TBirdSCIL
League Member
All RP for this match goes in this folder.
Maelstrom vs. Angel Castillo
- Thread starter TBirdSCIL
- Start date
J
JLebron
Guest
The road less traveled......
[updated:LAST EDITED ON Dec-01-02 AT 08:25 PM (EST)](FADE IN..... outside somewhere, a clear blue sky is seen as a few white clouds meander across it. The GLCW logo suddenly appears on the right hand corner along with the imposing figure of the man known simply as ......)
[/center]
MAELSTROM: So know I'm to be facing ..... DEVILS?!
(smirks)
MAELSTROM: I wonder Castillo, do ya have any idea what it's like goin' through hell? Maybe that concept is lost on ya..... maybe yer idea of hell is just a watered down version. I've been down that path before.... down the road less traveled. I endure a livin' hell every time I shut my eyes..... it plays over an' over in my mind..... relentlessly reminding me of my sins.... never allowin' me to forget....
(loses himself in thought as he stares at nothing in particular....)
MAELSTROM:....never offerin' a bit of respite. The only possible reprieve for me is in the ring as I stare across into my opponents eyes.... as an insatiable appetite for brutality salivates with anticipation....
(grins faintly)
MAELSTROM: ....measurin' yer worth...... an' if I'm fortunate, my haunts are temporarily appeased. But I'm gettin' ahead of myself now an' all this has prolly' just gone right over yer head. I don't know why I thought you'd understand..... perhaps yer moniker, "El Diablo", led me to believe ya could empathize.... that ya experienced first-hand what ya chose to name yerself. Maybe.....
(unconsciously shrugs his massive shoulders)
MAELSTROM: What does it matter anyhow eh Diablo? Afterall, a name is only what we make of it. Take mine for instance. I didn't choose it, it chose ME! And it certainly seems appropriate considerin' what happens to most who face me....
(laughs faintly)
MAELSTROM: Ya don't have to take my word for it.... afterall, there are PLENTY of people that can attest to that. But I don't think there'll be a need for all that...... once ya step into the ring with me and stare into my eyes, you'll see for yerself, that I've taken the road less traveled more often than not.... an' I've never lost my way.....
(Maelstrom nods knowingly and smiles faintly just as we ..... FADE OUT....)
[updated:LAST EDITED ON Dec-01-02 AT 08:25 PM (EST)](FADE IN..... outside somewhere, a clear blue sky is seen as a few white clouds meander across it. The GLCW logo suddenly appears on the right hand corner along with the imposing figure of the man known simply as ......)
[/center]
MAELSTROM: So know I'm to be facing ..... DEVILS?!
(smirks)
MAELSTROM: I wonder Castillo, do ya have any idea what it's like goin' through hell? Maybe that concept is lost on ya..... maybe yer idea of hell is just a watered down version. I've been down that path before.... down the road less traveled. I endure a livin' hell every time I shut my eyes..... it plays over an' over in my mind..... relentlessly reminding me of my sins.... never allowin' me to forget....
(loses himself in thought as he stares at nothing in particular....)
MAELSTROM:....never offerin' a bit of respite. The only possible reprieve for me is in the ring as I stare across into my opponents eyes.... as an insatiable appetite for brutality salivates with anticipation....
(grins faintly)
MAELSTROM: ....measurin' yer worth...... an' if I'm fortunate, my haunts are temporarily appeased. But I'm gettin' ahead of myself now an' all this has prolly' just gone right over yer head. I don't know why I thought you'd understand..... perhaps yer moniker, "El Diablo", led me to believe ya could empathize.... that ya experienced first-hand what ya chose to name yerself. Maybe.....
(unconsciously shrugs his massive shoulders)
MAELSTROM: What does it matter anyhow eh Diablo? Afterall, a name is only what we make of it. Take mine for instance. I didn't choose it, it chose ME! And it certainly seems appropriate considerin' what happens to most who face me....
