Post by Kid Hollywood on Aug 13, 2007 23:20:59 GMT -5
Well, well, well. Here we are...on the road again...sorry, Metallica playing on my computer. Kid stands inside of a hanger a large 25 ft. scaffold, stands behind him, he is holding a chair wrapped in barbed wire and a ladder looms in the background, he steps forward under a spotlight, chair in hand...
I hold in my hand, one of the many piece of the puzzle that build this Hardcore...GOD before you. Thsis chair, won my first Hardcore title, this chair created a legacy, the legacy of Kid Hollywood. I mean look at this thing, can you imagine that this thing can do to the human flesh, the barbs DIG and RIP and TEAR at your body, leaving only torn flesh and blood. This chair, is only one, ONE piece of my hardcore legacy. The blood of my victims, stain this chair...
Kid stares intently at the chair and places it on the ground, he walks around the chair, circling the chair, a smile creeping across his face, he steps on the chair, he even takes few stomps on it...
The memories all come back to me. I ran out of the rig and brought out a can of spray paint, I dont kow why I decided to use spray paint for a weapon..? Ehh. I was busted open, and i was rushed to the back, the threat of poisioning was high. i could be dead, but, like the warrior I am, I ran back, the crowd cheering my name, and I came in the ring, this chair in my hand. And WHACK! I dropped the bitch, Jullietta Lee and that fool Matt Smith, Andwhen I gave Mrs. lee that DDT and made the pin, not only did she live out her biggest dream of having me on top of her...but she became a part of my Hardcore Legacy... And I hoisted the PWX Extreme Championship over my head.
Kid tosses the chair to the side
Don't let the pretty face fool you. I can get down and dirty, I am not afriad to blled and I am not afraid to make others bleed. Me and Connor, will make Dead End Suffer, they will be begging for mercy, and after all those thumbtacks pierce your skina nd you scream in agony and pain...these people will know who the true Kings of HARDCORE are, and that is Cam Connor and Kid Hollywood
FADE TO BLACK
I hold in my hand, one of the many piece of the puzzle that build this Hardcore...GOD before you. Thsis chair, won my first Hardcore title, this chair created a legacy, the legacy of Kid Hollywood. I mean look at this thing, can you imagine that this thing can do to the human flesh, the barbs DIG and RIP and TEAR at your body, leaving only torn flesh and blood. This chair, is only one, ONE piece of my hardcore legacy. The blood of my victims, stain this chair...
Kid stares intently at the chair and places it on the ground, he walks around the chair, circling the chair, a smile creeping across his face, he steps on the chair, he even takes few stomps on it...
The memories all come back to me. I ran out of the rig and brought out a can of spray paint, I dont kow why I decided to use spray paint for a weapon..? Ehh. I was busted open, and i was rushed to the back, the threat of poisioning was high. i could be dead, but, like the warrior I am, I ran back, the crowd cheering my name, and I came in the ring, this chair in my hand. And WHACK! I dropped the bitch, Jullietta Lee and that fool Matt Smith, Andwhen I gave Mrs. lee that DDT and made the pin, not only did she live out her biggest dream of having me on top of her...but she became a part of my Hardcore Legacy... And I hoisted the PWX Extreme Championship over my head.
Kid tosses the chair to the side
Don't let the pretty face fool you. I can get down and dirty, I am not afriad to blled and I am not afraid to make others bleed. Me and Connor, will make Dead End Suffer, they will be begging for mercy, and after all those thumbtacks pierce your skina nd you scream in agony and pain...these people will know who the true Kings of HARDCORE are, and that is Cam Connor and Kid Hollywood
FADE TO BLACK
