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IWF
Plastic
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The
Show comes on air with psyros exploding from all directions and the
fans going crazy as the camera pans round and focuses in on signs
such as ' Were Is Dark Omen?' and 'Who Are Bloodline?' before coming
to a rest at the announcers table were JF and JL are ready to commentate
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Omens
Motel
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is continuing to watch the rumble as he studies his own mistakes. He is
sitting their for a while before he is disturbed by a knock at the door. Omen: Who is it? Man: Its me Stalker. Omen: Come on in. The man swings the door and has a six pack of beers in his hand he slams the door and walks over to Omen. He notices that Omen is watching the rumble and breaks him a beer off. He hands the beer to Omen but he just knocks it back at him. Stalker: Whats a matter man? Omen: Look you just dont get it do you? I am not bothered about driking or whatever else life as to offer and wether you are helping or not I am going to be wearing at least one of them tag titles around my waist. You see I made this mistake before, Then when you come to fight you realise that you are not phsically fit. Yeah we may have studied their every move but when it comes to countering and that we are just not fit enough to do it... Stalker: I see your point but one beer wont hurt. Omen: Thats just mu point, Thats what it was before...A beer here and a spliff there. They all add up and make us lose our matches. Well not no more wether you are in or not I am pulling through this low...Because i know as soon as I'm out of this low I will hit that all high I'v been waiting for. Stalker: You have a point their and I'm in. I will give up beers altogether and back you up all the way. Omen: Ok although i find it hard to believe we will see when it comes to the crunch. But I guarantee this when my high comes I will walk out of that arena tag team champ or tag team champs...So its all down to you wether you stick to your promise or not. Stalker walks over to the window and throws the six pack out...After falling over fifty foot it hits a women on the head and sparks her out cold. Stalker: You coming down to the arena then to make an appearence. Omen: Well thats what i was just about to say...I'v got a fight tonight with a jobber called John Thomas. Although I have never met this scumbag i know i am guarenteed to win becuase he is a no name. You see my name will soon be known all over the world...The word Omen will put fear into peoples lifes and possible cause death at the mention of the word. Stalker: Well I say we get down to that arena and raise some hell... Omen: Well let me finish watching the rumble again and we will shoot off. Stalker: Ok.. |
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To
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