Post by Trash on Apr 2, 2013 20:57:13 GMT -5
Aaron Holiday marches down the Real Extreme Wrestling hallway, and what a sorry sight is it. The living legend has a few greys in his hair to go with the scars. The hallway, with it's peeling paint, perfectly complements the ringer now marching through.
With Niko and the (imaginary?) fans wondering where Holiday goes, he is stopped in his tracks by a smile wearing Sanity Assassin. Trash, also quite the bleak figment, stands there, the Real Extreme Wrestling heavyweight championship hanging loosely from his hand.
The gold and silver flicker in the dim lights.
Trash : "You come for this, hardcore icon?"
Holiday says nothing.
Trash : "You can have it. I'm tired of being the poster boy of ended feds"
Holiday shakes his head.
Holiday : "No Trash, I don't give a damn for that title either. I'm coming here for you.
Taken aback, Trash steps backwards, nearly tripping over something in the darkened room.
As Aaron Holiday comes for him, Trash drops the title with one, and utters...
Trash : "Catch me if you can..."
And thus, the chase begins.
TBC (By Sung Ho beatdown? Enigmatic message from JMW? Who cares! )
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