Yeah Powers, get behind us b****!
[updated:LAST EDITED ON Jan-11-03 AT 05:16 PM (EST)]*FADE IN...
Mister David Black: (Watching a television moniter showing the footage of Kevin Powers and Zero's most recent war of words. He waves his cohorts Mister Jevon White and his girlfriend, their manager Miss Lillian Watts over) "Hey Jevon, Lillian come check this s**t out."
(They walk over to the moniter and watch the promos taking place. They laugh and make fun of the two figures as the tape plays through.)
Mister Jevon White: "Check this out. We've got old man Kevin...'GOOD GOD, I still can't believe I'm wrestling'...Powers and Nate...(Singing) 'despite all my rage, I'm still a southern fox ZERO in a cage'...Logan! I would change the channel except this is too F**kin funny to pass up." Althought you have to give them a little credit, they're short and to the point. I guess some people could take some pointers off this...*COUGH* HellFighter *COUGH*!"
(Mr. Black does a mock out impression of an old man in the form of Kevin Powers choking and gasping for air. Black is using the universial sign for choking. White and Lillian surround him slapping his back and such checking to see if he is okay.)
Lillian: "What's wrong Dave...er I mean...Kevin? You can't reach your beer? (Black shakes his head no.) Your swallowed one of Fairhurst's pubic hairs? (Black pauses for a moment trying not to laugh, but then shakes his head no.) Oh I know, you just found out how bad your career sucks and it's choking you to death. (Black shakes his head yes as Lillian.) WOW, just think Kevin, you're a bigger choke artist than HellFighter is. Who would of thought?"
(They both turn their attention to Jevon who is holding an electric Razor and rubbing it forcefully on the inside of his wrist.)
Lillian: "What's wrong Jevon...er I mean Nate? (She pauses while he still rubs the electric razon his his wrist.) You're Kurt Cobain trying to kill yourself with an electric razor? (White shakes his head no) You're Nate Logan trying to kill yourself with an electric razor because the psychiatric ward won't let you have sharp objects in your room? (White nods his head yes but waves his hand at Lillian trying to tell her to keep going with the guessing.) You found out that you winning your title was nothing more but a pity party so you'll shut up and leave Chad Dupree alone. You're whole title reign is nothing more than a huge joke that will only last for one or two more weeks until we kick your ass." (White nods his head yes at Lillian.)
Mr Black: "That was almost as much fun as listening to these totally useless promos. What would the GXW do without us?"
Mr White: "Fade off into the forgotten pages of pro wrestling history never to be heard from again?"
Black: "To say the least."
White: "Who the f**k cares about something called a 'franchise' title? That's the best way to say, 'hi, I'm a useless washed up has been who can't do anything else so they gave me this franchise title to make me feel important.' I think the GXW should finally stick somebody out to pasture and put him out of his misery once and for all...BROTHER...WOO!"
Black: "That sounds familer."
White: "So what."
Lillian: "You have to admit one thing. Zero was right about one thing when he told Powers to get in line. Think about it guys, look who's the next in line for Zero's title? Us! Zero is the one who made it all possible. He calls it two goons for the price of one. I call it stupidity at it's finest. Zero made the open challenge, we accepted. He not only put the title on the line but made it a handicap match. The f**ker thinks that he can take out the most graphically colorful tag team in sports entertainment all by himself? Intelligence is not one of Zero's strenghs, and it will be his downfall. We're gonna be gods. We're gonna be bad. We're gonna be naughty as we wanna be. It's gonna be so much fun. I can't wait."
White: "I can't wait."
Black: "I can't wait. Let the Monsta Boyz have their World Unified Tag Team title reign, while we'll be going for something so much bigger, and we won't be a fluke champion like Zero. We will have earned it without playing any backstage politics games. I mean, we don't have people like Zieba and Dupree in our back pockets. They both hate our guts. We'll be be the kings and we'll play our own game by our own rules which doesn't involve sucking off front office execs. This is our time."
White: "So Powers, just give it up and retire. You're done and over with. Pull the plug on your career and push up some daisies for the real stars of the GXW."
Black: "Zero, make way because the real threat for your 15 minutes of fame is coming your way. Tick tock, tick tock, you're time is running out b****. The soon to be GXW Undisputed World Heavyweight champion of the world is coming for you. We will claim our spot as the gods of the universe. Choke on that in the two Zero Zero three!"
Lillian: "And with that said, we fade to music."
(They all pause for a moment and then Black and White cut into some mini song que number.)
Black and White: (singing) "Who's house!?"
Lillian: (singing) "Run's house!"
Black and White: "Who's house!?"
Lillian: "Say what!?"
Black and White: "Run's house!"
Black, White, and Lillian: "Martin...Martin...Martin!"
(They all three stop in a mid song note, Lillian looks at them, they nod and then they look at the camera casually nodding their heads in agreement. Lillian speaks up.)
Lillian: "Okay that's enough for the goddamn view askew bull s**t. Stick a fork in us. We're done. Time to make like a fetus and head out. Fade to black."
(Lillian makes the cut motion across her throat signifying to end the promo. The camera fades out to black.)
*FADE TO BLACK*