Post by Jaggeroth/Jerry/Grimey on Aug 16, 2013 8:20:14 GMT -4
-Decimation #9 begins out with panning shots of the roaring crowd. The fans inside the EVPW gymnasium were shouting their little heads off as per their ritual before the usual blood-lettings.-
"Everyone, we'd like to welcome you here tonight to Decimation #9! Tonight, we have another loaded card with a main event that the people have been asking for-"
"That's right, Jimmy. But first, we have a special guest coming to the ring to address the entire EVPW universe!"
"That's the dumbest term for a fan base I have ever heard of. It's like we're trying to damn hard to make everyone like us and make the marks feel special."
-The house lights all turned a bright pimp as the GM of Decimation came and boogied his way out onto the stage. Grimey C. Whiskey jook and jived his way down to the ring, his platform shoes and harder than steel hair shaking his groove thing as he entered the ring and goose stepped to the middle where a microphone was somehow pulled out of his tighter than skin jacket.-
"Nowz listenz herez, youz leetle ratz. Thiz herez jeem iz Grimey tear-a-tories. Toooo-nightz main event, Beeg Jimz iz gettins' hiz rematch from Rhooapz for the Kingz of de' Death Mawch tittle. Buttz beforez dat' happenz, we've got ah-selves a major problemz....It seemz deathz is contagious aroundz here..."
-The Butcher-tron lit up as Grimey was cut off from his thought provoking speech as the image of two blow up dolls sitting between Jerry Nate's face were seen, bobbing around in the air beside him as he did voices."
"Oooh! Jerry! Please make love to us two, real, beautiful ladies."
-The Shotgun Kid looked down at something he had written over his palm as his plastic lady friends jiggled with their always in shock faces. Jerry read on as it seemed he was having trouble making out his own handwriting.-
"I can't. For the present time I am much too busy entertaining my fans who..I..I gen..generally care about."
"But Jerry! We want to swallow your sperm!"
"I said NO! Now get out of here, before I gently escort you real ladies off the premises. UMF!"
-The two blow up dolls went flying across the room as Jerry turned back to the camera with that shit eating grin beaming down on the Pink Pimp.-
"Ya' lost ya' marbellz, Jurry. Ya' gone toooo farz' diz time..."
"You can't even prove I blasted Jag in the chest and sent him flying off the roof!...I mean, what are you accusing me of? It doesn't matter! There's not a court in the land that'll convict me of finally doing what the justice system couldn't!"
-The Pink Pimp looked up to the Butcher-tron, his seemingly penciled in mustache twitched around with his nose as Jerry made faces at him.-
"Youdz normawlys be rightz, Jurry, buttz da' court of Grimey C. Whiskey seez differeztly."
"Oh yeah, because Judge Grimey sounds like a show everyone would watch."
"Shutz ya' pie holez. Too-nightz, youz iz gettingz ya' spankingz, Jurry. Too-nightz youz iz goingz onez on twoz againztz Syn!" "I beat him already. Didn't I beat him?" "Shutz ya' mouff! Buttz that'z not allz. In da' intrezt of fairnezz, yourz zecondz opponent shallz be VLADZ! Eliminationz rulez..."
-The crowd exploded at the news, for now they knew their hard earned 12.50 worth in blood, sweat and Syn's evacuated bowels.-
"Nowz, how doez thatz zitz which cha'!?"
-Jerry looked on with a stoned over face as music filtered in from the back ground almost magically.-
"Listen here, and listen good, you stroked out street trash! I am the Shotgun Kid! While that oversized, poor excuse for a child's party magician may have had a good dream, a world without gods, I envision one without monsters like you and him! So you go ahead and place me up against all the "bad men" you can throw at me. I'll whip their asses harder than the LAPD beat down Rodney King! No one outclasses, outperforms, out satisfies the masses like I do! And tonight I'll prove it against that Romanian Bastard and your lap dog! You add whatever other stipulation you damn well please, nothing's going to stop me on the warpath! Lives have been ruined during your rule, and I plan on destroying the Haves who caused pain to the overwhelming number of the Have nots! Because I am the lap dance getting, girlfriend stealing, pussy gaping, Satisfying all night long, JERRY NATE! And I don't take male prisoners, I make your little sister's into ones! So, do as you please, Grimey, but be afraid. Change is coming!......*HUFF HUFF*...and now a word from our gracious sponsors."