(laughs faintly)
MAELSTROM: Ya don't have to take my word for it.... afterall, there are PLENTY of people that can attest to that. But I don't think there'll be a need for all that...... once ya step into the ring with me and stare into my eyes, you'll see for yerself, that I've taken the road less traveled more often than not.... an' I've never lost my way.....
(Maelstrom nods knowingly and smiles faintly just as we ..... FADE OUT....)
Diablo
League Member
- Joined
- Jan 1, 2000
- Messages
- 155
- Points
- 0
- Age
- 35
- Location
- Miami, Florida
- Website
- www.lethalwrestling.com
I've got Mael!
(FADEIN: "El Diablo" Angel Castillo, sitting upright in a chair, in his apartment, with a somewhat satisfied expression, he is dressed in a red tank top and army green cargo pants.)
Angel Castillo: Finally, this federation gives me an opponent of true fighting caliber. Someone who is important, somebody who has made a NAME for himself, the almighty, Pandorian man-mountain, MAELSTROM! (chuckles to himself) Well, I can level on you with one thing, Mael, Mr. Strom, whatever, this ringer "El Diablo" was not something I chose, but was given to me by people I've trained with before because of my aggressive, ferocious, you could say, devilish fighting style, and unfortunately, they were gringos and couldn't come up with something any more creative than "El Diablo" It just stuck. No, this name does not mean I am some tortured soul who has seen "hell" and has done battle with the hoary beast of the netherworld himself just to save myself. It does not mean I have some sort of demonic parasite that eats away at my insides day after day, giving me some great despair that causes me to CRUSH THE SPIRIT OF ALL WHO OPPOSE ME...No. Instead of some dark and creeepy past, I just have my ability.
(El Diablo takes a more serious appearance, adjusts himself, and continues in a calm tone.)
Maelstrom, I do not claim to be something of superhuman or supernatural nature. I'm just a guy, who can fight better than most. I know you are massive, you are powerful, you are a hulking mass of muscle, and right now you so much want to deal with Manson, and wring his pallid neck into oblivion, but can you take enough time from despairing over yourself and lusting after Manson and his title to keep up with me in the ring? I warn you, you may just find me a tad too...¡¡¡PICANTE!!!
(FTB)
------------------------------
"Life is what happens when you're making other plans"
-John Lennon
(FADEIN: "El Diablo" Angel Castillo, sitting upright in a chair, in his apartment, with a somewhat satisfied expression, he is dressed in a red tank top and army green cargo pants.)
Angel Castillo: Finally, this federation gives me an opponent of true fighting caliber. Someone who is important, somebody who has made a NAME for himself, the almighty, Pandorian man-mountain, MAELSTROM! (chuckles to himself) Well, I can level on you with one thing, Mael, Mr. Strom, whatever, this ringer "El Diablo" was not something I chose, but was given to me by people I've trained with before because of my aggressive, ferocious, you could say, devilish fighting style, and unfortunately, they were gringos and couldn't come up with something any more creative than "El Diablo" It just stuck. No, this name does not mean I am some tortured soul who has seen "hell" and has done battle with the hoary beast of the netherworld himself just to save myself. It does not mean I have some sort of demonic parasite that eats away at my insides day after day, giving me some great despair that causes me to CRUSH THE SPIRIT OF ALL WHO OPPOSE ME...No. Instead of some dark and creeepy past, I just have my ability.
(El Diablo takes a more serious appearance, adjusts himself, and continues in a calm tone.)
Maelstrom, I do not claim to be something of superhuman or supernatural nature. I'm just a guy, who can fight better than most. I know you are massive, you are powerful, you are a hulking mass of muscle, and right now you so much want to deal with Manson, and wring his pallid neck into oblivion, but can you take enough time from despairing over yourself and lusting after Manson and his title to keep up with me in the ring? I warn you, you may just find me a tad too...¡¡¡PICANTE!!!
(FTB)
------------------------------
"Life is what happens when you're making other plans"
-John Lennon
J
JLebron
Guest
A price for everything.....
