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Ace Note: Basically. But don't count on things getting peaceful just yet. I'll bet my left foot that in 10 minutes, Brock Edwards will burst through the door, talk shit like usual and I'll have to berate him once again.Quote:
Originally Posted by CM Rock-Austin
*Brock walks in slowly into the room and takes a sit. He then checks his phone for messages.*Quote:
Originally Posted by K2Jelly
Ace Note: What's this? Sitting down quietly and not talking? :eek: By jove, it's an astounding breakthrough!
Totally unrelated to IWA but I can't stop laughing xD at that one particular Romulus moment you know I'm talking about that just happened on Rage. Well done.Quote:
Originally Posted by K2Jelly
*Brock looks up at Ace and then goes back to his phone.*Quote:
Originally Posted by K2Jelly
*Just then Brock gets up.*Quote:
Originally Posted by TTC
Brock: I lasted more than double the time without talking. Now leave this place Ace.
Ace Note: Whelp, I'm gonna jet now, Brocky. Enjoy your little game of Angry Birds or Fruit Ninja or whatever the hell it is you're doing.Quote:
Originally Posted by TTC
*Ace Note turns around to leave.*
Brock: Thanks for coming Acey boy.Quote:
Originally Posted by K2Jelly
IWA.COM EXCLUSIVE
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The cameras cut to a dark room being lit by the moonlight shining through the dusty window. A man is seen sitting in the middle of the room, rocking forward and back slowly while laughing to himself quietly with something in his hands. In a very low and monotone voice, the man speaks just loud enough that the camera's microphone picks up the audio.
???: H-how could you d-do this to m-me? I worked s-so hard for that c-chance ... And you w-went and blew it!
The camera slowly pans to the side of the pan, and the light from the moon shines onto the mans hands ... He is holding a KJ Punk action figure with a small IWA Championship around its waist.
???: You let Van Hooligan X, Carlos Alberto Ramon and AJ Dixon ... Take my championship. You planned t-this ... Didn't you? DIDN'T YOU?!?!
The man rips the championship off of the toy, and then throws it to the side.
???: You see, Punk!? Its not there anymore!! YOU! You let THEM take what is MINE away from ME! Y-you planned ALL of this!! You KNEW it was going to happen, DIDN'T YOU, PUNK?!
The man tears the legs off of the doll.
???: Oh no! Did that hurt, Punk!? You have no legs! Heh heh! Isn't this fun, Punk?! You get to s-slide around like the snake you r-really are, now Punk!! But wait, snakes d-don't have arms, either!!
The man tears the arms off as well.
???: There! Now that is better! Now your true form has been r-revealed!! You are a s-spineless snake! You p-planed my downfall ... You son of a bitch!
The camera pans to the front of the man as he stands to his feet ... Revealing the face of Darius!
Darius: YOU USED THE CHAIR AT THIRST FOR BLOOD! YOU SLITHERED YOUR WAY TO VICTORY!! YOU LET DIXON HAVE THE CHAMPIONSHIP AT LOST CAUSE!! NOW YOU ARE MINE, PUNK!! I WILL END YOUR PATHETIC CAREER!!
Darius grabs the dolls head and begins to twist it slowly.
Darius: DIE PUNK!
Darius twists the head some more.
Darius: JUST! DIE!!!!
The head snaps off the doll, making Darius laugh. The camera man tries moving in closer but accidentally bumps into Darius.
Cameraman: I'm so ...
Before he can finish, Darius grabs him by the throat, making the man drop the camera and then Darius lifts him into the air with a sick grin on his face, and then tosses the man through the window!! Darius lays on the floor in front of the camera with a smile.
Darius: I'm coming for you, Punk!
Darius stands up laughing, and then stomps the camera, cutting the feed and fading to black.
Cody: That Darius guy...man...he sure is a crazy