Post by sethsinn on Feb 5, 2006 17:45:51 GMT -5
The cameras come to life as you find yourself standing in the middle of a dance club. A bar sits in front of you, a bar tender behind it, cleaning some glasses with a white rag. You hear music playing in the background, but it's not your typical club music. What is it you ask? It is an older song by the band Drowning Pool. Tear away echoes throughout the entire place. No one is there, just you and the bartender. As you look at the wooden dance floor under your feet and the flashing lights hovering overhead, you begin to wonder what the fuck is truly going on. Confused, you look back at the bar to the bartender. He looks in your direction and gives a crooked little smile, pointing to a catwalk up ahead. You look up and see a man walking across it, the cold, hard steel echoing with every footstep he takes. Seth is wearing some long, black track suit pants with two red stripes down both sides, a black tank top, and his hair is wet down, as well as his goatee. He puts both hands on the railing and looks down.
“Ok, so I have been absent from the airwaves the past few days. Not my typical style, but I’m here now and that’s all that matters. In just a few days, at Mass Destruction, four teams are going to go at it head to head, toe to toe, tooth to tooth. Blood will be spilt, sweat drained, and tears poured. The blood will be of the animals we put down, the sweat of the champions we beat, and the tears of the boring bitches that have no chance at winning these tag team championships. The Champions have yet to speak, the infested animals have yet to speak, but it seems that the team of S.I.N. has decided to make their appearance felt and their views known. And it seems like it’s going to be the same old shit as last time. But hell, I can’t blame them. How else are they supposed to act when they know that their chances of winning are slim to none? But really guys, it’s nice to know you named your team after me. You want to be like Sinn? First you got to be it, and you guys are nowhere close.”
Seth walks along the steel catwalk, his footsteps still echoing as he walks over to a machine. He clicks a button and the music cuts off. He hits another and a large TV screen behind the bar comes to life and you see last week’s show. What part do you happen to see? Chocolate raining down from the heavens, followed by feathers on top of his teams head…..
“Wow Byrd, I got chocolate covering me. Actually, pretty impressive considering you spawn from a mother who gets bent over a table eight times a day and a father who’s been named drag queen of the century with a degree in ‘oral’ dentistry. Actually, I’m giving you too much credit. The whole chocolate thing is plain fucking stupid. You think your going to hurt me with chocolate? Hurt my pride or some stupid shit like that? You must be out of your fucking mind kid! Maybe your aunt Susie hit you a little to hart when she was on the rag or something. Because covering people in chocolate, wearing a rip off piece of shit suit, and acting like you’re a badass doesn’t impress anyone around here.”
Seth stops and thinks for a second as he runs his hands through his hair. Seth hits another couple of buttons and Byrd appears on screen at his last press conference. We catch him talking to the fans…..
Byrd on Tape- “There is no such thing as a dumb question, but there is such a thing as a stupid question.”
Seth hits the button again, and it pauses…..
“I’m seriously left dumbfounded here Byrd. The last time I checked, stupid and dumb meant the same thing. I thought that was just common fucking sense, but then again look who I’m talking to. Do you happen to know what an antonym is? Or how about this one Byrd. Do you know what Unbesiegbar happens to mean? It’s German for Invincible. Fit’s our team pretty well, does it not? Byrd, it doesn’t matter what you want to do. You may want to walk out of Mass Destruction with the tag title around your waist, but the only thing you’re going to be carrying out is your pride that you had to scrape up off the canvas. You may want to win this one REAL bad, but the only thing that’s real is the truth that Lantlas and I are going to be walking out as the champions. Look on the bright side though, maybe they will give you that fake one back for your efforts. Then you can spit, piss, shit, and bitch about it all you want. I’ll be sure to tune into your next press conference, just so I can see you make an ass out of yourself once again.”
“And then there is Tony Brass. Tell me Tony, how did it feel to lose your first match back? Tell me another thing, how is it going to feel when you lose this match? It’s going to be destructive, considering you want these tag title really bad. But the thing is, so does Lantlas and I. What do you think you’re going to do to us? Lantlas out-powers you, I out-power Byrd, and both our teams out-power the tag champs and the infested animals. I will go out and say that this match will be between our teams, because our teams are the only ones in this match that have some talent. You and Byrd have a future in this business, but you are going to have to get in line between Lantlas and I. The way things are going, it’s going to be us as the tag champs, and not you. I can answer your question right now Brass, Unbesiegbar is the better team here. Lantlas is a future World Champion in this business, as well as I. You think that something is going to happen in the span of a few days? I don’t think so, but people can dream. And that’s all you have, is dreams that will never come true. You have dreams that are about to be crushed along the Elven Path and in the deep pits of Sinn Nature. Get used to it, because it’s going to be happening for a long, long time…..”
