Post by czwrestler on Jun 27, 2008 22:14:28 GMT -6
youtube.com/watch?v=76jXc6Fe348
*IWO camera man once again find IWO super star Daniel Steel at a local bar however the difference this time is the appreance of a standing bartender and customers spread through out. Steel dressed in casual jeans an a shirt appears in a much lighter mood since last seen.
Steel: Newbie, beer
Newbie? How do you know I am new?
Steel: Your not the guy I knocked out last time I was here now can I get that beer?
Ummm sure. Any occasion?
*The new bartender pulls out a bottle of bud light.
Steel: Celebration. Now get the hell out of here before I send you to the hospital as well.
I can kick you out of this bar.
Steel: Like to see you try.
I have a gun under neither this counter
Steel: Wouldn’t be fast enough to draw it out. And can we get some real d**n music? You know rock and roll music.
*The bartender looks at him, annoyed, before backing away to handle other customers
Steel: Hello fans to my show and time of the hour. This is Steel TV. Last week we saw the IWO debut of Daniel Steel in not one but two matches. Marks but be orgasming right now for that night. I get in the ring with a freak named Phantom. His life story apparently he raised from the dead to get his ass kicked by the living. He tapped to an arm bar, hell the first time I ever used some a pathetic move and he taps out 1 2 3 to it. Then we move on the main event a gauntlet elimination battle royal into a ladder match for the IWO championship.
*Steel finishes the beer calls for another but when it doesn’t come to him he yells for the barkeep
Steel: Who the hell do I need to kill for a Bud?
Bartender: Sorry a little busy tonight.
Steel; Shut up and give mea d**n beer.
Bartender: They invented manners.
Steel: They also invented the wired jaw. You’re just like the freak Phantom. You’re ugly as a donkey’s ass and twice as stupid. Lets make this simple. Give me Beer or face gets broken
*the bartender pulls a another beer up and hands it to Steel before walking off frustrated.
Steel: The gauntlet match start normal. Guys enter waste some time, cause a little filler then get eliminated. Last man to enter is myself where I proceed to haul asses out of there seats in entertainment or rage I don’t care which as I hand their favorites ass kicking’s of all flavors. Then it’s down to myself and the man called Abyss. We get down to brawl and its carried into the crowd. One man decided it would be fun to spill his drink in my face. I get over there and start raising hell only to be a distraction as Abyss gets the ladder in the ring and starts climbing by the time I respond I here always has the gold. If I ever find that worthless fat ass I will personally ripe his ass a new one.
Sir?
What!
There are complaints about you and I have to ask you to leave
Steel: I have to ask you leave me in piece or suffer pain beyond your dreams.
*Two bouncers walks behind Steel and each piece a hand on his arm and pull him to his feet.
Would you escort our guest to the door?
*Steel grabs the arm of one guard and flips him over his shoulder across the counter into the wall on the other side. The bigger guard tries to detain Steel with a bear hug but he powers out of it and grabs the head of the man to flip him over on his back! When he tries to get to his feet Steel hits an STO on the table d**n near breaking the man in half. Steel looks at both men barely moving but in real pain then dusts himself off before sitting back down and picking the beer back on.
Steel: We move on and continue with life. This week am in the main event of the evening facing the very punk you got lucky and stole my gold . This time we go all out with the very piece of gold on the line. What shorty? Got something to say?
G… ggee…get…. Get out of my bar!
Steel: You can’t make if these bodies of your friends isn’t proof enough.
Sir don’t make me call the police.
Steel: I ain’t afraid of no cops. Get the hell out of here. Abyss at Terror we march to war. Question is my big smelly ugly, useless, no talent, trash friend of mine is are you ready? Are your fingers working? Shoulder and legs in good condition? I hope so because not for long. That match, expect to walk away with a limp and several sore body parts. That is of course if you walk away at all. War is upon us and the god of war is with me.
*Steel gets up and drops a 10 on the counter to cover his drinks when he realizes the bar is empty. He looks out the window to a see several cars with red and blue flashing lights going off.
Steel: d**n! Abuss I will see you at Terror.