Post by T-Robosaurus Rex on Jul 22, 2009 19:01:07 GMT -5
[Our scene opens to the familiar sight of ‘The Blessed One’, his face taking up our entire line of vision, brow furrowed, eyebrows arched above his Aviator glasses. His mouth seems to be having trouble forming words, every few seconds his lips part, on the verge of forming a sentence, but each time at the last moment his lips close up once more.
Next we see the ‘The Significant Player’, both hands spread across his face as he slowly drags his fingers down his features, his eyes wide as though he is witnessing something unfathomable. Declan Prescott makes no attempts to speak, he merely sits eyes locked ahead of him]
‘FRAAAKEN YULJT, FROOPAR, JOLENKA’
[With the shrieks of excitement our vision takes on a wider range, and we see ‘The Revolutions’ surroundings. Both members are sat upon a sofa which is covered in cat fur, both men’s expressions have yet to change, but our understanding of the scenario is enlightened somewhat, as for the first time we see both men are wearing paper party crowns. ‘The Heart and Soul of GIW’s pink crown sits on his head, perfectly level on his skull, whereas ‘The TWiSTeD Guerrilla’s green party accessory sits lopsided upon his obviously uncombed hair.]
Munt – ‘Yar! Eet eez so good zat vee could all be here vor Joka’s birthday! Go House!’
[The steroid addled right arm of Boss Penguins right hand man thrusts into the air in celebration, and we notice that all the housemates have gathered in the main living area. Crazy Cat Lady is a constantly shifting mass of fur and flashes of teeth, but through the mass of feline activity, as McZygmunt Cubed displays his enthusiasm, the striped end of a red and white Noisemaker comes shooting out from within.]
‘PAAAAAARP’
Munt – ‘Ya CCL! That iz ze spirit!’
[‘The Revolution’ exchange dumbfounded looks at one another as Claire, the university student, stumbles in front of them, obviously as drunk as Killswitch’s guidance counsellor]
Claire – ‘Woooooooh! Ha...Ha...Happy Birshday peado clown....Wooooh...Hey Declan...Bowchickawowwow....Partaaaaaay!!!...*retches*’
[As Claire finishes her highly stereotypical, and arguably creatively vacant, display, her eyes widen as she realises she has thrown up in her own mouth, and as she quickly spins around to head to the bathroom, she, gracelessly, falls to the floor, swiftly, and as her skull crashes against the grimy carpet she spits the vomit across the shoes of both members of ‘The Revolution’, as Joka springs to his feet from an armchair he had been disinterestedly slumped in.]
Joka – ‘Drunken little girlies...puking in their curlies...this damn well makes me hearty....the Joka is ready to PAAAARTAAAAAY! RIIIIBET!’
[The nations favourite paedophile clown (Posters, Pyjama’s and Nightlights now available from GIW.com) starts to rise from his seat, before Munt calmly lays both shovel like hands on his shoulders, and forces him back down into the seat.]
Munt – ‘Girl is not your gift Joka...Now you promised me you vould behive...so if you touch her...I vill put you in zee box again...’
[Joka’s eyes dart from side to side, then he looks Munt directly in the eyes, it is possible for a split second the Jerking Jester considered struggling, but for once in his deranged, immoralistic existence he makes a smart decision, and just settles back in his seat...]
Joka – ‘For now you have tempered the storm that brews beneath the surface of the Comic of the Cosmos...but mark my words...MOOOOOOOO....Your Polish derriere, is marked for japery...WOOOOOF!....Presents...Presents....PRESENTS!!!!!!!!’
[Munt releases his grip on Joka, who starts to bounce up and down on his chair excitededly, whilst smacking his left hand against his head, and tearing at his crown and ehar, as he thrusts his right hand down the front of his pants.]
Munt – ‘Yes...YES! Presents...Declahn, Trarvis, you are very quiet...you give your gifts...’
