Post by adrianstriker on Dec 23, 2005 22:51:59 GMT -5
Settings - Las Vegas, Nevada
Time - 9:37 P.M
Date - December 23rd, 2005
Place - MGM Grand
[ Scene Begins - Day One ]
( ...Almost There... )
[ Walking inside the MGM Grand I didn't get what I had expected..Peace. Step by step I had entered, and once I did everyone had glanced at me. Following close behind me my long time friend Johnny James, else wise known as the Weasel. Glancing back to him, I motioned for him to get us separate rooms. As he did, the first fan had slowly walked to me. Unnoticed, I turned my head seeing him I jumped a little. Smiling finding out all he had wanted was a autograph. Happily to give him one, I turned searching for the Weasel in the overcrowded hotel. Finally noticing him, I paced to him. Meeting up with him he handed me my room card and then we continued to are rooms. ]
[ The twelfth floor up, the elevator stopped. Slowly getting out, we walked to my room. Entering it, it had the freshly clean smell. Walking farther into the room, I placed my bag on the ground beside me. The Weasel entering close behind me dropped his three...four...five bags, I didn't know how many, nor did I care. Glancing around I noticed the king size bed in the corner of the room. Slowly walking to it I jumped onto it messing the sheets up. The Weasel coughed indicating he wanting to know something. Tilting my head upwards as I spoke. ]
:: Adrian Stiker :: What's going through your mind, my good friend?
[ Johnny glancing up at me, you could tell he was thinking about my debut match at Mayhem. When I should go one on one with " Big Sexy " Kevin Nash. Shaking my head, Johnny suddenly spoke aloud. ]
:: " The Weasel" Johnny James :: You're going against a man two times your size. Probably going to over power you in your match very quickly. All you have on this man is speed. And we both know that you don't use speed in your match's. Your somewhat of a brute, and your going against a bigger one. Now i'm going to be there to watch your back, but I can't promise you anything. So first off...what's are game plan.
[ Hearing this, I began to drift off to any place. Somewhere in my mind. I was in a deep trance, thinking what should be done. Finally coming to. I spoke six simple words. ]
:: Adrian Striker :: ...Rule Number one...Feel no Pain...
[ Speaking them, I glanced over at the clock. Noticing the time. 10:23 P.M. Shaking my head, I glanced over at Johnny, which he had a frown stretched upon his face. Smirking I spoke once again. ]
:: Adrian Striker :: Come on man, i'm going to get some sleep. You should do the same. We have a early flight in the morning to Atlanta, Georgia. Night.
[ Turning away from him, he closed his eyes. Hearing motion coming from the room, he near that Johnny was leaving the room to go to his. Suddenly the lights dim to a black as the sound of a door closing. Minutes pass as slowly Adrian began to drift off into a deep sleep state. ]
Time - 9:37 P.M
Date - December 23rd, 2005
Place - MGM Grand
[ Scene Begins - Day One ]
( ...Almost There... )
[ Walking inside the MGM Grand I didn't get what I had expected..Peace. Step by step I had entered, and once I did everyone had glanced at me. Following close behind me my long time friend Johnny James, else wise known as the Weasel. Glancing back to him, I motioned for him to get us separate rooms. As he did, the first fan had slowly walked to me. Unnoticed, I turned my head seeing him I jumped a little. Smiling finding out all he had wanted was a autograph. Happily to give him one, I turned searching for the Weasel in the overcrowded hotel. Finally noticing him, I paced to him. Meeting up with him he handed me my room card and then we continued to are rooms. ]
[ The twelfth floor up, the elevator stopped. Slowly getting out, we walked to my room. Entering it, it had the freshly clean smell. Walking farther into the room, I placed my bag on the ground beside me. The Weasel entering close behind me dropped his three...four...five bags, I didn't know how many, nor did I care. Glancing around I noticed the king size bed in the corner of the room. Slowly walking to it I jumped onto it messing the sheets up. The Weasel coughed indicating he wanting to know something. Tilting my head upwards as I spoke. ]
:: Adrian Stiker :: What's going through your mind, my good friend?
[ Johnny glancing up at me, you could tell he was thinking about my debut match at Mayhem. When I should go one on one with " Big Sexy " Kevin Nash. Shaking my head, Johnny suddenly spoke aloud. ]
:: " The Weasel" Johnny James :: You're going against a man two times your size. Probably going to over power you in your match very quickly. All you have on this man is speed. And we both know that you don't use speed in your match's. Your somewhat of a brute, and your going against a bigger one. Now i'm going to be there to watch your back, but I can't promise you anything. So first off...what's are game plan.
[ Hearing this, I began to drift off to any place. Somewhere in my mind. I was in a deep trance, thinking what should be done. Finally coming to. I spoke six simple words. ]
:: Adrian Striker :: ...Rule Number one...Feel no Pain...
