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 Posted: Tue Jul 15, 2008 10:15 pm
Announcer: The following contest is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first... Snypa Rifle!
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Posted: Thu Jul 17, 2008 7:10 pm
Party like a rock
Party like a rockstar
Party like a rock
Party like a rockstar
Party like a rock
Party like a rockstar
Party like a rockstar
T-t-totally, dude!
A heated Snypa, in street clothes consisting of a black "Snypa" baseball jersey and blue jean shorts with taped up fists- eases out on the ramp in a black Rolls Royce.
I'm on a money-makin' mission
But I party like a rockstar
I'm flyin' down 20, lookin' good in my hot car
You know them hoes be at my show
Grabbin' where my chain go...
He revs the engine, and gets out of the car, armed with lead club a-la Laic. Snypa walks the rest of the way down to the ring.
GQC: "Snypa looks like he's not in the mood to wrestle!"
DS: "Whoever's in the back better be ready for a fight and/or to be set on fire!"
IM: "Me personally, I don't care if Snypa wins or loses- the guy's a thug and we don't need thugs in SWA!"
DS: "Really, Ian! Shut up!"
IM: "I'm just saying!"
DS: "And so am I!"
Snypa gives his shades to a lucky fan before getting in the ring and awaiting his opponent, his club in hand.
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Posted: Fri Jul 18, 2008 3:32 am
((Laic took his club back from you at the contract signing homie...)) Tristan Trinity appears on the titantron sitting in his office chair, he looks up at the camera and cracks a sly smile. "I haven't been completely honest with you Snypa. You see... theres a certain superstar who I think was granted completely too much leeway. Like you once did, he has an iron clad contract, so I can't fire him. I can however put his career at risk. You are going to act as my tool, and you're going to willingly do it because you're an angry, hateful, vengeful creature of a man. So... I am officially making this match falls count anywhere, and anything goes. Forget the last man standing. You two will fight until one of you is completely limp. Now... without further adieu your opponent." The titantron went blank, and the lights cut out in the arena, the darkness blocked the crowds view of the ring. Loud boos were heard throughout the arena as music slowly kicked in over the P.A. system. Uncommon Valor: A Vietnam StoryLaic appeared on the stage. Donning his combat armor, club and gas mask. Laic looked back and forth while on stage and began his slow decent towards the ring. Skilling, killing, illing
I'm able and willing
Kill a village elephant, rapin' and pillage your village
Illegitimate killers, US Military guerrillas
This ain't no real war, Vietnam s**t
World War II, that's a war, this is just a military conflict
Soothing, drug-abusing, Vietnamese women screwing
Sex, gambling and boozing', all the s**t is amusing
Bitches and guns, this is every man's dream
I don't want to go home, where I'm just a ordinary human being
Special OP, Huey chopper gun s**t, run s**t
Gook run when the mini-gun spit, won't miss, kill s**t
Spit four-thousand bullets a minute
Victor Charlie, hit trigger, hit it
I'm in it to win it, get it Laic approached the ring but stopped short of the apron. Looking to prey on Snypa's predictable rage, Laic slowly began walking backwards, and back up the ramp. Government funded, behind enemy lines bullets is spraying
It's heating up, a hundred degrees
The enemies the North-Vietnamese, b***h please
Ain't no sweat, I'm told "be at ease"
Until I see the pilot got hit, and we about to hit some trees
till the rotor broke, crash land, American man
Cambodia, right in the enemy hand
Take a swig of the whiskey to calm us
Them yellow men wearing black pajamas
They want to harm us
They all up on us
Bang, bang, bullet hit my chest, feel no pain
To my left, the captain caught a bullet right in his brain
Body parts flying, loss of limbs, explosions
Bad intentions, I see my best friend's intestins
Pray to the one above, It's raining and I'm covered in mud
I think I'm dying, I feel dizzy, I'm losing blood Laic walked to the side of the stage, waited by the fan barricade, and backstage area for Snypa.
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Posted: Fri Jul 18, 2008 10:38 pm
((Jeckal. A la Laic. Thus: a club like Laic's.))
And Snypa takes the bait, getting out of the ring and running after Laic- his own lead club in his hand. He sees Laic, and instantly comes at him looking to jump on him for some hard shots despite the gas mask.
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Posted: Sat Jul 19, 2008 2:24 am
Laic also charged Snypa as he got close. The two giant beast collided, and some people swore they felt a shockwave, as both men began to trade blows.
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Posted: Sat Jul 19, 2008 8:52 pm
Snypa backs up, picking up his own lead club and attempt to swing at Laic's knee.
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Posted: Sun Jul 20, 2008 2:12 am
As Snypa backed up, Laic seized opprotunity. He picked up his own lead club and retreated to the backstage area!
He jogged down the first hallway, and stepped into a random open door, waiting to ambush Snypa when he came looking for him...
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Posted: Sun Jul 20, 2008 9:19 pm
Snypa follows in pursuit to the approval of 90% of the crowd, while the other ten want him to draw Laic out. xd
He's holding the club prepared when he's suddenly ambushed! 3nodding
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Posted: Mon Jul 21, 2008 3:15 am
Laic had been waiting inside the locker room! When Snypa drew near, Laic attempted to grab him by the throat, and drive him backwards into a set of lockers...
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Posted: Mon Jul 21, 2008 11:05 am
Snypa is driven against the lockers, all while attempting to get Laic off with body shots, followed by a blow to the ribs via his own club.
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Posted: Mon Jul 21, 2008 5:22 pm
Laic stumbled back away from Snypa due to the body shot, and attempted to retaliate with a kick to the groin!
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Posted: Wed Jul 23, 2008 10:20 am
Snypa's hyped, telling Laic to bring when he's brought down from Laic's b***h kick.
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Posted: Sat Jul 26, 2008 1:22 pm
Laic then charged Snypa, and attempted the most massive spear ever! Through the locker room wall!
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Posted: Sat Jul 26, 2008 11:24 pm
Snypa is still busy with the pain from Laic's b***h tactics as the greatest spear in professional wrestling history is delivered.
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Posted: Mon Jul 28, 2008 2:52 am
Thankfully there werent any bystanders as Laic and Snypa crashed through to the next room... into the green room. (where promos are filmed and photos are taken)
The wall, and surrounding roof area collapsed around the two mammoths. Dust was everywhere. Slowly the dust started to settle, and moments later the rubble started to stir, and Laic staggered to his feet. He motioned for the ref to begin the count on Snypa and bagan to stagger about, punch drunk.
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