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Post by Wade Mason on Aug 17, 2009 16:07:40 GMT -5
[Single Match] Kaori Shikagami Vs. Russell Franchise
Limit: Two Each Maximum First Deadline: Saturday August 22nd at 11:59pm EST Final Deadline: Sunday August 23rd at 11:59pm EST
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Post by Russell Francis on Aug 19, 2009 1:11:23 GMT -5
Kevin Rudolf-In The City
As Russell Franchise walks out of the gate from his Flight 561 out of Charlotte, he ignores the sounds of the busy terminal of San Diego International Airport. Travelers and airport workers of all races, all ages, and all creeds take quick looks and glances at the former football star turned professional wrestler as he is decked in his normal attire: a throwback jersey (in this case, a 1976 Original New York Jets jersey with a no name on the back), slightly baggy designer jeans, and the finest, freshest pair of black Timbaland boots you can find this side of the Mississippi River. His ear candy, a 16GB Sansa Fuze (doesn't dig the iPod or Zune because of the style) and a over-sized pair of headphones from Beatz by Dr. Dre, keeps him preoccupied with his thoughts. He's thinking about a lot of things; whether or not his Panthers teammates will be able to bounce back from their loss Monday night against the Giants, if Brett Favre could bring Minnesota to the playoffs. He's a football player first so he's always going to think about things from college and professional football. It's his nature. However, intertwined with the latest rumors and news he's heard from ESPN Radio insiders, he's thinking about his current role: a superstar in the TGW!
Muffled Voice: Hey, you there? Russell, you hearing me?
Could he back up the trash talking he's been laying down the past couple of days? Can he be what he used to be 3 years ago, one of the best up and coming wrestlers in the world? What does he need to do to build up momentum on his way to the top? These questions and others causes Franchise to wonder about how to tackle these new found problems and rise above it. Russell usually answers his own questions in his mind with the same wit and confidence that has carried him to where he is right now. Born in the mean streets of Charlotte, NC, Franchise has always had to prove to himself and to others that when he sets his mind to something, he doesn't stop until until he feels vindicated! But, in this new yet similar environment, there are more questions than there is answers he must solve.
Muffled Voice: Dude, cut the shit down!
As if done by the hand of God, a tall figure from behind removes the headphones off of Franchise's head! Russell, caught in the moment, reacts and grabs the hand of the intruder and prepares himself for a physical altercation! However, the friendly voice of a close ally calms him down!
Pablo: Dude, I was trying to tell you to cut that shit down so you could grab your bags, homes! You need to start playing attention to your bags or it could end up in Denver or another damn town!
Pablo, standing at a full 6'5, has been the voice of reason to a volatile Franchise. Both met at the University of South Carolina freshmen year, where they both came on the team as outstanding linebackers from their respected high schools. Pablo and Franchise became as tight as brothers that year and that friendship continued to flourish all through their college careers with the team. However, when Pablo tore his ACL on a simple kickoff return play against Florida, his career as a football player, professional or amateur, came to a screeching halt. Franchise, at the time at the top of most draft boards for the next year's NFL draft, decided the best way to keep him close to the game was to adopt him as his bodyguard and consultant. As his consultant, Pablo usually prevents Russell from doing stupid things, like missing to catch his luggage off the conveyor belt!
Franchise: Oh, my bad! You know, I get lost in the music!
Pablo: No, you get lost in your thoughts! What you got on your mind, Russell?
Franchise: You know me, my mind is on a thousand things at once! Vick, Cowboys, getting back in the ring and becoming the World Champion of TGW!!
Pablo: Dude, you'll get your chance in the ring! But right now, I need you to focus on getting your cheap shit off the belt so we can the limo to the new crib I found in downtown!
Franchise: Son, what the blue hell are you talking about! My shit cost more than what you have in the bank right now! When Franchise comes to town, I gotta bring the style to the city!
