Post by Freakke on Sept 3, 2009 9:45:04 GMT -6
It's become apparent that the clown wrestler Freakke is a prankster but it's also obvious he takes a good bit of pride in being a wrestler. He's seen excersizing and practicing every week. The night of his match is no different. It's maybe an hour until he has to enter the ring and already he's warming up and stretching for his match. The odd thing about it is where he is doing all of this. He can be seen doing push-ups in the Break room. By the time the cameraman gets set up, Freakke has already moved on to sit ups.
"Hi there...whats going on today?"
He stops and looks at the cameraman and laughs. The cameraman's voice isn't picked up by the microphone.
"Oh...this? Well, there's nobody here. It's unexpected. There's a lot of reasons I'm excersizing here and now. It's open enough. I'm left alone and I can concentrate..."
Freakke was about to say something else but there was a ding and he looked confused for a moment.
"Oh, yeah. The most important reason..."
He got up and opened the microwave. He took out a burrito and smiled.
"It doesn't hurt that there's a microwave in here. Come on."
Freakke left the room and the cameraman followed. As they walk, Freakke eats his burrito and seems to burn his mouth once or twice.
"I love these things. Always frozen in the middle. Alright, tonight is another Suspense, another match, another good day."
He turned back to the camera and smiled.
"Glen Nodo-however you pronounce it versus Freakke the Clown. Normal match. One fall."
Freakke stopped in in front of his locker and opened it.
"Now, let's see what we can do today. Did the joy buzzer, the pie gag, seltzer bottle, I don't think I've used the seltzer bottle but I wanna save that for a special occasion."
Then Freakke's smile turned to mischief.
"Ya know, I think I've got it. This Nodo-do guy seemed pretty uptight to me when I met him. He needs to smile a little more."
Freakke picked up something and smiled more. His white teeth seemed awkward against his green face paint. The camera moved slightly and it glimpsed the red face paint in his hand.
"Hi there...whats going on today?"
He stops and looks at the cameraman and laughs. The cameraman's voice isn't picked up by the microphone.
"Oh...this? Well, there's nobody here. It's unexpected. There's a lot of reasons I'm excersizing here and now. It's open enough. I'm left alone and I can concentrate..."
Freakke was about to say something else but there was a ding and he looked confused for a moment.
"Oh, yeah. The most important reason..."
He got up and opened the microwave. He took out a burrito and smiled.
"It doesn't hurt that there's a microwave in here. Come on."
Freakke left the room and the cameraman followed. As they walk, Freakke eats his burrito and seems to burn his mouth once or twice.
"I love these things. Always frozen in the middle. Alright, tonight is another Suspense, another match, another good day."
He turned back to the camera and smiled.
"Glen Nodo-however you pronounce it versus Freakke the Clown. Normal match. One fall."
Freakke stopped in in front of his locker and opened it.
"Now, let's see what we can do today. Did the joy buzzer, the pie gag, seltzer bottle, I don't think I've used the seltzer bottle but I wanna save that for a special occasion."
Then Freakke's smile turned to mischief.
"Ya know, I think I've got it. This Nodo-do guy seemed pretty uptight to me when I met him. He needs to smile a little more."
Freakke picked up something and smiled more. His white teeth seemed awkward against his green face paint. The camera moved slightly and it glimpsed the red face paint in his hand.