07-18-2013, 06:54 AM
Andrew is walking out of his hotel dressed in black shorts and white muscle shirt, carrying a duffle bag, he takes five steps onto the sidewalk and looks like he realized he forgot something.
"Gor blimey."
He turns around, and nearly hits an elderly lady.
"Excuse me ma'am."
He stands to the side and lets the woman walk by before making his way back into the hotel. Today a middle aged man stands behind the counter, he nods to Andrew as he shuffles by him and turns down the hallway, right into the microphone of Steven Sayors.
"God damn, you bloody twit."
He holds his head as Sayors apologizes.
"S..... Sorry Mr. Aldway, we were just looking for you."
Andrew looks at him annoyed.
"I thought you might have something to say today after watching Luca's promo on The Connection yesterday, or maybe you had more to say about The Incredible People, you did see the Luca promo, didn't you?"
Andrew rips the microphone from Steven's hand and looks at him menacingly.
"Of course I saw it you bloody imbecile, and I'll talk about the idiotic Incredibly boring people later, but for now I'm going to send you away like Luca did, so on your way git."
Steven puts his head down and walks out of view, dejectedly, as Andrew refocuses himself on the camera.
"OK Luca, seems to me like you have taken it upon yourself to belittle the whole Connection in a pathetic attempt to go after Nightmare. Maybe before you start running your overbearing mouth you should get your story straight chap, particularly about yours truly."
He stops and runs his hand through his hair, as if he has been thinking what Luca said all night and it was really eating at him.
"Starting off with your first whimsical delight, British bag boy, ironic coming from someone who actually has been a bag boy, but I must admit I feel slightly bad for you because of it so I can let that slide. Moving on, you enjoyed everyone pointing out your obvious plan of laying down for Madison, then pointing out that you already said that so they're just repeating what you say, so I found it comical when you did the same thing to me. I told you I've never beat anyone relevant, so what did you turn around and do? Exactly what you ridiculed everyone else for, you repeat me, an apparent bottom feeder, well done old chap."
He claps slowly to the camera.
"What exactly does that make you? RIDDLE ME THAT MR. ARZEGOTTI!"
Andrew stops to recompose himself.
"And please, tell me when I told you I was going to kick your ass? Please tell me when, was it when I told you I'd break your nose? Because I hope you realize those are two different things, I know it's hard to comprehend considering your nose and Madison's ass are one in the same thing, but believe me that's most certainly not what I said. "
Andrew wipes the sweat beginning to bead on his forehead.
"You see Luca if The Connection were truly as pathetic as you claim you shouldn't bring yourself down to our apparently lower level. I don't see you talking as much shit to anyone but people you perceive as a threat to your king's pathetic crown, like Duke, Federer or Gilmour."
Andrew stops and taps his chin.
"So that must mean, you perceive us as a threat, well let me tell you something Luca, you should, because despite all your false bravado you saw it at Leap of Faith and so did everyone else, The Black Circle's days are numbered, it doesn't matter who decides to join your small group of misfits, for every new person who joins you make ten enemies. Now you may think that's nothing new, but what are you going to do Luca when your king loses his crown? Are you still going to follow him around like a lost puppy? Maybe these are questions you need to start asking yourself Luca, instead of worrying yourself about myself and my confidants not involved in your match. But I digress, I have to go, I'm actually going to go train for my match, rather than sit here and talk about some over rated cunt who throws names around like he thinks he's king shit, when he's really just the court jester."
Andrew drops the microphone and walks from the camera view for a moment before quickly popping back into view.
"Oh almost forgot, Cheerio chap, hope you break a bloody leg out there mate. God save the Queen. I hope you all enjoy the stereotype because you may see him again before Monday night, since I'm so stereotypical, make sure you watch out for that too Mr. Lennox, I'm far from done with you or your boy scouts yet, just had to attend to a more interesting, relevant matter. Well can't dilly dally any longer good day gentlemen."