[‘The Revolution’ look at one another uncertainly, and wordlessly hand their packages to Munt who hands them one at a time to Joka]
Munt – ‘Thart is Declahns...’
[Joka rips through the wrapping paper as you would imagine him ripping through your clothing in your deepest nightmares, complete with drool. Once revealed he holds up a DVD with a familiar face on it.]
Joka – ‘’The Dragon’ Alex Kiseragi’s Greatest Promo’s...COCKADOODLEDOOOOOO...Ninja style Declan, ninja style!’
[The clown sweeps off of the chair, and heads directly for the TV, he turns it on after repeatedly slamming his fingers around the screen aimlessly, he then places the DVD into the player. The view is obscured by the back of his head, after a few moments, he turns to face ‘The Significant Player’, with a look of disappointment and confusion, he then says, possibly predictably...]
Joka – ‘But...there’s nothing on it....’
[Travis and Declan look at one another and laugh at a joke most people were probably expecting around 70 words ago. Despite the fact it is merely a recycled punch line ‘The Revolution’ nearly fall off the sofa trying to restrain their fit of giggles. Joka cocks his head, licks his lips, and then shrugs his shoulders]
Joka – No matter....I can find a use for it....ooooh it has a hole....’
[He then tosses the disc to one side and then leans over to his chair, grabbing Travis’ present, and tearing it open. He pulls from within the crumpled paper, a piece of string threaded through around 30 beer bottle caps...he raises it up to his eye line and lets it unfurl in front of him. His eyes narrow, and he looks across at Travis Roberts, who merely beams at him. Joka looks back at the gift, and his eyes suddenly widen]
Joka – ‘A protection amulet from the age of the great Aztec tribe of the sun...a greater gift I have never received, nor laid eyes upon...it is time to make hay with the lobster and rejoice in the symposium of...THE PIGEONS!!!’
[Declan Prescott just raises his hands to his face once again, as Travis just smirks and starts to get to his feet as if ready to leave, but just as he does so Joka has one more announcement to make]
Joka – ‘Now it’s time for my birthday tradition...NAKED MONOPOLY!!!!’
[The scene, thank the gods, ends there, but our viewing does not as we are transported forward a few days, and we now sit within the confines of the apartment that Ezekiel Pax and Marek Daisuke share, and we once again see ‘The Blessed One’ in mid conversation with ‘The Red Eyed Wonder’, as Ezekiel apparently huffed, we join the conversation]
Zeke – ‘Like...yeah, dude...right on...that shit is so true. How do you know all this shit man?’
Travis – ‘Well. It’s quite simple. You see ‘The Headliner’ has always been more observant than your common place Nobel winning scientist, and ‘The Blessed One’ can recognise patterns in parts of reality that most people don’t even know exist....of course that’s a part of ‘The TWiSTeD Icon’ that GIW has yet to be exposed to...Travis Roberts is deeper than the average bear...’
Zeke – ‘Hee hee...Yogi’s friend....was called Boo Boo...Haa Haa...hee hee...’
Travis – ‘Yeah, that’s highly amusing...’
[Ezekiel doesn’t seem to sense the tone of T-Rob’s voice, and given the medium this event is being presented in, it’s fair to assume some members of our audience might need it spelling out for them. ‘The Red Eyed Wonder’ continues his giggling fit, as ‘The Blessed One’ sighs quietly to himself, before taking another drag on his Zeke rolled delicacy]
Travis – ‘So man...how’s the production line coming on?’
Zeke – ‘Huh?....Oh yeah....man we’ve got about 40 of the purest shit imaginable so far...how many ya need...’
Travis – ‘Just keep rolling...’The Headliner’ will notify you when an adequate number has been reached...if only ‘the Blessed One’ was not so humane...Travis Roberts could have bought and trained a monkey to do this in emergencies....’
