Post by calvin on Feb 8, 2006 23:00:55 GMT -5
The day is bright and hot. And not hot like around twenty-five degrees, I mean hot like almost touching the forty-degree mark. The only thing keeping the stickiness of the humidity to a decent level is the gusts of wind that appear every now and then. Dirt is everywhere, piles of dirt all around. It’s like a desert, however there are no cactuses or other plants. What replaces the plants are giant machines that plough dirt all around, also referred to as front-end loaders. There are also other machines that carry dirt around, which are referred to as dump trucks. Yes, if you haven’t guessed already, we are in a gravel pit. The gusts of wind blow dirt all around, which creates mini dust storms. Speaking of the storms, one small one starts up now. The wind makes the dirt spin around in a funnel shape. The dirt swirls around and around until the wind calms down. The dust settles, and a shadow starts to appear. The winds are gone, and the shadow ends up belonging to Luther Castle.
Luther Castle: It gets really dirty here, really fast. As you can see, it’s quite windy today, which makes visibility a little difficult. Kind of like how people are telling me it’s hard to see me winning my triple threat match that is coming up. You see, I am facing not on, but two people. I find this kind of funny. In my debut match, I face three jokes in a fatal four, so the next show, I get a singles match. I guess they want to even out the styles of matches I get, because I am not in a triple threat. What’s next, an elimination chamber? I have to agree on one thing though; they did give me somewhat of a challenge this week. I did get two decent opponents. The so called Current Big Thing, and Cecil Caster. Now, I look at these two and I think to myself, who cares about these two. I mean, you have one guy who thinks he’s the best thing out there today, and the other is just one guy who wants me to face my fears. Cecil, look at me. There is nothing I should be afraid about. I am Luther Castle. I don’t fear anything at all. If anything, people fear me. They fear my strength. They fear my size. They fear my wrath. And soon, you will fear it too. We also have CBT here, who believes he is all these wonderful things put into one. Yeah, right. Like you are every going to be a bigger thing them me.
Luther Castle looks out at the Dirt Mountains. Some of them are quite the size. They get to be about thirty feet high, or even higher then that. Luther Castle kind of shrugs at the sizes. He’s obviously seen bigger mountains of dirt. Luther really doesn’t care much for these mountains though; he cares more about his opponents for this special Valentines show.
Luther Castle: Hah! Tha Current Big Thing. That’s a laugh and a half. Every nickname you have CBT, is pointless to you. Because, none of them are true. Tha Innovator of Innovation? You think you are leader or something here? If you are the leader, then I think you should just save yourself the embarrassment and just surrender now, because your army must really lack intelligence if you truly are the leader. You also call yourself the future of VWA. Well, you will be a future in the VWA for sure. Yes indeed you will, a future victim to the wrath of Luther Castle. You think being all cool and “big” makes you get girls, that you are this gift? These girls must really be lacking looks if they want you, or what you will look like once you feel the pain of my Burning Hammer. Good thing to you, names don’t mean much, but moves do. You have this move called the “Pon De Replay.” This is suppose to be some crazy dangerous move that has never been used and you are advised to never use it, eh? You think you are intimidating with a move you are too afraid to use? If it’s so big, show me CBT. Show me that this move is dangerous. Just show me. I’ll prove to you it’s not. Hell, I’ll prove to you that my move is better. Just look at last week, where I almost ended that one loser Method Cobra’s career. Don’t you think I won’t do the same to you because that’s one hundred percent complete false. I have every plan in my mind to do the exact same thing to you. CBT, stop living a lie, because you are just making people laugh at you. Drop the Current Big Thing, it’s not true, you know it and I know it. Just drop it.
Luther Castle stops for a second. He looks out again. The wind is starting to pick up again. Luther feels the slight breeze on him. It cools him down; something he’s needed for a while now, as this hot weather is making him all sweaty and sticky. And no, that is not to be taken in a sexual way. Luther lets the breeze finish off before he continues.
