Post by HUP on Jan 20, 2010 10:49:13 GMT -5
We find ourselves in a bar. It is your average bar the dingy type they call pubs in england. A woman behind the bar is serving everyone wearing a white tank top and blue tight jeans, the type of thing you see in hooters except she about 20 years too old to be attempting it. It fareley noisy as the guy behind her is talking to his colleagues about the game ast night. The woman notices Hell's Pwr promo and tellas everybody to "shut the fuk up" she turns the volume to it's highest decibel and stares at the screen not moving an inch. As soon as the promo ends she sighs and looks back at the man stood next to her behind the bar, she gives him the nod of approval and he continues from where he had left off. The man she has been pouring drinks for all night looks at her and asks:
Man: You okay hun, what's with the sigh.
bar lady: I think Hell is amazing, he's just so strong and...big...and strong!
The man looks at her and shakes his head. You seriously thinks he's got a chance with HUP.
Bar girl: Are you joking me, Hell yeah!! and I mean that in both senses you know like...Hell yeah the...the...
Man: the expression.
Bar girl: Yeah the expression and Hell yeah as in...
Man: agreeing to my question?
Bar girl: Yeah!
Man: you mean NO?
Bar girl: No I mean yeah! I mean...
Man: You mean Hell No!
bar girl: Oh Fuk off.
Man: Oi careful or that potty mouth will have to be washed with soup and water.
The bar man who was conversing with his colleagues over hears the conversation and interrupts.
Bar man: Is everything alright here? Hey you are you upsetting my lady, think you need to apologize to this lovely young woman.
The man lifts up his head and takes off the black hoody he was wearing to reveal it is HUP, who was talking to the lady just having a quite drink like one does when contemplating victory. Hup takes a sip of his beer and replies with sarcasm
HUP: that your lady? Phhwoooaah real classy girl you got there mate!
Bar man: Are you..are you dissing me in front of my woman?
The bar mans colleagues are caught on camera laughing at the humor behind Hup's comments. Unable to take the pressure the man goes to swing at Hup who simply ducks leaving the guy behind him exposed to take the full effects of the close range punch. Before long the whole place erupts and there are glasses and chairs and bottles flying from end to end, chaos, mayhem an uncontrollable situation! During all this you can't help but notice this one figure still sat down on his stool by the bar. You guessed it! it's HUP who slowly sips away at his beer making slight movements to dodge the random bottle that goes flying past him. The camera zooms in onto his face, He looks around him, shaking his head as though quite disappointed, before expressing his thoughts.
Hup: See what happens when you loose control of the situation, shit hits the fan. in any situation you find yourself in it's probably best to stay composed or you have already lost the battle. Yes I'm talking about the rubbish promo I have just noticed in this very Pub. Hell I have you exactly where I want you and if I'm not mistaken, to add to your worries, you're probably should be expecting a letter through the post from the man you beat to a living pulp suing your champion ass. You couldn't help it could you? You lost control, i believe I have every right to believe that in our match on at crash TV you're going to do exactly what you did and loose control, and when your rage is in control of you mate you're irrational and like all my matches since I've been here that is how I have got the better of my opponents. Pick on the crack in foundations of this brick house until it finally crumbles and falls apart and if you don't believe me...ask everyone in the back who has seen your promo, the cracks are already showing my friend and that is how you're going to become another victim of the Hip Urb Punk.
A glass goes flying across his face, hup looks to his right before swinging a quick swift jab to the person who had been thrown beside him.
Hup: Last but not least, I have no idea why you insist on thinking I want to take whats yours...I don't want to take whats your champ i want to take what's mine. A champ should be fearless, and for someone who considers himself "Hell", your fear of loosing the gold amuses me. it's not the fear of getting punked that shall be your downfall champ...what's going to get you punked is the fear of loosing that beloved world title. The love for that gold will be your greatest downfall, now take that and smoke it chump...i mean Champ.
Through the mayhem behind the scene Hup can afford to coolly give that now well known cheeky smirk and drinks the last bit at the bottom if he's glass and walks out the bar, leaving the brawl behind. Scene Fades To Black.
Man: You okay hun, what's with the sigh.
bar lady: I think Hell is amazing, he's just so strong and...big...and strong!
The man looks at her and shakes his head. You seriously thinks he's got a chance with HUP.
Bar girl: Are you joking me, Hell yeah!! and I mean that in both senses you know like...Hell yeah the...the...
Man: the expression.
Bar girl: Yeah the expression and Hell yeah as in...
Man: agreeing to my question?
Bar girl: Yeah!
Man: you mean NO?
Bar girl: No I mean yeah! I mean...
Man: You mean Hell No!
bar girl: Oh Fuk off.
Man: Oi careful or that potty mouth will have to be washed with soup and water.
The bar man who was conversing with his colleagues over hears the conversation and interrupts.
Bar man: Is everything alright here? Hey you are you upsetting my lady, think you need to apologize to this lovely young woman.
The man lifts up his head and takes off the black hoody he was wearing to reveal it is HUP, who was talking to the lady just having a quite drink like one does when contemplating victory. Hup takes a sip of his beer and replies with sarcasm
HUP: that your lady? Phhwoooaah real classy girl you got there mate!
Bar man: Are you..are you dissing me in front of my woman?
The bar mans colleagues are caught on camera laughing at the humor behind Hup's comments. Unable to take the pressure the man goes to swing at Hup who simply ducks leaving the guy behind him exposed to take the full effects of the close range punch. Before long the whole place erupts and there are glasses and chairs and bottles flying from end to end, chaos, mayhem an uncontrollable situation! During all this you can't help but notice this one figure still sat down on his stool by the bar. You guessed it! it's HUP who slowly sips away at his beer making slight movements to dodge the random bottle that goes flying past him. The camera zooms in onto his face, He looks around him, shaking his head as though quite disappointed, before expressing his thoughts.
Hup: See what happens when you loose control of the situation, shit hits the fan. in any situation you find yourself in it's probably best to stay composed or you have already lost the battle. Yes I'm talking about the rubbish promo I have just noticed in this very Pub. Hell I have you exactly where I want you and if I'm not mistaken, to add to your worries, you're probably should be expecting a letter through the post from the man you beat to a living pulp suing your champion ass. You couldn't help it could you? You lost control, i believe I have every right to believe that in our match on at crash TV you're going to do exactly what you did and loose control, and when your rage is in control of you mate you're irrational and like all my matches since I've been here that is how I have got the better of my opponents. Pick on the crack in foundations of this brick house until it finally crumbles and falls apart and if you don't believe me...ask everyone in the back who has seen your promo, the cracks are already showing my friend and that is how you're going to become another victim of the Hip Urb Punk.
A glass goes flying across his face, hup looks to his right before swinging a quick swift jab to the person who had been thrown beside him.
Hup: Last but not least, I have no idea why you insist on thinking I want to take whats yours...I don't want to take whats your champ i want to take what's mine. A champ should be fearless, and for someone who considers himself "Hell", your fear of loosing the gold amuses me. it's not the fear of getting punked that shall be your downfall champ...what's going to get you punked is the fear of loosing that beloved world title. The love for that gold will be your greatest downfall, now take that and smoke it chump...i mean Champ.
Through the mayhem behind the scene Hup can afford to coolly give that now well known cheeky smirk and drinks the last bit at the bottom if he's glass and walks out the bar, leaving the brawl behind. Scene Fades To Black.
