Post by harold the pretzel man on Mar 14, 2008 2:11:44 GMT -5
After Saton's little escapade with Black Death, Striker, and Gnarff, he is being escorted by security. As he is unceremoniously dumped into the parking lot and warned against returning to ringside. The doors lock behind Saton and he is apparently alone in Parking Lot. He walks down through the parking lot until he is approached by a smiling Harold the Pretzel Man.
Hey... How's it goin, BUDDY! LONG time NO SEE! How's the unemployed life treating you? Don't worry... I'm sure your little buddy RJ will be in the old unemployment line right behind you in just over a weeks time!
Saton freezes and starts looking very angry.
Hey dude, you brought it upon yourself! You remember how you pissed me off you dumb little prick? Yeah. The Wild Rockers knocked me out in a handicap match. Great. And that wasn't enough for you. You had to put me through a table! You paid for that mistake. And now RJ Wild is going to pay for it too, because he doesn't know when to cut his losses. I guess that's what a guy gets when they align themselves with a pile of human excrement like you!
Saton is at the boiling point, veins are beginning to swell in his forehead like an old man with a bad blood pressure condition.
Well, now that I know I have your attention... a little proposal. You want another shot at me, right? And I feel completely unsatisfied after Dawn of Destruction. Especially since your sorry little ass is still in her shooting your little mouth off. If, by some chance, you are reinstated, I want your first match. But with this stipulation. When I beat you, you must submit to being tied down and caned until the stick is rendered useless!*
(OOC: Refer to Sandman / Dreamer's Singapore Cane Match, ECW Wrestlepalooza '94
TBCB Saton ONLY)
Hey... How's it goin, BUDDY! LONG time NO SEE! How's the unemployed life treating you? Don't worry... I'm sure your little buddy RJ will be in the old unemployment line right behind you in just over a weeks time!
Saton freezes and starts looking very angry.
Hey dude, you brought it upon yourself! You remember how you pissed me off you dumb little prick? Yeah. The Wild Rockers knocked me out in a handicap match. Great. And that wasn't enough for you. You had to put me through a table! You paid for that mistake. And now RJ Wild is going to pay for it too, because he doesn't know when to cut his losses. I guess that's what a guy gets when they align themselves with a pile of human excrement like you!
Saton is at the boiling point, veins are beginning to swell in his forehead like an old man with a bad blood pressure condition.
Well, now that I know I have your attention... a little proposal. You want another shot at me, right? And I feel completely unsatisfied after Dawn of Destruction. Especially since your sorry little ass is still in her shooting your little mouth off. If, by some chance, you are reinstated, I want your first match. But with this stipulation. When I beat you, you must submit to being tied down and caned until the stick is rendered useless!*
(OOC: Refer to Sandman / Dreamer's Singapore Cane Match, ECW Wrestlepalooza '94
TBCB Saton ONLY)