After much trash talking by both Pablo and Russell, Franchise pulls his bags from the belt and proceeds to the front of the airport. A white, stretch Hummer limo carries them from the hustle and bustle of the airport to the urban, busy lifestyle of downtown San Diego. Franchise's new loft off of 10th Avenue over looks the view of the beautiful city. His bedroom allows him to see into the adjacent PETCO FIELD as the Padres are playing a game against the lovable Cubs! Franchise proceeds to unpack the contents of his bag into his closet and other spaces in his large pad! After Pablo finishes checking in with the security guard at the front desk of the loft's lobby, Russell and Pablo believes it's time to party it up in the new town they are in! -------------------------------------------- Instead of hitting the night clubs that would normally invite Franchise and other athletes or celebrities of notable statuses to cause fights or pull a loaded weapon out only to have it accidentally misfire and hurt themselves or others and/or possibly have themselves humiliated by the media, they hit the small local dives! McHale's, a small, humble Irish pub invites them in with it's old style pub appearance mixed with modern furnishings like wall to wall LCD Flat Screens playing everything from ESPN and Fox Sports West to obscure sports like Canadian Football League replays and Cricket from the West Indies! At their table, the young, college-bound waitress takes the order of the two buddies! Pablo, sticking with his Mexican roots, asks for a tall glass of Patron Tequila with lime on the side! Franchise orders his old standby, a glass of Jack Daniel's and Coke with a lime slice on the side! As both men toast to future success in and out of the 4-sided ring, Franchise returns to his thoughts of earlier!
Franchise: You know, Pablo, it's been 3 long years since I've wrestled in the ring! And I got to tell you, while I'm at the top of my game, I still got my fears!
Pablo: No, say it ain't true! The "A" Game has fears about getting back on the saddle!
Franchise: Dude, I'm being serious! The last time I wrestled, I wasn't being taken seriously! When I went to the ring, the fans didn't know whether to boo me or support me! Not that I needed anybody's help in winning the tough matches I had to face, but it's not like I'm exactly playing with Home-Field advantage!
Pablo: Son, I gotta tell you, some of your fears that you're thinking about is all in your mind! When you learn to let that shit go, then you can step up to the damn challenge and bust some skulls! Let me ask you this, when you get in the ring with Kaori Shikagami, what's going to be your game plan?
Franchise: I got to be honest, at this point, I'm playing it all by ear! I don't know anything about this kid....
Pablo: Whoa, dude!
Franchise: What?
Pablo: That's your problem, right there?
Franchise: What you mean?
Pablo: Listen, you been talking shit since you gotten signed by Mason about how you're going to bring prestige back into professional wrestling! But what I'm hearing right now is a man who doesn't have a plan about how he's even going to enter the ring! You gotta treat this like you did back in the NFL! Do all your homework, study your opponent, boost your confidence up to the tenth degree, and when you get in the ring with Shikagami, just beat the living hell outta her! You talk about bringing the "A" Game, you gotta at least plan it out first!
Franchise takes a quick sip out of his drink before responding! He knows that Pablo's words of inspiration are true. However, Russell has to find a way to add wood to the fire, to give him the power to not only speak the words but to stand by them!
Franchise: Kaori Shikagami is one of the toughest bitches TGW has to offer. I gotta admit, when you look at her resume and her work, it speaks volumes about what type of fighter she is in the ring. However, come Monday Night, I'm not giving a damn about her resume or her life story as an rich Asian orphan! I'm not going to care that she wants to build a empire for herself in the TGW! All I'm going to care about is getting down and dirty and climbing my way up to the top!
Pablo: Uh oh, I think the Franchise has found his "A" Game!
Franchise: The "A" Gameplan goes like this, son! This coming Monday Night, Wade has set the challenge! If I want a shot at a title, I gotta win my first match! I didn't come into the TGW to talk about game and not be about the game! I'm not going to be a jobber or wrestle in the first match of any PPV! They got 2 titles in TGW and I plan on walking out of the first PPV as a Champion! So, if The Lightning Empress wants to set up shop and create a whole new empire based on lonely rich orphans who have nothing better to do than bitch about the bad things they have to worry about on a daily basis, I got a proposal for her! She can bring her pain, the pain that keeps her up at night wondering why nobody loves her, and I'll bring THE 'A' GAME and Franchise Tag her ass back to full physical and mental health!
Pablo: This is the 'A' Game I'm talking about. Russell Franchise is back on the prowl, looking to get back on top of the world of Sports Entertainment! Now, you ready to get this party started!
Franchise: Pablo, it's time to officially bring my 'A' Game to San Diego!
Franchise stands up on his chair and proceeds to shout to the vibrant crowd attending the Happy Hour festivities!
