Post by havok360 on Dec 7, 2005 19:26:30 GMT -5
The camera comes into focus looking at a beat down trailer. We go inside and see Valor superstar Havok sitting on a recliner. He is watching their black and white small television. He has a bowl of popcorn and is wrapped up in a tiny blanket. There is a black cat sitting on top of the recliner, right behind Havok’s head. Havok gets interrupted by his grandmother.
Grandmother: What is this? You have been sitting on that damn chair for three hours straight. Ever since you have moved back in here you haven’t done one thing to keep this house keep clean. I’m sorry but I may have to throw you out, if you don’t pick up your act a little.
Havok just gives her a stare that could kill. He then grabs a hold of the popcorn bowl and places it on the coffee table sitting right in front of him. He grabs the remote for the black and white television and hits mute to shut off the sound on the television. Then he gets out of the chair and walks up to his grandmother. Gets into her face and begins to speak harshly.
Havok: Ok, then what is it you want me to do?
Grandmother: How about a simple task like taking out the garbage?
Havok: I can’t believe you would actually ask me to do something that stupid. I was sitting comfortably on the recliner and you interrupt my show to yell at me over some damn trash. What’s up with that!?
Grandmother: I haven’t asked you to do one thing since you have moved back in. Now I feel you need to earn your keep and help me keeping this house looking nice.
Havok: Newsflash grandmother, this isn’t a house. It is a piece of shit trailer.
Grandmother: This piece of shit is keeping shelter over you and if you don’t appreciate it maybe you should leave.
Havok just swipes his hand through the air and snatches the bag of trash. He slams open the door of the trailer and walks outside. He walks to the end of the driveway and places the trash bag in the community dumpster of the trailer park. He then looks up at the camera and begins to speak.
Havok: Tomorrow night, I have a match against a man that has won his first match in Valor. The man proved to the world that he was dedicated in Valor and what we have to offer. He beat the hell out of his opponent and now he is on to match number two. Guess what Mayhem, your joyride ends here. You see I have nothing against you but I have to give the fans what they want and that is another victory from yours truly. You always talk about how big and bad you are. Well you are going to be a test for me. Every ounce of blood you lose in this match, my grade goes up a letter grade. I am starting off with a F and I promise you, at the end of Thunder I will be an A+ student.
Havok then walks behind to dumpster and grabs the lid. He slams the lid shut and walks over to the side of the dumpster. He leans up against it and begins to speak.
Havok: Until you beat me, I have no respect for you. If you talk trash then I will treat you like trash. After listening to you ramble on and on, I can tell you are a trash talker, which leaves only one thing left for me to do. TAKE OUT THE TRASH!
He begins walking back over towards the trailer. He opens the screen door and before he opens the main door, he stops and looks back at the camera and begins to speak.
Havok: At Holiday Havoc, I have a match against Martin Paine for the Jr. Heavyweight Title. This is the night the title is first introduced into the business and there is nobody and I mean nobody that is going to keep me from making history on that night. Come Holiday Havoc, all the fans are going to witness an icon in the Junior Weight division. Everyone speaks about Bailey keeping the World title for about three months. Once I win that title I will double his reign and go down into the history books as the greatest man to ever hold the title around his waist. Mayhem all you are is a warm up match. You are going to be my muscle warmer that prepares me for the title match. After I walk out the winner, I will congratulate you on our match and walk in the back and begin training once again. My holiday wish is coming true, and all I want for Christmas is the Jr. Heavyweight Title.
Havok opens the main door of the trailer and slams the door shut. We fade to black, but yet hearing arguments going back and forth from Havok and his grandmother. Havok is raising his voice which is causing her to raise hers as well. Cut to commercial.
Grandmother: What is this? You have been sitting on that damn chair for three hours straight. Ever since you have moved back in here you haven’t done one thing to keep this house keep clean. I’m sorry but I may have to throw you out, if you don’t pick up your act a little.
Havok just gives her a stare that could kill. He then grabs a hold of the popcorn bowl and places it on the coffee table sitting right in front of him. He grabs the remote for the black and white television and hits mute to shut off the sound on the television. Then he gets out of the chair and walks up to his grandmother. Gets into her face and begins to speak harshly.
Havok: Ok, then what is it you want me to do?
Grandmother: How about a simple task like taking out the garbage?
Havok: I can’t believe you would actually ask me to do something that stupid. I was sitting comfortably on the recliner and you interrupt my show to yell at me over some damn trash. What’s up with that!?
Grandmother: I haven’t asked you to do one thing since you have moved back in. Now I feel you need to earn your keep and help me keeping this house looking nice.
Havok: Newsflash grandmother, this isn’t a house. It is a piece of shit trailer.
Grandmother: This piece of shit is keeping shelter over you and if you don’t appreciate it maybe you should leave.
Havok just swipes his hand through the air and snatches the bag of trash. He slams open the door of the trailer and walks outside. He walks to the end of the driveway and places the trash bag in the community dumpster of the trailer park. He then looks up at the camera and begins to speak.
Havok: Tomorrow night, I have a match against a man that has won his first match in Valor. The man proved to the world that he was dedicated in Valor and what we have to offer. He beat the hell out of his opponent and now he is on to match number two. Guess what Mayhem, your joyride ends here. You see I have nothing against you but I have to give the fans what they want and that is another victory from yours truly. You always talk about how big and bad you are. Well you are going to be a test for me. Every ounce of blood you lose in this match, my grade goes up a letter grade. I am starting off with a F and I promise you, at the end of Thunder I will be an A+ student.
Havok then walks behind to dumpster and grabs the lid. He slams the lid shut and walks over to the side of the dumpster. He leans up against it and begins to speak.
Havok: Until you beat me, I have no respect for you. If you talk trash then I will treat you like trash. After listening to you ramble on and on, I can tell you are a trash talker, which leaves only one thing left for me to do. TAKE OUT THE TRASH!
He begins walking back over towards the trailer. He opens the screen door and before he opens the main door, he stops and looks back at the camera and begins to speak.
Havok: At Holiday Havoc, I have a match against Martin Paine for the Jr. Heavyweight Title. This is the night the title is first introduced into the business and there is nobody and I mean nobody that is going to keep me from making history on that night. Come Holiday Havoc, all the fans are going to witness an icon in the Junior Weight division. Everyone speaks about Bailey keeping the World title for about three months. Once I win that title I will double his reign and go down into the history books as the greatest man to ever hold the title around his waist. Mayhem all you are is a warm up match. You are going to be my muscle warmer that prepares me for the title match. After I walk out the winner, I will congratulate you on our match and walk in the back and begin training once again. My holiday wish is coming true, and all I want for Christmas is the Jr. Heavyweight Title.
Havok opens the main door of the trailer and slams the door shut. We fade to black, but yet hearing arguments going back and forth from Havok and his grandmother. Havok is raising his voice which is causing her to raise hers as well. Cut to commercial.
