Post by Justin York on Nov 24, 2008 1:35:08 GMT -5
With the dust finally settled. The last words tossed around in the trash talk. Last cheaps shots thrown. The ending to the Devil's Dance. New champions emerged and, One man walked in champion and walked out just as he walked in still champion. A Number one contender has been crowned. The mystery of the scarlet rose sadly mistaken for a returning legend. . And Dragzilla laying the bites in on the same sex. . . WHAT?! . .
A playing of a television is heard. It almost sounds like the spectating of Gary Yahtz and Bib Brady. As the camera gets a good look of it's soroundings. Justin York sits on his couch waitching the taping of his match playing it over and over again like a man possessed. The only thing keeping the viewers from thinking Justin is gone crazy is that sly cocky grin on the mug of Justin. The grin that would get under and normal man's skin . . you know?
"The man is out cold. Look at this. Eye of the Hurricane? YES! York hit it."
"The winners of this match and NEW TWD Tag Team Champions . . . EGOS . . . AND ICONS!!!"
Justin finally can't hold it back anymore and let's go of one of the narliest cocky grin's. as he replays the tape back one more time.
"The man is out cold. Look at this. Eye of the Hurricane? YES! York hit it.
"The winners of this match and NEW TWD Tag Team Champions . . . EGOS . . . AND ICONS!!!"
Justin finally snaps out of the possessive state that he was in over the taping of his tag team match with Luger at his side winning the TWD Tag Straps and looks into the camera with the a very intense look of confidence.
Justin York- New Tag Team Champions sounds pretty damn good. But, The very first TWD Tag Team Champions sounds a hell of alot better. Take anyone and i mean anyone in the TWD and put them against Me and Luger "Ego's and Icon's" and they can't stack up in anyway. We proved that this past Sunday when we beat up Andy Christ and his Partner the "It" Dragzilla. See the funny thing is they realized we were better then them so they tried to have there stablemates do a beatdown. . Well boys i guess that plan just blew up right in your face now didn't it?
Justin grin's very widely followed shortly after by a very cocky chuckle.
Justin York- Jahmon Rastachronic, Or whatever your name is and however you pronounce it. You try and convince the fans and everyone else that i'm a crybaby and try and cry my way to the top. Son you have quite a bit to learn in the game. I didn't whine my way to this title i have right here now did i?
Justin slaps the TWD Tag Team Title Belt that is straped around his waist. The same spot that it has been since he won it at "The Devil's Dance".
Justin York- No not only did i but Tomas Luger we both busted our asses to get where we are. You have the odacity to say that i do nothing but cry. Rastafari my pal i hate to break it to you but the only thing crying was your momma when i was pounding her endzone like the New England Patriots when their offense is manned by Tom Brady while you were on your front porch smoking a blunt.
Justin chuckles.
Justin York- Rastafari i'm sure if you ask her i'm good at running the two minute drill. But that's enough about your mom afterall it's not her fault she's worse then the Oakland Raider's. Jahmon honestly i wish you the best of luck with your title oppurtunity against Eno Redrum because honestly he is one tough son of a bitch!
The scene fades as Justin lights up a cigar and begins puffing on it.
***
The scene opens to Justin York right in the middle of his training regiment. right this moment Justin is in the middle of his bench press he is lifting 300 pounds at fifteen reps a set. An intense yelling is heard from his personal trainer who is spotting the bar. The only thing coming as a response from Justin York is a very heaving breathing.
Trainer- Come on Justin five more to go come on drive through it. Breathe out. . Three. . Two. . One. . Well done Justin Sparring in twenty go have a rest.
Justin get's up off of the weight bench and walks over to a bench in the corner of the gym. Grabbing a towel and a bottle of water along the way. Justin sits on the bench and begins to wipe the sweat off his shoulder and chest area and then wipes off his face. Justin then pours water on himself to cool down. A muscular guy walks over to Justin.
Guy- That was weak.
