Post by Disturbed on Mar 6, 2006 19:40:03 GMT 10
*Disturbed is sitting in his locker room, sitting on a leather lounge with his feet up on a glass table. He has a beer in one hand and a remote control in the other – which is constantly being used to flick the television set in front of him from channel to channel. He lets out a huge burp just as the door opens. Animal comes walking through, wiping the sweat away from his face away with a towel he glances at Disturbed.*
Animal- Bro?! What the hell – have you moved all day??
*Disturbed opens another beer, and throws the empty into an ever-increasing pile beside him*
Disturbed – Nah!
Animal- I’m sure I don’t have to remind you, but the survivor cup is coming up – I’ve been at the gym all day!
Disturbed- Urrmm…I’ll go later…
Animal- Does the cup mean nothing to you?? How about immunity?!
Disturbed- Sure it means something, but the way I see it, it’s as good as won!
Animal- Not with this attitude!
Disturbed- Hahaha – don’t you understand?!? I’m the ref! For the first half of the match I’m the ref. All of my competitors will be putting their all into this match for possibly the greatest chance of a life time. And me – I’ll be sitting back, watching them get weaker and weaker.
Animal- Well what if one team wins real quickly?
Disturbed- Animal, you know how they win? When the ref says so! And you know what – I’m the ref!
Animal- Wadda’ ya’ mean by that?
Disturbed- Well – a slow count here, turn a blind eye there – The match length is in my hands. The longer it goes on for the weaker every person will get. And when every single person can hardly move, and one brave sole musters all his strength to get the final cover, I’ll count the pinfall. Then, I will have seven corpses to eliminate so quickly that the cup will still not be fully engraved with my name when I’m finished!
Animal- So in other words, you’re going to cheat?
Disturbed- Cheat? Cheat? When you get the power in your hands for a match that depends on the fate of your title, it is your right to do as you wish! I thought you understood, that if anyone, and I mean anyone jeopardises my World Title or deathmatch reign – or simply pisses me off, their going down! Anyway possible!
Animal- Well good luck with that – but I’ll see how I go the honest way.
Disturbed- You wanna go the honest way – Alright, well on your way outta MY locker room – grab me another beer!
*Animal looks at Disturbed with disgust, and slams the door. Disturbed chuckles to himself, leans over and grabs himself yet another beer, opens it, and begins laughing at the show he is watching on TV*
Animal- Bro?! What the hell – have you moved all day??
*Disturbed opens another beer, and throws the empty into an ever-increasing pile beside him*
Disturbed – Nah!
Animal- I’m sure I don’t have to remind you, but the survivor cup is coming up – I’ve been at the gym all day!
Disturbed- Urrmm…I’ll go later…
Animal- Does the cup mean nothing to you?? How about immunity?!
Disturbed- Sure it means something, but the way I see it, it’s as good as won!
Animal- Not with this attitude!
Disturbed- Hahaha – don’t you understand?!? I’m the ref! For the first half of the match I’m the ref. All of my competitors will be putting their all into this match for possibly the greatest chance of a life time. And me – I’ll be sitting back, watching them get weaker and weaker.
Animal- Well what if one team wins real quickly?
Disturbed- Animal, you know how they win? When the ref says so! And you know what – I’m the ref!
Animal- Wadda’ ya’ mean by that?
Disturbed- Well – a slow count here, turn a blind eye there – The match length is in my hands. The longer it goes on for the weaker every person will get. And when every single person can hardly move, and one brave sole musters all his strength to get the final cover, I’ll count the pinfall. Then, I will have seven corpses to eliminate so quickly that the cup will still not be fully engraved with my name when I’m finished!
Animal- So in other words, you’re going to cheat?
Disturbed- Cheat? Cheat? When you get the power in your hands for a match that depends on the fate of your title, it is your right to do as you wish! I thought you understood, that if anyone, and I mean anyone jeopardises my World Title or deathmatch reign – or simply pisses me off, their going down! Anyway possible!
Animal- Well good luck with that – but I’ll see how I go the honest way.
Disturbed- You wanna go the honest way – Alright, well on your way outta MY locker room – grab me another beer!
*Animal looks at Disturbed with disgust, and slams the door. Disturbed chuckles to himself, leans over and grabs himself yet another beer, opens it, and begins laughing at the show he is watching on TV*
