Post by maximum on Mar 6, 2009 22:18:14 GMT -5
**After DoD**
"When the lights go up and the game is on
Are you ready for me? Cause I'm ready for you
When the bell rings out and the fight is on
Are you ready for me? Cause I'm ready for you!"
Trémo La'Crow bursts through the arena having the fans already booing being hinted by the P.A system. La'Crow paces down the set pathway into the middle of the entrance stage and looks about the arena. He holds the G.H.W microphone in his right hand, slightly below his crimson red leather jacket of which sways irrepressibly around his torso. The crowd give their loudest anthem of boos, jeers and taunts seemingly much to the delight of La'Crow wearing the smirk framed up on his face sending chills on irritation down the fans spines. La'Crow starts to strut down the ramp, the multicolored lights by the sides setting a solidly black, gloomy shadow. La'Crow continues to walk until the brash figure instantly comes to a halt meeting the aluminum steel steps. He takes quick steps ascending and finally gathers himself up to the top of the ring apron. He briefly paces across the apron before inserting himself through the ropes and into the ring. La'Crow comes to a complete vertical base and outstretches his hands. An ear deafening golden burst of pyro subsides from the entrance stage. La'Crow, still holding the mic in hand wanders off over to the South-Eastern turnbuckle post. He climbs to the middle rope and extend his hands once more. He shifts his weight to his back, swiftly flipping him backwards onto his feet. He staggers calmly to the middle of the ring and frames up the sadistic grin once more. He slowly moves the mic closer to his mouth not long before the music fades out.
"I'm not afraid of loving my enemies
Turning the other cheek
Blessing those that would curse me
I honestly want peace with you
But when you come against my country
When you come against my family
You try to destroy my people
I can't just stand by
There's no way that I can stand by
This time, I will not stand by
I am coming, and if I come, then pain is coming with me
I'm coming, and pain will be with me"[/color]
::Malibu::
And here's Trémo La'Crow with what looks like some rare Mic Talk! How long has been since he's yapped over there.[/i]
::Hank::
Yes Malibu, what he lacks for in words, he makes up in pure wrestling.
::La'Crow::
Hey. I think you've known me pretty long now. How longs it been, a few months? Anyway I've been thinking in the back for a couple of days after that match from Dawn Of Destruction and just couldn't help but pull over my eyes and check out that Ultra-Violent Tag match. I mean lots of superstars were great out of there but after seeing Johnny Abs, I thought back to Salvation. That faithful day a couple of months back got me thinking... thinking about Abs. Yeah, for once I actually didn't talk about myself! Odd huh?
La'Crow licks his lips and looks to his left side of the arena. He starts to nod politely with his eyes briefly coming down. He opens them once more and continues talking.[/i][/color]
::La'Crow::
No I wasn't thinking about his vitality, his... mentally well-being, his health. No, I was thinking back to what a match I had even though I was sick. I was thinking if I could do battle with him once more, this time with my all. It would be a match to see and give a good feel. Wouldn't it?
The crowd boo and jeer loudly before The Heart N' Soul continues.
::La'Crow::
Well What the hell do you know, you boo everyone now a days. Anyway if we could get a word form the man himself, would be rocking. Now get your ass out here, we can brawl, we can fight, hell we can take it to the bar if your in. Just let me beat the crap out of you and leave me broken and bloodied! This lust isn't tamed, this lust to fight. This urge to send pain. Oh what the hell am I saying just get the hell down here!
La'Crow throws the mic to the ground loudly. A static noise briefly sounds over the screen before the microphone powers up and La'Crow slides his jacket down to the ground. He kicks it over to ringside, the first time showing disregard for any of his belongings. He starts to shout loudly and the crowd starts to mildly buzz amongst themselves. Trémo waits eagerly...[/i][/color]
TBC by Abs ONLY
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