Post by Ryan Hughes on Mar 28, 2009 16:56:18 GMT -5
TNT returns from a commercial break, and the camera, as usual pans the excited crowd. Some fans are seen racing each other in beer drinking contests, and some women notice themselves on the titantron, and start doing sexy poses. Tch…. Loners. The camera moves away from the women, and zooms in towards funny signs including “THERE HERE, THERE THERE, THERE EVERY f**k**g WHERE, EMPTY SEATS! EMPTY SEATS!”, before changing the feed to the announce team of Hank and Malibu.
-[MALIBU]-
Well, we have had our first match of the night, and we still have plenty ahead so-
Malibu is cut off by Chipmunk “Chip Diddy Chip” hitting the PA system. Chip Diddy walks out to some respectable applause. The small reception is not what he is used to, but he doesn’t care. He hasn’t made an impact on GHW, yet. Chip is wearing his street clothes, consisting of a black hoodie and normal jeans, and he is carrying his trusty crowbar (used to break in to many a car). Chip starts to walk down the ramp, swatting away some of the fans leaning over the guardrail to try and touch him.
-[LINDA]-
Ladies and Gentlemen, please welcome to Gods and Heretics Wrestling…….. CHIP DIDDY!!!!!
Chip climbs the steps into the ring, before motioning to Linda for a microphone. Linda gives Chip a mic, and he raises it to his lips, as the crowd calm down and stay quiet.
-[CHIP]-
How the heck are you bitches! Don’t answer, I don’t give a shit!
The crowd boo and start trying to throw empty drink cups in to the ring. Chip salutes them with his middle finger, angering the crowd even more. Slowly, the crowd becomes quiet again.
-[CHIP]-
Some of you may know me, some of you may not. For those of you who don’t know me…… I am a show stopper, I am a main eventer, I am a real sick mutha fucker. Hell, I’m fuckin’ Chip Diddy! I was unbeaten in England, on the indie circuits, but does that matter here? Hell no! This is Gods and Heretics Wrestling! The big leagues! I am not just a new guy; you should know that by now. Some of the Fighty fighty persons on the roster should know that by now, I can believe the shite that passes for wrestling these days, I mean there is an owner who loves his own blood, there is a guy who thinks he is a freaking comic book hero; Ryan Hughes, the bitch should be sectioned! I see that this place has… some… good Fighty fighty persons, I can face that. I mean the likes of Tremo La’Crow, Collin Fitzpatrick, and even the man himself Hawkeye. As for the rest of the roster, I could beat their sorry asses any day! So, I already have a match this week against three other guys, should be easy. But tonight, I am issuing an open challenge to anyone in the back; call it, my initiation in to the group of title worthy Fighty fighty persons. So, who’s gonna take on Chip Diddy?
Chip lowers the microphone, and turns to face the entrance, waiting for somebody to accept his challenge.
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TBC ANYONE
-[MALIBU]-
Well, we have had our first match of the night, and we still have plenty ahead so-
Malibu is cut off by Chipmunk “Chip Diddy Chip” hitting the PA system. Chip Diddy walks out to some respectable applause. The small reception is not what he is used to, but he doesn’t care. He hasn’t made an impact on GHW, yet. Chip is wearing his street clothes, consisting of a black hoodie and normal jeans, and he is carrying his trusty crowbar (used to break in to many a car). Chip starts to walk down the ramp, swatting away some of the fans leaning over the guardrail to try and touch him.
-[LINDA]-
Ladies and Gentlemen, please welcome to Gods and Heretics Wrestling…….. CHIP DIDDY!!!!!
Chip climbs the steps into the ring, before motioning to Linda for a microphone. Linda gives Chip a mic, and he raises it to his lips, as the crowd calm down and stay quiet.
-[CHIP]-
How the heck are you bitches! Don’t answer, I don’t give a shit!
The crowd boo and start trying to throw empty drink cups in to the ring. Chip salutes them with his middle finger, angering the crowd even more. Slowly, the crowd becomes quiet again.
-[CHIP]-
Some of you may know me, some of you may not. For those of you who don’t know me…… I am a show stopper, I am a main eventer, I am a real sick mutha fucker. Hell, I’m fuckin’ Chip Diddy! I was unbeaten in England, on the indie circuits, but does that matter here? Hell no! This is Gods and Heretics Wrestling! The big leagues! I am not just a new guy; you should know that by now. Some of the Fighty fighty persons on the roster should know that by now, I can believe the shite that passes for wrestling these days, I mean there is an owner who loves his own blood, there is a guy who thinks he is a freaking comic book hero; Ryan Hughes, the bitch should be sectioned! I see that this place has… some… good Fighty fighty persons, I can face that. I mean the likes of Tremo La’Crow, Collin Fitzpatrick, and even the man himself Hawkeye. As for the rest of the roster, I could beat their sorry asses any day! So, I already have a match this week against three other guys, should be easy. But tonight, I am issuing an open challenge to anyone in the back; call it, my initiation in to the group of title worthy Fighty fighty persons. So, who’s gonna take on Chip Diddy?
Chip lowers the microphone, and turns to face the entrance, waiting for somebody to accept his challenge.
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TBC ANYONE