[ Speaking them, I glanced over at the clock. Noticing the time. 10:23 P.M. Shaking my head, I glanced over at Johnny, which he had a frown stretched upon his face. Smirking I spoke once again. ]
:: Adrian Striker :: Come on man, i'm going to get some sleep. You should do the same. We have a early flight in the morning to Atlanta, Georgia. Night.
[ Turning away from him, he closed his eyes. Hearing motion coming from the room, he near that Johnny was leaving the room to go to his. Suddenly the lights dim to a black as the sound of a door closing. Minutes pass as slowly Adrian began to drift off into a deep sleep state. ]
[ Scene Two - Atlanta Georgia ]
Setting - Atlanta, Georgia
Time - 10:43 A.M
Date - December 24th, 2005
Place - Georgia Dome
( ...Hello Atlanta.... )
[ The plane ride was tiring. Finally stepping onto solid ground, a huge smile stretched across my face. Johnny dragged slowly behind me. Turning back to him, I motioned for him to call a limo. Doing so we slowly made are way to the entrance of the airport. Awaiting for us, the limo already there. Smiling at Johnny's quick work. We both entered the limo and drove us off to the Georgia Dome. ]
[ Arriving at the Dome, I slowly stepped out. Glancing at the huge building, I smiled. I began to walk closer to it. Behind me Johnny drew slowly. Entering the building, I slowly walked towards the locker room which would have my name plated upon the door. As I was about to enter, I was stopped by a eWa Interviewer by the name of Kevin Synge. Stopping me he motioned for a interview. I decided why not. From then, he spoke. ]
:: Kevin Synge :: Mr. Adrian Striker. Hello, my name is Kevin Synge. I was just wondering if I would be able to get a small interview. Well to start off, what is your game plan in your match. You will be going aganst " Big Sexy " Kevin Nash. With his overwhelming power. Will you be again to put him through a table or will you yourself be put through a table. You remarks.
[ Me, just laughing the remarks off I answered the question. ]
:: Adrian Striker :: Well. To start off, if you ever disrespect me again by saying I have a possibility of going through a table, then I will snap you neck. And next off, I'm not going to put Kevin Nash through a table...no, i'm going to put him through two tables. I have just then plan for it also. But Kevin you will only see at Mayhem. This interview is unnecessary you have any questions. Ask my friend back there. Good bye..
[ Turning away from Kevin I entered my locker room, leaving the door open. Kevin now had a angry look stretched upon his face. Then turning to the Weasel, he was turned down once again. ]
:: " The Weasel " Johnny James :: Don't even think about it...
[ Turning away from Kevin Johnny had also entered my locker room closing the door as the scene began to fade to a black. ]
:: Scene Ends ::
Setting - Atlanta, Georgia
Time - 10:43 A.M
Date - December 24th, 2005
Place - Georgia Dome
( ...Hello Atlanta.... )
[ The plane ride was tiring. Finally stepping onto solid ground, a huge smile stretched across my face. Johnny dragged slowly behind me. Turning back to him, I motioned for him to call a limo. Doing so we slowly made are way to the entrance of the airport. Awaiting for us, the limo already there. Smiling at Johnny's quick work. We both entered the limo and drove us off to the Georgia Dome. ]
[ Arriving at the Dome, I slowly stepped out. Glancing at the huge building, I smiled. I began to walk closer to it. Behind me Johnny drew slowly. Entering the building, I slowly walked towards the locker room which would have my name plated upon the door. As I was about to enter, I was stopped by a eWa Interviewer by the name of Kevin Synge. Stopping me he motioned for a interview. I decided why not. From then, he spoke. ]
:: Kevin Synge :: Mr. Adrian Striker. Hello, my name is Kevin Synge. I was just wondering if I would be able to get a small interview. Well to start off, what is your game plan in your match. You will be going aganst " Big Sexy " Kevin Nash. With his overwhelming power. Will you be again to put him through a table or will you yourself be put through a table. You remarks.
[ Me, just laughing the remarks off I answered the question. ]
:: Adrian Striker :: Well. To start off, if you ever disrespect me again by saying I have a possibility of going through a table, then I will snap you neck. And next off, I'm not going to put Kevin Nash through a table...no, i'm going to put him through two tables. I have just then plan for it also. But Kevin you will only see at Mayhem. This interview is unnecessary you have any questions. Ask my friend back there. Good bye..
[ Turning away from Kevin I entered my locker room, leaving the door open. Kevin now had a angry look stretched upon his face. Then turning to the Weasel, he was turned down once again. ]
:: " The Weasel " Johnny James :: Don't even think about it...
[ Turning away from Kevin Johnny had also entered my locker room closing the door as the scene began to fade to a black. ]
:: Scene Ends ::