Post by Roy "The Sorrow" Harlowe (NJC) on Jun 7, 2021 15:32:58 GMT -5
Neo James Carner is standing in front of a NPW logo adorned curtain with a microphone in his hand.
NJC: "Autograph...Autograph? When did I ever say autograph? Why do they follow your narrative...why do they embrace your lies over mine? You claim I'm making stuff up yet you do it right in front of them all...they even regurgitate your lies, lies I never claimed. It's...brilliant. See I've got to respect a fellow bullshit artist, you go and make stuff up on the fly, plaster it on me and create your own skewed timeline on things…"
Neo can't help but chuckle and smirk as he taps the microphone.
NJC: "Is this thing on, have we become obsessed with men who vomit up the past and make up their own flagrant lies. See I know I'm a bad man, I know I've done evil dastardly things and I've spun many a yarn in my time but Ronnie I tip my hat to you. You're the biggest bullshit artist to ever grace a screen. Your referee's fast counts and signed endorsements with NPW don't impress me. I don't care about your Got Milk Adverts with your large foreheaded wife. I could give a rat's ass whatever action figure you're selling or feel good glory return you're trying to convey. You want to talk about autographs, HOW ABOUT THIS!"
NJC: "I make shit up about you, you make shit up about me. We're going around in circles. How about this thirty year old millennial zoomer MAKES you pay attention when I carve MY AUTOGRAPH across your forehead!"
Neo says making a signing motion into the air.
NJC: "You didn't beat me, you SURVIVED me and you know it. Your precious little wife knows it and every advertising agent in the back knows it. They're gonna protect you from me because I'm the kind of guy that cancels comeback tours. You haven't seen the last of me and you haven't heard the last of The ReVenants!"
Neo bites down on his lip with a fierce fire in his eye.
NJC: "You can COUNT on that 1-2-3.1!"
Neo says dropping the mic stomping off like a scorn child in a temper tantrum.
NJC: "Autograph...Autograph? When did I ever say autograph? Why do they follow your narrative...why do they embrace your lies over mine? You claim I'm making stuff up yet you do it right in front of them all...they even regurgitate your lies, lies I never claimed. It's...brilliant. See I've got to respect a fellow bullshit artist, you go and make stuff up on the fly, plaster it on me and create your own skewed timeline on things…"
Neo can't help but chuckle and smirk as he taps the microphone.
NJC: "Is this thing on, have we become obsessed with men who vomit up the past and make up their own flagrant lies. See I know I'm a bad man, I know I've done evil dastardly things and I've spun many a yarn in my time but Ronnie I tip my hat to you. You're the biggest bullshit artist to ever grace a screen. Your referee's fast counts and signed endorsements with NPW don't impress me. I don't care about your Got Milk Adverts with your large foreheaded wife. I could give a rat's ass whatever action figure you're selling or feel good glory return you're trying to convey. You want to talk about autographs, HOW ABOUT THIS!"
NJC: "I make shit up about you, you make shit up about me. We're going around in circles. How about this thirty year old millennial zoomer MAKES you pay attention when I carve MY AUTOGRAPH across your forehead!"
Neo says making a signing motion into the air.
NJC: "You didn't beat me, you SURVIVED me and you know it. Your precious little wife knows it and every advertising agent in the back knows it. They're gonna protect you from me because I'm the kind of guy that cancels comeback tours. You haven't seen the last of me and you haven't heard the last of The ReVenants!"
Neo bites down on his lip with a fierce fire in his eye.
NJC: "You can COUNT on that 1-2-3.1!"
Neo says dropping the mic stomping off like a scorn child in a temper tantrum.
