[[[ The camera fades back from commercial to a NYC street as a police car speeds by with blairng sirens and flashing lights then the camera pans over to an alley with a masked man sitting on an old bucket with a neon sign flashing "LIVE GIRLS" above in a window. Dumpster Mask raises his head, with is bold green eyes looking into the camera. ]]]
I have been offered a chance. A chance to cooperate, to co-exist, to fight along side the champion of disfunctional wrestling. The hardcore champion, Noodles. He has proven himself more than once here, and I feel he a worthy partner and comrad. I would be more than happy to join you on you escapade across this federation. But there is one problem, after I defeat Chaos tomorrow, fate has put us in the position to do battle on Thursday. And whoever the victor may be on that momentous day, is the true champion. And after that battle, I wouldn'tlike their to be any hard feelings, just sore bodies. And we can take our power to create the most dominating team in this corperation. Now on to Chaos. Do you actually believe you can defeat me? Do you think, fo one second, that you can go to that ring tomorrow night, and bruise my body? I don't think so. Tomorrow night I am gonna take trash cans, broom sticks, ladders, chairs, and tables, and break you physically, and psychologically. You won't be able to walk away. Those geeky EMT's will haveto come and take you out on a stretcher. Your own family won't even recognize you because I am going to ruin that face or yours. Your nose will be borken, your cheeks swollen, your eyes black and blue, and bandages wrapped around you head. You don't even threaten me. I will taked these gloved hand, and make you feel pain you thought could never exist. I grew up out here, fighting to live everyday. Pain is nothing new to me and my body. You better have plenty of bandages, gauze, bags of ice, and a little nurse back in your smelly locker room tomorrow. You big dummy. Well, I think I am gonna go find a busy steet and try to peddle some money for some food. See you tomorrow night Chaos, and get your sleep.
[[[ Dumpster Mask slowly gets up, passing a bum holding a bottle in a brown paper bag laying passed out near a shopping cart, and walks out of the alley, through a cloud of steam fomr a sewer, and off into the city. ]]]
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