Franchise: THEY CALL ME THE 'A' GAME RUSSELL FRANCHISE! AND I'M ABOUT TO BRING THE GAME TO THE NEXT GREAT WRESTLING ORGANIZATION IN THE WORLD, TRUE GLORY WRESTLING!
Crowd screams and claps for Franchise!
Franchise: AND I WANT YOU ALL TO KNOW SOMETHING! WHEN I GET IN THE RING, I'M ALL ABOUT FINISHING THE DAMN BUSINESS, YA'LL HEARD!?
Crowd shows their approval by shouting FRANCHISE, FRANCHISE across the bar!
Franchise: JUST REMEMBER THIS, KAORI SHIKAGAMI AND ANYBODY ELSE IN WRESTLING TODAY CAN BRING THE PAIN, AND I'LL BRING MY......'A' GAME! NOW, BARKEEP, PUT THE NEXT ROUND OF DRINKS ON ME! IT'S TIME I START RUNNING THIS CITY!
Crowd starts to get excited about the drinks and start swarming around the table of Franchise and Pablo! Franchise, living in the moment, begins acting like his good old cocky self, knowing that on Monday Night his attitude won't be enough to get to the next level! The next couple of days are going to be filled with preparation, physical workouts from Hell and internal motivation if he wants to climb to the top of TGW and be known as the best of them all! And at that moment, Franchise remembers a phrase once uttered by his high school coach that he didn't really understand fully until this time...
Greatness isn't a right given to all, but a privilege earned by those who wish to be great!
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Post by shiningbind on Aug 19, 2009 20:56:17 GMT -5
Kaori's Story Section Three; Part One: A Whole New World of Action It's 3:30 in the morning. It's been so long since I've been online, writing blogs. I've been crying myself to sleep for the past couple of nights. Jake and I haven't spoken at all for the past couple of weeks. He and Sarah are sleeping around this time. It's been hard for him to find a second job becuase of the whole economy shit and he has a job already at Benihana's. Sarah's hours have been cut back already and stress has been getting to her. She and Jake both work full time. Sarah is about four months pregnant now and hasn't been feeling well. She's been having a lot of back pains and is still going through a bit of morning sickness. Sarah and I barely speak to each other now and days. The only time we talk is over the phone once every two weeks or so for only a half hour. As I got on my yahoo messenger, Sarah and Jake weren't on since they were sleeping at 3:30 in the morning but some strange screen name had popped up. It was requesting me to add this strange person. The screen name was 'Blossom236'. Who who hell is this person and why is he or she trying to add me? With the word 'Blossom' in it, it's probably one of those bitchy girls adding me. I was hesitant for a moment until I took the risk and approved it. As soon as I approved it, the person was online. A message popped up, saying "Konnichiwa, Kaori-chan." I was a bit puzzled by this. How does this bitch know my name? I typed a message back to her. DarkGeisha76: Just who the hell are you? Blossom236 started typing back to me. Obviously, this person I'm talking to is Japanese. One thing I could think on how she could have gotten my screen name was from my Facebook that I don't go on anymore. Only reason I made a Facebook was to check up on Sarah and Jake. They don't go on anymore. Jake even deleted his Facebook when useless drama started occurring. He even had a Myspace at one time. I didn't know what the hell was wrong with him back then. I always knew Myspace was full of drama and useless shit. When Blossom236 wrote back, I fell silent. Blossom236: It's me, Ayame Ayame? As in the Ayame I knew back in Japan? The girl that used to be my one and only friend in elementary school? I couldn't believe it at first. Last time Ayame and I saw each other face to face was when I was thirteen, before I went to Polanski and then New York. We started drifting away after I lost Nagisa-sama. I would sometimes talk to her here and there, but otherwise, no. I responded back to her. DarkGeisha76: Ayame? It was a quick response since I still don't have a clue if this person is really Ayame. I was a bit hesitant to give out a bunch of information to her. Before Blossom236 responded, I typed another message and responded. DarkGeisha76: How do I know you're really Ayame Hidesaki? Blossom236 started typing up a message once again. I still didn't believe it, not one bit. I waited for her response. In the meantime, I had to finish packing my things to catch the flight to San Diego. I had an upcoming match against Russell Franchise. I had a few things packed so far. I just need to finish packing my clothes. She sent me the response. Blossom236: It's really me, Kaori-chan, because when you and I were in elementary school together, people were ganging up on you when you walked into school one day with a few cuts on your face and I stood up for you. I defended you so you wouldn't end up in another fist fight. I fell silent again. It really was Ayame. I haven't spoken to her in years. I wasn't sure what to say next at the moment. After a moment of silence, I started typing a message to her