Post by Jb Fayte-n-Izer on Aug 3, 2004 22:34:27 GMT -5
No one knows who we are, not yet at least but before me leave here we’ll make our mark, if it’s on the hall of fame or shame. I’m pretty sure people are going to remember Senses Fail.
Jb Fayte, has paid his dues already with 3 years of experience behind him, he knows how to wrestle, and he knows a good match when he sees one
Mills is the same way, they’re best friends who parted ways, but came back recently they are both ready to start in the EWA, as a new tag-team, but don’t get them wrong … they’ll do any singles match they can land. They’ll stop at nothing to get anything they want. They’ll try every trick in the book and if all else fails, cheat to win.
(Both men walk side by side into the dressing room, and sit their things down, tired from the four hour flight, they shake it off)
Jb: Dude, this place is nice then I thought … We get free coffee!
Mills: Dude, Dude, even better, check it out, air fresheners ….! Oh S**t! I love it …
(Mills looks down, and takes the freshener and hides it in his bag)
Jb: Woah, dude, you don’t know who’s ass jock was laying on that, that guy Buzzsaw’s ***** could have been on it!
Mills: …. Yeah …..are you almost ready?
Jb: hold on, hold on
(Jb fixes his hair and mumbles to himself “you’re beautiful” before walking out the door as Mills follows him)
Mills: You’re gay dude.
(Bloody Romance hits on the PA systems and the lights go out with exception of a few strobe lights flashing all over the crowd as the music picks up the lights blast on to the two walking from the back, the fans that knew them from the independent scene cheer and the rest give them a respectful applause as they walk down the ramp and slide into the ring, they hit the four corners as Mills and Jb, hit each of the four corners while a few fans take pictures of the debut of Senses Fail, the two climb down receive a mic and look at each other before laughing )
Jb: Hey, I’m sorry (Jb laughs more) I’m sorry for unprofessionalism –
Mills: dude, unprofessionalism isn’t a word.
Jb: oh and you think THESE people would know?
(the comment gets a rise of boos from the crowd.)
Jb: what? Don’t act like you don’t know, do you honestly think that all these people put together could beat us on Jeopardy? No, no.
Mills: Hey maybe you should give them a little credit, some of them even cheered us on their way in.
Jb: yeah, maybe …. But that’s not the point; the point is I didn’t come here to make friends I came here to win matches and titles, I’ve paid my dues and now me and Millsy here are ready to rise to stardom. Trust me when I say we won’t take s**t from anyone.
Mills: that’s right, but we realize we have to start from the bottom so we’ll take any match we can get. So we’re gunna wait out here till we gat an answer.
(The two look at the stage and wait)
Jb Fayte, has paid his dues already with 3 years of experience behind him, he knows how to wrestle, and he knows a good match when he sees one
Mills is the same way, they’re best friends who parted ways, but came back recently they are both ready to start in the EWA, as a new tag-team, but don’t get them wrong … they’ll do any singles match they can land. They’ll stop at nothing to get anything they want. They’ll try every trick in the book and if all else fails, cheat to win.
(Both men walk side by side into the dressing room, and sit their things down, tired from the four hour flight, they shake it off)
Jb: Dude, this place is nice then I thought … We get free coffee!
Mills: Dude, Dude, even better, check it out, air fresheners ….! Oh S**t! I love it …
(Mills looks down, and takes the freshener and hides it in his bag)
Jb: Woah, dude, you don’t know who’s ass jock was laying on that, that guy Buzzsaw’s ***** could have been on it!
Mills: …. Yeah …..are you almost ready?
Jb: hold on, hold on
(Jb fixes his hair and mumbles to himself “you’re beautiful” before walking out the door as Mills follows him)
Mills: You’re gay dude.
(Bloody Romance hits on the PA systems and the lights go out with exception of a few strobe lights flashing all over the crowd as the music picks up the lights blast on to the two walking from the back, the fans that knew them from the independent scene cheer and the rest give them a respectful applause as they walk down the ramp and slide into the ring, they hit the four corners as Mills and Jb, hit each of the four corners while a few fans take pictures of the debut of Senses Fail, the two climb down receive a mic and look at each other before laughing )
Jb: Hey, I’m sorry (Jb laughs more) I’m sorry for unprofessionalism –
Mills: dude, unprofessionalism isn’t a word.
Jb: oh and you think THESE people would know?
(the comment gets a rise of boos from the crowd.)
Jb: what? Don’t act like you don’t know, do you honestly think that all these people put together could beat us on Jeopardy? No, no.
Mills: Hey maybe you should give them a little credit, some of them even cheered us on their way in.
Jb: yeah, maybe …. But that’s not the point; the point is I didn’t come here to make friends I came here to win matches and titles, I’ve paid my dues and now me and Millsy here are ready to rise to stardom. Trust me when I say we won’t take s**t from anyone.
Mills: that’s right, but we realize we have to start from the bottom so we’ll take any match we can get. So we’re gunna wait out here till we gat an answer.
(The two look at the stage and wait)