Zeke – ‘Hee Hee...a true weed monkey...haa haa’
[Travis merely chooses to ignore Ezekiel’s latest fit of giggles and after partaking in yet another drag on his smoke, continues to speak]
Travis – ‘Yeah...you’re right dude...it’d just throw it’s faeces around, it’s an unworkable situation. At least with you, your house trained, and your conversational standard is marginally higher...and ya have some knowledge of the industry, the last Chimpanzee ‘The Blessed One’ witnessed step inside the ring actually thought a suicide angle was a winner...and who better than a fellow champion to roll The Unified Global Champion’s delicacies...although obviously ‘The Headliner’ would rather have The current Women’s Champion roll them between her caramel thighs...despite the fact half the roster has had a crack, Randy Boolzian hasn’t yet desecrated her body, so she’s currently just a filthy tease, she could probably hold ‘The Blessed One’s attention for a couple of hours...at a stretch a whole day....’
Zeke – ‘Can’t Declan roll?’
Travis – ‘Firstly, Declan Prescott is above being ‘The Headliners’ rolling primate, you got a lot to gain from getting time with ‘The Blessed One’, ‘The Significant Player’ doesn’t need to earn that right, don’t go mistaking our arrangement for a...relationship...Travis Roberts and yourself have things to offer one another, you can gleam much from ‘The Headliners’ experience, you can ride high in the business based just on association like so many others have, whilst ‘The TWiSTeD Guerrilla’ can make use of your working hands...for at one of his natural instincts...
[Travis stops speaking, and just stares into the middle distance for a little whole, deep in thought.]
[Travis breaks from his train of personal thought in the middle of Zeke’s latest sentence...]
Zeke – ‘...until that chump interfered...man who the hell do they think they are....cricifying Xavier....interfering in my match. They couldn’t keep Xavier down at Horizons...the legend of Mickey Dragon could stop Ezekiel Pax two weeks ago....so they decide to start interfering in my matches? Man if it wasn’t for Raenius, I’d have had Randy beat...’
Travis – ‘As the month of January has worn on, Randy Boolzian has continually highlighted the problems he currently faces. No offence Zeke, but a few months ago BoolZ wouldn’t have broken sweat in your match, but last week...he relied upon some freak that’s detached from reality to get him the win. Yet he’ll still cling to the fact he’s never been made to submit or been pinned, still hold tightly to the fact he was the longest reigning GIW champion, he’ll constantly remind us of beating DJS and winning Battleground....with each and every week he begins to sound a little bit more like his old buddy Chris Austin...
And just like at Horizons, that walking STI has proven, when it gets down to it, he just can’t finish the job. He fails in his attempt to get one over you, then he interferes in ‘The Headliners’ match against DJS...he tried to cost the already handicapped ‘Blessed One’ the match...but couldn’t even manage that, ‘The Highest Standard in GIW’, despite his shattered hand, despite the interference...still managed to get the job done. Seems to Travis Roberts the only thing that Randy Boolzian can follow through with is a Chilli Dog on some random harpy....’
Zeke – ‘Yeah man....Randy is looking desperate....man he attacks you, and you still walk out victorious the next week...ready and able to accept Marek’s challenge...I take it ya heard it...’
Travis – ‘Think carefully about this, do you really want to open that[/b] can of worms?’[/color]
Zeke – ‘Huh? What do you mean....’
Travis – ‘Travis Roberts hates to be the one that has to tell ya this, but that foreign freeloader is bringing holding you back. You’re only young so ‘The Blessed One’ can forgive the naivety on your part, but to every free thinking mammal it’s painfully clear to see, that Peace has far more potential than War.’
Zeke – ‘It’s far more attractive in any case...’
Travis – ‘’The Headliner’ was going to ask, have you had a hair cut or something? ‘The Blessed One’ can’t quite put his finger on it, but something is different . Regardless, Travis digresses; let’s move back to the point in hand, ‘The Human Missile’.
Let’s just examine the manner and timing of your friend’s decision to call out ‘The Most Influential Icon in Sports Entertainment this Millennia’. It is quite clear this has nothing to do with Marek wishing to test himself against the very best, because he has waited until ‘The Headliner’ has been incapacitated to step up to the plate and act like a man...’
