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ASK NOT FOR WHOM THE BELL TOLLS...
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People Mentioned Adam Flash Damien Casanova Jo Lallo Killer Instinct |
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People Involved Ramadan Raheem Cervatnez Cortez Mr. McDan Unfortunate Postman |
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|| The scene opens up to see a big mansion with security guards standing in front of some old gothic gates made of diamond. Mr. McDan or King Dan for short, is on the phone making some preparations for a photo shoot ||
Well, you know you should at least show up to the shoot today. I know you don't want to, but it is for your fans. Just because you are not the most liked guy in the fed, you should at least thank your fans for liking you. So will you come?
//The Rock\\ Well, you listen to me. The Rock is the WWE Undisputed Champion and the People's Champion. The people are wanting The Rock to come to the shoot and the Rock garundamtees that he will be there.
//Mr. McDan\\ Yeah, but you know, I dont like you. Neither do Ramadan or Cortez. And Raheem will just as soon as chokeslam you than make friendly eye contact with you. And you know they will be there.
//The Rock\\ The Rock understands. Ill go.
//Mr. McDan\\ Good. Bye.
//The Rock\\ Bye.
|| McDan hangs up the phone and starts laughing ||
//Mr. McDan\\ I wonder where they are.....
|| The camera does some cheap fade out time thing and comes into view to see a shack in the middle of the woods. There are voices from inside ||
//Voice 1\\ (In an evil voice) Finally... my minions. It is time to unleash the evil upon the chosen one. I will eat his soul and...do...other evil things to him...I think.
|| Laughter is heard ||
//Cervantez Cortez\\ I cant keep doing this. Ha Ha. I really cant go on. It is a riot. Just thinking about what I saw was funny. Some guy goes around thinking about stealing other peoples souls? Well I gotta guy who can steal souls better than you Mr. Casanova. His name is..........SHANG TSUNG!!!! Yes! Fear him and his soul stealing wrath. Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha. Well enough fun. Back to the sacrifice.
|| Stupid montra music is heard and Cortez walks over and lights a million candles. Well, not really. He only lights 5 candles around a hexagon. OF EVIL!!! ||
//Cervantez Cortez\\ HA HA HA HA HA! Now the prophecy is complete! I will rule the world with tyranny and evil!
|| The camera fades out to McDan and he is on the phone ||
//Mr. McDan\\ What? You have got to be kidding me. First of all, how did he get in? And second, what did he do there? O.K. Ill be there soon.
|| The camera fades to black || 3 hours later.... //Cervantez Cortez\\ That was a good game we played.
//Ramadan\\ The Ram guesses so. The Ram does not like games.
//Cervantez Cortez\\ Shut up.
|| Raheem just looks at them and wonders to himself. The camera does some wavy thing and we can see inside Raheems mind. It looks as if we are back on Massacre 2 weeks ago. Raheem stands face to face with Casanova. But Raheem does not let Casanova pass. Instead Raheem grabs Casanova by the neck and chokeslams him. Then out of nowhere, Raheem grabs Jo by the neck and chokeslams him. The camera fades back to see Raheem shake his head yes with a sickening angry face. He looks over to Cortez and Ramadan ||
//Cervantez Cortez\\ What are you doing?
|| Raheem just growls and sits down ||
//Cervantez Cortez\\ Well I guess I should save my game before.....
|| The power goes out ||
//Cervantez Cortez\\ CRAP!
|| The power comes back on ||
//Cervantez Cortez\\ What the hell was that?
//Ramadan\\ The Ram does not know.
|| The phone rings ||
//Ramadan\\ Hello?
//Mr. McDan\\ Where is Cortez?
//Ramadan\\ Right here.
//Mr. McDan\\ Well?
|| Ramadan gives the phone to Cortez ||
//Cervantez Cortez\\ Hello?
//Mr. McDan\\ Come to the American Airlines Arena as soon as you can.
//Cervantez Cortez\\ Okay
|| Cortez gets into his Harrier and flies off ||
//Ramadan\\ Wonder where he went in a hurry. Well I guess I better get started.
|| Raheem looks at Ramadan ||
//Ramadan\\ Yes. I had not referred to myself in the third person because I want to try something different. Here goes. Casanova, I have not had the pleasure of grappling with you in the ring. Nor KI for that matter. But for him to make cheesey remarks to myself and Raheem is just childish. I mean, who wants to fight someone who makes song inuendos about your name. Not a way I would like to lower my standards. But, none the less, I can deal with that. I mean if you want to make stupid slurs, I can play with the best of them. You see Killer Instinct, I have beaten you a thousand times before. You remember right? Those days when it was just me and my Super Nintendo. I would pop you in and beat the living crap out of you all day until I got tired of you. Sounds kinda dumb doesn't it. Well enough getting myself angry over nothing. Yes. I referred to you as nothing. Now onto Mr. Casanova. You and I had met once before but you did not even care to look my way. Who would have thought that 3 weeks later, we would be locking up in the squared circle on the first PPV of the fed? I never would have guessed it. But hey, it would have happened one time. It would really be good if it were for the titles but I guess that this is good enough. I really dont know anything about you but from what I have seen you are pretty tough.
|| There is a knock at the door ||
//Ramadan\\ Why now!?
|| Ramadan walks over to the door and the postman who got hit by the car a while ago gives Ramadan a package ||
//Postman\\ Oh thank god. That big gigantor guy is not there.
|| Raheem gets up and gets a steel chair that just happens to be lying around in the living room ||
//Postman\\ I need your signature here sir.