[updated:LAST EDITED ON Dec-04-02 AT 02:14 PM (EST)](FADE IN..... from a distance to a wall with a poster on it. Instantly, our view begins to zoom forward and we see that the poster has an image of Maelstrom on it. He has a menacing appearance about him as he poses with a cocked fist right underneath the gold GLCW logo. His image on the poster almost seems to come alive when out of nowhere, we begin to hear his unmistakable voice, it sounds pre-recorded and has a mild echoed resonance to it....)
[/center]
V/O MAELSTROM: Not surprisingly, everythin' I said earlier to ya went right over yer head Castillo. Despair is for losers an' those who can't cope.... For those who ALLOW their spirits to be crushed 'gainst an opponent....
(chuckling is heard)
V/O MAELSTROM: An' that's hardly me. The images I see when I shut my eyes are just a reminder of the price I pay, each an' every night for breachin' my impasse.... somethin' which is obviously beyond yer concept or grasp for that matter. There's a price for everythin' Castillo. Yer price it would seem was leavin' yer family behind to make a "name" for yerself in this business.... a price that not long ago, seemed a bit beyond yer range. It's all good though, set-backs are inevitable. I've had my share an' would be a fool to think that I won't see any more. If ya think Manson is preoccupyin' my thoughts, then ya failed to get into my head. That pizzle's time will come when it comes and 'til then ALL my attention is focused on my current prey.
(a heavy sigh is heard)
V/O MAELSTROM: 'Nuff 'bout all that for now. After all, this isn't 'bout Manson, or impasses or even set-backs..... it's 'bout YOU an' ME! It's 'bout you strivin' to make a name for yerself..... 'bout you attemptin' to do what no one has thus far been able to do in the GLCW..... embrace my brand of reality! Yer warnings aren't heeded, nor are they necessary for that matter. Fact is, I don't want ya just a "tad" ¡¡¡PICANTE!!!.... I want ya "more" ¡¡¡PICANTE!!! than you've ever been!
(faint laughter is heard)
V/O MAELSTROM: Are ya ready to pay a hefty price Castillo? I don't give credit or discounts, an' I never offer loans...... an' if ya hafta ask how much is enuff Castillo, then ya can't afford my brand of reality........
(Maelstrom's voice echoes mockingly as we pull back on the poster and eventually..... FADE OUT....)
[updated:LAST EDITED ON Dec-04-02 AT 02:14 PM (EST)](FADE IN..... from a distance to a wall with a poster on it. Instantly, our view begins to zoom forward and we see that the poster has an image of Maelstrom on it. He has a menacing appearance about him as he poses with a cocked fist right underneath the gold GLCW logo. His image on the poster almost seems to come alive when out of nowhere, we begin to hear his unmistakable voice, it sounds pre-recorded and has a mild echoed resonance to it....)
[/center]
V/O MAELSTROM: Not surprisingly, everythin' I said earlier to ya went right over yer head Castillo. Despair is for losers an' those who can't cope.... For those who ALLOW their spirits to be crushed 'gainst an opponent....
(chuckling is heard)
V/O MAELSTROM: An' that's hardly me. The images I see when I shut my eyes are just a reminder of the price I pay, each an' every night for breachin' my impasse.... somethin' which is obviously beyond yer concept or grasp for that matter. There's a price for everythin' Castillo. Yer price it would seem was leavin' yer family behind to make a "name" for yerself in this business.... a price that not long ago, seemed a bit beyond yer range. It's all good though, set-backs are inevitable. I've had my share an' would be a fool to think that I won't see any more. If ya think Manson is preoccupyin' my thoughts, then ya failed to get into my head. That pizzle's time will come when it comes and 'til then ALL my attention is focused on my current prey.
