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Posted by Death on June 4, 2004, 7:58 pm Death: I'm just sitting here, waiting for the show to begin. Earlier, well, more like a few minutes ago I was out in the ring talking about my match with Ric Thunder. Some might say I'm boring, but hey, I get to the point. I don't do a movie script and not even mention the match at all. No, I'm not at all like Ric Thunder. While he is out doing stupid shit like that, I've been focused. I will not, I SHALL NOT, lose my belt to this punk. He thinks he knows everything but in reality he knows very little about me. Very f*cking little. Instead, he wants to talk to a damn monkey and pretend its me. He thinks my iq is very low. HA! It is him who is not that smart. I mean, what man wants to face Death? Hardcore Helms tried and look were he is at? Ecko tried for a second time and was smashed to bits. Now Mr Thunder wants a crack at it for what reason? Does he wants to be smashed into a billion pieces? Does he wants his bones broken? I think he does folks. I really think he has a death wish. Death suddenly stands up and walks over to the camera man. Death: Yes, I can hear it now folks. Entering the ring, from Detroit Michigan..he is the World Heavyweight Champion..DEATH!!! The fans will cheer so loud, the stadium will rock. They will chant my name as I get into that ring and hold up the World title. Then Ric, will come out, and crawl into the ring, hoping he can make it out alive. The bell will ring and the match shall start. Poor poor Ric...he hasn't a pray after that bell rings. He can try to dodge and hit, but he will get caught. And then the pain shall begin. Ric Thunder, tonight is the night you learn your lesson. Do NOT mess with me. A lesson that you shall live the rest of your life. Death hates morons and losers who think they are better than him. Hold on, I'm talking third person again. DAMN !! Anyway, Ric, tonight is the night you lose once again. You lost last week, and dispite what you think in that small brain of yours, you shall lose this week as well. Its your fate when you face me. Nothing can save you...NOTHING!! Death reins supreme...and he shall do so tonight. HAHAHAHAH!!!!! Death: I sense the start is near..so I must go. Thanks for your time camera man. Death picks up his World title and quickly leaves the room.
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Death is in his locker room, sitting in his big easy chair. A camera man is already in there ready to film him.
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