[Travis holds his right arm in the air, ensuring that Zeke makes the connection, just in case he’d forgotten exactly why it was Travis was visiting]
Travis – ‘Not that it makes a huge difference, all it means is Marek won’t feel the full extent of humiliation ‘The Blessed One’ could hand out, this time at least. But what possibly highlights your buddies incompetence more fully, is the exact timing of his announcement. Whilst the blood and bodily fluids which had covered the arena following the main event were starting to be cleaned up, whilst the bodies of those fallen were being bagged up for a trip to the incinerator , directly after one of the greatest and most memorable Main Events in Global Impact Wrestling’s history, it was this moment ‘The Human Kamikaze’, as opposed to the rabbit one, chose to make his announcement.
‘The Headliner’ is unsure as to why he chose this moment to do so, Travis Roberts has pondered the reasoning behind Marek’s logic. What on earth possessed him to deduce that after the death of Killswitch, the fans would be interested in what some midcarder with the verbal aptitude of a cave man had to say? Ya see kid, your buddy has no idea how the business works, he’s a deadweight hanging around your neck...the sooner ya cut him free, the better....
But you don’t have to take ‘The Blessed Ones’ word for it, come Sentinel Travis Roberts is sure you’ll take a keen interest in the biggest night of Marek’s life, and then you will witness first hand just how unworthy of your friendship, and ‘The TWiSTeD Icons’ time he really is.’
[Zeke just looks at Travis and it is unclear how he has reacted to the words his new friend has uttered, he sits in silence and just continues to roll delicacies as Travis takes another inhalation on his current pre-rolled, and then speaks for one final time.]
Travis – ‘Get a move on with that kid, ‘The Blessed One’ has to see a man about some sinks very early tomorrow, and your lackadaisical approach is not gonna help ...’
Next we see the ‘The Significant Player’, both hands spread across his face as he slowly drags his fingers down his features, his eyes wide as though he is witnessing something unfathomable. Declan Prescott makes no attempts to speak, he merely sits eyes locked ahead of him]
‘FRAAAKEN YULJT, FROOPAR, JOLENKA’
[With the shrieks of excitement our vision takes on a wider range, and we see ‘The Revolutions’ surroundings. Both members are sat upon a sofa which is covered in cat fur, both men’s expressions have yet to change, but our understanding of the scenario is enlightened somewhat, as for the first time we see both men are wearing paper party crowns. ‘The Heart and Soul of GIW’s pink crown sits on his head, perfectly level on his skull, whereas ‘The TWiSTeD Guerrilla’s green party accessory sits lopsided upon his obviously uncombed hair.]
Munt – ‘Yar! Eet eez so good zat vee could all be here vor Joka’s birthday! Go House!’
[The steroid addled right arm of Boss Penguins right hand man thrusts into the air in celebration, and we notice that all the housemates have gathered in the main living area. Crazy Cat Lady is a constantly shifting mass of fur and flashes of teeth, but through the mass of feline activity, as McZygmunt Cubed displays his enthusiasm, the striped end of a red and white Noisemaker comes shooting out from within.]
‘PAAAAAARP’
Munt – ‘Ya CCL! That iz ze spirit!’
[‘The Revolution’ exchange dumbfounded looks at one another as Claire, the university student, stumbles in front of them, obviously as drunk as Killswitch’s guidance counsellor]
Claire – ‘Woooooooh! Ha...Ha...Happy Birshday peado clown....Wooooh...Hey Declan...Bowchickawowwow....Partaaaaaay!!!...*retches*’
[As Claire finishes her highly stereotypical, and arguably creatively vacant, display, her eyes widen as she realises she has thrown up in her own mouth, and as she quickly spins around to head to the bathroom, she, gracelessly, falls to the floor, swiftly, and as her skull crashes against the grimy carpet she spits the vomit across the shoes of both members of ‘The Revolution’, as Joka springs to his feet from an armchair he had been disinterestedly slumped in.]