“Ok, so I have been absent from the airwaves the past few days. Not my typical style, but I’m here now and that’s all that matters. In just a few days, at Mass Destruction, four teams are going to go at it head to head, toe to toe, tooth to tooth. Blood will be spilt, sweat drained, and tears poured. The blood will be of the animals we put down, the sweat of the champions we beat, and the tears of the boring bitches that have no chance at winning these tag team championships. The Champions have yet to speak, the infested animals have yet to speak, but it seems that the team of S.I.N. has decided to make their appearance felt and their views known. And it seems like it’s going to be the same old shit as last time. But hell, I can’t blame them. How else are they supposed to act when they know that their chances of winning are slim to none? But really guys, it’s nice to know you named your team after me. You want to be like Sinn? First you got to be it, and you guys are nowhere close.”
Seth walks along the steel catwalk, his footsteps still echoing as he walks over to a machine. He clicks a button and the music cuts off. He hits another and a large TV screen behind the bar comes to life and you see last week’s show. What part do you happen to see? Chocolate raining down from the heavens, followed by feathers on top of his teams head…..
“Wow Byrd, I got chocolate covering me. Actually, pretty impressive considering you spawn from a mother who gets bent over a table eight times a day and a father who’s been named drag queen of the century with a degree in ‘oral’ dentistry. Actually, I’m giving you too much credit. The whole chocolate thing is plain fucking stupid. You think your going to hurt me with chocolate? Hurt my pride or some stupid shit like that? You must be out of your fucking mind kid! Maybe your aunt Susie hit you a little to hart when she was on the rag or something. Because covering people in chocolate, wearing a rip off piece of shit suit, and acting like you’re a badass doesn’t impress anyone around here.”
Seth stops and thinks for a second as he runs his hands through his hair. Seth hits another couple of buttons and Byrd appears on screen at his last press conference. We catch him talking to the fans…..
Byrd on Tape- “There is no such thing as a dumb question, but there is such a thing as a stupid question.”
Seth hits the button again, and it pauses…..
“I’m seriously left dumbfounded here Byrd. The last time I checked, stupid and dumb meant the same thing. I thought that was just common fucking sense, but then again look who I’m talking to. Do you happen to know what an antonym is? Or how about this one Byrd. Do you know what Unbesiegbar happens to mean? It’s German for Invincible. Fit’s our team pretty well, does it not? Byrd, it doesn’t matter what you want to do. You may want to walk out of Mass Destruction with the tag title around your waist, but the only thing you’re going to be carrying out is your pride that you had to scrape up off the canvas. You may want to win this one REAL bad, but the only thing that’s real is the truth that Lantlas and I are going to be walking out as the champions. Look on the bright side though, maybe they will give you that fake one back for your efforts. Then you can spit, piss, shit, and bitch about it all you want. I’ll be sure to tune into your next press conference, just so I can see you make an ass out of yourself once again.”
“And then there is Tony Brass. Tell me Tony, how did it feel to lose your first match back? Tell me another thing, how is it going to feel when you lose this match? It’s going to be destructive, considering you want these tag title really bad. But the thing is, so does Lantlas and I. What do you think you’re going to do to us? Lantlas out-powers you, I out-power Byrd, and both our teams out-power the tag champs and the infested animals. I will go out and say that this match will be between our teams, because our teams are the only ones in this match that have some talent. You and Byrd have a future in this business, but you are going to have to get in line between Lantlas and I. The way things are going, it’s going to be us as the tag champs, and not you. I can answer your question right now Brass, Unbesiegbar is the better team here. Lantlas is a future World Champion in this business, as well as I. You think that something is going to happen in the span of a few days? I don’t think so, but people can dream. And that’s all you have, is dreams that will never come true. You have dreams that are about to be crushed along the Elven Path and in the deep pits of Sinn Nature. Get used to it, because it’s going to be happening for a long, long time…..”