Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Oct 13, 2008 16:03:49 GMT -5
Closing Segment: "But He Cannot See" (Credit: ??)
So, that was it. Show over, time to get to the car lot first and beat the traffic… It was a good idea until the lights cut out. Everyone stops what they're doing and looks around. A countdown appears on the AlphaTron.
10...
9...
8...
7...
6...
5...
4...
3...
2...
1...
0.
A stream of lightning flashes down from the rafters and hits the stage. Everything goes silent. The arena lights turn back on as if nothing had happened. A familiar buzzer goes off.
*KLAXON*
But he cannot see...
Yes he cannot see
He's 'Blind!'
Almost as if on cue with the final word, a legend returns to the ring to a huge eruption from the fans. Rattlesnake stands on the stage in his street clothes. He looks about the same since he was last seen, except about 15 pounds lighter and seemingly rested. He walks down to the ring with a grin on his face. He knew at that moment that he was home. No matter what else happened. He was home.
Rattlesnake climbs into the ring and looks around. The warm reception from the fans gets louder and louder. Just as he's about to speak, the fans begin to chant "Rat-tle-snake! Rat-tle-snake!"
It was a chant he hadn't heard in quite some time. It was a good sound. One he truly missed. He felt fourtunate to hear it once more. But that wasn't on his mind at this point. He had something else he wanted to get off his chest.
He holds his hand high and the fans respond by going to absolute silence.
Rattlesnake: Now that's what I hoped I would hear when I walked out here.
The fans immediately respond with cheers again.
Rattlesnake: I know...
The fans quiet down.
Rattlesnake: I know that I've been gone for a couple of months. I was dealing with some personal issues and I still am. I was watching Meltdown, like I usually do, and I couldn't help but see someone taking pride on my departure. He claimed that I wouldn't show my face here. He even went on to threaten someone that they'd end up like me.
Rattlesnake turns toward the entrance ramp.
Rattlesnake: Well let me tell you something Train. You can go around claiming how the people you've beaten are either gone from ACW or they aren't the same anymore. You seem so adamant on your claim that you appear to be a career killer. But I'm out here to tell you one thing and only one thing. I'm the Vision of Greatness. I'm the Revolutionary. I've stood toe to toe with the best ACW has had to offer and I've walked away knowing that I have the support of those who appreciate my talent. If you want to continue to claim that you put me out of ACW, then by all means do it. But know this...no matter how many times you make that claim now, since I'm standing in this ring, we all know how full of shit you truly are.
Rattlesnake points at all of the fans in attendance.
Rattlesnake: Each and every single one of these people here knows how full of shit you are. Everyone watching at home knows that too. And you know something? I'm willing to bet that there are quite a few people out there that want to see a Train get derailed. Since you've supposedly changed a nice list of people, why don't you make good on your claim against me and walk that fat ass of yours down the ramp and into this ring. I'll make it easy for you too.
Rattlesnake makes a gesture to someone outside of the ring and they hand him a box.
Rattlesnake: I've got donuts. There's some bear claws. I see an eclair. There's cream-filled donuts, cake donuts, cinnamon rolls, donuts with sprinkles, donut holes, croissants, english muffins, blueberry muffins, pancakes, french toast and any other thing that you can fit into that trap you call a mouth. Now if that doesn't bring you out here, I don't know what will.
Rattlesnake sets the box down in the ring. He pulls out a chocolate cake donut and takes a bite of it.
Rattlesnake: Ooh, that's fresh.
"Gourmet Race Metal Mix" blares over the arena. The boos are heard as Thunder Train emerges from behind the curtain. He is not pleased with what he sees in the ring and walks down to confront Rattlesnake. He takes his time and when he gets to the ring, stares at Snake for a good 10 seconds. He then walks up the steps and enters the ring.
Rattlesnake: I see you finally waddled down here. You made some big claims on Thursday. But seeing as how I'm standing right here, it's all bogus.
Thunder Train: You...shouldn't be here right now....I...ended you. The so called "Legacy" of Rattlesnake is dead. You just said that I "claimed" to be the career killer. Its not just a nickname Snake, its truth. You wanted me to come out here and end you? Well here I am...I will.
Rattlesnake: I would advise you to watch yourself right now.
Thunder Train: You should watch yourself. Wait a second... There we go. You should watch yourself. You don't want to embarrass yourself out here. Just say a few words about how you are retiring and you will never see Rattlesnake in an ACW ring again because Train killed him. Tell everyone how you are just another notch on my belt of dead careers. Do it Snake...COME ON!
The comment agitates Rattlesnake enough to the point where he gets in Train's face.
Rattlesnake: Oh really? I could drop this mic and then drop you in a split second if I wanted to.
Thunder Train: HAHA!! Don't make me laugh Snake. That’s probably the biggest bluff I have heard in a while. You couldn't and you wouldn't do it.
Rattlesnake: Oh it's not a bluff. I could do it. In fact, I think I'm going to right now.
Before Rattlesnake can make good on his threat, security runs in and separates the two from beating the hell out of each other. The guards push Rattlesnake out of the ring and escort him up the ramp. He looks at Train and lets him know that this is far from over….
But this edition of Warfare is complete, and with it the ACW landscape is shifting, in an appropriately serpentine manner…
Fade to Black.
End of Show.
