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 Posted: Sun Feb 26, 2006 12:32 pm
Nick takes the time to laugh about this whole "Druid" thing... some guy with serious head trama, is trying to scare the Forsaken. He reaches into the pocket of his sweatshirt for a cig, and then realizes he quit. After all the high of being champion soon would be so much better.
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Posted: Sun Feb 26, 2006 8:10 pm
Living_Will Nick takes the time to laugh about this whole "Druid" thing... some guy with serious head trama, is trying to scare the Forsaken. He reaches into the pocket of his sweatshirt for a cig, and then realizes he quit. After all the high of being champion soon would be so much better. The lights flicker and die... when they return the green hooded figure is standing behind nick. It let out a raspy dark laugh before whispering "fire..."
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Posted: Mon Feb 27, 2006 7:54 am
Soothsayer Jeckal The lights flicker and die... when they return the green hooded figure is standing behind nick. It let out a raspy dark laugh before whispering "fire..." Nick turns around. "No man, I dont need a light, thanks for..." He takes a step back. "... Who the f*ck are you?" There is alittle bit of fear in his voice, but he seems just freaked out in general.
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Posted: Mon Feb 27, 2006 4:18 pm
Living_Will Soothsayer Jeckal The lights flicker and die... when they return the green hooded figure is standing behind nick. It let out a raspy dark laugh before whispering "fire..." Nick turns around. "No man, I dont need a light, thanks for..." He takes a step back. "... Who the f*ck are you?" There is alittle bit of fear in his voice, but he seems just freaked out in general. "THE DRUID!" The robed figure hissed. "WAR!" The lights flickered and died once more. When they were cut back on the robe figure was gone. Leaving behind a green robe that was smoking, the smell of fire and ashes was noticeable.
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Posted: Fri Mar 10, 2006 9:32 pm
BJ half bounced backstage visible on a high although fairly battered and bruised from the state of seige. She was wearing a pleated black mini skirt and a promotional shirt that was slightly too large for her and fell off of her left shoulder. She had her half of the tag team belt strapped around her waist and her peoples title over her right shoulder. Adorned in belts she smirked and looked around for her tag team partner. Spotting him she jumps on the balls of her feet with an elated grin
"Man I rock. State of seige was mad. Team Dragon came from behind and beat those punks. And I'm beat that jerk shadow. And on top of that i think you'll find i'm gonna dominate the women's division too" she spoke fastly
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Posted: Fri Mar 10, 2006 9:43 pm
figgins smirked with the other tag title around his waist. but the smile was wiped off his face when she threw the team name into the air.
"Team Dragon? I think you took a blow to the head to hard to come up with a name like that. you need something with a ring to it something like the Figgified Coalition"
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Posted: Fri Mar 10, 2006 9:52 pm
BJ frowned as the title on her shoulder dropped to the crook of her arm.
"Figgified Coalition... that is just lame. Dude Team Dragon has a fire a glow to it. I mean come on the Figgified collection sounds like a bunch of trees" she smirked
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Posted: Fri Mar 10, 2006 10:00 pm
"Team Dragon sounds something like the power rangers. How does that strike fear into peoples hearts? They needs something like the Twisted Entente" He smirked at the name
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Posted: Fri Mar 10, 2006 10:10 pm
BJ sighed knowing she wouldn't get the name she wanted but she still wanted to name the team "fear huh?? Honestly just throw your sock in the ring and they will run a mile. Why not something like the Cutting Edge... no thats stupid" she flops against the wall "I don't know" she chewed her lip "... well i've got fire being a dragon... your strong... How Bout Fire and Power??"
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Posted: Fri Mar 10, 2006 11:11 pm
"Firepower, Bomshells, Pyroclastic?" He said just trhwoing names that involved 'fire'and 'power'
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Posted: Fri Mar 10, 2006 11:20 pm
BJ jumped up "THe Pyrotechnicpsychoclastics" she said making some random word up
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Posted: Mon Mar 13, 2006 7:55 pm
Through the backstage, the sound of a engine running could be heard. From the end of a black hallway, a lone headlight suddenly flashed on. As it drew closer, the light revealed it to be a Harley Davidson. And who other than Kid Thrash was riding on it, hair in his eyes, bandana on his head and shades reflecting the ceiling lights. Riding down the hallway, he stopped infront of Klaven's office, putting the bike into park. Desaddling his gasoline horse, Thrash knocked on the door before entering.
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Posted: Mon Mar 13, 2006 8:43 pm
wards_dragon BJ jumped up "THe Pyrotechnicpsychoclastics" she said making some random word up "Well if you don't have a problem with people pronouncing it wrong"
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Posted: Tue Mar 14, 2006 6:14 pm
Now outside the GM's office, Thrash mounted his bike again and turning on the engine, gave it some gas before rolling down the hallway again, backstage crew scrambling to get out of his way. Grinning madley, he drove off to the stage.
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Posted: Tue Mar 14, 2006 9:32 pm
BJ nodded "I think it rocks Pyrotechnicpsychoclastics"
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