Post by Travis Blake on Dec 3, 2021 1:38:21 GMT
The camera slowly comes from static to into focus and you see Tanga Loa playing pool strip pool with Cassie Lee. Taoga with his shirt off seems to be winning as Cassie has nothing more than her thing and bra. Across the room the camera zooms in on Tama Tanga as he is making out with Jessica McKay.
"Over here Paulie." yells out a voice resembling Travis Blake. The camera looses focus until it settles down on Travis Blake sitting on a sofa, shirt off and Amber Nova dressed in a mini skirt and tank top sitting on his lap rubbing his chest. Travis grins at the camera as she kisses him on the cheek.
"That's right Paulie. Keep that right there. Ladies and gentlemen, feast your eyes on the best damn team in the Empire. Now I have been waiting all week for Godzilla to open his mouth and say something, anything; but just like I thought, nothing. Dead silence from Edge clan. Now one would have thought that after such a lucky win on Thanksgiving night, someone from that group of idiots would have something witty to say. But it seems like the Three Best Friends were just as stunned winning those titles as everyone else was. But again nothing but static. Can the three of you be any more boring? If you're not going to step up and defend yourselves, then hand over those straps to men that will. Stop being pussies and defend yourselves. I'm sure Tank didn't teach you how to be pussies!
Travis turns toward Amber. "How do you say pussy in Japanese?"
Amber whispers in Travis's ear and he laughs. "Pusshi? Hahahahaha, two lazy pusshi's. Oh, and what the hell is going on with Conner? Talk about family drama. Can Tank drive away any more people from his life? Oh wait, that's right too; Tank does no wrong. Tank isn't the egotistical bastard everyone knows he is. That's right. Tank wins all the titles and the rest of the family falls in line like good little doobies. Tell me something, where was Tank when you beat us? Where was the Ring General when you three beat the best in the game? Let me ask you something else. Why was it he could make time for his ex-wife at Ladies Night Out when she won, but he couldn't show his face when you three won? I know what he's going to say. He's going to say that he wanted you guys to have your moment in the sun. He didn't want to take the spotlight from you. He's so full of shit. Tank's all about the spotlight. This whole Senshi-shit is all about fucking Tank. When are you going to get that through your head 'Zilla? He doesn't give two shits about you, it's all about what he can get from you. The three of you idiots run around the back and keep taking bullets for him like some damn crash test dummies and for years he's held you back. Think 'Zilla, think. How many title reigns have you lost out on. How many championship matches have you passed on for him? To feed his ego. Wake up 'Zilla. I've seen what you've done for Empireshop.com and your brilliant when it comes to marketing. I could use a guy like you in the Bullet Club. Let's make a deal 'Zilla. You lay down at High Stakes. You lay down and let me pin you and you can keep that comic book of yours. But this is what I want from you. I want 75% controlling shares in all merchandise and booze and we will welcome you into the greatest Club on Earth. Think about it 'Zilla. Think about the money we can make together. Join us 'Zilla and I'll show you a world Tank will never show you. Stop holding yourself back. Stop allowing that dinosaur to call the shots. Be your own man 'Zilla. Be part of us!!! We don't need to fight 'Zilla. We don't need to feed the ego's of men like Tank. Conner saw the light and so can't you. All you have to do is take the pin. You kneel before me and recognize me as your leader and I will take you places in this world you can only dream of right now. 'Zilla, the Bullet Club welcomes you with open arms. Conner made the smart move and so can't you. You don't need them. I hope you make the right decision. The Bullet Club wants you 'Zilla.
The camera looses focus and the scene fades out.
"Over here Paulie." yells out a voice resembling Travis Blake. The camera looses focus until it settles down on Travis Blake sitting on a sofa, shirt off and Amber Nova dressed in a mini skirt and tank top sitting on his lap rubbing his chest. Travis grins at the camera as she kisses him on the cheek.
"That's right Paulie. Keep that right there. Ladies and gentlemen, feast your eyes on the best damn team in the Empire. Now I have been waiting all week for Godzilla to open his mouth and say something, anything; but just like I thought, nothing. Dead silence from Edge clan. Now one would have thought that after such a lucky win on Thanksgiving night, someone from that group of idiots would have something witty to say. But it seems like the Three Best Friends were just as stunned winning those titles as everyone else was. But again nothing but static. Can the three of you be any more boring? If you're not going to step up and defend yourselves, then hand over those straps to men that will. Stop being pussies and defend yourselves. I'm sure Tank didn't teach you how to be pussies!
Travis turns toward Amber. "How do you say pussy in Japanese?"
Amber whispers in Travis's ear and he laughs. "Pusshi? Hahahahaha, two lazy pusshi's. Oh, and what the hell is going on with Conner? Talk about family drama. Can Tank drive away any more people from his life? Oh wait, that's right too; Tank does no wrong. Tank isn't the egotistical bastard everyone knows he is. That's right. Tank wins all the titles and the rest of the family falls in line like good little doobies. Tell me something, where was Tank when you beat us? Where was the Ring General when you three beat the best in the game? Let me ask you something else. Why was it he could make time for his ex-wife at Ladies Night Out when she won, but he couldn't show his face when you three won? I know what he's going to say. He's going to say that he wanted you guys to have your moment in the sun. He didn't want to take the spotlight from you. He's so full of shit. Tank's all about the spotlight. This whole Senshi-shit is all about fucking Tank. When are you going to get that through your head 'Zilla? He doesn't give two shits about you, it's all about what he can get from you. The three of you idiots run around the back and keep taking bullets for him like some damn crash test dummies and for years he's held you back. Think 'Zilla, think. How many title reigns have you lost out on. How many championship matches have you passed on for him? To feed his ego. Wake up 'Zilla. I've seen what you've done for Empireshop.com and your brilliant when it comes to marketing. I could use a guy like you in the Bullet Club. Let's make a deal 'Zilla. You lay down at High Stakes. You lay down and let me pin you and you can keep that comic book of yours. But this is what I want from you. I want 75% controlling shares in all merchandise and booze and we will welcome you into the greatest Club on Earth. Think about it 'Zilla. Think about the money we can make together. Join us 'Zilla and I'll show you a world Tank will never show you. Stop holding yourself back. Stop allowing that dinosaur to call the shots. Be your own man 'Zilla. Be part of us!!! We don't need to fight 'Zilla. We don't need to feed the ego's of men like Tank. Conner saw the light and so can't you. All you have to do is take the pin. You kneel before me and recognize me as your leader and I will take you places in this world you can only dream of right now. 'Zilla, the Bullet Club welcomes you with open arms. Conner made the smart move and so can't you. You don't need them. I hope you make the right decision. The Bullet Club wants you 'Zilla.
The camera looses focus and the scene fades out.