OOC: Segment credits go to Train and Rattlesnake.
So, that was it. Show over, time to get to the car lot first and beat the traffic… It was a good idea until the lights cut out. Everyone stops what they're doing and looks around. A countdown appears on the AlphaTron.
10...
9...
8...
7...
6...
5...
4...
3...
2...
1...
0.
A stream of lightning flashes down from the rafters and hits the stage. Everything goes silent. The arena lights turn back on as if nothing had happened. A familiar buzzer goes off.
*KLAXON*
But he cannot see...
Yes he cannot see
He's 'Blind!'
Almost as if on cue with the final word, a legend returns to the ring to a huge eruption from the fans. Rattlesnake stands on the stage in his street clothes. He looks about the same since he was last seen, except about 15 pounds lighter and seemingly rested. He walks down to the ring with a grin on his face. He knew at that moment that he was home. No matter what else happened. He was home.
Rattlesnake climbs into the ring and looks around. The warm reception from the fans gets louder and louder. Just as he's about to speak, the fans begin to chant "Rat-tle-snake! Rat-tle-snake!"
It was a chant he hadn't heard in quite some time. It was a good sound. One he truly missed. He felt fourtunate to hear it once more. But that wasn't on his mind at this point. He had something else he wanted to get off his chest.
He holds his hand high and the fans respond by going to absolute silence.
Rattlesnake: Now that's what I hoped I would hear when I walked out here.
The fans immediately respond with cheers again.
Rattlesnake: I know...
The fans quiet down.
Rattlesnake: I know that I've been gone for a couple of months. I was dealing with some personal issues and I still am. I was watching Meltdown, like I usually do, and I couldn't help but see someone taking pride on my departure. He claimed that I wouldn't show my face here. He even went on to threaten someone that they'd end up like me.
Rattlesnake turns toward the entrance ramp.
Rattlesnake: Well let me tell you something Train. You can go around claiming how the people you've beaten are either gone from ACW or they aren't the same anymore. You seem so adamant on your claim that you appear to be a career killer. But I'm out here to tell you one thing and only one thing. I'm the Vision of Greatness. I'm the Revolutionary. I've stood toe to toe with the best ACW has had to offer and I've walked away knowing that I have the support of those who appreciate my talent. If you want to continue to claim that you put me out of ACW, then by all means do it. But know this...no matter how many times you make that claim now, since I'm standing in this ring, we all know how full of shit you truly are.
Rattlesnake points at all of the fans in attendance.
Rattlesnake: Each and every single one of these people here knows how full of shit you are. Everyone watching at home knows that too. And you know something? I'm willing to bet that there are quite a few people out there that want to see a Train get derailed. Since you've supposedly changed a nice list of people, why don't you make good on your claim against me and walk that fat ass of yours down the ramp and into this ring. I'll make it easy for you too.
Rattlesnake makes a gesture to someone outside of the ring and they hand him a box.
Rattlesnake: I've got donuts. There's some bear claws. I see an eclair. There's cream-filled donuts, cake donuts, cinnamon rolls, donuts with sprinkles, donut holes, croissants, english muffins, blueberry muffins, pancakes, french toast and any other thing that you can fit into that trap you call a mouth. Now if that doesn't bring you out here, I don't know what will.
Rattlesnake sets the box down in the ring. He pulls out a chocolate cake donut and takes a bite of it.
Rattlesnake: Ooh, that's fresh.
"Gourmet Race Metal Mix" blares over the arena. The boos are heard as Thunder Train emerges from behind the curtain. He is not pleased with what he sees in the ring and walks down to confront Rattlesnake. He takes his time and when he gets to the ring, stares at Snake for a good 10 seconds. He then walks up the steps and enters the ring.
Rattlesnake: I see you finally waddled down here. You made some big claims on Thursday. But seeing as how I'm standing right here, it's all bogus.
Thunder Train: You...shouldn't be here right now....I...ended you. The so called "Legacy" of Rattlesnake is dead. You just said that I "claimed" to be the career killer. Its not just a nickname Snake, its truth. You wanted me to come out here and end you? Well here I am...I will.
Rattlesnake: I would advise you to watch yourself right now.
Thunder Train: You should watch yourself. Wait a second... There we go. You should watch yourself. You don't want to embarrass yourself out here. Just say a few words about how you are retiring and you will never see Rattlesnake in an ACW ring again because Train killed him. Tell everyone how you are just another notch on my belt of dead careers. Do it Snake...COME ON!
The comment agitates Rattlesnake enough to the point where he gets in Train's face.
Rattlesnake: Oh really? I could drop this mic and then drop you in a split second if I wanted to.
Thunder Train: HAHA!! Don't make me laugh Snake. That’s probably the biggest bluff I have heard in a while. You couldn't and you wouldn't do it.
Rattlesnake: Oh it's not a bluff. I could do it. In fact, I think I'm going to right now.
Before Rattlesnake can make good on his threat, security runs in and separates the two from beating the hell out of each other. The guards push Rattlesnake out of the ring and escort him up the ramp. He looks at Train and lets him know that this is far from over….
But this edition of Warfare is complete, and with it the ACW landscape is shifting, in an appropriately serpentine manner…
Fade to Black.
End of Show.
OOC: Segment credits go to Train and Rattlesnake.
