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Post by ames on Jul 26, 2007 22:11:19 GMT -5
The scene opens up with Jimmy Ames already in the ring. The crowd hums in anticipation of what "The Kid" may have to say in regards to his recent run in with his Achilles Heel, Evan Fate.
2 months ago, Evan Fate decided he wanted to pick a fight with me. All over some stuff I said that to be honest, was the god's honest truth. I called him out on being a "poster boy" and he took offense to it. And 2 months later, after singles matches, Last Man Standing matches, Cage matches, and that crapper of a tornado tag match last week that I got this little number in...[/font]
Jimmy points to the bandage on his head covering the wound given to him by Fate last week.
...there's still no WAY I'm taken back what I said. I mean hell, you smashed up my CAR last week. After the show I went and got an estimate and it's gonna cost me 5000 large to undo the crap you did to my wheels. New paint, a new windshield, the WORKS. That right there, that's personal. It's as the saying goes "You can mess with my money, you can mess with my wife, but when you mess with my car, you're messin' with your LIFE". Evan, you stepped over the line when you wrecked my wheels. So now, I'm gonna REPAY THE FAVOR. So bring you mascara wearing black metal ass down here NOW!!! You and me have bizness to discuss.[/font]
Lowering his mic, Jimmy awaits the arrival of Evan Fate.
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Post by dio on Jul 26, 2007 22:22:59 GMT -5
Not long after Jimmy demands Evan's presence, KsE's "End Of Heartache" hits the PA. The crowd cheers as the one and only Evan Fate merges from the smoke on the stage. He makes his was down to ring side, and procures a mic from the timekeeper. Sliding into the ring, he stands face up with Jimmy and responds.
Jimmy,Jimmy, Jimmy. First off, how's the skull feelin'? I know I did a pretty good number to it last week. I was hoping you didn't have a concussion or anything. Secondly, the only person that made this personal is YOU. Week in and week out, you and your two butt buddies come out here and run your mouths about how great you are. In your little "Headline News" skit, you laid into damn near everyone who moves in XWA. Now that, I aint got problems with. What I DID have one with is you getting into ME. Unlike some of these other jokers backstage, I'm not gonna come out here and talk back the same trash. I'm gonna come out here and punch you in the MOUTH. And I've been hittin' you in the mouth ever since. After our first match, you went on and hit me with that "Claim To Fame" of yours. Strike One. Then, you tripped me up and SOMEHOW came out on top in that cage match, which is all well and good. But then right after you sick that Vanilla Gorilla Bain on me, Strike Two. And now, you're staring down some high heat right over the plate. Me smashing your wheels is the LEAST I could have done for all the crap you've caused not just to me, but the whole damn XWA. So now, here we are, once again. Another show, another chance to get the job done. But it's your moment Ames. You called me out here, I'm here. What's it gonna be? [/font]
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Post by ames on Jul 26, 2007 22:33:57 GMT -5
Jimmy smirks while Evan speaks. Soon after he finishes, Jimmy responds.
How's the skull...real cute. REAL freakin' mature. But we'll see how SMUG your ass is after tonight. You like smashing up cars, dont'cha? You have dreams for being on Final Fight smashing up cars with pipes, huh? A real life Cody Travers. Well we're gonna see just how fun you think it is when it's YOUR HEAD smashed up against the hood of a car and not a crowbar. Tonight, I want YOU...in a PARKING LOT STREETFIGHT!!! No rules, no excuses. Pay back's gonna be a bigger bitch than that DIANACO chick. And I'm about due some here tonight.
Buzz: A parking lot brawl, tonight? Damn, Jimmy must really be pissed Evan trashed his car. What kinda car was it anyway? I was seeing the medical team when it happend.
Roach: A sweet looking Toyota Supra. REAL sweet.
Buzz: Damn, I'd wanna kick Fate's ass to if he smashed up my Supra.
Roach: You wish. You drive a damn Winnebago.
Buzz: It's not a Winnebago, it's The BERMAN PARTY CRUISER!!!
Roach: Uhm...right...
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Post by dio on Jul 26, 2007 22:46:19 GMT -5
It came as no surprise that Jimmy was looking for a match. But what was surprising was that he wasn't, he was looking for a fight. And Evan always enjoyed a good scrap.
A parking lot street fight? Is thaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaat right? You know what, Ames. Here I was thinking you were just a spinless little twerp with not kinda guts. But then you pull this one out of the bag. I'm impressed. But you know what's gonna be even MORE impressive? The ASS KICKING I give you later tonight. It's gonna be something on a biblical level, let me assure you. Tonight. Either one of two things happen. Either this ends, or this starts RIGHT BACK over again. But one things damn sure guaranteed...I'm STILL...Kickin' your ASS.
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Post by ames on Jul 26, 2007 22:59:21 GMT -5
Jimmy gets right into the face of Evan to speak his final reply...
We'll see which one of us gets his ass kicked tonight. You and your boy Sylas, you might be feelin' high and mighty from last week. But tonight, both of you bums get GROUNDED. BET ON THAT ONE.[/font]
Jimmy's music sounds over the PA, and the two stand staring each other down before Jimmy backs up slowly, a smirk on his face. He leaves the ring, backing up the ramp. He point to Fate and then runs his thumb across his throat at him.
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Post by dio on Jul 26, 2007 23:01:49 GMT -5
As Jimmy exist, Evan merely looks on with a smirk of his own. Tonight was gonna be another war, that was clear. But Evan was up to the task. And the task was simple.
Beat Jimmy Ames.
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