Post by Coffin Puppets on Sept 6, 2010 13:17:25 GMT -5
*Moments before Havoc is set to begin, "Welcome Home" hits the arena and the Coffin Puppets make their way out, Jayden Malicious in tow. The once roaring crowd is now in stunned silence as the three Puppets make their way to the ring.
The cause of the silence is deafening. Wulf, Core and Jayden are all wearing nothing but their skivvies and tennis shoes; Core is rocking his boxers while Wulf solemnly enters the ring with his batman boxer briefs, and Jayden seems to be contently modeling a pair of turquoise bikini briefs. Once inside, Core is tossed a mic.*
Manticore: As you can tell, I'm preparing for my big match. *he moves his hands in front of his lower body as if a game show girl* Ooh, aaahh. Shexy yes. I figured fuck it, if I'm gonna wrestle in my boxers, might as well get comfy with the idea.
Werwulf: ...still doesn't explain why the fuck I had to do it too.....
Jayden: Come on, it's hawt!
Manticore: All I need now is for good ol' Syrus to decide my fate. But fear not, once the match is done and over with, I may just have to keep this style, wouldn't want to disappoint the fans.
*Core, obviously traumatized beyond repair, tosses the mic to Wulf before prancing around the ring and shooting off various flexes and taunts. Some in the crowd are awed, some taken aback.. some even seem greatly aroused. Wulf merely face-palms.*
Werwulf: So. Taking a trip back to the real world, later on tonight you will see me battle for leadership of the Invasion. A lot is on the line, but in the end, when I walk out victorious, you will all know it was for the best. Trust me, it is.
But, more importantly, I am now sitting at the apex of the ELF mountain. At The Ticket, I survived to the very end, and walked away with, as it's so fittingly called, the ticket!
In mere weeks, I will step up and battle for the ELF Elite Championship. I don't care who holds the strap come Devil's Playground, because when the dust settles and all is final, I WILL WALK OUT THE ELITE CHAMPION!!
*Wulf thrusts his fists into the air in dominance, but the only reaction he receives is stifled laughs from the crowd. Confused, he looks down to find Jayden wielding a flash light (where the hell did he get that?!?!) at the bat signal on his crotch, greatly highlighting it. Wulf squeals, dropping the mic and attempts to cover himself while kicking at Jayden and light when "Concatenation (slow mix)" rocks the arena and none other then Dragune and Monn waltz onto the stage.*
Monn: Whah we gat 'ere? It be look'n tah meh, lik ah trioh ah gurlz. I be tell'n yah whah boyohs, when yah bahls be drop'n, maybeh den yah'll be earn'n deh respekt yah tink yah be deserv'n.
Dragune: My, how the mighty have fallen. Once dark princes, ruling the lands. Now, a pair of make up wearing queens prancing about in their undies with their rice princess. *Dragune sneers.* Ya know, I remember when being a Coffin Puppet meant something. Back when it was all about business. Look at you now. You three are pathetic.
*Wulf forgets about his indecency and picks back up the mic.*
Werwulf: WATCH YOUR TONGUE WORM!! You two speak of respect and business, but let us not forget the treachery you two wreak upon those who trusted you.
Keep this in mind as tonight moves forward; WHEN I win control of Invasion, BOTH of you will once again be at my mercy...
*As the last word slips from Wulf's lips, Monn and Dragune's faces slip as the realization he just spoke hits home. They look on with uncertainty as the lights begin to dim and Havoc prepares to go live..*
The cause of the silence is deafening. Wulf, Core and Jayden are all wearing nothing but their skivvies and tennis shoes; Core is rocking his boxers while Wulf solemnly enters the ring with his batman boxer briefs, and Jayden seems to be contently modeling a pair of turquoise bikini briefs. Once inside, Core is tossed a mic.*
Manticore: As you can tell, I'm preparing for my big match. *he moves his hands in front of his lower body as if a game show girl* Ooh, aaahh. Shexy yes. I figured fuck it, if I'm gonna wrestle in my boxers, might as well get comfy with the idea.
Werwulf: ...still doesn't explain why the fuck I had to do it too.....
Jayden: Come on, it's hawt!
Manticore: All I need now is for good ol' Syrus to decide my fate. But fear not, once the match is done and over with, I may just have to keep this style, wouldn't want to disappoint the fans.
*Core, obviously traumatized beyond repair, tosses the mic to Wulf before prancing around the ring and shooting off various flexes and taunts. Some in the crowd are awed, some taken aback.. some even seem greatly aroused. Wulf merely face-palms.*
Werwulf: So. Taking a trip back to the real world, later on tonight you will see me battle for leadership of the Invasion. A lot is on the line, but in the end, when I walk out victorious, you will all know it was for the best. Trust me, it is.
But, more importantly, I am now sitting at the apex of the ELF mountain. At The Ticket, I survived to the very end, and walked away with, as it's so fittingly called, the ticket!
In mere weeks, I will step up and battle for the ELF Elite Championship. I don't care who holds the strap come Devil's Playground, because when the dust settles and all is final, I WILL WALK OUT THE ELITE CHAMPION!!
*Wulf thrusts his fists into the air in dominance, but the only reaction he receives is stifled laughs from the crowd. Confused, he looks down to find Jayden wielding a flash light (where the hell did he get that?!?!) at the bat signal on his crotch, greatly highlighting it. Wulf squeals, dropping the mic and attempts to cover himself while kicking at Jayden and light when "Concatenation (slow mix)" rocks the arena and none other then Dragune and Monn waltz onto the stage.*
Monn: Whah we gat 'ere? It be look'n tah meh, lik ah trioh ah gurlz. I be tell'n yah whah boyohs, when yah bahls be drop'n, maybeh den yah'll be earn'n deh respekt yah tink yah be deserv'n.
Dragune: My, how the mighty have fallen. Once dark princes, ruling the lands. Now, a pair of make up wearing queens prancing about in their undies with their rice princess. *Dragune sneers.* Ya know, I remember when being a Coffin Puppet meant something. Back when it was all about business. Look at you now. You three are pathetic.
*Wulf forgets about his indecency and picks back up the mic.*
Werwulf: WATCH YOUR TONGUE WORM!! You two speak of respect and business, but let us not forget the treachery you two wreak upon those who trusted you.
Keep this in mind as tonight moves forward; WHEN I win control of Invasion, BOTH of you will once again be at my mercy...
*As the last word slips from Wulf's lips, Monn and Dragune's faces slip as the realization he just spoke hits home. They look on with uncertainty as the lights begin to dim and Havoc prepares to go live..*