Joka – ‘Drunken little girlies...puking in their curlies...this damn well makes me hearty....the Joka is ready to PAAAARTAAAAAY! RIIIIBET!’
[The nations favourite paedophile clown (Posters, Pyjama’s and Nightlights now available from GIW.com) starts to rise from his seat, before Munt calmly lays both shovel like hands on his shoulders, and forces him back down into the seat.]
Munt – ‘Girl is not your gift Joka...Now you promised me you vould behive...so if you touch her...I vill put you in zee box again...’
[Joka’s eyes dart from side to side, then he looks Munt directly in the eyes, it is possible for a split second the Jerking Jester considered struggling, but for once in his deranged, immoralistic existence he makes a smart decision, and just settles back in his seat...]
Joka – ‘For now you have tempered the storm that brews beneath the surface of the Comic of the Cosmos...but mark my words...MOOOOOOOO....Your Polish derriere, is marked for japery...WOOOOOF!....Presents...Presents....PRESENTS!!!!!!!!’
[Munt releases his grip on Joka, who starts to bounce up and down on his chair excitededly, whilst smacking his left hand against his head, and tearing at his crown and ehar, as he thrusts his right hand down the front of his pants.]
Munt – ‘Yes...YES! Presents...Declahn, Trarvis, you are very quiet...you give your gifts...’
[‘The Revolution’ look at one another uncertainly, and wordlessly hand their packages to Munt who hands them one at a time to Joka]
Munt – ‘Thart is Declahns...’
[Joka rips through the wrapping paper as you would imagine him ripping through your clothing in your deepest nightmares, complete with drool. Once revealed he holds up a DVD with a familiar face on it.]
Joka – ‘’The Dragon’ Alex Kiseragi’s Greatest Promo’s...COCKADOODLEDOOOOOO...Ninja style Declan, ninja style!’
[The clown sweeps off of the chair, and heads directly for the TV, he turns it on after repeatedly slamming his fingers around the screen aimlessly, he then places the DVD into the player. The view is obscured by the back of his head, after a few moments, he turns to face ‘The Significant Player’, with a look of disappointment and confusion, he then says, possibly predictably...]
Joka – ‘But...there’s nothing on it....’
[Travis and Declan look at one another and laugh at a joke most people were probably expecting around 70 words ago. Despite the fact it is merely a recycled punch line ‘The Revolution’ nearly fall off the sofa trying to restrain their fit of giggles. Joka cocks his head, licks his lips, and then shrugs his shoulders]
Joka – No matter....I can find a use for it....ooooh it has a hole....’
[He then tosses the disc to one side and then leans over to his chair, grabbing Travis’ present, and tearing it open. He pulls from within the crumpled paper, a piece of string threaded through around 30 beer bottle caps...he raises it up to his eye line and lets it unfurl in front of him. His eyes narrow, and he looks across at Travis Roberts, who merely beams at him. Joka looks back at the gift, and his eyes suddenly widen]
Joka – ‘A protection amulet from the age of the great Aztec tribe of the sun...a greater gift I have never received, nor laid eyes upon...it is time to make hay with the lobster and rejoice in the symposium of...THE PIGEONS!!!’
[Declan Prescott just raises his hands to his face once again, as Travis just smirks and starts to get to his feet as if ready to leave, but just as he does so Joka has one more announcement to make]
Joka – ‘Now it’s time for my birthday tradition...NAKED MONOPOLY!!!!’
[The scene, thank the gods, ends there, but our viewing does not as we are transported forward a few days, and we now sit within the confines of the apartment that Ezekiel Pax and Marek Daisuke share, and we once again see ‘The Blessed One’ in mid conversation with ‘The Red Eyed Wonder’, as Ezekiel apparently huffed, we join the conversation]
Zeke – ‘Like...yeah, dude...right on...that shit is so true. How do you know all this shit man?’
