Post by epic on Aug 6, 2010 12:43:48 GMT -5
Following his encounter with Kayn after Epic's history making win on the last edition of TakeDown, the question surely floating through the locker room is "Can Scott Epic perform?"
The question remained unanswered as Kayn made his storming entrance into the building earlier tonight, ignoring the cameras as they questioned to him whether or not he liked teaming with the man who completely owned his ass in like, 30 seconds last time they met. Kayn, the unfortunate spoil-sport that he is, unable to gracefully take a loss, decided to try to strangle Epic, leaving his neck in a questionable condition.
"As you can see..." a hoarse voice hardly whispered into a microphone. The camera finally focuses on Scott Epic's face, finally ending the 5 second junk shot that some of these cameras like to do... "Things may not go according to plan tonight..."
Scott points to a foam neckbrace that is wrapped tightly aroundhis neck. "Kayn... I don't think you're going to the Crucible.
And, really, when you think about this... it's all your fault too. You accepted my challenge, confidently thinking that you had more than a snowball's chance in hell of winning... and then it happened, didn't it? I smoked your ass. Plain and simple. I mean, I don't think I can even make either Genesis or MG look as stupid as I just made you, and those two have their own assigned seats right at the front of the short bus even!
No, you had to take matters into your own hands, and throw a Genesis retirement number 500 sized tantrum, and look what you've done. You've effectively handed over an XWAWorld Championship match to somebody with the linguistic skills of Forrest Gump and his punching bag buddy with "tons o' heart."
I bet you were wishing your were a mature, responsible adult now don't you, Kayn?"
He hangs his head, putting his hand on the brace, before continuing. "I wish you were.
You've effectively cost me the thing that I'm destined to hold even more than becoming an Xtraordinaire. You've cost me my opportunity to become one of the fastest people to wear the XWAWorld Championship. You've cost me the opportunity to do what none of you Xtraordinaires have any type of ability to do... well, at least the ones of you that claim that you sport a penis.
He raises his head, hand still on the brace. Staring right into the camera. "You've cost me the opportunity to scour new ground, the ground that will be much better paved than the pothole ridden joke that you, Genesis, and many others have left here in your wake since day #1!
That is... unless some sort of miracle happens..."
He looks to the heavens. A light shines upon him. Clenching his fist around the neckbrace, he rips it off from around his neck, stretching his neck muscles out. The light fades.
"Thankfully for you, Kayn... Daddy's alive and well!
Looks like you've lucked out, looks like I'm going to be the one to carry you to the XWA title shot that you wish that you were gettin' this week, now ain't I?!
HAHHAAAAAAAAAAAA!
Genesis? Don't quit yer day job... if you dig past the entire "You're a retard" aura that you've got surrounding you, you actually may make a pretty motivational speaker for the athletes ready to compete in the Special Olympics! Fact is, history's going to repeat itself again! Scott Epic's gonna come on down there, whip the living piss outta Genesis, send Dynamite to the back with a swift kick in the ass, maybe kick Kayn in the face a few times, then pin your ass straight to the ground, get the 3, and go on to Crucible to become the NEW XWA Champion, and have my FIRST title in this company that you cockroaches have weakened the integrity of since Day freakin' ONE!
When all's said and done, TakeDown's going to be the show to watch, the show that each and every one of you has single handedly raped of it's dignity, and it's going to have a new face chiseled into the front of the XWA's flagship.
Mine.
Then you three, and the rest of the XWA will have no other choice but to acknowledge that...
EPIC
EQUALS
WIN!"
[/B][/SIZE][/COLOR]The question remained unanswered as Kayn made his storming entrance into the building earlier tonight, ignoring the cameras as they questioned to him whether or not he liked teaming with the man who completely owned his ass in like, 30 seconds last time they met. Kayn, the unfortunate spoil-sport that he is, unable to gracefully take a loss, decided to try to strangle Epic, leaving his neck in a questionable condition.
"As you can see..." a hoarse voice hardly whispered into a microphone. The camera finally focuses on Scott Epic's face, finally ending the 5 second junk shot that some of these cameras like to do... "Things may not go according to plan tonight..."
Scott points to a foam neckbrace that is wrapped tightly aroundhis neck. "Kayn... I don't think you're going to the Crucible.
And, really, when you think about this... it's all your fault too. You accepted my challenge, confidently thinking that you had more than a snowball's chance in hell of winning... and then it happened, didn't it? I smoked your ass. Plain and simple. I mean, I don't think I can even make either Genesis or MG look as stupid as I just made you, and those two have their own assigned seats right at the front of the short bus even!
No, you had to take matters into your own hands, and throw a Genesis retirement number 500 sized tantrum, and look what you've done. You've effectively handed over an XWAWorld Championship match to somebody with the linguistic skills of Forrest Gump and his punching bag buddy with "tons o' heart."
I bet you were wishing your were a mature, responsible adult now don't you, Kayn?"
He hangs his head, putting his hand on the brace, before continuing. "I wish you were.
You've effectively cost me the thing that I'm destined to hold even more than becoming an Xtraordinaire. You've cost me my opportunity to become one of the fastest people to wear the XWAWorld Championship. You've cost me the opportunity to do what none of you Xtraordinaires have any type of ability to do... well, at least the ones of you that claim that you sport a penis.
He raises his head, hand still on the brace. Staring right into the camera. "You've cost me the opportunity to scour new ground, the ground that will be much better paved than the pothole ridden joke that you, Genesis, and many others have left here in your wake since day #1!
That is... unless some sort of miracle happens..."
He looks to the heavens. A light shines upon him. Clenching his fist around the neckbrace, he rips it off from around his neck, stretching his neck muscles out. The light fades.
"Thankfully for you, Kayn... Daddy's alive and well!
Looks like you've lucked out, looks like I'm going to be the one to carry you to the XWA title shot that you wish that you were gettin' this week, now ain't I?!
HAHHAAAAAAAAAAAA!
Genesis? Don't quit yer day job... if you dig past the entire "You're a retard" aura that you've got surrounding you, you actually may make a pretty motivational speaker for the athletes ready to compete in the Special Olympics! Fact is, history's going to repeat itself again! Scott Epic's gonna come on down there, whip the living piss outta Genesis, send Dynamite to the back with a swift kick in the ass, maybe kick Kayn in the face a few times, then pin your ass straight to the ground, get the 3, and go on to Crucible to become the NEW XWA Champion, and have my FIRST title in this company that you cockroaches have weakened the integrity of since Day freakin' ONE!
When all's said and done, TakeDown's going to be the show to watch, the show that each and every one of you has single handedly raped of it's dignity, and it's going to have a new face chiseled into the front of the XWA's flagship.
Mine.
Then you three, and the rest of the XWA will have no other choice but to acknowledge that...
EPIC
EQUALS
WIN!"
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