Post by Hyperelf on Jul 10, 2009 1:40:51 GMT -4
Jimmy Pate: Welcome back ladies and Gentlemen. We just had a hell of a fight between the returning Rhaps and the woman who thinks she is all that, Kahlan. Now it is only right but to continue on to our next match of the evening. The Psycho Kid versus Hyper Elf. What do you think about this Ray?
Ray White: What do I think? I'll tell you one thing, it's not going to be hot. Who wants the Psycho Kid's body allover Hyper's sexiness? It's just not right? He did it once last time, why does he have to do it again?
Jimmy Pate: eh.. well.. Don't worry about that. Those two can go at it all they want, I'm not concerned about that. What I'm concerned about is WHERE they are fighting. A Farm. A farm? Who fights in a farm?
Ray White: Which is why they are fighting there. I'll give both of them this. These two men will fight anywhere and everywhere. Who else would fight in such a crazy match type as this?
Jimmy Pate: You have a great point there Ray. I guess we just have to sit back and watch.
The camera turns away from the two commentators and focuses on the big Butcher-Tron. From a black screen it changes to your basic farm. It was a nice warm sunny day with the sun heading toward the horizon. Not a single cloud was visible in the sky. The camera pans the environment. A white farm house with a white picket fence. The farmer was casually sitting in his overalls, and an old dog laying nearby. The barn wasn't too far away. Made out of wood and painted red. A few horses and cows were inside chewing away on haystacks. A Pig pen was connected to the barn with a couple dozen pigs and a few piglets. Moving further into the farm was the vegetable fields of corn, pumpkin, etc. Cows were in the field next door mooing away and sleeping standing up.
Jimmy Pate: Well, at least it looks peaceful.
Ray White: For now...
From over a hill near the horizon in the cow pastures slowly rose a figure on a tall white horse. Trotting along toward the camera in a dramatic type fashion. As the shadow fades away and the sun brightens up our picture, we finally realize the energetic one was riding the stallion tall and proud. A cowboy hat covers the top of his head as he chews away on a string of wheat. Dressed in a button-up denim shirt, and torn up jeans. He pulls back on the reigns to give him a moments pause to take in the fresh air and the environment before trying to look for his opponent.
tbc
Ray White: What do I think? I'll tell you one thing, it's not going to be hot. Who wants the Psycho Kid's body allover Hyper's sexiness? It's just not right? He did it once last time, why does he have to do it again?
Jimmy Pate: eh.. well.. Don't worry about that. Those two can go at it all they want, I'm not concerned about that. What I'm concerned about is WHERE they are fighting. A Farm. A farm? Who fights in a farm?
Ray White: Which is why they are fighting there. I'll give both of them this. These two men will fight anywhere and everywhere. Who else would fight in such a crazy match type as this?
Jimmy Pate: You have a great point there Ray. I guess we just have to sit back and watch.
The camera turns away from the two commentators and focuses on the big Butcher-Tron. From a black screen it changes to your basic farm. It was a nice warm sunny day with the sun heading toward the horizon. Not a single cloud was visible in the sky. The camera pans the environment. A white farm house with a white picket fence. The farmer was casually sitting in his overalls, and an old dog laying nearby. The barn wasn't too far away. Made out of wood and painted red. A few horses and cows were inside chewing away on haystacks. A Pig pen was connected to the barn with a couple dozen pigs and a few piglets. Moving further into the farm was the vegetable fields of corn, pumpkin, etc. Cows were in the field next door mooing away and sleeping standing up.
Jimmy Pate: Well, at least it looks peaceful.
Ray White: For now...
From over a hill near the horizon in the cow pastures slowly rose a figure on a tall white horse. Trotting along toward the camera in a dramatic type fashion. As the shadow fades away and the sun brightens up our picture, we finally realize the energetic one was riding the stallion tall and proud. A cowboy hat covers the top of his head as he chews away on a string of wheat. Dressed in a button-up denim shirt, and torn up jeans. He pulls back on the reigns to give him a moments pause to take in the fresh air and the environment before trying to look for his opponent.
tbc
