Post by Jonny Stripes on Jun 3, 2005 19:32:30 GMT 10
“Bad Company” plays and is greeted by a barrage of jeers. Jonny Stripes comes out with no clothes on. Both of his titles are covering his privates and behind and the crowd at the sight of this are even more disgusted. He walks up to the ring but instead of sliding in he slowly goes up the stairs. He walks along the apron until he reaches the middle, where he puts his leg over the middle rope and shimmies in, proving to those that doubted he wasn’t wearing any clothing.
Jonny: “Pain is permanent, success is fleeting. Pain is inevitable but don’t hate it, embrace it. Celebrate your pain because that is what makes you human, a man or a woman. Success though is fleeting! Suck it in, because when it comes to success Greed is Good, Greed is right, it is moral and when you put these three things together it is not dangerous. No no no, it is me, JONNY STRIPES! All week I have brought pain, from Nicho, to Julio and to random people on the street and I will do it again and again because it is right and people will thank me for it and celebrate it, that I do for them what I did”<br>
Crowd have started up a “NUTCASE” chant and Jonny is getting very angry.
Jonny: “A nutcase? NO! Be quiet through pain comes relief, happiness, joy, thanks and praise for me, Jonny Stripes. *Gets out of ring and takes up a steel chair* In this, I see my life, my reflection, my being. In it is one thing and one thing only! Pain, Hurt, Anguish, which means more glory for me!”<br>
Jonny takes the chair and tests it, through the air, once, twice. He seems like he is dodging from one world to another, retreating from reality at regular intervals. He snaps out of his reality and back into the worlds reality. He looks at a guy who is scrawny and weak looking, who is shouting at him. He goes straight to him and gets right into his face.
Jonny: “What have you got to say now, punk?”<br>
Punk: “Umm, I was just saying how I’d like an autograph and…”
The punk is whipped over the security barrier, hard onto the ground. His face screws up. Jonny enters back into his own world again, taking the punk with him.
Jonny: “Is it pain on your face? Do you like it? You will, you’ll thank me for it!”<br>
Back into the present reality
Jonny: “Say thank you! SAY IT NOW!”<br>
The punk is still reeling from being slammed so hard. Snap.
Back into his own reality.
Jonny: “I am sorry, I haven’t done enough for you to be truly thankful, have I?”<br>
Jonny pulls the kid to his feet and hits the Red, White and Blue Thunder on him.
Jonny: “Where is my thanks?”<br>
Jonny grabs the punk kid and hits the Independence Slam, knocking the kid out cold.
Jonny: “Ballistic? Don’t you want pain, Ballistic? INGRATE”<br>
Jonny spits on the kid and takes a marker from behind the announcer’s table. He pops off the lid and rips off the punks shirt. He writes on his bare chest:
Dear Ballistic,
Good Luck With Your Life
I Hope Much Pain Upon You
So You Can Be Thankful Like Me
Your Hero, Jonny Stripes.
“Bad Company” plays and Jonny walks into the back, writing all on his arms on the way into the back.
Jonny: “Pain is permanent, success is fleeting. Pain is inevitable but don’t hate it, embrace it. Celebrate your pain because that is what makes you human, a man or a woman. Success though is fleeting! Suck it in, because when it comes to success Greed is Good, Greed is right, it is moral and when you put these three things together it is not dangerous. No no no, it is me, JONNY STRIPES! All week I have brought pain, from Nicho, to Julio and to random people on the street and I will do it again and again because it is right and people will thank me for it and celebrate it, that I do for them what I did”<br>
Crowd have started up a “NUTCASE” chant and Jonny is getting very angry.
Jonny: “A nutcase? NO! Be quiet through pain comes relief, happiness, joy, thanks and praise for me, Jonny Stripes. *Gets out of ring and takes up a steel chair* In this, I see my life, my reflection, my being. In it is one thing and one thing only! Pain, Hurt, Anguish, which means more glory for me!”<br>
Jonny takes the chair and tests it, through the air, once, twice. He seems like he is dodging from one world to another, retreating from reality at regular intervals. He snaps out of his reality and back into the worlds reality. He looks at a guy who is scrawny and weak looking, who is shouting at him. He goes straight to him and gets right into his face.
Jonny: “What have you got to say now, punk?”<br>
Punk: “Umm, I was just saying how I’d like an autograph and…”
The punk is whipped over the security barrier, hard onto the ground. His face screws up. Jonny enters back into his own world again, taking the punk with him.
Jonny: “Is it pain on your face? Do you like it? You will, you’ll thank me for it!”<br>
Back into the present reality
Jonny: “Say thank you! SAY IT NOW!”<br>
The punk is still reeling from being slammed so hard. Snap.
Back into his own reality.
Jonny: “I am sorry, I haven’t done enough for you to be truly thankful, have I?”<br>
Jonny pulls the kid to his feet and hits the Red, White and Blue Thunder on him.
Jonny: “Where is my thanks?”<br>
Jonny grabs the punk kid and hits the Independence Slam, knocking the kid out cold.
Jonny: “Ballistic? Don’t you want pain, Ballistic? INGRATE”<br>
Jonny spits on the kid and takes a marker from behind the announcer’s table. He pops off the lid and rips off the punks shirt. He writes on his bare chest:
Dear Ballistic,
Good Luck With Your Life
I Hope Much Pain Upon You
So You Can Be Thankful Like Me
Your Hero, Jonny Stripes.
“Bad Company” plays and Jonny walks into the back, writing all on his arms on the way into the back.