Post by Santiago DeTouwce on Dec 27, 2001 9:58:58 GMT -6
The scene opens with El G speeding through the GZW multi story car park. He is followed by various security camera at various angles. Finally, he hits a skid stop, with an arc of steaming rubber burning off the back tyre as he looks directly towards the black and white camera shot above him. He pulls his left leg over the handlebars and sits side-saddle. The GZW TV title can be seen displayed around his waist. Other than that, he wears the usual faded jeans, biker boots and vest combo, with a brown leather jacket and no bike helmet (don't try this at home kids!).
;D El G:
"Hola GZW! I hope you all had a Feliz Navidad... actually I hope you had a mierda Navidad, you bunch of debiluchos! I'm here to say a few words about my 'amigo' Jake Mackinnon, and I know you debiluchos can see me on this security camera... so if this doesn't get on GZW TV, I know a security man who's teeth are gonna be coshed in!"
El G composes himself, and pulls a cosh out of his inside pocket, then looks up directly to the security camera.
El G:
"Jake, Jake, Jake... I can see your Christmas right now. You and your cochino* wife, your peligroso** debilucho kids, sat around the dinner table eating KFC 'cos your wife can't cook. Your whole family eating the Colonel's original recipe in silence and fear! Fear of your fate at Acceptable Risks! Fear of whether or not you'll be out of hospital for the next year after it. Fear of Gibraltar's greatest wrestler, the rock of gibraltar, the toughest hombre in GZW's maybe even HKWF's light-heavyweight division. ME, Jake Mackinnon! You fear the new year when El Gambit takes what's rightfully his from around your waist. You fear El Gambit becoming the GZW TV Champion AND Light-heavyweight champion! The inevitability is dawning upon you, and you winge and try to come up with novel ideas for promos but it doesn't alter the fact that, like you always have done to El Gambit, you're going down debilucho!"
El G starts smacking the cosh into his hand menacingly.
El G:
"You see Jake Mackinnon, El Gambit lives and breathes light-heavyweight division! Doesn't matter if it's GZW, HKWF, UJW or any other meaningless federation, El Gambit will take the division by storm and take the title like candy from a nino. Guess what Jake Mackinnon, you're that nino and the title belt is the candy that El Gambit wants! At acceptable risks, your debilucho backside will walk to the ring, and El Gambit will kick it, and kick it until you beg for mercy! Then, only then, will I put you out of your misery and take the pinfall to retain my TV title and take the light-heavyweight title that should be mine anyway!"
El G pulls the TV title from his waist and holds it up to the security camera with both hands for a moment.
El G:
"Look at this Jake Mackinnon. The GZW TV title, MY GZW TV title. I know you want it, but it is my double destiny to retian this belt and take the one around your waist too. My double destiny!"
El G lowers the belt, takes in a deep breathe, closes his eyes, and wallows in the image for a moment.
El G:
"And no-one Jake Mackinnon, especially a debilucho like you, can stop my destiny! YOU... ARE... GOING... DOWN... DEBILUCHO!"
El G lifts the belt high with his left hand, points to his chest with the right, and grits his teeth into a look of intensity. The scene abruptly cuts.
;D El G:
"Hola GZW! I hope you all had a Feliz Navidad... actually I hope you had a mierda Navidad, you bunch of debiluchos! I'm here to say a few words about my 'amigo' Jake Mackinnon, and I know you debiluchos can see me on this security camera... so if this doesn't get on GZW TV, I know a security man who's teeth are gonna be coshed in!"
El G composes himself, and pulls a cosh out of his inside pocket, then looks up directly to the security camera.
El G:"Jake, Jake, Jake... I can see your Christmas right now. You and your cochino* wife, your peligroso** debilucho kids, sat around the dinner table eating KFC 'cos your wife can't cook. Your whole family eating the Colonel's original recipe in silence and fear! Fear of your fate at Acceptable Risks! Fear of whether or not you'll be out of hospital for the next year after it. Fear of Gibraltar's greatest wrestler, the rock of gibraltar, the toughest hombre in GZW's maybe even HKWF's light-heavyweight division. ME, Jake Mackinnon! You fear the new year when El Gambit takes what's rightfully his from around your waist. You fear El Gambit becoming the GZW TV Champion AND Light-heavyweight champion! The inevitability is dawning upon you, and you winge and try to come up with novel ideas for promos but it doesn't alter the fact that, like you always have done to El Gambit, you're going down debilucho!"
El G starts smacking the cosh into his hand menacingly.
El G:"You see Jake Mackinnon, El Gambit lives and breathes light-heavyweight division! Doesn't matter if it's GZW, HKWF, UJW or any other meaningless federation, El Gambit will take the division by storm and take the title like candy from a nino. Guess what Jake Mackinnon, you're that nino and the title belt is the candy that El Gambit wants! At acceptable risks, your debilucho backside will walk to the ring, and El Gambit will kick it, and kick it until you beg for mercy! Then, only then, will I put you out of your misery and take the pinfall to retain my TV title and take the light-heavyweight title that should be mine anyway!"
El G pulls the TV title from his waist and holds it up to the security camera with both hands for a moment.
El G:"Look at this Jake Mackinnon. The GZW TV title, MY GZW TV title. I know you want it, but it is my double destiny to retian this belt and take the one around your waist too. My double destiny!"
El G lowers the belt, takes in a deep breathe, closes his eyes, and wallows in the image for a moment.
El G:"And no-one Jake Mackinnon, especially a debilucho like you, can stop my destiny! YOU... ARE... GOING... DOWN... DEBILUCHO!"
El G lifts the belt high with his left hand, points to his chest with the right, and grits his teeth into a look of intensity. The scene abruptly cuts.
