Post by Santiago DeTouwce on Jan 3, 2002 9:00:10 GMT -6
El G is walking through GZW HQ in his usual attire of faded jeans, vest, biker boots and leather jacket. For once, his hair isn't plaited, and it flows behind him as he strides (think Kaiser Sauce [is that how it's spelt] walking away from his burning house). He walks past Will and a cameraman, and pushes them both out of the way. Will hesitates for a moment, but then chases after him!
Will:
"Ew Gambit?"
El G spins around, and glares at Will.
El G:
"What you want, debilucho?"
Will:
"I was woderwing if you'd wike to to an interview with me?"
;D El G:
"You're one brave hombre stopping El Gambit and asking that. I tell you what, I'll do your interview just this once... but make it quick!"
Will gestures to the cameraman, who rushes up and sets up. He counts Will in.
;D Will:
"I'm Wiww, one hawf of the Twavesty Team. With me today is Ew Gambit, the cuwwent GZW Tewevision and winght-heavyweight champion! Ew Gambit, you defend your Tewevision Titwe on Sunday Night Storm this week. You'll be defending to one of the Peacekeppers, Gideon. What are your thoughts?"
8) El G:
"Well to me, a debilucho is a debilucho. However, this particular debilucho is a preachy debilucho, and I hate preachy debiluchos! I don't like goodie goodies, and Gideon is the epitomy of goodie goodie... which is why he never wins a match! And guess what, it's not gonna be any different on Domingo Noches Tormenta! I will go into the match with two titles, and leave with two titles. El doble campeon will win because I have all the tools to do so, El Peacekeeper will go in with a tool missing! The tool that all the other patetico debilucho peacekeepers haven't got: the ability to win by any means necessary!"
Will:
"Gideon is an ex-HKWF Champion, do you not feel that even if he chooses not to use the more 'illegal' side of wrestling skill, he has it and knows how to defend against it?"
El G:
"That's the point I'm making, tonto! Gideon used to be somebody! He used to be extreme! He used to be HKWF! Note idiotas, USED to be! He is a shadow of who he once was, whereas I, el doble campeon, am the hardcore, light-heavyweight phenomenon I always was. Hey Gideon! You're going down, debilucho!"
Will:
"Interwesting comments! I wook forward to your match! But awso this week, you may have noticed Desecwator has openwy diswespected your titwe weign. Do you have an answer to his accusations?"
El G:
"That debilucho just got himself taken out by el doble campeon! You think that the Light-heavyweight title should be yours, and that it's your division? Well, who has the title debilucho? Who has slowly but surely taken out every single debilucho in the division? El doble campeon, that's who! You may live in the past, quoting a victory that is months gone, but right now, you are looking at el hombre! You think I'm scared Desecrator? More like I can't be bothered with an insect like you! Some day, I might feel like kicking your debilucho ass, but right now I have more important things to do! Prove yourself worthy of the honour of being beaten by El Gambit, Desecrator and maybe the booking comittee might let you get your wish of going down to Gibraltar's greatest wrestler!"
Will:
"And finawwy, do you twuly bewieve yourself invincibwe? Do you think that the the Wight-heavyweight division twuwy is your division?"
El G's eyes sparkle nastily, and he looms over Will.
;D El G:
"How much do you weigh Will?"
Will:
"Um... about 160lbs."
El G:
"So you're a light-heavyweight..."
El G boots Will, and grabs him in a reverse DDT position. From there, he lifts him up and drops him to the carpeted floor with a Rock of Gibraltar DDT! He gets up and boots the half-conscious Will.
El G:
"Anyone else want to challenge El Gambit, el doble campeon's authority? Anyone else think that the light-heavyweight division isn't MY division? Every single mierda debilucho who thinks they can take on el doble campeon, line up and you'll all look like THIS!"
El G boots Will one more time, and storms off. The scene fades with in image of Will grounded, holding his head, and wailing in pain.
Will:"Ew Gambit?"
El G spins around, and glares at Will.
El G:"What you want, debilucho?"
Will:"I was woderwing if you'd wike to to an interview with me?"
;D El G:
"You're one brave hombre stopping El Gambit and asking that. I tell you what, I'll do your interview just this once... but make it quick!"
Will gestures to the cameraman, who rushes up and sets up. He counts Will in.
;D Will:
"I'm Wiww, one hawf of the Twavesty Team. With me today is Ew Gambit, the cuwwent GZW Tewevision and winght-heavyweight champion! Ew Gambit, you defend your Tewevision Titwe on Sunday Night Storm this week. You'll be defending to one of the Peacekeppers, Gideon. What are your thoughts?"
8) El G:
"Well to me, a debilucho is a debilucho. However, this particular debilucho is a preachy debilucho, and I hate preachy debiluchos! I don't like goodie goodies, and Gideon is the epitomy of goodie goodie... which is why he never wins a match! And guess what, it's not gonna be any different on Domingo Noches Tormenta! I will go into the match with two titles, and leave with two titles. El doble campeon will win because I have all the tools to do so, El Peacekeeper will go in with a tool missing! The tool that all the other patetico debilucho peacekeepers haven't got: the ability to win by any means necessary!"
Will:"Gideon is an ex-HKWF Champion, do you not feel that even if he chooses not to use the more 'illegal' side of wrestling skill, he has it and knows how to defend against it?"
El G:"That's the point I'm making, tonto! Gideon used to be somebody! He used to be extreme! He used to be HKWF! Note idiotas, USED to be! He is a shadow of who he once was, whereas I, el doble campeon, am the hardcore, light-heavyweight phenomenon I always was. Hey Gideon! You're going down, debilucho!"
Will:"Interwesting comments! I wook forward to your match! But awso this week, you may have noticed Desecwator has openwy diswespected your titwe weign. Do you have an answer to his accusations?"
El G:"That debilucho just got himself taken out by el doble campeon! You think that the Light-heavyweight title should be yours, and that it's your division? Well, who has the title debilucho? Who has slowly but surely taken out every single debilucho in the division? El doble campeon, that's who! You may live in the past, quoting a victory that is months gone, but right now, you are looking at el hombre! You think I'm scared Desecrator? More like I can't be bothered with an insect like you! Some day, I might feel like kicking your debilucho ass, but right now I have more important things to do! Prove yourself worthy of the honour of being beaten by El Gambit, Desecrator and maybe the booking comittee might let you get your wish of going down to Gibraltar's greatest wrestler!"
Will:"And finawwy, do you twuly bewieve yourself invincibwe? Do you think that the the Wight-heavyweight division twuwy is your division?"
El G's eyes sparkle nastily, and he looms over Will.
;D El G:
"How much do you weigh Will?"
Will:"Um... about 160lbs."
El G:"So you're a light-heavyweight..."
El G boots Will, and grabs him in a reverse DDT position. From there, he lifts him up and drops him to the carpeted floor with a Rock of Gibraltar DDT! He gets up and boots the half-conscious Will.
El G:"Anyone else want to challenge El Gambit, el doble campeon's authority? Anyone else think that the light-heavyweight division isn't MY division? Every single mierda debilucho who thinks they can take on el doble campeon, line up and you'll all look like THIS!"
El G boots Will one more time, and storms off. The scene fades with in image of Will grounded, holding his head, and wailing in pain.