//Ramadan\\ Oh sure hold on let me get a pen.
|| Ramadan goes over to the table and holds the door open. Raheem runs towards the postman and nails with a chair ||
//Ramadan\\ HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA Oh that was good. Well, lets see what we have here.
|| Ramadan opens up the package and sees a tape. He pops it in the VCR, opens up a bag of Orvile Redinbaccer popcorn, grabs a refreshing, ice cold Coca Cola and watches. The tape reveals Casanova in a old house and he is surrounded by evil things ||
//Ramadan\\ Hmmmm....
|| Casanova is talking about all the evil and demonic things that he will do to Raheem and Ramadan. Raheem by the way is stomping away on the postman. Casanova speaks about Raheem and how he will fall to the darkness. Raheem hears this and takes off the postmans shoe. He walks into the living room and hurls the shoe at the VCR. The tape is ejected and lands back in the case on the table ||
//Ramadan\\ No frickin way!!! I dont believe what I just saw! It does not matter. You know Casanova, I thought you were all good but you are really freaking me out. I dont know how you plan on stealing my soul in a wrestling match. And plus, I dont know how you intend on even trying to hurt my main man, Raheem. He is the real Innovater of Pain and you have no choice but to fall to his wrath. I must say though, you are very good with your words. But come Sunday, you will feel the blunt end of many Ramifications. Come Sunday, it will be all about RESPECT. Now, Mr. Casanova, YOU GOTTA RESPECT THAT!!!!
|| The camera fades away just in time to see Raheem throw the postman out the window || We are now at American Airlines Arena.
//Mr. McDan\\ I don't know what idiot let him in but when I find out, OFF WITH HIS HEAD!!!!
//Cervantez Cortez\\ What happened?
//Mr. McDan\\ One of your opponents for the match on Sunday got in and did a promo against you.
//Cervantez Cortez\\ Who?
//Mr. McDan\\ I think it was the Hardcore Champion Adam Flash.
//Cervantez Cortez\\ You mean I have to beat him in a match as well as Jo?
//Mr. McDan\\ Afraid so Mr. Undefeated.
//Cervantez Cortez\\ Well, the more, the better. Anywho, what did he say?
//Mr. McDan\\ Well, I dont think it really matters seeing is how he was talking to no one. I dont know who he was seeing because I own this place and last time I checked, I did not allow anyone in. So, if he got in, he was promoting in front of an imaginary crowd. You know, even if there was a real crowd, I dont see why he would promo in a ring that is not sanctioned by the UWF. So obviosly, he was promoting on a different companies time. Most likely mine. Oh well.
//Cervantez Cortez\\ Well, I dont know why he would do that. I guess he is just...
//Mr. McDan\\ LOOKING FOR ATTENTION SINCE HE APPERANTLY CANT GET ANY IN THE UWF. THE HARDCORE TITLE? A JOKE! NOT EXACTLY AN ACHIEVMENT IN MY BOOK. AND I KNOW HE WILL MAKE COMMENTS ABOUT WHAT I WILL SAY BUT I REALLY CANT CARE ABOUT THAT AT ALL.
//Cervantez Cortez\\ Thank you for inviting me here. You have just done my entire bashing on Flash. But you left one thing out.
//Mr. McDan\\ And what is that?
//Cervantez Cortez\\ Didn't he talk about the fact that he beat up everyone he faced?
//Mr. McDan\\ I think so.
//Cervantez Cortez\\ Well that is false. According to the worlds leading morons, he has a LOSS to his name. Now, if morons can notice that, what does that make him?
//Mr. McDan\\ Double moron?
//Cervantez Cortez\\ GOD DAMN I'M UNDEFEATED!
//Mr. McDan\\ Okay
//Cervantez Cortez\\ Well look, I gotta go and find some women to make nice, nice to. And yes, I know Flash will probably make some stupid childish remark about everything I said so go ahead. Get it out of your system. And remember one thing. GOD DAMN I'M GOOD!!!!
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People Mentioned Adam Flash Damien Casanova Jo Lallo Killer Instinct |
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People Involved Ramadan Raheem Cervatnez Cortez Mr. McDan |