Justin instead of getting up and in the guys face just looks him in the eyes and laughs at him.
Justin York- Your funny aren't you?
Guy- I'm serious. Rastafari is right you are exactly what he said. . A little whining crybaby bitch.
Once again the man insults Justin and he just sits there with a cocky grin on his mug.
Guy- One thing is for damn sure you and Luger should have never got the shot at those title belts and, You sure as hell shouldn't of beat Andy Christian Hamilton and Dragzilla. you got lucky Justin, It was a fluke win.
Justin York- Okay, Listen up little man. I'm going to educate you on a few things. One. Me and Tomas Luger earned the shot at those title belts. Two. It was not a fluke win, At the Devil's Dance the better men emerged Tag Champs and the better men were "Ego's and Icon's" Me and Luger and, Last but not least Rastafari likes to talk a big game but when it comes down to it he tends to let his bulldog mouth overload his puppydog ass. You know the old saying don't write checks your ass can't cash. Rastafari obviously hasn't learned that yet and, Neither have you.
Guy- All you are is one cocky piece of shit!
Justin chuckles out loud this time.
Justin York- That's right i do have a very big ego. As a matter of a fact i am an egotistical maniac. That's why my team name is "Ego's and Icon's" I am the ego. I am the TWD. I am Justin York and, Love me or Hate me i don't care. It doesn't change the fact that. . I AM THE FUTURE!!
Justin grins as he finishes his water and then throws his towel at the guy and then walks toward the ring not giving the guy a chance to say anything. .
SCENE FADE!
A Shot In The Dark.
"Kingpin. . Raymond "Kingpin" Jones to be exact. Do you know who your being stacked against? That's right Pinhead it's me. It's Justin York. You might be thinking this is going to be a walk in the park just like last time. Well Pinhead last time me and you met Patrick was scraping the bottom of the barrell for an opponent . . As it turns out i was at the bottom of that barrell. (Light Chuckle) But, Ever since you pulled a dissappearing act on us all i have attained Championship status. I am no longer that child in training. I am ready for you Kingpin. Hopefully your ready. . Because. . I'm taking you by storm. . Raymond your going to find out a very important lesson on December Sixth and that is. . All In All Your Just Another Brick In The Wall!"
END!!
A playing of a television is heard. It almost sounds like the spectating of Gary Yahtz and Bib Brady. As the camera gets a good look of it's soroundings. Justin York sits on his couch waitching the taping of his match playing it over and over again like a man possessed. The only thing keeping the viewers from thinking Justin is gone crazy is that sly cocky grin on the mug of Justin. The grin that would get under and normal man's skin . . you know?
"The man is out cold. Look at this. Eye of the Hurricane? YES! York hit it."
"The winners of this match and NEW TWD Tag Team Champions . . . EGOS . . . AND ICONS!!!"
Justin finally can't hold it back anymore and let's go of one of the narliest cocky grin's. as he replays the tape back one more time.
"The man is out cold. Look at this. Eye of the Hurricane? YES! York hit it.
"The winners of this match and NEW TWD Tag Team Champions . . . EGOS . . . AND ICONS!!!"
Justin finally snaps out of the possessive state that he was in over the taping of his tag team match with Luger at his side winning the TWD Tag Straps and looks into the camera with the a very intense look of confidence.
Justin York- New Tag Team Champions sounds pretty damn good. But, The very first TWD Tag Team Champions sounds a hell of alot better. Take anyone and i mean anyone in the TWD and put them against Me and Luger "Ego's and Icon's" and they can't stack up in anyway. We proved that this past Sunday when we beat up Andy Christ and his Partner the "It" Dragzilla. See the funny thing is they realized we were better then them so they tried to have there stablemates do a beatdown. . Well boys i guess that plan just blew up right in your face now didn't it?
Justin grin's very widely followed shortly after by a very cocky chuckle.
Justin York- Jahmon Rastachronic, Or whatever your name is and however you pronounce it. You try and convince the fans and everyone else that i'm a crybaby and try and cry my way to the top. Son you have quite a bit to learn in the game. I didn't whine my way to this title i have right here now did i?