(a heavy sigh is heard)
V/O MAELSTROM: 'Nuff 'bout all that for now. After all, this isn't 'bout Manson, or impasses or even set-backs..... it's 'bout YOU an' ME! It's 'bout you strivin' to make a name for yerself..... 'bout you attemptin' to do what no one has thus far been able to do in the GLCW..... embrace my brand of reality! Yer warnings aren't heeded, nor are they necessary for that matter. Fact is, I don't want ya just a "tad" ¡¡¡PICANTE!!!.... I want ya "more" ¡¡¡PICANTE!!! than you've ever been!
(faint laughter is heard)
V/O MAELSTROM: Are ya ready to pay a hefty price Castillo? I don't give credit or discounts, an' I never offer loans...... an' if ya hafta ask how much is enuff Castillo, then ya can't afford my brand of reality........
(Maelstrom's voice echoes mockingly as we pull back on the poster and eventually..... FADE OUT....)
J
JLebron
Guest
Weathering My Storm
[updated:LAST EDITED ON Dec-07-02 AT 04:13 PM (EST)](A black screen appears and we begin to hear the distinct sounds of rain with a faint occasional thunderclap in the background..... we then begin to FADE IN in on the image of a drenched Maelstrom standing in the rain glaring at us. The GLCW logo suddenly appears, superimposed on the screen above him as he stretches his arms outward and shakes his head disparagingly. He shuts his eyes momentarily, seemingly embracing the rain just before he glares directly at us and begins to speak........)
[/center]
MAELSTROM: Whats the matter Castillo? A bit short on words? Or maybe ya just realized the horror that yer actually gonna get what ya wished for? This is yer chance Castillo..... ya beat me an' yer name will practically have top-billing status overnite! Bit of an arrogant statement?
(shrugs his shoulders as he wipes the rain from his eyes)
MAELSTROM: Could be. Depends entirely on whether or not yer willin' to accept the facts. Regardless of how it may seem to ya though, ya have a golden opportunity ahead of ya. Ya can either appease the Vegas odds-makers an' be initiated into the more common, "Conquest Club", as are most of my victims, or, ya can gamble on the longshot an' enter the more exclusive club..... so exclusive it has no name! You'd be amongst that very rare breed of priveliged few who've successfully weathered MY storm.
(pauses as he glances upward at the rain)
MAELSTROM: It's all on you Castillo.... the storm is comin' an' it doesn't care WHO it takes.......
(Another faint thunderclap is heard as Maelstrom once again stretches his arms outward, glances upward, and embraces the approaching storm..... FADE OUT.....)
[updated:LAST EDITED ON Dec-07-02 AT 04:13 PM (EST)](A black screen appears and we begin to hear the distinct sounds of rain with a faint occasional thunderclap in the background..... we then begin to FADE IN in on the image of a drenched Maelstrom standing in the rain glaring at us. The GLCW logo suddenly appears, superimposed on the screen above him as he stretches his arms outward and shakes his head disparagingly. He shuts his eyes momentarily, seemingly embracing the rain just before he glares directly at us and begins to speak........)
[/center]
MAELSTROM: Whats the matter Castillo? A bit short on words? Or maybe ya just realized the horror that yer actually gonna get what ya wished for? This is yer chance Castillo..... ya beat me an' yer name will practically have top-billing status overnite! Bit of an arrogant statement?
(shrugs his shoulders as he wipes the rain from his eyes)
MAELSTROM: Could be. Depends entirely on whether or not yer willin' to accept the facts. Regardless of how it may seem to ya though, ya have a golden opportunity ahead of ya. Ya can either appease the Vegas odds-makers an' be initiated into the more common, "Conquest Club", as are most of my victims, or, ya can gamble on the longshot an' enter the more exclusive club..... so exclusive it has no name! You'd be amongst that very rare breed of priveliged few who've successfully weathered MY storm.
(pauses as he glances upward at the rain)
MAELSTROM: It's all on you Castillo.... the storm is comin' an' it doesn't care WHO it takes.......
(Another faint thunderclap is heard as Maelstrom once again stretches his arms outward, glances upward, and embraces the approaching storm..... FADE OUT.....)
