Post by XDX on Apr 20, 2010 21:30:54 GMT -5
Scorpion sits in the locker room of Darkside, talking to them.
Ice pack in one hand, holding it on his head, as he talks...
Guys, I'm not sure what's going on around here, but something's not right.
First, this rookie, this hand picked competitor of the GM can't seem to lose.
Secondly, I am sitting here with possibly the most dominate team in all of wrestling, and they are on a serious losing streak.
Third and lastly, there is no WAY I tapped out to Peace...TWICE!
If it wasn't for me climbing that ladder so fast, that the ref didn't have TIME to screw me over, I probably wouldn't have won that match either.
Fast counts, turning a blind eye to indiscretions by the other "chosen" side, calling for the bell when there was no tap out...
Guys, we have more in common than you think.
WE are getting royally FUCKED out there!
Scorpion says this last with fire in his eyes...
I am here for two reasons.
One is to train the up and coming talent, and two is for these fans.
Training doesn't seem necessary, because the powers that be have apparently decided that refs in their pockets are the way to go!
Hell, why train hard and with veteran wrestlers if everything is just going to be handed to you?
...as for the fans?
We gave them a show, only to have it snatched away from them by some more of this bullshit!
Then Sorrow comes out and blames ME for all of his failings as a GM, AND underhanded dealings.
Scorpion sighs, and looks a bit wistful.
I aplogize that this seems so much like excuse making. But its not.
TELL me you guys see it too...that I'm not crazy.
No...I will NOT accept that!
SOMETHING is going on around here, and we need to get to the bottom of it!
Scorpion stands up, and takes his chair and throws it against the wall.
So help me, if I have to take up that CHAIR and go bash the BRAINS out of everyone that is in on it,
SO it SHALL be DONE!
Breathing heavily, trying to regain control of his emotions, Scorpion is spoken to.......
Ice pack in one hand, holding it on his head, as he talks...
Guys, I'm not sure what's going on around here, but something's not right.
First, this rookie, this hand picked competitor of the GM can't seem to lose.
Secondly, I am sitting here with possibly the most dominate team in all of wrestling, and they are on a serious losing streak.
Third and lastly, there is no WAY I tapped out to Peace...TWICE!
If it wasn't for me climbing that ladder so fast, that the ref didn't have TIME to screw me over, I probably wouldn't have won that match either.
Fast counts, turning a blind eye to indiscretions by the other "chosen" side, calling for the bell when there was no tap out...
Guys, we have more in common than you think.
WE are getting royally FUCKED out there!
Scorpion says this last with fire in his eyes...
I am here for two reasons.
One is to train the up and coming talent, and two is for these fans.
Training doesn't seem necessary, because the powers that be have apparently decided that refs in their pockets are the way to go!
Hell, why train hard and with veteran wrestlers if everything is just going to be handed to you?
...as for the fans?
We gave them a show, only to have it snatched away from them by some more of this bullshit!
Then Sorrow comes out and blames ME for all of his failings as a GM, AND underhanded dealings.
Scorpion sighs, and looks a bit wistful.
I aplogize that this seems so much like excuse making. But its not.
TELL me you guys see it too...that I'm not crazy.
No...I will NOT accept that!
SOMETHING is going on around here, and we need to get to the bottom of it!
Scorpion stands up, and takes his chair and throws it against the wall.
So help me, if I have to take up that CHAIR and go bash the BRAINS out of everyone that is in on it,
SO it SHALL be DONE!
Breathing heavily, trying to regain control of his emotions, Scorpion is spoken to.......
