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| The Zodiac Chronikles vol. 8; "Death Row is My Home" | |
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| Topic Started: Jan 18 2008, 04:22 AM (137 Views) | |
| Deleted User | Jan 18 2008, 04:22 AM Post #1 |
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-= The scene fades in on The Zodiac Thrilla, BORIS, Joker-Face, and Vinny Corino of DEATH ROW as they are standing in an industrialized alley. "Murder Was the Case That They Gave Me" by Snoop Dogg is playing softly in the background. Zodiac is wearing the CZW World Championship around his waist. He also wears black pants, and a white hoodie. His hair is out in a big afro, and he wears a red-and-back bandana across his forehead. The others are wearing similar attire. They are all facing the camera, with angry looks on their face. As the song continues, Vinny speaks. =- VINNY: Listen up. And listen good. What you are looking at are the BEST stable in professional wrestling today. We are DEATH ROW. We are the modern day Four Horsemen. We are the elite. Let me break it down for you. I am "The Pride of Italy" Vinny Corino. I have held titles in the XCW, the WWEF, the UWC. This boy right here -- -= Vinny slaps the chest of BORIS. =- VINNY: -- Is the "Mongolian Axe Murderer" BORIS. Bad like it ain't nobody's business. Raised by wolves, and deadly like cobras. The 24 Hour Hustla. He's held gold in every promotion he's been in. NEXT -- -= Vinny points at Joker-Face. =- VINNY: -- Is the "Human Horror Show" Joker-Face. We don't know where he's from. We don't know what he's done. All we know is, he can't go back home ever again for something BAD he's done... and he's on our side. Quite possibly the craziest son of a bitch to ever step in a wrestling ring. But we save the best for last. -= All three men step aside as The Zodiac Thrilla takes center stage. He stares the camera with the confidence of a champion. He rubs his hands together as he speaks. =- ZODIAC: I don't need no introduction... since I am the FACE of CZW. Everyone knows who I am, because I am the BEST. What you are looking at is the highest quality of assembled talent this world has ever seen. These boys have my back, and I have their's. They have earned that respect. I have seen hell with these men as my fellow soldiers and survived to tell the tale. So it's not a matter of who we are... it's a matter of WHO ARE YOU? ZODIAC: Caleb Walker. Rich and powerful, arrogant and rude. And bad enough to back it up. I don't under-estimate you. I don't look down at you. I know what you are capable of, and being the man I am, I recognize that. Next week in Boise, There is a HUGE main event on the card. An eight man tag team match, pitting the best of CZW against each other. This will be just a taste of what's to come. This will be just an appetizer... and Evil Intentions is the main course. The match is so important, the General Manager Haywire sees it fit that he needs to be the guest referee. No interference. No B.S. Two men enter, one man wins and takes the gold. All of my ZIGGAS know I won't back down from anyone, no matter how much bigger they are. No matter how much confidence they have. We have a date, Caleb. You ain't first... you ain't last... you're just next. -= The boys snicker and clap their hands as Zodiac continues. =- ZODIAC: And speaking of dis Eight Man... let's take a look. The Zodiac... Ace King... El Pablo... and MATT STYLEZ. Stylez, the so-called Serial Thriller, take a moment. Take a moment and realize that you're brushing with GREATNESS just by being on the same team as me. You need to learn your PLACE.. and you need to learn some RESPECT. Belee' Dat. I look at everyone on dis team, and I look at you... and I see the weakest link. You better not let us down, Matt. This is a team of CHAMPIONS... and then there's you. ZODIAC: Ace King, congratulations. EL PABLO... congratulations. You boys know how to take care of business, and it's a honor to be on the same team with you. I respect you, yo. And that says a lot when I'm the one saying it. -= Zodiac bumps his chest twice with his hand and then puts up an inverted peace sign, directed towards King and El Pablo. =- ZODIAC: Now the team we're facing... that's a different story. We've got the people who are facing each of us champions at Evil Intentions in it. And there's Jesse Montana. Yeah he's sensational. Yeah his girl is hot. You better keep and eye on that girl o' yours, Jesse. 'Cause you know what they say... once you go black, you never go back. -= Vinny says "oh!" in the back ground as the others laugh. Zodiac pauses to smirk. =- ZODIAC: Caleb Walker, I've already said what I need to say about you for now. Your day is coming. Now there's Mack Beaudin... quite possibly the sorest loser on the CZW roster. You may be the #1 Draft Pick... but what piss-poor league are we talking about? Because if this were a captain picking team type-a deal... you'd be in dead last. And "The Phenomenal... The Amazing... The ANNOYING" Adam Swinger. You run your yap like it's a flat tire in a hurricane. You get an X title shot at the PPV, and I know mah boy Pablo can turn you out like a bad trick. But back to you, Jesse. You, are like everyone else. Dropping lip with the Zodiac on your tongue, trying to get noticed. Trying to get mah attention. There's a REASON I am the World Champion, Jesse. Better recognize before you get punked, all good and proper. ZODIAC: You are facing a team of champions. And though it ain't the Death Row... you'd be in for a bad ass beat down if it was... you're still facing a team I deem the BEST wrestlers on the payroll. The World Champion... The Intercontinental Champion... The X Champion... and Matt Stylez. All of the Ziggas know who's king in this jungle. That's me.. the playa of da year... the super star without a scar. CZW's Pimp. Best let it sink in. 'Cause whether you accept the truth or not, it's a reality you have to face in the end. -= Suddenly, BORIS pipes up. =- BORIS: My boy Zodiac is gonna trick you out like 2 dolla ho's! My boy Zodiac gonna have a piece of your soul once he's done breaking dat ass! Fear the Zodiac Thrilla! And Fear DEATH ROW !!! ---- -= All four men say it at the same time. =- [size=14]BELEE' DAT!!!!![/size] -= All men pose down and you can tell these men are the bad asses they say they are. They look like they've fought many battles together... and won the majority of them. A band of brothers. A band of modern day warriors. As they continue to pose down, looking at the camera, the scene slowly fades out. =-
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