TheOriginalSE
Moderator
- Joined
- Jan 1, 2000
- Messages
- 2,379
- Points
- 36
- Age
- 40
- Location
- San Francisco, CA
- Website
- newera.fwrestling.com
Tropical Warning Maelstrom?
((FADEIN: 'Simply Sensational' standing in front of a GLCW banner.))
EDMUNDS: "As time moves on, apparently some things never do.. Maelstrom still preaching about breaching impasses and whatnot. While I may not have (smiles) breached my impasse, Maelstrom, it still comforts me at night to know that you're still trying to sucker more and more poor souls into believing that there's something at the end of your rainbow. And while Diablo might not even make it halfway, the fact is, he doesn't need to. Because all there is at the end is just a waning Tropical storm... pretty soon ready to diseappear off the radar... into reality."
((FADEOUT))
((FADEIN: 'Simply Sensational' standing in front of a GLCW banner.))
EDMUNDS: "As time moves on, apparently some things never do.. Maelstrom still preaching about breaching impasses and whatnot. While I may not have (smiles) breached my impasse, Maelstrom, it still comforts me at night to know that you're still trying to sucker more and more poor souls into believing that there's something at the end of your rainbow. And while Diablo might not even make it halfway, the fact is, he doesn't need to. Because all there is at the end is just a waning Tropical storm... pretty soon ready to diseappear off the radar... into reality."
((FADEOUT))
J
JLebron
Guest
Enforcing reality
[updated:LAST EDITED ON Dec-07-02 AT 04:38 PM (EST)](FADE IN.... an impromptu appearance as we look upon the face of the man known simply as ......)
[/center]
MAELSTROM: Edmunds, if that's the case.... if its just like ya said, that all there is to the impasse is a waning tropical storm? Then all I have is one simple question for ya......
(grins)
MAELSTROM: Since I apparently suckered YOU into nothin' more than a simple "waning storm", one that disappears off the radar an' into reality..... then what does that say 'bout YOU who couldn't weather such a waning storm?
(begins laughing faintly)
MAELSTROM: Ya surprise me Edmunds, don't know whether it's ignorance or sour grapes that makes ya spew yer rhetoric. Whatever the case, it's typical comin' from a member of the "Conquest Club".
(shakes head disparagingly)
MAELSTROM: Ya know, a storm never really disappears..... it simply calms down and lays dormant for a while after satisfyin' it's ravenous appetite, only to reappear yet again somewhere else when it hungers, to enforce with authority, it's own brand of reality......
(FADE OUT.....)
[updated:LAST EDITED ON Dec-07-02 AT 04:38 PM (EST)](FADE IN.... an impromptu appearance as we look upon the face of the man known simply as ......)
[/center]
MAELSTROM: Edmunds, if that's the case.... if its just like ya said, that all there is to the impasse is a waning tropical storm? Then all I have is one simple question for ya......
(grins)
MAELSTROM: Since I apparently suckered YOU into nothin' more than a simple "waning storm", one that disappears off the radar an' into reality..... then what does that say 'bout YOU who couldn't weather such a waning storm?
(begins laughing faintly)
MAELSTROM: Ya surprise me Edmunds, don't know whether it's ignorance or sour grapes that makes ya spew yer rhetoric. Whatever the case, it's typical comin' from a member of the "Conquest Club".
(shakes head disparagingly)
MAELSTROM: Ya know, a storm never really disappears..... it simply calms down and lays dormant for a while after satisfyin' it's ravenous appetite, only to reappear yet again somewhere else when it hungers, to enforce with authority, it's own brand of reality......
(FADE OUT.....)
TheOriginalSE
Moderator
- Joined
- Jan 1, 2000
- Messages
- 2,379
- Points
- 36
- Age
- 40
- Location
- San Francisco, CA
- Website
- newera.fwrestling.com
Dormant...
((FADEIN: Edmunds.))