and then responded. DarkGeisha76: How did you find my screen name? I waited for Ayame to respond. After a few seconds of typing, she responded. Blossom236: Facebook. I knew it had to be involved with Facebook. My Facebook was private where friends can only see it. Last time I checked it was about a year ago. I denied all of the friend requests except for Sarah, Jake and Ayame. I did add Ayame, but I would never bother looking at her Facebook. I don't even remember my password on there so I don't even bother with that site anymore. Especially with all that drama shit on there that's been happening as well as Myspace. A bunch of attention whores always stirring up trouble. I sent another response back to Ayame. DarkGeisha76: Hey Ayame, I really don't have time to talk, because I have to finish packing. Blossom236: Where are you going? DarkGeisha76: I have to catch a flight to San Diego. I have an upcoming wrestling match against Russell Franchise in True Glory Wrestling. Blossom236: Wow, I wish you the best of luck, Kaori-chan. DarkGeisha76: Arigatou and Sayanara~ Blossom236: Sayanara~! I signed off of yahoo after that and got off the computer. I had to get moving and finish packing my things to catch my flight to San Diego. I headed to my room to finish packing my clothes. I scrambled around for a bit until I finished packing my things. I headed out after locking up my apartment. ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* It's a whole new company.Which means it's time for a whole new ass kicking in a whole new ring. There are many new faces here and some familiar ones. For those that don't know who I am, I am quite amused. I would rather not tell you my name, but if you insist. Watashi no namae Kaori Shikagami desu. Remember that name, you useless bakas. I don't give a crap for any of the new bakas here unless they prove themselves. The only people that are worthy enough are the ones who I actually fought back in eWo.I am back in action, badder than ever. A new empire will be reborn. I will rule all of True Glory Wrestling. I will be the new justice of this new world. You all don't want to fuck with me. I will be the one of the ones to rise at the top to become a champion. It's been a dream of mine to become world champion. Hopefully, I will obtain that goal in TGW.Back in eWo, I was the longest reigning Freedom Champion for eighty-five days. I sent Adams' record all the way through hell and back. For awhile, I was unstoppable. What cost me the Freedom title was when I got promoted to the Commonwealth division and ended up facing one of the people I show my gratitude towards. Yeah, I did lose to James-kun, but to me at that time, I didn't care if I won or lost.Xaria-sama, I see you and I have came face to face once again. Hai, I have changed. Ever since those circus clowns, known as the Corvins along with RHane had abandoned me, I don't trust anyone. The Corvins and RHane had used and betrayed me. So for now, I stand alone. It's like they tore my heart out and stomped on it. It hurts really bad, because they were like family to me. I still respect you, Xaria-sama. I respect and honor you. Only you and James-kun I show my respect to. All the others mean nothing to me.As for you, Shelley, I still despise you. I still think you're a fallen' savior. You along with Cross were both fallen' heroes. A savior who wants to get close with Xaria-sama. I doubt that'll happen with you, Shelley. Xaria-sama is way out of your league. I'm only respecting you, because I pity you. As for Cross, as I've said before, once a fallen angel always a fallen angel. Without his wings, he's fucked.Speaking of fuck whores, I am facing the one and only fuck whore known as Russell Franchise. I know nothing of you, but you call yourself The 'A' Game? How pathetic. You're more like a failure with a capital F on your face. Yeah I know, I am cruel. You see, Franchise, I will be the one kicking your ass in the end. You're nothing but a typical gangster who listens to nothing but that rap shit and like all gangsters, they just like to flap their gums and blurt out useless shit that no one wants to hear. Just a typical 50 Cent poser.You've gone from the big A to the big F.Beat the living shit out of me? Ha! I will be the one to take your head an mount it on the wall. If I were you, Franchise, I would get on your knees and beg if you want your life spared, or even run for your life. You don't know what I'm capable of. I do thank you however for admitting that I am one of toughest bitches when it comes to wrestling. As this whole 'Asian Orphan' shit, don't make me laugh. All I like to do is use my fists and my feet to fight dirty. You don't have what it takes to be a champion. Another thing Franchise, your little 'game' is about to end for you. I don't play child like games. It's game over for you. If you want a real fight, then you got one right here. Not only this will be your first child like game in TGW, but your last. I am your worst nightmare, because the empress will rise again as well as her empire.You. will. fail.
