Post by willfly on Oct 9, 2007 21:40:12 GMT -6
Backstage there is three Lucha Libre's standing with a few stage hands some other wrestler and Jack Vercily they all arguing about something till all three masked libre wreslters stick their fingers in his chest and say
[glow=Brown,2,300]Tiene que ser usted.[/glow]
Jack answers all of them.
Alright, alright I'll be your F'n translator just cause I have been through the Lucha Libre circuit doesn't qualify me for this, wait..... Here take Jimmy I'm sure he spanish, Jimmy you know spanish right....... right.
Sweet jesus do you want to lie to these wrestlers they can understand english, they'll kick my ass when they hear me saying something other than what they are saying in spanish.
Just wing it Jim.
Screw you Jack I like being in one piece.
Stagehand Jimmy walks away and leaves the Jack standing with the three masked wrestlers.
OoooK dammit I will fuc*in do it lets get this over with.
Jack exits onto the stage and walks toward the ring with a mic in his hand but walks around and gets nears the announcers area. All of sudden the song La Bamba by Ritchie Valens hits and Jack stands up and waits for the three to come out and they come running out side by side and they slide into the ring, and they are attired in all masks with only eye and mouths openings in them, the three wear identical pants and shirts, all wearing loose fitting black wife beaters, with black wrestling tights, and black wrestling wrist bands. Their mask looks like a regular Luchador mask except that their is red underneath the eye holes and black on a circle on the top otherwise overall it's blue. As they stand in the ring they motion to Jack to get into the ring and he does slowly watching them, almost not trusting'em. The three of them stand side by side and they are pratically all the same height but the one on left speaks first.
[glow=brown,2,300]Así que oímos que ése de nosotros tiene un igual esta noche y nosotros nos preguntábamos pasa qué demonios con J.T. Nitro reservando tal igual débil para nosotros[/glow]
They motion for Jack to explain.
They basically said that one of them has a match tonight and are wondering at why they have such a weak match.
The one in the middle quickly cuts off Jack from saying anything else.
[color=Red[glow=brown,2,300]]¿Querríamos saber qué atraviesa Sr. Nitro cabeza en este momento, hace qué demonios él piensa que venimos aquí juego en el cajón de arena para juegos infantiles con el resto de los críos?[/glow] [/color]
They ask what is going through J.T.'s head, and that they are levels above the trash in this industry.
Up until now the crowd was silent almost dumbfounded at what these mexican wrestlers were here for now they just don't care they boo unceremoniously for alll three equally, and if as on cue the one luchador who hadn't spoken seems to laugh and then breaks into perfect english.
What the hell is your problem oh wait ya'll out there actually thought we came out here to bitch our problems to you shitty fans.........hell no we came to give a direct message every one of those god-damned wrestlers in the back, I give them each a promise that in due we intend to leave each every one of you laying in this very ring broken and left for DEAD, we have no cares, we have no reservations, we have no problem with bringing the blood out of your forehead, arms, legs or any other place on you, I just hope we leave enough of you to be able to pick yourself up, even if it is in pieces and you have to be swept up by the janitor. I have a special message for Senior Nitro, I ask only that you continue to book matches for us I don't give a damn about titles I give a damn about hurtin the wrestlers on your roster.
After this diatribe they push the third Luchador forward and he pulls off his mask and reveals that it is Lucha Wecha, and that he has a angry look on his face. After this little incident Jack just tosses the mic away from him and walks to the rope and gets out and points at Wecha and words can faintly be heard as he yells at Wecha.
Don't pull that shit on Wecha I know you better than anyone.
Wecha gives Jack the finger but turns away from and proceeds to berate the audience by calling them retarded, stupid and dumb, and so forth.
[glow=Brown,2,300]Tiene que ser usted.[/glow]
Jack answers all of them.
Alright, alright I'll be your F'n translator just cause I have been through the Lucha Libre circuit doesn't qualify me for this, wait..... Here take Jimmy I'm sure he spanish, Jimmy you know spanish right....... right.
Sweet jesus do you want to lie to these wrestlers they can understand english, they'll kick my ass when they hear me saying something other than what they are saying in spanish.
Just wing it Jim.
Screw you Jack I like being in one piece.
Stagehand Jimmy walks away and leaves the Jack standing with the three masked wrestlers.
OoooK dammit I will fuc*in do it lets get this over with.
Jack exits onto the stage and walks toward the ring with a mic in his hand but walks around and gets nears the announcers area. All of sudden the song La Bamba by Ritchie Valens hits and Jack stands up and waits for the three to come out and they come running out side by side and they slide into the ring, and they are attired in all masks with only eye and mouths openings in them, the three wear identical pants and shirts, all wearing loose fitting black wife beaters, with black wrestling tights, and black wrestling wrist bands. Their mask looks like a regular Luchador mask except that their is red underneath the eye holes and black on a circle on the top otherwise overall it's blue. As they stand in the ring they motion to Jack to get into the ring and he does slowly watching them, almost not trusting'em. The three of them stand side by side and they are pratically all the same height but the one on left speaks first.
[glow=brown,2,300]Así que oímos que ése de nosotros tiene un igual esta noche y nosotros nos preguntábamos pasa qué demonios con J.T. Nitro reservando tal igual débil para nosotros[/glow]
They motion for Jack to explain.
They basically said that one of them has a match tonight and are wondering at why they have such a weak match.
The one in the middle quickly cuts off Jack from saying anything else.
[color=Red[glow=brown,2,300]]¿Querríamos saber qué atraviesa Sr. Nitro cabeza en este momento, hace qué demonios él piensa que venimos aquí juego en el cajón de arena para juegos infantiles con el resto de los críos?[/glow] [/color]
They ask what is going through J.T.'s head, and that they are levels above the trash in this industry.
Up until now the crowd was silent almost dumbfounded at what these mexican wrestlers were here for now they just don't care they boo unceremoniously for alll three equally, and if as on cue the one luchador who hadn't spoken seems to laugh and then breaks into perfect english.
What the hell is your problem oh wait ya'll out there actually thought we came out here to bitch our problems to you shitty fans.........hell no we came to give a direct message every one of those god-damned wrestlers in the back, I give them each a promise that in due we intend to leave each every one of you laying in this very ring broken and left for DEAD, we have no cares, we have no reservations, we have no problem with bringing the blood out of your forehead, arms, legs or any other place on you, I just hope we leave enough of you to be able to pick yourself up, even if it is in pieces and you have to be swept up by the janitor. I have a special message for Senior Nitro, I ask only that you continue to book matches for us I don't give a damn about titles I give a damn about hurtin the wrestlers on your roster.
After this diatribe they push the third Luchador forward and he pulls off his mask and reveals that it is Lucha Wecha, and that he has a angry look on his face. After this little incident Jack just tosses the mic away from him and walks to the rope and gets out and points at Wecha and words can faintly be heard as he yells at Wecha.
Don't pull that shit on Wecha I know you better than anyone.
Wecha gives Jack the finger but turns away from and proceeds to berate the audience by calling them retarded, stupid and dumb, and so forth.