Travis – ‘Well. It’s quite simple. You see ‘The Headliner’ has always been more observant than your common place Nobel winning scientist, and ‘The Blessed One’ can recognise patterns in parts of reality that most people don’t even know exist....of course that’s a part of ‘The TWiSTeD Icon’ that GIW has yet to be exposed to...Travis Roberts is deeper than the average bear...’
Zeke – ‘Hee hee...Yogi’s friend....was called Boo Boo...Haa Haa...hee hee...’
Travis – ‘Yeah, that’s highly amusing...’
[Ezekiel doesn’t seem to sense the tone of T-Rob’s voice, and given the medium this event is being presented in, it’s fair to assume some members of our audience might need it spelling out for them. ‘The Red Eyed Wonder’ continues his giggling fit, as ‘The Blessed One’ sighs quietly to himself, before taking another drag on his Zeke rolled delicacy]
Travis – ‘So man...how’s the production line coming on?’
Zeke – ‘Huh?....Oh yeah....man we’ve got about 40 of the purest shit imaginable so far...how many ya need...’
Travis – ‘Just keep rolling...’The Headliner’ will notify you when an adequate number has been reached...if only ‘the Blessed One’ was not so humane...Travis Roberts could have bought and trained a monkey to do this in emergencies....’
Zeke – ‘Hee Hee...a true weed monkey...haa haa’
[Travis merely chooses to ignore Ezekiel’s latest fit of giggles and after partaking in yet another drag on his smoke, continues to speak]
Travis – ‘Yeah...you’re right dude...it’d just throw it’s faeces around, it’s an unworkable situation. At least with you, your house trained, and your conversational standard is marginally higher...and ya have some knowledge of the industry, the last Chimpanzee ‘The Blessed One’ witnessed step inside the ring actually thought a suicide angle was a winner...and who better than a fellow champion to roll The Unified Global Champion’s delicacies...although obviously ‘The Headliner’ would rather have The current Women’s Champion roll them between her caramel thighs...despite the fact half the roster has had a crack, Randy Boolzian hasn’t yet desecrated her body, so she’s currently just a filthy tease, she could probably hold ‘The Blessed One’s attention for a couple of hours...at a stretch a whole day....’
Zeke – ‘Can’t Declan roll?’
Travis – ‘Firstly, Declan Prescott is above being ‘The Headliners’ rolling primate, you got a lot to gain from getting time with ‘The Blessed One’, ‘The Significant Player’ doesn’t need to earn that right, don’t go mistaking our arrangement for a...relationship...Travis Roberts and yourself have things to offer one another, you can gleam much from ‘The Headliners’ experience, you can ride high in the business based just on association like so many others have, whilst ‘The TWiSTeD Guerrilla’ can make use of your working hands...for at one of his natural instincts...
[Travis stops speaking, and just stares into the middle distance for a little whole, deep in thought.]
’And as immature as this kid can be, Declan seems to need some time to himself. ‘The Headliner’ senses he’s not coping from being away from Cara well. And those conversations he has in his sleep...if it wasn’t for Joka’s residence, Travis would probably be worried being locked in the room. Hopefully ‘The Significant Player’ will come to ‘The Blessed One’ if something’s on his mind, but you never can tell with ‘The Heart and Soul of GIW’ he’s certainly an enigma...even to ‘The TWiSTeD High Commander’’
[/i][Travis breaks from his train of personal thought in the middle of Zeke’s latest sentence...]
Zeke – ‘...until that chump interfered...man who the hell do they think they are....cricifying Xavier....interfering in my match. They couldn’t keep Xavier down at Horizons...the legend of Mickey Dragon could stop Ezekiel Pax two weeks ago....so they decide to start interfering in my matches? Man if it wasn’t for Raenius, I’d have had Randy beat...’
