Post by The Crimson Ghost! on Feb 5, 2009 17:12:00 GMT -5
(You see Komosube sitting in a metal folding chair backstage, dressed in his workout gear-black shirt, black pants with the white stripe on each leg, and towel draped over his shoulders-, with Roxy Malone on his right, and the translator dressed in his plain black suit on his left, hands behind his back. Komosube grabs Roxy's hand holding the mike, and speaks into the camera.)
Komosube(through translator): Allright, acne-riddled Americans, I'm going to keep this short. Our supposed partner Dylan James decided to show the world his cowardice and run off, but that doesn't matter-you hear me?! I hear about these Nazi-imposter jerks, and I think-big deal?! A german wannabe tough guy and some stupid clown wishing he was Mr. Deathmatch versus the GREATEST TEAM IN THE HISTORY OF GIW, GLOBAL DOMINATION?!Piece of fucking cake! Myself and Savage-san are going to make sure you stay in the gutter where the rest of you shitheads belong, and make you regret that you ever picked a fight with the Brutal Enigma! You fuck your wife yet, picked out your suit-size yet?! Go do it, because this Saturday you're dead! You're fucking dead!!! GET OUT OF MY FACE, GANGLY HUSSY!!
(getting up, he shoves Roxy off camera, who yelps and obviously books it out of the locker room, before Komosube turns his back and begins lifting two massive weights, before the camera fades to the Global Domination logo, and Parabola by Tool begins, before it goes back to your regular program.)
OOC: Nothing but filler. But it's still fun watching Komosube jaw away at Roxy. I think I'll do that again sometime.
Komosube(through translator): Allright, acne-riddled Americans, I'm going to keep this short. Our supposed partner Dylan James decided to show the world his cowardice and run off, but that doesn't matter-you hear me?! I hear about these Nazi-imposter jerks, and I think-big deal?! A german wannabe tough guy and some stupid clown wishing he was Mr. Deathmatch versus the GREATEST TEAM IN THE HISTORY OF GIW, GLOBAL DOMINATION?!Piece of fucking cake! Myself and Savage-san are going to make sure you stay in the gutter where the rest of you shitheads belong, and make you regret that you ever picked a fight with the Brutal Enigma! You fuck your wife yet, picked out your suit-size yet?! Go do it, because this Saturday you're dead! You're fucking dead!!! GET OUT OF MY FACE, GANGLY HUSSY!!
(getting up, he shoves Roxy off camera, who yelps and obviously books it out of the locker room, before Komosube turns his back and begins lifting two massive weights, before the camera fades to the Global Domination logo, and Parabola by Tool begins, before it goes back to your regular program.)
OOC: Nothing but filler. But it's still fun watching Komosube jaw away at Roxy. I think I'll do that again sometime.
