Big Nasty Draws Closer
'The Game' : Haha... WOOO! Kick his ass Reyio.. oh yeah triple bonus!
'Hair Lady' : Hey uh Hunter... Whatcha playing? Aren't you a little old for a Game Boy?
'The Game' : Hell no... Not with this game... It's the best in the damn world... It's by God Reyio!
'Hair Lady' : Hah, uhm, what's Reyio? I've never really heard of it honestly...
'The Game' : WHAT? Are you kidding me?! This is the best game known to man! Just go look at the box over there on the desk.
Jan stops taping and leans over on the desk, to see a 'Reyio' cover..
As his wrists are taped, he looks down to the ground to see a huge shadow lurking over him. Triple H's eyes widen as he slowly looks up to see a massive chest.. Trips continues to look up, till he sees blonde curly hair, with a bandana tied behind it... It's Big Nasty, Sid Vicious.
'The Game' : Sid... Sid... You're not supposed to be here tonight? Or are you?
Sid simply lets out a sick, menacing laugh at Triple H and peers down in to his eyes.
'Big Nasty' : Oh, Oooh MY GAWD, Triple H... Hunter... You've known me long enough... You should know by now, wherever I am, is wherever I'm SUPPOSED TO BE!
'The Game' : Either you're pissed off, or you have one hell of a case of hemroids. Nice to have you along though my friend... I was just testing out something... This damn video game... Reyio... Those boys in the production office do anything to keep me happy... Hell Reyio's a hell of alot better than that other jerkoff.. What's his name again.. Mario or something?
Sid scratches his head in confusion.
'Big Nasty' : Uh... Huh?
'The Game' : haha, Jan show him the cover.
Jan gets the cover of the game and shows it to Sid. Sid looks down it and sort of chuckles to himself. Sid then looks back up to H and smiles.
'Big Nasty' : My my my, quite interesting, but I ask you Hunter, is there a version for PS2? These square little grahpics just don't look right.
'The Game' : Uh Sid, that's not the graphics, that's Rey's picture. SOMEONE's been on the morphene for a little too long with that broken leg, huh Sidney?
'Big Nasty' : Shut the hell up H..
Triple H and Sid both let out a laugh to each other when Jan interupts them.
'Hair Lady' : I hate to interupt Triple H but do you mind if I finish taping up your wrist?
'The Game' : Yeah, yeah Jan, I actually DO mind if you tape up my wrists. Did you not see, that greatness was having a conversation?
'Hair Lady' : Um, no? I just saw you and Sid having a...
'The Game' : Ahhh shut the hell up and get out of here!
'Hair Lady' : But Hunter, what about your..
'The Game' : What, my wrists? I don't give a damn about my wrists, they can stay un-taped, whatever, just step! NOW!
Jan gets somewhat freightened of the screaming Triple H and backs off. Trips laughs to himself and looks back up to Sid.
'Big Nasty' : Heh! What's her problem, can't she see we're playing games?
'The Game' : Dumb bitch... NO ONE, interupts a man and his Reyio... But really... Enlighten me , Sidney....What exactly are you doing here, besides the fact you wanna be here..?
'Big Nasty' : Well...ya know my leg is gettin' better and all and well Austin is gonna be here right?
'The Game' : Yeah, he'll be here... But to hell with Austin, I have bigger things on my mind.. You however, I think you should have all the fun your heart desires with him.. Go on Sidney, get a few shots in.. No harm in it.
'Big Nasty' : You have bigger things? Man what was the outcome at Mania? Didn't Austin beat you? And you say you have bigger things man you can keep your hands off that fat ass for a while and help me with the piece of shit already!
'The Game' : Now why the hell would I wanna do that, Sid? AND STEPHANIE IS NOT FAT! ... Just pleasantly plump. But that's not the task at hand, no Sid... screwing Steph's brains out isn't exactly what'd you call my goal right now.. I'll get plenty of that later tonight, the goal at hand is to seek, information... Information on who the un-lucky son of a bitch is, that gets the misfortune of meeting me, at Downfall Sid.. You know my match at Downfall.. Right?
'Big Nasty' : *laughs at Stephanie Comment* I was talkin' about Rakishi you jack ass. And no I have no clue about your match the damn doctors been sticking me with more morphene that I have blood!
'The Game' : For your damn information, it concerns Rikishi in a large way. Infact, it concerns getting my hands on ol' FAT BOY, for the first time in months, alone. Downfall. #1 contender. Me, and some other piss poor piece of garbage, one on one, but the question I've been wanting to know all damn night is... Who the hell is it?
'Big Nasty' : Well don't ask me the last time I was in this hell hole it was mania! And did you just tell me you want to fondle Rakishi?
'The Game' : Why in the hell are you my partner? Really... Why? You're a stupid redneck fron Arkansas... God, why do I have to love you so damn much!?... Sid... Sid no, not like that, Sid get that look out of your eyes Sid! I didn't mean like that!
'Big Nasty' : Hey you stupid SOB I ain't no red neck and what you mean that look? You mean the one where you tell me that you are going to fondle a thong wearin' fatboy and you tell me you love me?
'The Game' : Yep, that's the one.
Both men break out in to laughter once again.
'The Game' : That was great Sid.. Real great, infact, come on, walk with me.
'Big Nasty' : Oh Yeah your real funny aren't ya big man?... Did you not see what the hell happened like 2 months ago????? You know the incident as people like to refer to it Austin snapped my damn ankle. It's partly your fault Hunter! Steph's too!
'The Game' : Yeah, big f'n deal Sid, you'll be better soon enough. Lighten up already.
'Big Nasty' : Lighten up!? LIGHTEN UP!? WOULD YOU BE MELLOW IF YOU COULDN'T COMPETE!? Hunter I have seen you for one night when you can't and you go all weird and freaky. When I get back I want Stephanie to give me Austin or I will take him myself!
'The Game' : Take him yourself, I don't give a damn. The fact of the matter is this, tonight, Rey Mysterio, he isn't jack crap, except a damn stepping stone.. a stepping stone to myself getting something I haven't gotten in a long time.. a well earned... descisive... victory... SAME GOES, for Downfall... Now get the hell out of my way.
Triple H gets out of the chair and heads out of the arena, with Sid limping behind him screaming out his name, but Triple H won't follow, as the scene closes.
