Post by Twisted on Mar 22, 2010 12:50:07 GMT -5
And so he waited in the ring for an answer, this so called bringer of justice. Lady Justice has indeed been raped, her lips sealed by red tape and money tipping her scales. Justice is lost, Justice is raped, Justice is gone....and there damn sure ain't a guy wearing a green tunic and a funny little hat going to bring it back.
The Harvester of Sorrow is now gone, The Outlaw who by his own hand brought the balance of this shit hole to order had once agian walked away from another wrestling federation, and that my friends is not JUST!
But there was a new outlaw in town and his name is Twisted Holiday. So cue up the bad ass music and let little brother steal the spotlight of the hardcore legend! Harvester of Sorrow by Metallica rips through the P.A. system putting Link on edge, he had seen Cloudstrife before and knew this was far from his breed of music, this was a lot harder and definately a little more TWISTED!
With all the lights still on the coat tails of a leather duster drags the steel of the entrance ramp as Twisted steps out from behind the curtian wearing a pair of cowboy boots, ripped and torn wrangler jeans and sporting an Iron Horsemen Tank top beneath the duster. His sandy blonde hair rested on his shoulder and he looked down the ramp all the while running his hand through the hair on his chin as he eyed Link. With the flick of his wrist a blood stained diamond plated mic was in his hand and rising to his lips as the music faded away.
::Twisted:: "People of this land? Boy you ain't from 'round here are 'ya? The people of my land, that being the good 'ol boys from Alabama, we might talk a lil funny and have an accent but you, you're like some kinda damn fairy of somethin'! Now you's tell me this, how do you 'spect to save this place?"
Link stares up the ramp with a bemused smile on his face.
::Link:: "By clensing every evil soul."
::Twisted:: "Well, that's better than the start with the champion and work my way down thing. So the way I see it they're gonna have you curtian jerking which means for the mean time your funny lookin ass is mine, starting.....NOW!"
Twisted drops his mic and sprints down the ramp sliding into the ring where Link stands at the ready and allows him to get to his feet. Twisted throws a short punch and Link dodges and steps through behind him, Twisted swings agian wildly with a hay maker and connects!
*BOOM*
::TWISTED:: "OWWW, Damn that hurt!"
And as he shakes his hand from the pain he stares at the huge sheild he connected with and Link draws his sword from his back.
::Link:: "This isn't a wrestling match and I will slay you by the edge of my sword."
::Twisted:: "Fine, but at the FPV your ass is mine, no sheild no sword just you and me partner!"
