Post by Jordan "Bullet Proof" Glass on Mar 27, 2007 14:52:36 GMT -5
| Run your mouth, let things flow .. |
Your screen comes to life with flashes of light and bursts of sound inside the XVI arena. The crowd is ecstatic with the amazing show that has been brought forward to them thus far, jumping up and down, screaming. People took photographs with their cameras, and others held up signs, encouraging their favorite wrestler.
Suddenly, the XVItron goes snowy, as if it were it a television with no reception. The static filled the arena through the PA system. The youngest of the fans covered their ears from the sound.
Across the screen scrolled ..
[glow=white,2,300]The "Bullet Proof" One[/glow]
.. and the crowd jumped back to their feet, screaming with more enthusiasm then ever before. They knew who those words referred to, and they knew he was never going to disappoint them. He didn't lose at Side Effect along side Jake Xavier against The Meds and he wasn't going to lose at A Fool's Revenge against Prozac.
The screen went black again, and remained that way for a minute or two. The crowd was confused. They wondered where Jordan "Bullet Proof" Glass was. They figured he would have made a spectacular entrance by now, but no. He hadn't. Just as they were becoming impatient, the screen changed to a clip of the match from Side Effect. The crowd remained silent, watching the giant screen attentively.
---
Ritalin manages to hit an Enziguri on Jake who lets go of Ritalin and falls to the floor, Ritalin then leaps towards Prozac and makes the tag, Prozac storms into the ring and Jake is back up but is met by a clothesline from Prozac.
David ~ Prozac is in the ring now.
Ed ~ You can bet he wants Jordan in right now.
Prozac lifts up Jake and hits a spinout powerbomb. Prozac then taunts Jordan who jumps in the ring and the two men begin to brawl.
David ~ A preview for the pay per view right here.
Jake is back up and starts hitting Prozac from behind, Ritalin jumps in and charges Jake and begins to fight with him. The ref tries to get control but none of the men are listening.
David ~ We have a fight!
The ref tries again and still they don’t listen and he calls for the bell.
---
The crowd is confused. There is a murmuring going around the arena. They are wondering why Jordan Glass has showed them this clip. He knows they've already seen it, as they all watched Side Effect. Confusion overtakes the arena.
At that moment the XVItron fades into a new scene. It's the backstage area, and infront of the camera is the head interviewer of XVI, Tonya Brown. She is wearing a yellow strapless belly shirt, which showcased her amazing figure. The short-shorts that she sported showcased her legs equally well.
Towering over her to her left is Jordan "Bullet Proof" Glass, looking into the camera blankly. He is wearing his trademark black trenchcoat that dangled around his shins, which were covered with his usual black jeans. On his feet were his black Reeboks and his shirt was a white muscle tee. Tonya has a huge smile on her face.
Tonya ~ Hello XVI fans. I'm here with Jordan Glass.
She turns to Jordan, and he smiles at her, but not at the camera.
Jordan ~ Hello Tonya.
Tonya ~ Hello Jordan. I have a few questions for you, if that's okay.
Jordan shrugs.
Jordan ~ Why not? I'm here, aren't I?
Tonya laughs, but Jordan doesn't. She looks down to her cue-cards which she has held in her right hand.
Tonya ~ Okay. Now Jordan .. last week on Side Effect you were in a match with Jake Xavier against Prozac and Ritalin, but it didn't end the way you hoped it would, did it?
Jordan smiles, brushing his black hair back out of his grey eyes. He crosses his arms accross his ample chest, and begins to speak as Tonya puts the microphone to his lips.
Jordan ~ No, Tonya, it didn't. It ended in a draw. I guess it's kind of my own fault. I let Prozac get to me. If I had stayed out of the ring, Jake and I would have been the victors. But hey, every man has his limits, and mine were met at Side Effect. Prozac got under my skin. If I could, I would have made the wiser choice, which would have been to wait for Jake to tag me in, but that's in the past. Now it's time to focus on the future.
Tonya nods contently, looking back down toward her cuecards. As she does this, her blonde hair glides gracefully off her shoulder and down her arm. Jordan notices, but says nothing. He just smiles gleefully.