Luther Castle: I have to hand it to you though CBT. You were creative. I would have never in a million years thought of the bull you thought up when you proclaimed yourself to these nicknames. At least you are not like Cecil Caster. I seriously wish I knew more about you Cecil, but honestly, I tried to study you, and I honestly can’t find anything on you. That’s right, anything. I’m not sure if that’s because there is really nothing you have ever accomplished in your career or if you are that sneaky. Frankly, I think it’s the first one. I have never heard of you before this match. Never before. You came out of no where basically. Hell, you don’t even know where you came from. They say your hometown is unknown. That must mean one thing, you are ashamed of your past. Cecil, don’t be ashamed of what has happened in the past. I’d be more ashamed to see your career go up in flames once you step into the right with Luther Castle. You have no idea what you are up against. You are looking at a man who has already in two weeks in the VWA, beaten a total of four people. And come on this Valentines edition of Sunday Night Slam, that number will change to a total of six people beaten in three weeks.
The winds start up again. This time, it’s more a gust then a breeze. You can barely see ahead of you. Maybe a metre of visibility. The winds are going really fast, dust getting into the eyes of Luther. He itches his eyes as the winds start to calm down again. Once Luther finishes scratching his eyes, making sure there is no dirt in them, we see ahead, the front end loader and dump truck.
Luther Castle: You two are nothing compared to me. I should have the name The Current Big Thing. And people should be facing their own fears by facing me. You two are just two more want to be’s in a world where the truth is you two are nothing. You two are nothing except for a big, gigantic, pile of no good...
Luther Castle looks ahead at the front-end loader, which is at the moment filling up the dump truck with dirt. The bucket will drag on the ground, until it’s a decent volume. Then the hydraulics start to raise the arm of the machine, raising the bucket higher and higher. When the arm is high enough, the front end loaded drives beside the truck, and lets the bucket hang over the box of the dump truck. The bucket then tips into the box, letting all the dirt into the box of the dump truck.
Luther Castle: ...DIRT!
The box of the dump truck starts to tip back. Slowly, the dirt in the back starts to slide downwards. Soon, the box is vertical, and the entire dirt load slides out of the back. The sand hits the ground, creating a massive cloud of dust. There is absolutely no visibility to be seen anywhere.
Luther Castle: See you two at Sunday Night Slam you pieces of dirt.
The cloud turns into darkness and with that we fade.
Luther Castle: It gets really dirty here, really fast. As you can see, it’s quite windy today, which makes visibility a little difficult. Kind of like how people are telling me it’s hard to see me winning my triple threat match that is coming up. You see, I am facing not on, but two people. I find this kind of funny. In my debut match, I face three jokes in a fatal four, so the next show, I get a singles match. I guess they want to even out the styles of matches I get, because I am not in a triple threat. What’s next, an elimination chamber? I have to agree on one thing though; they did give me somewhat of a challenge this week. I did get two decent opponents. The so called Current Big Thing, and Cecil Caster. Now, I look at these two and I think to myself, who cares about these two. I mean, you have one guy who thinks he’s the best thing out there today, and the other is just one guy who wants me to face my fears. Cecil, look at me. There is nothing I should be afraid about. I am Luther Castle. I don’t fear anything at all. If anything, people fear me. They fear my strength. They fear my size. They fear my wrath. And soon, you will fear it too. We also have CBT here, who believes he is all these wonderful things put into one. Yeah, right. Like you are every going to be a bigger thing them me.
Luther Castle looks out at the Dirt Mountains. Some of them are quite the size. They get to be about thirty feet high, or even higher then that. Luther Castle kind of shrugs at the sizes. He’s obviously seen bigger mountains of dirt. Luther really doesn’t care much for these mountains though; he cares more about his opponents for this special Valentines show.