Justin slaps the TWD Tag Team Title Belt that is straped around his waist. The same spot that it has been since he won it at "The Devil's Dance".
Justin York- No not only did i but Tomas Luger we both busted our asses to get where we are. You have the odacity to say that i do nothing but cry. Rastafari my pal i hate to break it to you but the only thing crying was your momma when i was pounding her endzone like the New England Patriots when their offense is manned by Tom Brady while you were on your front porch smoking a blunt.
Justin chuckles.
Justin York- Rastafari i'm sure if you ask her i'm good at running the two minute drill. But that's enough about your mom afterall it's not her fault she's worse then the Oakland Raider's. Jahmon honestly i wish you the best of luck with your title oppurtunity against Eno Redrum because honestly he is one tough son of a bitch!
The scene fades as Justin lights up a cigar and begins puffing on it.
***
The scene opens to Justin York right in the middle of his training regiment. right this moment Justin is in the middle of his bench press he is lifting 300 pounds at fifteen reps a set. An intense yelling is heard from his personal trainer who is spotting the bar. The only thing coming as a response from Justin York is a very heaving breathing.
Trainer- Come on Justin five more to go come on drive through it. Breathe out. . Three. . Two. . One. . Well done Justin Sparring in twenty go have a rest.
Justin get's up off of the weight bench and walks over to a bench in the corner of the gym. Grabbing a towel and a bottle of water along the way. Justin sits on the bench and begins to wipe the sweat off his shoulder and chest area and then wipes off his face. Justin then pours water on himself to cool down. A muscular guy walks over to Justin.
Guy- That was weak.
Justin instead of getting up and in the guys face just looks him in the eyes and laughs at him.
Justin York- Your funny aren't you?
Guy- I'm serious. Rastafari is right you are exactly what he said. . A little whining crybaby bitch.
Once again the man insults Justin and he just sits there with a cocky grin on his mug.
Guy- One thing is for damn sure you and Luger should have never got the shot at those title belts and, You sure as hell shouldn't of beat Andy Christian Hamilton and Dragzilla. you got lucky Justin, It was a fluke win.
Justin York- Okay, Listen up little man. I'm going to educate you on a few things. One. Me and Tomas Luger earned the shot at those title belts. Two. It was not a fluke win, At the Devil's Dance the better men emerged Tag Champs and the better men were "Ego's and Icon's" Me and Luger and, Last but not least Rastafari likes to talk a big game but when it comes down to it he tends to let his bulldog mouth overload his puppydog ass. You know the old saying don't write checks your ass can't cash. Rastafari obviously hasn't learned that yet and, Neither have you.
Guy- All you are is one cocky piece of shit!
Justin chuckles out loud this time.
Justin York- That's right i do have a very big ego. As a matter of a fact i am an egotistical maniac. That's why my team name is "Ego's and Icon's" I am the ego. I am the TWD. I am Justin York and, Love me or Hate me i don't care. It doesn't change the fact that. . I AM THE FUTURE!!
Justin grins as he finishes his water and then throws his towel at the guy and then walks toward the ring not giving the guy a chance to say anything. .
SCENE FADE!
A Shot In The Dark.
"Kingpin. . Raymond "Kingpin" Jones to be exact. Do you know who your being stacked against? That's right Pinhead it's me. It's Justin York. You might be thinking this is going to be a walk in the park just like last time. Well Pinhead last time me and you met Patrick was scraping the bottom of the barrell for an opponent . . As it turns out i was at the bottom of that barrell. (Light Chuckle) But, Ever since you pulled a dissappearing act on us all i have attained Championship status. I am no longer that child in training. I am ready for you Kingpin. Hopefully your ready. . Because. . I'm taking you by storm. . Raymond your going to find out a very important lesson on December Sixth and that is. . All In All Your Just Another Brick In The Wall!"
END!!