Tonya ~ Okay .. where are we ? ..
Jordan chuckles, but then mutes his amusement as Tonya begins to blush.
Tonya ~ Here we go.
She looks back up to Jordan's masculine face.
Tonya ~ So, last week --
She is cut off by a raised hand from Jordan.
Jordan ~ I SAID .. the past is gone. It is time to focus on the future .. isn't there any questions on those cards about the pay per view match?
Tonya sifts through the cards, dropping a few and stuffing a few into her pockets. She smiles when she comes to a pink one. She looks up to Jordan again.
Tonya ~ This should do. Okay .. have you planned anything out for the pay per view that could guarantee you the win. If so, is there anything you could think of that Prozac could do to stop it?
Jordan laughed a little, then smiled. He looked into Tonya's deep blue eyes and began to speak.
Jordan ~ I have a little .. insurance policy, if you will, in the works. I'm HOPING all will be in place by the time Sunday rolls around. If all does work out in the order in which I predict it will, there is no way Prozac can stop me .. unless he wishes to commit murder. That is one tactic I doubt he will resort to. He'd have to murder me, and me two accomplices .. I don't think he'd kill one of us, let alone three.
Jordan, still smiling, notices the look of confusion on Tonya's face.
Jordan ~ What's wrong, my dear ?
Tonya ~ I don't know .. you said three, right?
Jordan laughs and puts his hand on Tonya's bare shoulder.
Jordan ~ Yes I did, my dear. So what seems to be the problem with that?
Tonya ~ But .. we all know Jake Xavier is one .. but what about the other? Is there someone else you plan to bring into this fued to guarantee yourself victory?
Jordan takes his hand off Tonya's shoulder and looks deep into her blue eyes once again. This time, his face is one of the most utmost seriousness.
Jordan ~ THAT, love, is none of your concern. Keep your nose out of other people's business lady. I've got to go.
Jordan storms off camera, leaving Tonya there alone. The crowd is once again left to wonder. They murmur and whisper amongst themselves once again.
| .. but don't let it slip, because their ears will eat it. |
Your screen comes to life with flashes of light and bursts of sound inside the XVI arena. The crowd is ecstatic with the amazing show that has been brought forward to them thus far, jumping up and down, screaming. People took photographs with their cameras, and others held up signs, encouraging their favorite wrestler.
Suddenly, the XVItron goes snowy, as if it were it a television with no reception. The static filled the arena through the PA system. The youngest of the fans covered their ears from the sound.
Across the screen scrolled ..
[glow=white,2,300]The "Bullet Proof" One[/glow]
.. and the crowd jumped back to their feet, screaming with more enthusiasm then ever before. They knew who those words referred to, and they knew he was never going to disappoint them. He didn't lose at Side Effect along side Jake Xavier against The Meds and he wasn't going to lose at A Fool's Revenge against Prozac.
The screen went black again, and remained that way for a minute or two. The crowd was confused. They wondered where Jordan "Bullet Proof" Glass was. They figured he would have made a spectacular entrance by now, but no. He hadn't. Just as they were becoming impatient, the screen changed to a clip of the match from Side Effect. The crowd remained silent, watching the giant screen attentively.
---
Ritalin manages to hit an Enziguri on Jake who lets go of Ritalin and falls to the floor, Ritalin then leaps towards Prozac and makes the tag, Prozac storms into the ring and Jake is back up but is met by a clothesline from Prozac.
David ~ Prozac is in the ring now.
Ed ~ You can bet he wants Jordan in right now.
Prozac lifts up Jake and hits a spinout powerbomb. Prozac then taunts Jordan who jumps in the ring and the two men begin to brawl.
David ~ A preview for the pay per view right here.
Jake is back up and starts hitting Prozac from behind, Ritalin jumps in and charges Jake and begins to fight with him. The ref tries to get control but none of the men are listening.
David ~ We have a fight!
The ref tries again and still they don’t listen and he calls for the bell.
