Post by Santiago DeTouwce on Dec 3, 2001 5:32:30 GMT -6
El Gambit is backstage after Travesty, and is fuming! *SMASH* a buffet table goes fling as he tosses it into the air! *CRASH* A water cooler crashes to the floor, spilling the contents after a huge kick! *AAAAAAAGH!* sceams a backstage crew member as *SHATTER* he gets thrown through a plate glass window! El G grabs a cameraman roughly by the shoulder.
El G:
"Film me if you want to stay conscious, debilucho!"
The fearful cameraman hurriedly sets up the camera, and points it at El Gambit.
El G:
"El Desecrator! You call that a win? You call that parodia a win? Mierda! You stole one from El Gambit after I utterly dominated you, you debilucho nino! This is not over! You and me Desecrator, will meet again and next time you're going down, debilucho! You have MY title shot and I don't like people taking or destroying what's mine. Credit where credit it due, you're not quite the debilucho I thought you were: anyone who kicks out of a Gibraltarsault has to be a pretty tough hombre... but anyone who is such and idiota that they think they can screw El Gambit out of what is rightfully his, is going down. The Rock of Gibraltar is harder than you Desecrator! Who was the one who left the ring last week on their feet? You know as well as I do that the Rock of Gibraltar is harder than you, and you have desecrated me with your pathetic little win! Next time, you know that it will be El Gambit victorious! The light-heavyweight division is MINE, the belt is MINE, and there is nothing that you, or any of the other debiluchos in the division can do about it!"
El G has been storming around, but then he catches a glimpse of the board with next week's Travesty line up.
;D El Gambit:
"Battle Royal for the TV title, eh? El Gambit is the rightful number one contender to the light-heavyweight championship, but any strap of gold around the waist of Gibraltar's greatest wrestler would look good with my new leather jacket! What the hell, eh? El Gambit will enter this battle royal. To all you other debiluchos stupid enough to enter... you're going down because El Gambit is going to win that little TV title before he heads straight back to Desecrator to take him out! You're all going down, debiluchos!"
The cameraman fades, and Gambit storms off without thanking him.
El G:"Film me if you want to stay conscious, debilucho!"
The fearful cameraman hurriedly sets up the camera, and points it at El Gambit.
El G:"El Desecrator! You call that a win? You call that parodia a win? Mierda! You stole one from El Gambit after I utterly dominated you, you debilucho nino! This is not over! You and me Desecrator, will meet again and next time you're going down, debilucho! You have MY title shot and I don't like people taking or destroying what's mine. Credit where credit it due, you're not quite the debilucho I thought you were: anyone who kicks out of a Gibraltarsault has to be a pretty tough hombre... but anyone who is such and idiota that they think they can screw El Gambit out of what is rightfully his, is going down. The Rock of Gibraltar is harder than you Desecrator! Who was the one who left the ring last week on their feet? You know as well as I do that the Rock of Gibraltar is harder than you, and you have desecrated me with your pathetic little win! Next time, you know that it will be El Gambit victorious! The light-heavyweight division is MINE, the belt is MINE, and there is nothing that you, or any of the other debiluchos in the division can do about it!"
El G has been storming around, but then he catches a glimpse of the board with next week's Travesty line up.
;D El Gambit:
"Battle Royal for the TV title, eh? El Gambit is the rightful number one contender to the light-heavyweight championship, but any strap of gold around the waist of Gibraltar's greatest wrestler would look good with my new leather jacket! What the hell, eh? El Gambit will enter this battle royal. To all you other debiluchos stupid enough to enter... you're going down because El Gambit is going to win that little TV title before he heads straight back to Desecrator to take him out! You're all going down, debiluchos!"
The cameraman fades, and Gambit storms off without thanking him.
