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Date Posted: 01:52:11 01/03/03 Fri
Author: TJ Raven
Subject: Rainy days are happy

*The scene could open anywhere, but it doesn't it opens here. Where is here? It's a quaint little scene, the hot desert sun is shielded on this day, it's actually raining. People scatter obviously not knowing what the hell is falling on their heads. Admid the chaos of life on the streets of this small market place sits TJ Raven. Shrouded in nomadic robes and smoking a cigarette, probably a Camel, but that's purely speculation. As the camera moves in closer TJ begins to speak seemingly to himself.



TJ: It seems I have gained the attention of some of the grapplers here in the CWF. Good. But not all of it has been good attention. I have one man quoting Edgar Allen Poe, or a version of Edgar I should say, and another trying to force me to watch home movie porn. He asks me is Hardcore Porn the best I can do for name calling? Well actually it probably is. You see Khan, I learned long ago that trash talking can only get you so far, if you actually want to make an impact it must be done in the ring. Well when Glory comes, talk time will be done, all the silly "oh look at me I have sex with cheap whores" will be pointless. It will be time to step into the pages of history and accept your fate. Are you ready for your fate Khan? Can you comprehend what is coming for you? It's strange that you use the name Hardcore, do you have the slightest idea what hardcore is? Have you ever truly had a match that set you up in a hospital bed for months? Have you ever set your oppenant on fire and watched their mangled body burn in a mesh of barbed wire? I have. And undoubtedly I will again. How about fed your oppenant to man-eating sharks, or just whacked a moron who can't spell with a dictionary? I have, and oh so much more, but that's not important at the moment. We can sit here and trade achievements and hardcore stories all night long. I say forget the past live for the now. And make sure you make all of your living count because after Glory you might not have a lot of living left in you, other than eating through a straw.

*TJ takes a deep breath before throwing his spent cigarette to the ground and quickly lighting another. As the smoke comes from TJ's nose and from behind his teeth he once again begins to speak.*

TJ: And now we move on to Diamond Brett. I heard your whole schtick of ripping off Edgar Allen Poe, and trying to sound bad ass. He hit me with a chair. Boo Hoo. Lemme tell ya something son. It takes a helluva lot more than a chair to put me down. You think you got what it takes to put me down for a 3? Well I highly doubt it, but hey maybe I'm wrong, maybe I'll be sitting there staring at the lights when you put my shoulders to the match. Not bloody likely though. Now I could sit here and talk shit all day long about You Brett, and even about Hardcore Khan but what good does that do? None. So lemme just close this out with a joke.


*TJ clears his throat*


TJ: What did Hardcore Khan and Diamond Brett Healey say after their match with me?

*TJ looks around waiting for an answer*

TJ: Any guesses?

*More silence*

Okay no guesses. the answer is; NOTHING, CAUSE THEY WERE DEAD!!!!! HAHAHAHAHA!!!

*The scene remains still until TJ flicks yet another spent cigarette to the ground*

TJ: Oh and to Kevin Williams, just show up man, ain't no one gonna leave you high and dry like some others have. Let's take these boys to school and teach them the true evils of their ways. Hardcore & Brett in just a few short days you 2 learn the true meaning of HARDCORE!!!

*The scene begins to fade as TJ gets to his feet and lights yet another cigarette as he walks out of view*


*Fin*


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