---
The crowd is confused. There is a murmuring going around the arena. They are wondering why Jordan Glass has showed them this clip. He knows they've already seen it, as they all watched Side Effect. Confusion overtakes the arena.
At that moment the XVItron fades into a new scene. It's the backstage area, and infront of the camera is the head interviewer of XVI, Tonya Brown. She is wearing a yellow strapless belly shirt, which showcased her amazing figure. The short-shorts that she sported showcased her legs equally well.
Towering over her to her left is Jordan "Bullet Proof" Glass, looking into the camera blankly. He is wearing his trademark black trenchcoat that dangled around his shins, which were covered with his usual black jeans. On his feet were his black Reeboks and his shirt was a white muscle tee. Tonya has a huge smile on her face.
Tonya ~ Hello XVI fans. I'm here with Jordan Glass.
She turns to Jordan, and he smiles at her, but not at the camera.
Jordan ~ Hello Tonya.
Tonya ~ Hello Jordan. I have a few questions for you, if that's okay.
Jordan shrugs.
Jordan ~ Why not? I'm here, aren't I?
Tonya laughs, but Jordan doesn't. She looks down to her cue-cards which she has held in her right hand.
Tonya ~ Okay. Now Jordan .. last week on Side Effect you were in a match with Jake Xavier against Prozac and Ritalin, but it didn't end the way you hoped it would, did it?
Jordan smiles, brushing his black hair back out of his grey eyes. He crosses his arms accross his ample chest, and begins to speak as Tonya puts the microphone to his lips.
Jordan ~ No, Tonya, it didn't. It ended in a draw. I guess it's kind of my own fault. I let Prozac get to me. If I had stayed out of the ring, Jake and I would have been the victors. But hey, every man has his limits, and mine were met at Side Effect. Prozac got under my skin. If I could, I would have made the wiser choice, which would have been to wait for Jake to tag me in, but that's in the past. Now it's time to focus on the future.
Tonya nods contently, looking back down toward her cuecards. As she does this, her blonde hair glides gracefully off her shoulder and down her arm. Jordan notices, but says nothing. He just smiles gleefully.
Tonya ~ Okay .. where are we ? ..
Jordan chuckles, but then mutes his amusement as Tonya begins to blush.
Tonya ~ Here we go.
She looks back up to Jordan's masculine face.
Tonya ~ So, last week --
She is cut off by a raised hand from Jordan.
Jordan ~ I SAID .. the past is gone. It is time to focus on the future .. isn't there any questions on those cards about the pay per view match?
Tonya sifts through the cards, dropping a few and stuffing a few into her pockets. She smiles when she comes to a pink one. She looks up to Jordan again.
Tonya ~ This should do. Okay .. have you planned anything out for the pay per view that could guarantee you the win. If so, is there anything you could think of that Prozac could do to stop it?
Jordan laughed a little, then smiled. He looked into Tonya's deep blue eyes and began to speak.
Jordan ~ I have a little .. insurance policy, if you will, in the works. I'm HOPING all will be in place by the time Sunday rolls around. If all does work out in the order in which I predict it will, there is no way Prozac can stop me .. unless he wishes to commit murder. That is one tactic I doubt he will resort to. He'd have to murder me, and me two accomplices .. I don't think he'd kill one of us, let alone three.
Jordan, still smiling, notices the look of confusion on Tonya's face.
Jordan ~ What's wrong, my dear ?
Tonya ~ I don't know .. you said three, right?
Jordan laughs and puts his hand on Tonya's bare shoulder.
Jordan ~ Yes I did, my dear. So what seems to be the problem with that?
Tonya ~ But .. we all know Jake Xavier is one .. but what about the other? Is there someone else you plan to bring into this fued to guarantee yourself victory?
Jordan takes his hand off Tonya's shoulder and looks deep into her blue eyes once again. This time, his face is one of the most utmost seriousness.
Jordan ~ THAT, love, is none of your concern. Keep your nose out of other people's business lady. I've got to go.
Jordan storms off camera, leaving Tonya there alone. The crowd is once again left to wonder. They murmur and whisper amongst themselves once again.
| .. but don't let it slip, because their ears will eat it. |