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Post by Russell Francis on Aug 22, 2009 10:22:24 GMT -5
Beat the living shit out of me? Ha! I will be the one to take your head an mount it on the wall. If I were you, Franchise, I would get on your knees and beg if you want your life spared, or even run for your life. You don't know what I'm capable of.
Franchise clicks his laptop on in his new San Diego loft, filled with some familiarities from his house in Charlotte: his framed game worn Dark Blue Carolina Panthers jersey, a couple of awards and recognitions, and pictures of him on the field or with his family and friends among others!
Russell finds the webcam application and begins taping:
As soon as the camera cuts on, you can see a visually disturbed Franchise looking timid and worried.
Franchise: Hey folks! Um....I just got word from sources that...ah....Kaori Shikagami didn't like my threats to her. And...um...I gotta tell you guys....your boy is scared. I mean...this has to be a big threat that I have to face Monday night...and...um...I don't think I can take her out. I mean...from what she says...she says I'm a fuck whore! And...(beginning to tear up) I think she gonna kick my ass! So...I want to make an emotional plea...
Russell slowly tilts the camera down to the floor area. He then places one knee down....and then the other. Still visually disturbed, he looks up at the camera, clasps his hands together and then looks directly into the camera.
Franchise: Please, Lightning Empress! Don't make an example out of me. PLEASE DON'T! I got kids and a family! Ma'am, don't destroy me and make me look like a punk in the ring Monday Night! I ask you....NO, I IMPLORE YOU, DON'T MAKE ME LOOK LIKE A PUNK BITCH! What can I do when a 132Lb small Asian woman wants to make a 242Lb black man look like a punk bitch!?
After a short pause, Franchise unclasps his hands, places a serious look on him, showing that this has all been a sarcastic reaction to Kaori remarks.
Franchise: Really, how can a 132Lb small Asian Orphan Whore beat a TWO HUNDRED and FORTY TWO POUND BLACK GUY!?
Franchise returns the camera back to its original position pointed at the chair he was originally sitting in!
Franchise: I been thinking ,Kaori, about the logic of your argument. Look at you, you're a skinny Asian girl. I'm a big black guy! On what level of HELL could you EVER beat my ass? It's possible to use some high flying, death-escaping aerobatic moves to try to knock me down. But I don't understand how you can even try to attempt to bodyslam a 242LB big black guy! Really, Kaori, really! The Twix rabbit has a better opportunity of finally eating the damn cereal than you do of picking me up and slamming me down!! But I got other beef with you.
Now, I'm not a racist! I love all people of all colors, religions and creeds, but I got a problem with all the Asians in True Glory Wrestling! You guys are the most stuck up people in this whole promotion! Take for instance, Lady JaGi, who thinks everything is a planned out joke for his own benefit. And then, tries to make up for screwing up his brother's life by crashing in his house! I'm telling you, if I was his brother, I just go ape shit on him everyday! But, listen Lady JaGi, if Young ever decides to grow balls and throw your ass out on the street, you can always stay with me! Now, for a price, your dog Caprice can get the guest bedroom with anything a dog could ever want! And for you kid, I got a Kennel cage and a dog bowl with your name on it! Also, I'll put on my Michael Vick jersey and just.....(audible whispering from off camera)....I can't say that....what you mean it's too early....man! Well, JaGi, I guess you're just going to have to use your vivid imagination for that one!
But back to you, Kaori! If JaGi doesn't care about anybody, you, on the other hand, just care about the past! You live in the past like you are still in it! You live in a world where any podunk promotion would let a rookie win the top belt on her first match ever and keep it for 3 months. You live in a world that would make you believe that you could take on the top of the top and take on anybody and defeat them!
Well, Asian Orphan Whore, eWo was 2008, This is 2009! You're not in eWo! I guess you winning the top belt kinda showed that the talent pool in eWo was dank and shallow, making everybody change the channel to another rerun of South Park every time you tried to defend your belt! This is True Glory Wrestling, the new benchmark of wrestling! And you're not fucking with any bitch nigga, you're fucking with the HNIC, THE HEAD NIGGA IN CHARGE!