EDMUNDS: "I didn't weather the storm because I wasn't ready to weather the storm. There was too much go into that match, and hey, what do ya know, I didn't get the job done. But time flies when you're having ... well, when you're doing nothing... and I had a lot of time to sit back and watch that match over again. You can say that I almost breached my impasse, Mael.. but the fact is, breaching this impasse of yours doesn't concern me one bit. You can call it ignorance, you can call it talk coming from your "Conquest Club" but the fact of the matter is that no matter what you call it, the simple truth is that our first encounter was only the beginning."
((Edmunds walks away and turns around.))
EDMUNDS: "A storm might never disappear.. but it can lay dormant for years. I see you lying dormant very soon, Mael. And no matter how much you can reappear, you'll never have the same force that you had before. I'm feeling a little hungry, Maelstrom.. perhaps my appetite is getting a little bigger... yes, a little bigger indeed."
((FADEOUT))
((FADEIN: Edmunds.))
EDMUNDS: "I didn't weather the storm because I wasn't ready to weather the storm. There was too much go into that match, and hey, what do ya know, I didn't get the job done. But time flies when you're having ... well, when you're doing nothing... and I had a lot of time to sit back and watch that match over again. You can say that I almost breached my impasse, Mael.. but the fact is, breaching this impasse of yours doesn't concern me one bit. You can call it ignorance, you can call it talk coming from your "Conquest Club" but the fact of the matter is that no matter what you call it, the simple truth is that our first encounter was only the beginning."
((Edmunds walks away and turns around.))
EDMUNDS: "A storm might never disappear.. but it can lay dormant for years. I see you lying dormant very soon, Mael. And no matter how much you can reappear, you'll never have the same force that you had before. I'm feeling a little hungry, Maelstrom.. perhaps my appetite is getting a little bigger... yes, a little bigger indeed."
((FADEOUT))
J
JLebron
Guest
Insatiable
[updated:LAST EDITED ON Dec-07-02 AT 05:03 PM (EST)](FADE BACK IN.... to what seems like only moments ago, at the smiling face of the man the GLCW has come to refer to simply as ......)
[/center]
MAELSTROM: The beginning..... the end..... the middle..... it's all the same to me Edmunds. Ya can go an' make the mistake of "thinking" that my force is not as potent as before.... that everyone 'round me is changin'..... improvin'.... save for me that is!
(grins wider and winks)
MAELSTROM: Ya wanna dismiss the truth an' stroke yer insecure ego? Well that's entirely up to you. Why is it then that ya choose to garnish MY spotlight eh? Don't ya have yer own opponent to cut promos 'gainst? Or is it simply that this "waning storm" still affords ya the exposure ya so desperately seek? (shakes head) It's all good Edmunds..... it's all good. Brin' it back on if ya want to, ya see, yer appetite may be just a "little" bit bigger as ya say.... but mine.....
(starts chuckling)
MAELSTROM: Mine is insatiable......
(A large grin emerges on Maelstrom's face as we...... FADE OUT....)
[updated:LAST EDITED ON Dec-07-02 AT 05:03 PM (EST)](FADE BACK IN.... to what seems like only moments ago, at the smiling face of the man the GLCW has come to refer to simply as ......)
[/center]
MAELSTROM: The beginning..... the end..... the middle..... it's all the same to me Edmunds. Ya can go an' make the mistake of "thinking" that my force is not as potent as before.... that everyone 'round me is changin'..... improvin'.... save for me that is!
(grins wider and winks)
MAELSTROM: Ya wanna dismiss the truth an' stroke yer insecure ego? Well that's entirely up to you. Why is it then that ya choose to garnish MY spotlight eh? Don't ya have yer own opponent to cut promos 'gainst? Or is it simply that this "waning storm" still affords ya the exposure ya so desperately seek? (shakes head) It's all good Edmunds..... it's all good. Brin' it back on if ya want to, ya see, yer appetite may be just a "little" bit bigger as ya say.... but mine.....
