JFK
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Carcus.
Aug 20, 2009 17:49:10 GMT -6
Post by JFK on Aug 20, 2009 17:49:10 GMT -6
The scene opens up in some random gym, we see your typical gym type stuff, even down to the roids freak working the free weights. In the far corner near the punching bangs we can see JFK sitting on a bench, a towl over his head sweat driping from just about every pore on his body, his brand new full sleave of tattoos on each arm practicly glowing from the sweat. He slowly moves his head upwards, locks his eyes on the camera.
"Sorry aboutcha luck...Chuck, but this week...this week you bleed, you bleed like you've never bled before. You become an example for the rest of the roster to watch, as I pick you apart, piece...by piece...bone...by bone. There will be no mercy shown. This Friday, the only Suspense there will be, is how LONG I deside to play with your carcus. Pay heed Jason, because somewhere, somehow, you will be face to face with me, JFK, James...Franklin...Karn, in that ring, for the Xtreme Title, and you will...lose."
JFK lowers his head once more then waves the camera off, we fade to black.
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