Guest DiabloIIFreak1010 Report post Posted May 2, 2002 "Why?" The question blew through every mind of ever JL fan in the building. Insane Luchador and Poisyn. People knew that they had an excellent friendship backstage, but they never had never shown an actual friendship on telivision. As the fans exit the arena from Metal, Poisyn and Andrew Rickman are in the car, driving toward the site of Crimson. Rickman leans back in the car, as Poisyn drives through the night. "They never saw it comming," Poisyn said, a laugh lodged in his voice, "They never saw it comming." "It was a pure hit and run, my friend," Rickman adds in, rubbing his eyes and letting out a yawn, "...just one question." Poisyn quickly takes his eyes off the road, as he looks at Luchador, "Yes?" "Well, Matt," Andrew begins, "You came to me just seconds before the match, and offered the alliance. I had no time to think at all, just that we would show our power by taking out the referee. I agreeded, but I had no idea how far this would lead to. What...is your motive for the alliance?" Poisyn pauses, as he sees to be thinking. He then turns to Luchador, and smiles. "Wait and see." END PROMO Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