(starts chuckling)
MAELSTROM: Mine is insatiable......
(A large grin emerges on Maelstrom's face as we...... FADE OUT....)
Diablo
League Member
- Joined
- Jan 1, 2000
- Messages
- 155
- Points
- 0
- Age
- 35
- Location
- Miami, Florida
- Website
- www.lethalwrestling.com
Ravenous, ravenous, ravenous
[updated:LAST EDITED ON Dec-07-02 AT 07:55 PM (EST)](FADEIN: Angel Castillo standing outside his apartment building leaning against the stairway railing at the entrance.)
Angel Castillo: You know, Maelstrom, this is where you an me differ. I don't really like to talk unless I deem it necessary. But you, you go ahead and just decide to waste a few more minutes on the air waves just to hear yourself talk, all because I decided not to address your concerns immediately...
(El Diablo sweeps his dark locks out of his face with a nonchalant gesture, and continues with a smirk.)
You think I am scared? You HONESTLY think "El Diablo" Angel Castillo, the generallisimo of the Latin explosion and hispanic heart-throb to millions of women, am scared of you, Maelstrom? HAH! You want to know the truth why I didn't bother to speak in a while? I was the exact opposite of scared. In fact, I was so NOT preoccupied with the thought of you, you completely slipped my mind. Any thought that may have gone that had you in it may have been how humiliated you will be when you realize that you were beaten by a man of only now lesser fame and importance, and of lesser size. But now I am sort of angry that since I turned my back for a while, I see "Simply Insipid" Sean Edmunds decides to meddle in our affairs. Edmunds, I guess I respect you a bit more than Maelstrom, but your time to come and deal with him, just like Manson's, will come. Right now, only I have the right to face him. Maelstrom, before you and Edmunds went off on your little tangent, you asked me to be as PICANTE as I possibly could. Let me ask you, are you ready for me to be at my MAXIMUM picantidad? I am not just spicy like the chili pepper, or any sort of generic tabasco sauce, but my, metaphorically speaking, "flavor" is of a kind not easily handled by the palette of an ordinary man. Beware, Maelstrom, as I will be as picante as I can be, and only because you have asked me to. So do not beg for release from the burning fire that I will create in your soul when the time comes...It is a flame not easily extinguished...a thirst not easily quenched.
(FTB)
------------------------------
"Life is what happens when you're making other plans"
-John Lennon
[updated:LAST EDITED ON Dec-07-02 AT 07:55 PM (EST)](FADEIN: Angel Castillo standing outside his apartment building leaning against the stairway railing at the entrance.)
Angel Castillo: You know, Maelstrom, this is where you an me differ. I don't really like to talk unless I deem it necessary. But you, you go ahead and just decide to waste a few more minutes on the air waves just to hear yourself talk, all because I decided not to address your concerns immediately...
(El Diablo sweeps his dark locks out of his face with a nonchalant gesture, and continues with a smirk.)
You think I am scared? You HONESTLY think "El Diablo" Angel Castillo, the generallisimo of the Latin explosion and hispanic heart-throb to millions of women, am scared of you, Maelstrom? HAH! You want to know the truth why I didn't bother to speak in a while? I was the exact opposite of scared. In fact, I was so NOT preoccupied with the thought of you, you completely slipped my mind. Any thought that may have gone that had you in it may have been how humiliated you will be when you realize that you were beaten by a man of only now lesser fame and importance, and of lesser size. But now I am sort of angry that since I turned my back for a while, I see "Simply Insipid" Sean Edmunds decides to meddle in our affairs. Edmunds, I guess I respect you a bit more than Maelstrom, but your time to come and deal with him, just like Manson's, will come. Right now, only I have the right to face him. Maelstrom, before you and Edmunds went off on your little tangent, you asked me to be as PICANTE as I possibly could. Let me ask you, are you ready for me to be at my MAXIMUM picantidad? I am not just spicy like the chili pepper, or any sort of generic tabasco sauce, but my, metaphorically speaking, "flavor" is of a kind not easily handled by the palette of an ordinary man. Beware, Maelstrom, as I will be as picante as I can be, and only because you have asked me to. So do not beg for release from the burning fire that I will create in your soul when the time comes...It is a flame not easily extinguished...a thirst not easily quenched.
