Post by Lord Dominicus on Jan 15, 2009 23:51:35 GMT -6
*The camera opens as Randy Angel hardly holds himself up in front of a podium which faces a large group of reporters and probably a lot of nCw staffers to make it look more important.*
Randy: Folks, as you know, a couple weeks ago, my brother went missing. Now me, being the consummate manager I am, have been finding him. However, it’s darn hard to find one man in a very large country.
*Randy starts to tear up.*
Randy: AND I KILLED HIS CAT!!!
*He breaks down. After a few moments of sobbing he takes a swig from a previously unseen mini-bottle of scotch, then goes back to talking.*
Randy: So folks, I'm sorry, but Nelly will not be wrestling Dylan Phoenix.
*Randy again begins to cry until another voice enters the fray.*
"I think what you mean to say is that Nelly won't be fighting Dylan- tonight! Because he’s gonna be doing it at Trauma!"
*Randizzle looks up and into the crowd as the camera spins around to reveal amongst the reporters...NELLY ANGEL! Nelly walks up to the podium. But before he can say anything, his brother grabs onto his shirt.*
Randy: I AM SO SORRY I KILLED YOUR CAT!
Nelly: I had a cat? Wow, someone should have told me, I would have fed it far more often.
*Nelly brushes Randy off and gets to talking.*
Nelly: I'm sorry I had you all worried, I was busy taking care of some…secret business. However, I am here now. My brother has done a good job of speaking about Dylan, yes, I will face him, it is my job, and all of that good stuff. However, I'm not here to talk about Dylan, I'm here to talk about another Phoenix and my sheer disappointment with the group I'm associated with.
*He pauses to scratch his head.*
Nelly: Now, I'm not gonna say that I don't believe whole heartedly that something should be done to correct nCw's path, however, it seems to me that neither the Revolution nor the Resistance really know what they're doing. Basically, the Revolution has just turned into a constantly hemorrhaging group of jerks that have lost the way, where the Resistance has...well...done exactly the same thing. And you know it's bad when cocky douchenozzles like AJ Phoenix are taking up the charge. Well folks, when that happens, it’s time for me to bow out. The two "sides" of this "war," if you can call either of them such, can fight it out on their own, neither group has any meaning anymore. The war is pointless, and I just wanna wrestle. So AJ, I hope you're not expecting my help, because you aren’t gonna get it. And as for Dylan, I'll see you at Trauma.
*Nelly then walks off as the camera fades.*
Randy: Folks, as you know, a couple weeks ago, my brother went missing. Now me, being the consummate manager I am, have been finding him. However, it’s darn hard to find one man in a very large country.
*Randy starts to tear up.*
Randy: AND I KILLED HIS CAT!!!
*He breaks down. After a few moments of sobbing he takes a swig from a previously unseen mini-bottle of scotch, then goes back to talking.*
Randy: So folks, I'm sorry, but Nelly will not be wrestling Dylan Phoenix.
*Randy again begins to cry until another voice enters the fray.*
"I think what you mean to say is that Nelly won't be fighting Dylan- tonight! Because he’s gonna be doing it at Trauma!"
*Randizzle looks up and into the crowd as the camera spins around to reveal amongst the reporters...NELLY ANGEL! Nelly walks up to the podium. But before he can say anything, his brother grabs onto his shirt.*
Randy: I AM SO SORRY I KILLED YOUR CAT!
Nelly: I had a cat? Wow, someone should have told me, I would have fed it far more often.
*Nelly brushes Randy off and gets to talking.*
Nelly: I'm sorry I had you all worried, I was busy taking care of some…secret business. However, I am here now. My brother has done a good job of speaking about Dylan, yes, I will face him, it is my job, and all of that good stuff. However, I'm not here to talk about Dylan, I'm here to talk about another Phoenix and my sheer disappointment with the group I'm associated with.
*He pauses to scratch his head.*
Nelly: Now, I'm not gonna say that I don't believe whole heartedly that something should be done to correct nCw's path, however, it seems to me that neither the Revolution nor the Resistance really know what they're doing. Basically, the Revolution has just turned into a constantly hemorrhaging group of jerks that have lost the way, where the Resistance has...well...done exactly the same thing. And you know it's bad when cocky douchenozzles like AJ Phoenix are taking up the charge. Well folks, when that happens, it’s time for me to bow out. The two "sides" of this "war," if you can call either of them such, can fight it out on their own, neither group has any meaning anymore. The war is pointless, and I just wanna wrestle. So AJ, I hope you're not expecting my help, because you aren’t gonna get it. And as for Dylan, I'll see you at Trauma.
*Nelly then walks off as the camera fades.*