Post by Some Dude on the Street on Apr 14, 2016 4:50:42 GMT -5
Erik Loomis sits in his apartment, lounging on a recliner with the TV on. He’s watching intently, even in the lounge look. We pan around to see he’s watching his last match, the tag team one. He keeps looking on, then closes his eyes as he turns the recording off. He sits there, silently, for what feels like minutes, though it’s only a few seconds. He opens the eyes and stares into the camera. We hear Tony Edison’s voice, signifying that he’s the man holding it.
Edison: Come on, man. Channel that emotion that I know for a fact you’ve got. I’ve seen it man, channel it. I know you’re pissed, you know you’re pissed. Let it out, man.
Loomis: Shut up. I just need to rest.
Edison: The Beast has been tamed apparently. Get a losing streak and they turn you into a giant pussy.
Loomis opens his eyes, staring into the camera, clearly not amused, and clearly knowing what Edison is up to. He heaves a very heavy sigh and continues staring.
Loomis: Alright, look. I’ll admit it. I went into this fucking thing head on, with no idea what I was getting myself into. These guys are some of the best talent in the region, and now I’m fully aware of that. New plan. Instead of just running in and hoping for the best, I’m training harder. I’m working longer. I’m keeping myself in check, and not letting myself get arrogant. It’s a new me, and I’m starting at Spring Breakdown with that little punk, Kofi Von Erich.
He leans forward, kicking the leg rest of the recliner back under the chair. w
Loomis: Kofi, you little shit, you’re going to be the first victim in a long, long line of them.
Loomis stands up now, moving slowly, lurching toward the camera as his voice gets somewhat more quiet and menacing.
Loomis: You are nothing more than the hemorrhoid on my ass as far as I’m concerned. I’m going to treat you as such, and get rid of you as soon as I can. You’re a little pain in the ass, and I’m going to take care of that. You see, it’s really this simple.
Loomis has his face right into the camera now.
Loomis: We’re both walking to the ring for the match. But only one of us is going to walking out of that ring. I’ll give you two guesses as to who that is, and the first one doesn’t count.
He chuckles and pushes the camera out of his direction and we cut to black.
Edison: Come on, man. Channel that emotion that I know for a fact you’ve got. I’ve seen it man, channel it. I know you’re pissed, you know you’re pissed. Let it out, man.
Loomis: Shut up. I just need to rest.
Edison: The Beast has been tamed apparently. Get a losing streak and they turn you into a giant pussy.
Loomis opens his eyes, staring into the camera, clearly not amused, and clearly knowing what Edison is up to. He heaves a very heavy sigh and continues staring.
Loomis: Alright, look. I’ll admit it. I went into this fucking thing head on, with no idea what I was getting myself into. These guys are some of the best talent in the region, and now I’m fully aware of that. New plan. Instead of just running in and hoping for the best, I’m training harder. I’m working longer. I’m keeping myself in check, and not letting myself get arrogant. It’s a new me, and I’m starting at Spring Breakdown with that little punk, Kofi Von Erich.
He leans forward, kicking the leg rest of the recliner back under the chair. w
Loomis: Kofi, you little shit, you’re going to be the first victim in a long, long line of them.
Loomis stands up now, moving slowly, lurching toward the camera as his voice gets somewhat more quiet and menacing.
Loomis: You are nothing more than the hemorrhoid on my ass as far as I’m concerned. I’m going to treat you as such, and get rid of you as soon as I can. You’re a little pain in the ass, and I’m going to take care of that. You see, it’s really this simple.
Loomis has his face right into the camera now.
Loomis: We’re both walking to the ring for the match. But only one of us is going to walking out of that ring. I’ll give you two guesses as to who that is, and the first one doesn’t count.
He chuckles and pushes the camera out of his direction and we cut to black.