Post by Joe Bruiser on Feb 18, 2008 17:37:29 GMT -5
The Camera comes on and you see a dark arena with a ring in the middle. Only this ring has a cage around it. But not just any cage this cage is a CELL. A HELL IN A CELL to be exact. There is a figure standing in the middle of the ring, it is too dark at this moment to see who it is. The camera begins to zoom in on the ring and the figure. As the camera gets closer it stops at the figures feet. The camera gradually makes its way up to the face of the figure. A light pops on and you see that it is Joe Bruiser. Joe looks down at the camera.
[glow=blue,2,300]187, this is the path you chosen I see. The path...of least Resistance. The path...of no return. The path...to HELL, this time there will be no coming back. You have chosen the wrong path I am afraid. But why? I must ask, did you choose the path to hell ALL over again? Ohhhh thats right you have already been there. You enjoyed it to much there, did you not? Was Satin that nice to you to invite you back? Was Lou a very good friend of yours? Hell, Satin has lots of friend. He has been around for a long lone year, he has stolen many mans soul and faith. You are just one of many whose soul he has stolen 187. He was around when Jesus Christ has his moment of doubt and pain. He made damn sure that Pilate washed his hands and sealed his fate. He stuck around St. Petersburg when he saw that there was a time for a change. He killed the Czars and his ministers, Anastasia screamed in Vain. You ever wondered who killed the Kennedy's? You...and him. Ever wondered who drove the tank and held a generous rank over in China? You...and him. He laid the traps for the troubadours, and killed them before they could reach Bombay. Kings and Queens fought for territory for ten decades, for the god they had made. Ever wondered who was behind that 187?[/glow]
Joe pauses as he begins to take a few steps in the ring.
[glow=blue,2,300]When you met Satin 187, he said to you. Please allow me to introduce myself, I am a man of wealth and taste. Just as every cop is a criminal, and all the sinner saints. As heads is tails, just call me Lucifer. Please have some courtesy, please have some sympathy, and some taste. Because I am in need of some restraint. Use all of your well known politesse, or I will lay your soul to waste. Pleased to meet you, hope you guess my name. You two shook hands, the dirty fiends that you are. You two enjoyed the moment in your spotlight with who I would call....your father. But when I send you back there 187, the meeting you will have with your father, will be rather different.[/glow]
Joe walks slowly back to the middle of the ring. He looks back at the camera and speaks.
[glow=blue,2,300]You say 187, that I was lucky to have defeated you two weeks ago? That you had to many things going in your mind? Get real 187, this isn't hell my friend. The FRO removed his sunglasses and put his game face on. You were the lucky one that day 187. You were lucky that my game face didn't say KILL HIM on it. It just said BEAT HIM SENSELESS. Which is what I did 187, I beat your ass from one one end of the Unite States to another. From one side of the ring to another, FROM ONE SIDE OF THE WORLD TO ANOTHER. You want to go back to hell 187?..........[/glow]
Joe pauses and gets a serious look in his eyes.
[glow=blue,2,300]BE MY GUEST. I am sure Lucifer loved having you at his dinner table every night. You were sitting there along side of some of the worst people that was EVER put on this earth. Saddam Hussein, Adolf Hitler, Napoleon, Prince John, Attila The Hun, Gangus Khan, Cobra Commander. Cobra Commander? He wasn't real, but if he was he would be right there along side of you 187. But tonight, we ill have our own dinner 187. BECAUSE TONIGHT, WE WILL DINE IN HELL.[/glow]
Joe has the angriest look you have ever seen on his face. He stares right into the camera for a few seconds, he then punches it down to the ground. Now all you see is the sideways version of Joe walking to the cage door, and getting out of the Cell. You continue to see Joe make his way up the ramp. The light begins to dim as the camera fades away.
End.
[glow=blue,2,300]187, this is the path you chosen I see. The path...of least Resistance. The path...of no return. The path...to HELL, this time there will be no coming back. You have chosen the wrong path I am afraid. But why? I must ask, did you choose the path to hell ALL over again? Ohhhh thats right you have already been there. You enjoyed it to much there, did you not? Was Satin that nice to you to invite you back? Was Lou a very good friend of yours? Hell, Satin has lots of friend. He has been around for a long lone year, he has stolen many mans soul and faith. You are just one of many whose soul he has stolen 187. He was around when Jesus Christ has his moment of doubt and pain. He made damn sure that Pilate washed his hands and sealed his fate. He stuck around St. Petersburg when he saw that there was a time for a change. He killed the Czars and his ministers, Anastasia screamed in Vain. You ever wondered who killed the Kennedy's? You...and him. Ever wondered who drove the tank and held a generous rank over in China? You...and him. He laid the traps for the troubadours, and killed them before they could reach Bombay. Kings and Queens fought for territory for ten decades, for the god they had made. Ever wondered who was behind that 187?[/glow]
Joe pauses as he begins to take a few steps in the ring.
[glow=blue,2,300]When you met Satin 187, he said to you. Please allow me to introduce myself, I am a man of wealth and taste. Just as every cop is a criminal, and all the sinner saints. As heads is tails, just call me Lucifer. Please have some courtesy, please have some sympathy, and some taste. Because I am in need of some restraint. Use all of your well known politesse, or I will lay your soul to waste. Pleased to meet you, hope you guess my name. You two shook hands, the dirty fiends that you are. You two enjoyed the moment in your spotlight with who I would call....your father. But when I send you back there 187, the meeting you will have with your father, will be rather different.[/glow]
Joe walks slowly back to the middle of the ring. He looks back at the camera and speaks.
[glow=blue,2,300]You say 187, that I was lucky to have defeated you two weeks ago? That you had to many things going in your mind? Get real 187, this isn't hell my friend. The FRO removed his sunglasses and put his game face on. You were the lucky one that day 187. You were lucky that my game face didn't say KILL HIM on it. It just said BEAT HIM SENSELESS. Which is what I did 187, I beat your ass from one one end of the Unite States to another. From one side of the ring to another, FROM ONE SIDE OF THE WORLD TO ANOTHER. You want to go back to hell 187?..........[/glow]
Joe pauses and gets a serious look in his eyes.
[glow=blue,2,300]BE MY GUEST. I am sure Lucifer loved having you at his dinner table every night. You were sitting there along side of some of the worst people that was EVER put on this earth. Saddam Hussein, Adolf Hitler, Napoleon, Prince John, Attila The Hun, Gangus Khan, Cobra Commander. Cobra Commander? He wasn't real, but if he was he would be right there along side of you 187. But tonight, we ill have our own dinner 187. BECAUSE TONIGHT, WE WILL DINE IN HELL.[/glow]
Joe has the angriest look you have ever seen on his face. He stares right into the camera for a few seconds, he then punches it down to the ground. Now all you see is the sideways version of Joe walking to the cage door, and getting out of the Cell. You continue to see Joe make his way up the ramp. The light begins to dim as the camera fades away.
End.
First EVER APW Triple Crown Champion, 1x APW World Heavyweight Champion,1x APW Nationwide Champion, 1x APW Tag Team Champion (W/Marisol Mariposa and Corona) 1x GCW Global Warfare Champion