[I take a sip of my water, to keep the mouth moist as I contuie to rant and rave!]
Hart: “In preparation for this battle, I’ve been trying to ensure that I’m in the right state of mind going into this match. I know that Revenge Inc is just as much a Hardcore team as me and tails – and that therefore makes them a formidable opponents. However, history points out that I’ve never lost in a match involving Anarchy Rules. History points out that I’ve never looked in any real danger in match involving Anarchy Rules!”
“So, why has Bobby Ocean managed to get under my skin so much?”
“Maybe it’s the fact that the kid rips off promo‘s. Or maybe it’s the fact that the kids eyes are bigger then his skills. Our maybe its because he really thinks he can come close to defeating the Hart Attacks! Ah but Close isn’t quite good enough in this game though!”
“Still, I saw the look in his eye during the his honestly put together promo…Don’t get used to those, its only a matter of time before he finds another poor sap to rip off.”
“But non the less, There’s a burning hatred stirring up deep within Revenge Inc. and they both want my head on a silver platter. I’ve played the role of The Man’s and Bobby Ocean’s chief tormentor for oh so long now. Will at least since last weeks tournament.”
Tails: And you call that a long time?
Hart: Hey stay out of this…This is my rant, go do your own!”
[Hart waves to a group of fans who cant seem but get enough of the Heart Attacks]
Hart: “That won’t change by the time Anarchy rolls around too. For me, this match is about finding myself and seeing whether or not I really am as good as the public says I am. I’ve traveled down many long and winding roads on my journey to find out what I’m really made of and Anarchy could well mark the finding of the Holy Grail itself.”
“Will I be remembered as the man that decimated Revenge INC?”
Tails: Most likely…
Hart: “Will we be remembered as the greatest tag-team of them all?”
Tails: I think we already are…
Hart: “Or will I be remembered as a team that fall short of there task at the final hurdle?”
Tails: Oh god I hope not, I cant take any more disappointments.
Hart: “It’s time to answer all these questions and many more. I won’t be distracted on my path to greatness any longer. The head of Revenge INC will fall and with it comes another step towards immortality.”
Tails: Amen to that brother.
[Hart shoots tails a stern look.]
Tails: What? I cant help that your taking this match almost to serious…I mean how hard can a team made up of a Promo thief, and A guy who got a push by smacking off to his sister’s sex tape?
[Hart shakes his head]
Tails: Shake your head all you want, but you know Im right.
Hart: “Maybe so, But This will not be a typical Anarchy Tag match-up. This will not be about the show. This will not be about impressing the crowd. This will be about pain. This will be about suffering. This will be about making them bleed and finally shutting them the fuck up. And I am going to hurt you Bobby O. I am going to destroy you, The Man, And I am going to enjoy it. And when you both look up at me, half-unconscious, blood dripping into your eyes, I am going to smile.”
Tails: That’s just sick!
Hart: “And when that blood stings your eyes so much you have to close them, I am going to laugh. And when the injuries that you have sustained have caused you to lose consciousness, I am going to continue to inflict you with pain. To finally show you how the big boys do it on Anarchy!”
Tails: Man, And they call me the FREAK of our team.
Hart: “Revenge INC…Your screams will be like music to me. Your blood will be as welcoming as water in a desert. Your broken bones will sound like fireworks on New Years Eve. And I won't stop. Remember Kids, this is not about winning. This is about hurting the two of you. This is about humiliating you both, and sending you both back to the midcarder levels…Its where you two belong!”
Tails: I am speechless…and that’s a first
Hart: And to think this promo is just half way done!
Tails: Half way done? What more can you say to these fools?
[Just then there food comes flowing out from the kitchen. Tons of food all around, Hart can’t believe it…He just wanted the Duck and ended up getting everything on the menu…]
Tails: Oh boy, I hope your hungry…
Hart: Im as hungry as the next superstar!”
Tails: Why don’t I think your not talking about the dinner?
Hart: “The Man...Bobby Ocean… This is the moment of truth. This is where we prove who has the bigger dick. Metaphorically of course.”
Tails: Whoa, Playa, I aint comparing my junk to there’s…I don’t swing that way bro….no matter what the rumors are…Im straighter then a Route 66!
Hart: What?
Tails: Never mind…
[Hart shakes his head]
Hart: “Moving on….Revenge INC. I watched both your asses get pummeled in the Anarchy tournament, last week. I watched you both lose. Now, we've built this thing up, until it can't be built any longer. This is the moment where Revenge INC accepts there crushing defeat. Accepts the fact that there no longer considered the best tag-team!”
Tails: Thought I told you we wont stop…Thought I told you we wont stop…
Hart: Your rapping now?
Tails: Just keeping it real!
Hart: Back to my point…I hope you two realize your situation. It'll be less crushing if you accept the defeat as it is now. You may have build a great thing, revenge INC that is… But I'm on the verge of tearing it down. A classic battle of good against evil. You just don't see the light of this situation yet.”
Tails: Pull your head outta your asses
Hart: “When we win, It'll just be another WIN to add to are shelf. There is little importance to it. And I've proven that with my disregard to everything you both stand for.”
Tails: We promised you a war.
Hart: “A war that none of Revenge INC would forget. A time when no one could walk around, without the fear of men like myself and Tails breathing down their necks. Don't you understand why we were brought to Anarchy? Why we were brought down to Anarchy? Your ratings would be falling if we weren’t here, and they needed someone to step up and carry this shitholes on there back. The Heart Attacks were the man for the job. Regretfully, We had to take the job. We don't gain any pride by beating around rookies, and washed up veterans. Fuck, We don't even have the desire to do this anymore. But this is to prove a point.”
Tails: This is to show you who the Real Stars of Anarchy are!
Hart: “Where the fuck is the respect? Where is fear that The Heart Attacks name should invoke? Once the big dogs resigned, you young bucks decided it was your time. You thought without any sort of regards to the greats who have passed through here. This isn't about a Tag-team Championship to me. This is about retaining are name. This is about being the Legend we are dubbed to be.”
Tails: You fuckers don’t got nothing on us!
Hart: “Talk this match up as high as you like, you're both still in the development leagues of the WWA. I'm finishing what I already started. Mashing your faces in to pulp.”
Tails: were the real fucking deal.
Hart: “So here's a toast to you Revenge INC. And here's another to your last night as a team.”
Tails: YEAH BOY!
Hart: “You make a bad hype man, you know that.”
Tails: At least I try…You don’t even want to say anything in my rants!
Hart: "Ill make it up to yea"
Tails: How the hell do you plan on doing that?
Hart: “Easy, Im gonna let you pay for dinner…”
Tails: Pay for….You mean all this?
Hart: “I knew you would be thrilled…Now eat up you don’t want this food to go to waist.”
Tails: You’re an ass.
Hart: “I do my best…”
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