Punchin' Wallz (Spoilz/o2a)

[punch]

Backstage, Jonny paces around visibly upset. He didn't even bother watching the rest of SECONDSHOT, he was to pissed with himself. Not on the fact that he was eliminated, but on WHO he was eliminated by...

SON OF A BITCH!!! A STRAIGHT EDGE??? I got eliminated by a STRAIGHT EGDE!!! And one who shops at SEPHORA at THAT!!! SON OF A BITCH!!!

Jonny rears back and fires a straight shot into a near by wall, putting a small crack in it. Jonny was pissed.

No way, no how, so sir. I am NOT going to let this son of bitch off for this. You think you know hell? You aint SEEN hell, Styles. You just woke up one angry, vile and twisted son of a bitch. I'm gonna make you pay in BLOOD you son of a bitch, BLOOD!!!

Jonny was totally off. He was in another world, ranting, raving and screaming out loud. It got to the point that staffers were almost running scared as he begab to walk back to the locker room. And unfortunate person who was in his path got grabbed by the color and slammed into a wall as the camera continued to follow him. He comes to a refreshment table where a few staffers and superstars had convened, And loses his shit flipped the whole thing over. So much for him being "humble" about losing...

[cade]

Kris watches on in slight amusement as Punch pitches a fit. The taste of defeat was bitter to a man like him, which made things things so much more interesting between them. Kris make his way over to further rub salt in the fresh wound.

What was it you said? "You're leaving LA 20lbs heavier" I think. Yea, that's it. Or was it something else? Doesn't really matter now does it? And now here you are, pitching a bitch fit because you got bested by a straight edge. You know something, Punch? I pity you. You live in this little world were you think it's your rules and your law. Damn shame when you get proved wrong you can't take it.