Luther Castle: Hah! Tha Current Big Thing. That’s a laugh and a half. Every nickname you have CBT, is pointless to you. Because, none of them are true. Tha Innovator of Innovation? You think you are leader or something here? If you are the leader, then I think you should just save yourself the embarrassment and just surrender now, because your army must really lack intelligence if you truly are the leader. You also call yourself the future of VWA. Well, you will be a future in the VWA for sure. Yes indeed you will, a future victim to the wrath of Luther Castle. You think being all cool and “big” makes you get girls, that you are this gift? These girls must really be lacking looks if they want you, or what you will look like once you feel the pain of my Burning Hammer. Good thing to you, names don’t mean much, but moves do. You have this move called the “Pon De Replay.” This is suppose to be some crazy dangerous move that has never been used and you are advised to never use it, eh? You think you are intimidating with a move you are too afraid to use? If it’s so big, show me CBT. Show me that this move is dangerous. Just show me. I’ll prove to you it’s not. Hell, I’ll prove to you that my move is better. Just look at last week, where I almost ended that one loser Method Cobra’s career. Don’t you think I won’t do the same to you because that’s one hundred percent complete false. I have every plan in my mind to do the exact same thing to you. CBT, stop living a lie, because you are just making people laugh at you. Drop the Current Big Thing, it’s not true, you know it and I know it. Just drop it.
Luther Castle stops for a second. He looks out again. The wind is starting to pick up again. Luther feels the slight breeze on him. It cools him down; something he’s needed for a while now, as this hot weather is making him all sweaty and sticky. And no, that is not to be taken in a sexual way. Luther lets the breeze finish off before he continues.
Luther Castle: I have to hand it to you though CBT. You were creative. I would have never in a million years thought of the bull you thought up when you proclaimed yourself to these nicknames. At least you are not like Cecil Caster. I seriously wish I knew more about you Cecil, but honestly, I tried to study you, and I honestly can’t find anything on you. That’s right, anything. I’m not sure if that’s because there is really nothing you have ever accomplished in your career or if you are that sneaky. Frankly, I think it’s the first one. I have never heard of you before this match. Never before. You came out of no where basically. Hell, you don’t even know where you came from. They say your hometown is unknown. That must mean one thing, you are ashamed of your past. Cecil, don’t be ashamed of what has happened in the past. I’d be more ashamed to see your career go up in flames once you step into the right with Luther Castle. You have no idea what you are up against. You are looking at a man who has already in two weeks in the VWA, beaten a total of four people. And come on this Valentines edition of Sunday Night Slam, that number will change to a total of six people beaten in three weeks.
The winds start up again. This time, it’s more a gust then a breeze. You can barely see ahead of you. Maybe a metre of visibility. The winds are going really fast, dust getting into the eyes of Luther. He itches his eyes as the winds start to calm down again. Once Luther finishes scratching his eyes, making sure there is no dirt in them, we see ahead, the front end loader and dump truck.
Luther Castle: You two are nothing compared to me. I should have the name The Current Big Thing. And people should be facing their own fears by facing me. You two are just two more want to be’s in a world where the truth is you two are nothing. You two are nothing except for a big, gigantic, pile of no good...
Luther Castle looks ahead at the front-end loader, which is at the moment filling up the dump truck with dirt. The bucket will drag on the ground, until it’s a decent volume. Then the hydraulics start to raise the arm of the machine, raising the bucket higher and higher. When the arm is high enough, the front end loaded drives beside the truck, and lets the bucket hang over the box of the dump truck. The bucket then tips into the box, letting all the dirt into the box of the dump truck.
Luther Castle: ...DIRT!
The box of the dump truck starts to tip back. Slowly, the dirt in the back starts to slide downwards. Soon, the box is vertical, and the entire dirt load slides out of the back. The sand hits the ground, creating a massive cloud of dust. There is absolutely no visibility to be seen anywhere.
Luther Castle: See you two at Sunday Night Slam you pieces of dirt.
The cloud turns into darkness and with that we fade.