Travis – ‘As the month of January has worn on, Randy Boolzian has continually highlighted the problems he currently faces. No offence Zeke, but a few months ago BoolZ wouldn’t have broken sweat in your match, but last week...he relied upon some freak that’s detached from reality to get him the win. Yet he’ll still cling to the fact he’s never been made to submit or been pinned, still hold tightly to the fact he was the longest reigning GIW champion, he’ll constantly remind us of beating DJS and winning Battleground....with each and every week he begins to sound a little bit more like his old buddy Chris Austin...
And just like at Horizons, that walking STI has proven, when it gets down to it, he just can’t finish the job. He fails in his attempt to get one over you, then he interferes in ‘The Headliners’ match against DJS...he tried to cost the already handicapped ‘Blessed One’ the match...but couldn’t even manage that, ‘The Highest Standard in GIW’, despite his shattered hand, despite the interference...still managed to get the job done. Seems to Travis Roberts the only thing that Randy Boolzian can follow through with is a Chilli Dog on some random harpy....’
Zeke – ‘Yeah man....Randy is looking desperate....man he attacks you, and you still walk out victorious the next week...ready and able to accept Marek’s challenge...I take it ya heard it...’
Travis – ‘Think carefully about this, do you really want to open that[/b] can of worms?’[/color]
Zeke – ‘Huh? What do you mean....’
Travis – ‘Travis Roberts hates to be the one that has to tell ya this, but that foreign freeloader is bringing holding you back. You’re only young so ‘The Blessed One’ can forgive the naivety on your part, but to every free thinking mammal it’s painfully clear to see, that Peace has far more potential than War.’
Zeke – ‘It’s far more attractive in any case...’
Travis – ‘’The Headliner’ was going to ask, have you had a hair cut or something? ‘The Blessed One’ can’t quite put his finger on it, but something is different . Regardless, Travis digresses; let’s move back to the point in hand, ‘The Human Missile’.
Let’s just examine the manner and timing of your friend’s decision to call out ‘The Most Influential Icon in Sports Entertainment this Millennia’. It is quite clear this has nothing to do with Marek wishing to test himself against the very best, because he has waited until ‘The Headliner’ has been incapacitated to step up to the plate and act like a man...’
[Travis holds his right arm in the air, ensuring that Zeke makes the connection, just in case he’d forgotten exactly why it was Travis was visiting]
Travis – ‘Not that it makes a huge difference, all it means is Marek won’t feel the full extent of humiliation ‘The Blessed One’ could hand out, this time at least. But what possibly highlights your buddies incompetence more fully, is the exact timing of his announcement. Whilst the blood and bodily fluids which had covered the arena following the main event were starting to be cleaned up, whilst the bodies of those fallen were being bagged up for a trip to the incinerator , directly after one of the greatest and most memorable Main Events in Global Impact Wrestling’s history, it was this moment ‘The Human Kamikaze’, as opposed to the rabbit one, chose to make his announcement.
‘The Headliner’ is unsure as to why he chose this moment to do so, Travis Roberts has pondered the reasoning behind Marek’s logic. What on earth possessed him to deduce that after the death of Killswitch, the fans would be interested in what some midcarder with the verbal aptitude of a cave man had to say? Ya see kid, your buddy has no idea how the business works, he’s a deadweight hanging around your neck...the sooner ya cut him free, the better....
But you don’t have to take ‘The Blessed Ones’ word for it, come Sentinel Travis Roberts is sure you’ll take a keen interest in the biggest night of Marek’s life, and then you will witness first hand just how unworthy of your friendship, and ‘The TWiSTeD Icons’ time he really is.’
[Zeke just looks at Travis and it is unclear how he has reacted to the words his new friend has uttered, he sits in silence and just continues to roll delicacies as Travis takes another inhalation on his current pre-rolled, and then speaks for one final time.]
Travis – ‘Get a move on with that kid, ‘The Blessed One’ has to see a man about some sinks very early tomorrow, and your lackadaisical approach is not gonna help ...’