He tips an imaginary hat to the camera and exits camera view and continues walking down the hallway laughing to himself as the screen turns black.
"Gor blimey."
He turns around, and nearly hits an elderly lady.
"Excuse me ma'am."
He stands to the side and lets the woman walk by before making his way back into the hotel. Today a middle aged man stands behind the counter, he nods to Andrew as he shuffles by him and turns down the hallway, right into the microphone of Steven Sayors.
"God damn, you bloody twit."
He holds his head as Sayors apologizes.
"S..... Sorry Mr. Aldway, we were just looking for you."
Andrew looks at him annoyed.
"I thought you might have something to say today after watching Luca's promo on The Connection yesterday, or maybe you had more to say about The Incredible People, you did see the Luca promo, didn't you?"
Andrew rips the microphone from Steven's hand and looks at him menacingly.
"Of course I saw it you bloody imbecile, and I'll talk about the idiotic Incredibly boring people later, but for now I'm going to send you away like Luca did, so on your way git."
Steven puts his head down and walks out of view, dejectedly, as Andrew refocuses himself on the camera.
"OK Luca, seems to me like you have taken it upon yourself to belittle the whole Connection in a pathetic attempt to go after Nightmare. Maybe before you start running your overbearing mouth you should get your story straight chap, particularly about yours truly."
He stops and runs his hand through his hair, as if he has been thinking what Luca said all night and it was really eating at him.
"Starting off with your first whimsical delight, British bag boy, ironic coming from someone who actually has been a bag boy, but I must admit I feel slightly bad for you because of it so I can let that slide. Moving on, you enjoyed everyone pointing out your obvious plan of laying down for Madison, then pointing out that you already said that so they're just repeating what you say, so I found it comical when you did the same thing to me. I told you I've never beat anyone relevant, so what did you turn around and do? Exactly what you ridiculed everyone else for, you repeat me, an apparent bottom feeder, well done old chap."
He claps slowly to the camera.
"What exactly does that make you? RIDDLE ME THAT MR. ARZEGOTTI!"
Andrew stops to recompose himself.
"And please, tell me when I told you I was going to kick your ass? Please tell me when, was it when I told you I'd break your nose? Because I hope you realize those are two different things, I know it's hard to comprehend considering your nose and Madison's ass are one in the same thing, but believe me that's most certainly not what I said. "
Andrew wipes the sweat beginning to bead on his forehead.
"You see Luca if The Connection were truly as pathetic as you claim you shouldn't bring yourself down to our apparently lower level. I don't see you talking as much shit to anyone but people you perceive as a threat to your king's pathetic crown, like Duke, Federer or Gilmour."
Andrew stops and taps his chin.
"So that must mean, you perceive us as a threat, well let me tell you something Luca, you should, because despite all your false bravado you saw it at Leap of Faith and so did everyone else, The Black Circle's days are numbered, it doesn't matter who decides to join your small group of misfits, for every new person who joins you make ten enemies. Now you may think that's nothing new, but what are you going to do Luca when your king loses his crown? Are you still going to follow him around like a lost puppy? Maybe these are questions you need to start asking yourself Luca, instead of worrying yourself about myself and my confidants not involved in your match. But I digress, I have to go, I'm actually going to go train for my match, rather than sit here and talk about some over rated cunt who throws names around like he thinks he's king shit, when he's really just the court jester."
Andrew drops the microphone and walks from the camera view for a moment before quickly popping back into view.
"Oh almost forgot, Cheerio chap, hope you break a bloody leg out there mate. God save the Queen. I hope you all enjoy the stereotype because you may see him again before Monday night, since I'm so stereotypical, make sure you watch out for that too Mr. Lennox, I'm far from done with you or your boy scouts yet, just had to attend to a more interesting, relevant matter. Well can't dilly dally any longer good day gentlemen."
He tips an imaginary hat to the camera and exits camera view and continues walking down the hallway laughing to himself as the screen turns black.