-Grimey watched in shock as Jerry rambled, waiting to get one more rebuttal into the argument before the commercial break.-
"Noez, youz ju-"
"Do you suffer from hemorrhoids? Well relief is finally in sight!"
-EOT-
"Everyone, we'd like to welcome you here tonight to Decimation #9! Tonight, we have another loaded card with a main event that the people have been asking for-"
"That's right, Jimmy. But first, we have a special guest coming to the ring to address the entire EVPW universe!"
"That's the dumbest term for a fan base I have ever heard of. It's like we're trying to damn hard to make everyone like us and make the marks feel special."
-The house lights all turned a bright pimp as the GM of Decimation came and boogied his way out onto the stage. Grimey C. Whiskey jook and jived his way down to the ring, his platform shoes and harder than steel hair shaking his groove thing as he entered the ring and goose stepped to the middle where a microphone was somehow pulled out of his tighter than skin jacket.-
"Nowz listenz herez, youz leetle ratz. Thiz herez jeem iz Grimey tear-a-tories. Toooo-nightz main event, Beeg Jimz iz gettins' hiz rematch from Rhooapz for the Kingz of de' Death Mawch tittle. Buttz beforez dat' happenz, we've got ah-selves a major problemz....It seemz deathz is contagious aroundz here..."
-The Butcher-tron lit up as Grimey was cut off from his thought provoking speech as the image of two blow up dolls sitting between Jerry Nate's face were seen, bobbing around in the air beside him as he did voices."
"Oooh! Jerry! Please make love to us two, real, beautiful ladies."
-The Shotgun Kid looked down at something he had written over his palm as his plastic lady friends jiggled with their always in shock faces. Jerry read on as it seemed he was having trouble making out his own handwriting.-
"I can't. For the present time I am much too busy entertaining my fans who..I..I gen..generally care about."
"But Jerry! We want to swallow your sperm!"
"I said NO! Now get out of here, before I gently escort you real ladies off the premises. UMF!"
-The two blow up dolls went flying across the room as Jerry turned back to the camera with that shit eating grin beaming down on the Pink Pimp.-
"Ya' lost ya' marbellz, Jurry. Ya' gone toooo farz' diz time..."
"You can't even prove I blasted Jag in the chest and sent him flying off the roof!...I mean, what are you accusing me of? It doesn't matter! There's not a court in the land that'll convict me of finally doing what the justice system couldn't!"
-The Pink Pimp looked up to the Butcher-tron, his seemingly penciled in mustache twitched around with his nose as Jerry made faces at him.-
"Youdz normawlys be rightz, Jurry, buttz da' court of Grimey C. Whiskey seez differeztly."
"Oh yeah, because Judge Grimey sounds like a show everyone would watch."
"Shutz ya' pie holez. Too-nightz, youz iz gettingz ya' spankingz, Jurry. Too-nightz youz iz goingz onez on twoz againztz Syn!" "I beat him already. Didn't I beat him?" "Shutz ya' mouff! Buttz that'z not allz. In da' intrezt of fairnezz, yourz zecondz opponent shallz be VLADZ! Eliminationz rulez..."
-The crowd exploded at the news, for now they knew their hard earned 12.50 worth in blood, sweat and Syn's evacuated bowels.-
"Nowz, how doez thatz zitz which cha'!?"
-Jerry looked on with a stoned over face as music filtered in from the back ground almost magically.-
"Listen here, and listen good, you stroked out street trash! I am the Shotgun Kid! While that oversized, poor excuse for a child's party magician may have had a good dream, a world without gods, I envision one without monsters like you and him! So you go ahead and place me up against all the "bad men" you can throw at me. I'll whip their asses harder than the LAPD beat down Rodney King! No one outclasses, outperforms, out satisfies the masses like I do! And tonight I'll prove it against that Romanian Bastard and your lap dog! You add whatever other stipulation you damn well please, nothing's going to stop me on the warpath! Lives have been ruined during your rule, and I plan on destroying the Haves who caused pain to the overwhelming number of the Have nots! Because I am the lap dance getting, girlfriend stealing, pussy gaping, Satisfying all night long, JERRY NATE! And I don't take male prisoners, I make your little sister's into ones! So, do as you please, Grimey, but be afraid. Change is coming!......*HUFF HUFF*...and now a word from our gracious sponsors."
-Grimey watched in shock as Jerry rambled, waiting to get one more rebuttal into the argument before the commercial break.-
"Noez, youz ju-"
"Do you suffer from hemorrhoids? Well relief is finally in sight!"
-EOT-