Listen, it's time to finish the damn business, Kaori! You can come in to the ring, thinking you're better than me, believing that you could kick my ass 20 times over! But on Monday Night, the shit ends! I'm going to take you out of your world of imagination and into the world of the A Game! You say that I'm going to be the cornerstone of your Empire. Well, just like any Empire that has come around, the Romans, the Greeks, the Incas, yours will fall quicker than any other Empire ever! It's time for Franchise to run this city and Kaori, you will be the first to see why they call me the A Game! When you step in the ring, it's going to be nothing but pure domination by me from the word "go"! No mercy, no timeouts, no end until the Franchise Tag lays your ass out for the 3 second tap!
Now, Lady JaGi says that he would never hit a woman, which (I can't believe I'm saying this) I can totally agree with! He's get some cool points, for now! I would never hit a woman, just wrong and unbecoming of a man! But, Kaori, you want to fight like a man, I'll slap you around like the little Asian BITCH you are!
Kaori, you say I've gone from a Big A to a Big F! Don't worry, sweet Asian Whore, because I'm about go from a Big 0-0 to a Big 1-0 in the TGW! So, on Monday Night, you bring you pain, your ego, your old ass world view, and I'll bring........THE 'A' GAME!!!!!!
Franchise smiles into the camera and then shuts the web cam off!
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Post by shiningbind on Aug 22, 2009 18:55:12 GMT -5
Monday Night Amimosity Opponent: Russell Franchise
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Congratulations, Franchise, you fail again.
Looks like you're going to be adding another F to your collection. Just because I stand 5'6" weighing 132 lbs doesn't mean I am a weak whore. That actually was amusing what you said to me, Franchise. I've taken down guys a lot bigger than me and I'm about to do it again, Monday night. You make that pervy sage, JAGI look like the innocent one compared to you.
As for you, JAGI, since you don't hit women and make them look like fools makes you look pathetic. This is TGW, dumb ass, you don't know what the women are capable of here. Once you die a horrible death Monday night, I will be laughing it up. You're not a man, you're more like a child who throws tantrums and just has your little 'guard' dog to back you up. You're little guard dog will soon meet it's end once it's put to sleep. Two words for you: Pervy Sage.
Anyways, Franchise, still bringing up that 'Asian Orphan' shit? Ha! How more pathetic can you get with your comebacks? You really are a posing 50 Cent gangster. By the way, I'm Japanese, not black and damn proud of it so when you start up your whole racist name that black gangsters call each other really makes you look pathetic. Monday night, I will de-throne you and your empire. I will show you no remorse. Saying you want to slap the shit out of me over and over? I doubt you can slap the shit out of an egg. Too bad you can't wrestle as well as you talk shit. How sad.
Hai, I am a bitch, thanks for pointing that out, Franchise. I'm the queen of them all. Both you and Clayton both nonstop ramble on for hours and hours. Is there an off switch on the both of you? Franchise, If I could, I would show you what true wrestling is all about by taking you down. That's just you, nothing but an idiot jock who is obsessed with football, basketball and such. You don't have the passion for wrestling, You're nothing but a posing gangster jock who just wants to fit in with the 'in-crowd'.
I will be the one dominating you, Franchise. I will Make you look like the big F like you are now.
If you think I'm arrogant? You should talk. Oh wait, you've already been flapping your gums about how you're going to bring me down along with other pathetic words that amused me so much. I will show you why I am known as "The Lightning Empress". Once we face each other on Monday night, you're going to be struck by lightning faster than you even start to beg and plead. Failure has been written all over your face once again.
I might as well write it with a permanent marker just for a laugh out of it.
Me? Stuck up? Ha! That's a good laugh right there. Out of all of the stereo types I've heard, this must be the most pathetic one I've heard. You know nothing of me you posing gangster jock. I actually have a passion for wrestling. Unlike some people that I've known long ago. Some Asians might be stuck up but not all of them. You're saying you're not racist, but you're sure are acting like you are when it comes to the Asians.
As for your win? You're going to go from a 0 to a -1 while I'm going to be the one that's honored and bring new justice. I will be remaking this whole new world. Your world of the 'A' game will come crashing down. As I've said before, Franchise, once a failure always a failure. If you want to put on you pretty little jersey to kick my ass then be my guest. I might as well take your head wearing a kimono. Your game is over because I will be the one laughing in the end.
When I de-throne you on Monday night... the empress will rise again as well as her empire.
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