Post by DARKSIDE on Aug 31, 2013 21:46:56 GMT -5
Later on in the night's events, the new VW World Tag Team Champions are shown walking toward the ring. Nightmare and "Doctor" Death waste little time taking command of the ringside area.
It appears as though our latest conquest has given everyone in the back a yellow streak a mile long and reduced their spines to quivering blobs of jelly! Since winning these tag titles and finally getting our revenge on the Xaviers...nobody has stepped up to face us for a shot. Nobody seems to want to face us at all. We have been looking, but no one has shown interest.
No one, that is....until tonight!
Sarge! Strike Force! Yes....Darkside has been watching. We know about the formation of your little team. Tactical Force, is it? That's adorable. Ha ha ha haaa.... But, we have to give you credit. Banding together in hopes of rising up to defeat us and take these titles. An admirable cause....but foolish. Sarge, the things Darkside will do to you and your little buddy will make your Post Traumatic Stress Disorder feel like a walk in the park. There is a reason why we are the champions, and Tactical Force...or any other team who wants a piece, will know soon enough.
Your little comedy skit out here earlier tonight did, however spark some interest. Just for the sake of argument, and because we've got nothing better to do...Darkside is giving you boys a tryout match. We want to see what you're made of, even if we have to spill it all over this ring in the process! If you impress us enough, we may even grant you a title shot at the next PPV.
The fans go insane as Nightmare sets the match between Darkside and the newly formed Tactical Force....
Ha ha ha ha haaa..... So, I know these people want to see it. "Doc" and I want it, and I know you boys do as well. There's no need for an answer. Just show up later tonight...if you've got the guts!
Nightmare slowly raises his arms, and suddenly...the lights go out. When the lights come back on a few seconds later...he and Death have vanished from ringside.
It appears as though our latest conquest has given everyone in the back a yellow streak a mile long and reduced their spines to quivering blobs of jelly! Since winning these tag titles and finally getting our revenge on the Xaviers...nobody has stepped up to face us for a shot. Nobody seems to want to face us at all. We have been looking, but no one has shown interest.
No one, that is....until tonight!
Sarge! Strike Force! Yes....Darkside has been watching. We know about the formation of your little team. Tactical Force, is it? That's adorable. Ha ha ha haaa.... But, we have to give you credit. Banding together in hopes of rising up to defeat us and take these titles. An admirable cause....but foolish. Sarge, the things Darkside will do to you and your little buddy will make your Post Traumatic Stress Disorder feel like a walk in the park. There is a reason why we are the champions, and Tactical Force...or any other team who wants a piece, will know soon enough.
Your little comedy skit out here earlier tonight did, however spark some interest. Just for the sake of argument, and because we've got nothing better to do...Darkside is giving you boys a tryout match. We want to see what you're made of, even if we have to spill it all over this ring in the process! If you impress us enough, we may even grant you a title shot at the next PPV.
The fans go insane as Nightmare sets the match between Darkside and the newly formed Tactical Force....
Ha ha ha ha haaa..... So, I know these people want to see it. "Doc" and I want it, and I know you boys do as well. There's no need for an answer. Just show up later tonight...if you've got the guts!
Nightmare slowly raises his arms, and suddenly...the lights go out. When the lights come back on a few seconds later...he and Death have vanished from ringside.