(FTB)
------------------------------
"Life is what happens when you're making other plans"
-John Lennon
J
JLebron
Guest
A thirst easily quenched.......
[updated:LAST EDITED ON Dec-07-02 AT 09:10 PM (EST)](FADE IN..... to a pool of water, it's surface ripples as water cascades down from an unknown source. As the ripples fade, we see a reflection slowly emerging on the water's surface..... the reflection of a man drinking from that pool with a black GLCW logo wavering over his head.... the reflection of the man we know simply as........)
[/center]
MAELSTROM: So now I go from bein' a "worthy" opponent to a mere after-thought?
(glares at us stoically as he takes a few more handfuls of water)
MAELSTROM: What's wrong Castillo? Does my relentless pace.... B-O-T-H-E-R you? I mean ya seemed so uptight there that now ya'd have us all marvel at yer talents as a prophet? Or were ya merely "fantasizing" outloud when ya ranted 'bout humiliatin' and beatin' me? Seems to me the ONLY thin' PICANTE 'bout ya so far is the waggin' of yer tongue. Ya wanna know how I'm gonna prepare for yer.....
(rolls his eyes in a mock expression)
MAELSTROM: "Maximum Picantidad"?
(takes another sip of water)
MAELSTROM: Well, a nice "cool" drink of water is usually a good start. (chuckles) But seriously, has it ever dawned on ya that you will NOT be the "hottest" source of energy when we meet? That yer flame may NOT burn as bright as mine? That maybe... JUST MAYBE, I'll be the one that's too PICANTE for YOU to handle?
(grins faintly)
MAELSTROM: As ya can see, my thirst is easily quenched.... my appetite however..... that insatiable desire for brutality, (grins) well now, that's an entirely different story Castillo.....
(Maelstrom winks and continues to drink from the pool of water until a drop falls and the image ripples just before it ..... FADES OUT...)
[updated:LAST EDITED ON Dec-07-02 AT 09:10 PM (EST)](FADE IN..... to a pool of water, it's surface ripples as water cascades down from an unknown source. As the ripples fade, we see a reflection slowly emerging on the water's surface..... the reflection of a man drinking from that pool with a black GLCW logo wavering over his head.... the reflection of the man we know simply as........)
[/center]
MAELSTROM: So now I go from bein' a "worthy" opponent to a mere after-thought?
(glares at us stoically as he takes a few more handfuls of water)
MAELSTROM: What's wrong Castillo? Does my relentless pace.... B-O-T-H-E-R you? I mean ya seemed so uptight there that now ya'd have us all marvel at yer talents as a prophet? Or were ya merely "fantasizing" outloud when ya ranted 'bout humiliatin' and beatin' me? Seems to me the ONLY thin' PICANTE 'bout ya so far is the waggin' of yer tongue. Ya wanna know how I'm gonna prepare for yer.....
(rolls his eyes in a mock expression)
MAELSTROM: "Maximum Picantidad"?
(takes another sip of water)
MAELSTROM: Well, a nice "cool" drink of water is usually a good start. (chuckles) But seriously, has it ever dawned on ya that you will NOT be the "hottest" source of energy when we meet? That yer flame may NOT burn as bright as mine? That maybe... JUST MAYBE, I'll be the one that's too PICANTE for YOU to handle?
(grins faintly)
MAELSTROM: As ya can see, my thirst is easily quenched.... my appetite however..... that insatiable desire for brutality, (grins) well now, that's an entirely different story Castillo.....
(Maelstrom winks and continues to drink from the pool of water until a drop falls and the image ripples just before it ..... FADES OUT...)