the people in this federation if I have to! None of you sumnabitches' scare me so don't even try. When it comes down to it you're all completly pathetic. Steve Limen:Wow you had a load on your mind! I mean damn you must be pissed about what he said. Hard-Kore:Not really, but he probably just shit his pants. (He laughs like hell!) Steve Limen:Oh ok. You sorta made me think you were going to tear my head off. These people really don't know how crazy you are. I mean I've seen you get very mean. Hard-Kore:And don't forget violent. Hell I am a city boy, and a country boy, but I don't care, because I can destroy people left, and right. Steve Limen:And I know it's true. I do work for you don't I? Hard-Kore:AS far as I know. ~{All of a sudden The camera man runs in, and he's got alot of bight marks, blood, and his camera is tore apart. He has his clothes shread all over.}~ Camera Man:Uh, uh honey I don't think so. I'm sueing your ass to hell! Hard-Kore:You're not going to do shit! ~{Hard-Kore picks up the camera man, and throws him into the wall. He smashes the beat up camera over his head. The he lets the dogs in the house, and lets them go crazy on the knocked out camera man.}~ Steve Limen:Isn't that deadly? Hard-Kore:No those dogs are pussies all ya got to do is yell at them, and they'll run like little beotches. Steve Limen:OH! ~{ The two men laugh there ass off as the dogs tear apart the camera mans clothes, and the camera man is passed out. Hard-Kore finished his soda, and smashed it over his head, and the scene fades to the picture below.}~ Hardcore Camo....So Shall it be Written, and Shall it come around, and kick your ass, qoute to Hard-Kore... Forever more! ------------------------------------------------------------------------ |
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