Post by Ticker on Apr 17, 2007 16:11:39 GMT -5
The scene opens in the XVI locker room, it is painted a light shade of Grey and there are sets of lockers spread around the outside of the room, there are dun bells scattered all around the locker room.Ticker is pacing around the room looking slightly frustrated. He looks like something is bugging him. he keeps tensing his muscle as he picks up the pace quicker and quicker he stares then Carry's on walking. he stops walking and leans on his locker.he turns around with a smile on his face he begins to speak.
Ticker looks at the dun bells picks up the heavyset one weighing 20kg each. then begins to pump the iron. his muscles tensing harder and harder as he keeps on going. Ticker has a smug smile on his face and begins to talk again
Ticker slams the weights down with anger making a loud bang on the floor echoing through the whole of the dressing room. he stands up and looks down the camera. he begins to speak with a
pissed off voice
Ticker pushes the camera out of his locker room and slams the door with anger and all you can hear behind the door and walls is the clanging of the weights being lifted up and down up and down as the scene fades to black
Ticker
Ha-ha, I have herd a lot of rubbish being spoke about me but the answer is the worst I have ever heard but now it will all end now. A person called the answer asking me if I have any questions well heres one. Who are you? You come in this XVI getting all the fans on your side ha ha. You say some thing along the words off tick tock the time is running for ticker ha ha you make me laugh so much.
Ha-ha, I have herd a lot of rubbish being spoke about me but the answer is the worst I have ever heard but now it will all end now. A person called the answer asking me if I have any questions well heres one. Who are you? You come in this XVI getting all the fans on your side ha ha. You say some thing along the words off tick tock the time is running for ticker ha ha you make me laugh so much.
Ticker looks at the dun bells picks up the heavyset one weighing 20kg each. then begins to pump the iron. his muscles tensing harder and harder as he keeps on going. Ticker has a smug smile on his face and begins to talk again
Ticker
You go talking about your homie as you call him. Well seriously I couldn't give a crap about him I'm facing you not him. the only thing I have got on my mind is planting the styles clash on you getting that 1..2..3. you say you don't no anything about me well will give you a piece of advice don't even bother coming down the ramp fool.
You go talking about your homie as you call him. Well seriously I couldn't give a crap about him I'm facing you not him. the only thing I have got on my mind is planting the styles clash on you getting that 1..2..3. you say you don't no anything about me well will give you a piece of advice don't even bother coming down the ramp fool.
Ticker slams the weights down with anger making a loud bang on the floor echoing through the whole of the dressing room. he stands up and looks down the camera. he begins to speak with a
pissed off voice
Ticker
I see this match a chance to move up the rankings. My first match in the XVI and it will get my chances up to reach my goal as becoming the champ. I have one more thing for you...
I see this match a chance to move up the rankings. My first match in the XVI and it will get my chances up to reach my goal as becoming the champ. I have one more thing for you...
[glow=red,2,300]YOU CAN'T TOUCH THIS![/glow]
Ticker pushes the camera out of his locker room and slams the door with anger and all you can hear behind the door and walls is the clanging of the weights being lifted up and down up and down as the scene fades to black
