Promo: againt the odds of past and present

[Guest The_Dark_Reaper]

This may suck but I've got a reputation to live up to (remember the Reapperz promo suckfest)

 

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PROMO: Against the Odds of the Past and Present

 

The Dark Reaper sits calmly in his dimly lit room. His mask lies on the table next to him, the postion of the Reaper keeps us from seeing his face. A TV flickers in front of him creating the only light in the room. A light knock breaks the dead silence of the room, the knock comes again and once more until Reaper finally speaks,

"Come in" he says in a commanding voice.

 

The door opens and through it comes the tall frame of Flunkmasta FlexXx, the porno man looks ready for action as he is wearing his training gear.

"Hiya Reaps" Flexxx shouts in his normal chirpy nature. He moves around the side of the sitting Reaper and begins to talk,

"Hey I've got some..." Flexxx begins to talk but stops as his eyes roam Reapers face. He turns his face quickly in disgust,

"Sometimes I want to kill Jack for he has done to you!", Flexxx scrunches his hans into fists.

 

"Calm down, I have had my revenge already. I have returned to the JL after two months of hell, whereas Jack has quit and dissapeared." Reaper turns to his side and picks up his mask, he puts it to his face and attaches it at the back. Reaper pushes away from his chair, he stands to his full height towering over Flexxx.

 

"So Flexxx what brings you to my part of the arena?" Reaper asks at he walks over the the light switch and flicks it on.

 

"We'll Reaper I'm just a bit worried about you're match."

 

"If you're talking about Kojack's and Cutthroats little uinion then I already know"

 

"What? Then what are you going to do about it?" Flexxx asks curiously.

 

"Why worry Flexxx I would have to beat them both anyway, this way just makes it a bit more interesting." Reaper walks to the other side of the room, "They are not going to stop me, I've been through too much to let these two stop me, there's no need to worry friend."

 

"Right, right, I'm still gonna keep an eye on you." Flexxx's eyes gaze the room, "Why do you still keep that old thing?" Flexxx walks over to a coffee table and picks up a photo. It shows three young rookies in the old IGNJL. The first man is Flexxx, the man who used to claim that his name had nothing to do with porn at all. The man in the middle is the unmistakeable form of the Reaper, still with his fresh unmarked face. The third and most noticably smaller man was Jack the Ripper, the brain and trur evilness of the operation. Togeather they hold a banner that says in large letters 'The Reapperz'.

 

"I like to keep it, to remind me of some of the good times. A reminder of the things that I was and what I have now, I wish I had it back." says Reaper in a dead voice. "So Flexxx wanna train? You have you gear on."

 

"Sure I'd like that, anyway I need to train against bigger guys, and they don't come much bigger than you...but" Flexxx shouts cheerily

 

Reaper cuts in "Alright then, also I'm glad that you haven't made any sexual references, I'll be along in a minute."

 

Flexxx walks toward the door, he opens it then quickly turns,

"But there's one area in which i'm WAY BIGGER THAN YOU." Flexxx runs off down to the training room. "See you in a minute" he shouts down the corridor.

 

"Hahaha...that boy's gonna get such a bitch slappin", Reaper walks over to a bag full of his gear, he picks it up and heads out of the door.

 

On the way out the door he starts to think about his match,

*Cutthroat you've been a thorn in my side for too long, tonight I'm gonna end it all, I'll treat you and everybody I face just like I would treat Jack*

 

Reaper smiles as he leaves his locker room.

 

END

[Guest Insane Clown Dan]

Not half bad, Reaper. But in the future, you should at least give me a PM's notice to anybody before using them in a promo. You probly just forgot tho, and thats OK.

 

And that Reapperz suckfest... Jack's may have been the brains of the operation, but his brain was so far up his ass, it was digesting in his gut.

 

Which is probably why we sucked.

 

*blames everything on the stupid pedophile*

 

Go kick Deepthroat and Kodick's collective asses.

[Guest]

Nice promo Reaper, I smell a fude coming on, don't you? Well, our Metal matches should be very close. Story wise I mean...

[Guest DiabloIIFreak1010]

Nice promo Reaper, looks like your getting back into your groove.

 

Now that were talking about JtR, I remember the time I allied with him and formed 'The Others' with these other two guys who mysterously disapeared, Scott Cade and Holocaust

 

::Remembers those ol' days...and shivers at the thoughs::

[Guest Renegade]

Yes i remember the others, Destruction whipped their asses five ways from sunday....twice! Then i trahsed that scott cade for using my finisher...ah good times.....

[Guest]

Story lines are really raring up as well! It should make good for the SJL's next PPV. But some people should save thier promos for the show thou. It makes the show a lot better. I don't know about any thing of the "good 'ol days" about the IGNJL/SJL, thats why it sucks being the n00b.

[Guest hhh6294]

Flexxx... it wasn't Jack that caused you all to suck... it was the fact that you were all n00bs that you sucked.  Don't go blaming everything on everyone else... even if you are good at that.

[Guest Insane Clown Dan]

LOL!

 

Oh, c'mon! That's no fun... you know that we have to rip on Jack the Krapper on a daily basis to make the day complete

 

But, feh, Jake's still correct. We all sucked, indeedy. It's just that one of us didn't learn from our mistakes. At all. =P