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Post by Nic Nemeth on Dec 26, 2008 22:03:45 GMT -5
Ziggler should only be a heel or face towards certain people!
*Ziggler introduces himself to Matt Hardy*
*Matt doesn't shake his hand and walks away*
*Later that night, Ziggler comes out of nowhere and beats down Matt then takes his ECW title away*
JR: BAW GAWD, A VICIOUS ASSAULT BY DOLPH ZIGGLER! THAT NO GOOD SNORKING SOB!
*Ziggler introduces himself to Edge*
*Edge blows him off*
*Later that night, Ziggler beats the hell out of Edge*
JR: BAW GAWD SERVES EDGE RIGHT, HE WHIPPING HIM LIKE A GOVERNMENT MULE!
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Post by The Tank on Dec 26, 2008 22:05:58 GMT -5
He's not a face.
He's not a heel.
HE'S DOLPH ZIGGLER!
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Post by C2THAJ is a pretty princess on Dec 26, 2008 22:34:47 GMT -5
who is this dolph ziggler you speak of?
have i met him before?
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Post by Sharpy Snow on Dec 26, 2008 23:31:11 GMT -5
Here's a question.
Should Dolph ever have to introduce himself to HBK or HHH, will he suddenly get flashbacks to an inside of a crate, trapped with 4 other men, the only source of light being when the tallest one manages to escape on that bumpy road?
He said he would back with help. He never returned.
Hunger set in. The four remaining friends went mad. Three of them knew what had to be done. It was a shame the fourth resisted. It didn't make it any easier when he screamed.
Then from the horror of having to eat one of the others to survive, he thinks he was called Mitch, it's not important now, the 3 somehow escaped.
Unfortunately the longer haired kung fu fan disappeared one night, presumed dead. The shorter guy was then caught by the FBI. He later heard that the tall guy who escaped got beaten repeatedly and was fired from his job, later to be scooped up by the FBI now that he no longer had 'the boss's' protection.
He saw a match where the tall guy was beaten by an old guy notable for his slick backed blond hair. This stuck in his mind for some reason.
Lost and confused he returned to Ohio, the destination of the box he was in only to see the school where he had once been was now deserted. He hid inside and decided he had to make a new life for himself. Get away from it.
But something stopped him. Revenge burned deep inside. He remembered the taste of gold. Victory. Celebrating with the big cheeses at the top of the ladder. And suddenly, thanks to two guys, it had all been taken away.
Revenge. It had to be taken. For John and Ken and Mike and that other guy. But mostly himself.
He remembered the old man and as such, to hide his identity grew his hair longer and bleached it. He smiled to the people of Ohio as he bought his weekly shopping, hoping not to start acting suspect.
He trained every night in that abandoned school. His arms grew stronger. His legs moved faster. He began to learn moves he had never seen before. His goal became closer.
He had a try out at that company that had once abandoned him. He saw an old buddy of his was one of the veterans judging their performance. Just some Latino guy who he played golf with a bit a few years back but if he said anything, it would all be over. He panicked.
Thankfully, he didn't recognize him and managed to impress enough to be taken up to the big time. The plan was coming together. There was a slight bump in the road when he was caught using a performance enhancing drug. He had felt it was necessary at the time to beat 'the two'. Fortunately, the company operated a 3 strike policy, so he was safe. For now. But he knew he had to drop the stuff otherwise he risked his plan falling apart.
It was time to go into action.
But for this to work, to get revenge on those who ruined his 4 friends, he could no longer be who he was. His family. His friends. He had to leave them all behind. He could no longer be Nick Nemith. He must now become...
HBK: [snaps fingers] HEY. HEY. Buddy, you ok? You kinda phased out into some kind of flashback thing. You ok?
Dolph: Huh? Oh yes. I'm fine.... [Extends hand] Hi. Dolph Ziggler.
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Post by The Tank on Dec 26, 2008 23:39:35 GMT -5
Here's a question. Should Dolph ever have to introduce himself to HBK or HHH, will he suddenly get flashbacks to an inside of a crate, trapped with 4 other men, the only source of light being when the tallest one manages to escape on that bumpy road? He said he would back with help. He never returned. Hunger set in. The four remaining friends went mad. Three of them knew what had to be done. It was a shame the fourth resisted. It didn't make it any easier when he screamed. Then from the horror of having to eat one of the others to survive, he thinks he was called Mitch, it's not important now, the 3 somehow escaped. Unfortunatly the longer haired kung fu fan disappeared one night, persumed dead. The shorter guy was then caught by the FBI. He later heard that the tall guy who escaped got beaten repeatedly and was fired from his job, later to be scooped up by the FBI now that he no longer had 'the boss's' protection. He saw a match where the tall guy was beaten by an old guy notable for his slick backed blonde hair. This stuck in his mind for some reason. Lost and confused he returned to Ohio, the destination of the box he was in only to see the school where he had once been was now deserted. He hid inside and decided he had to make a new life for himself. Get away from it. But something stopped him. Revenge burned deep inside. He remembered the taste of gold. Victory. Celebrating with the big cheeses at the top of the ladder. And suddenly, thanks to two guys, it had all been taken away. Revenge. It had to be taken. For John and Ken and Mike and that other guy. But mostly himself. He remembered the old man and as such, to hide his identity grew his hair longer and bleached it. He smiled to the people of Ohio as he bought his weekly shopping, hoping not to start acting suspect. He trained every night in that abandoned school. His arms grew stronger. His legs moved faster. He began to learn moves he had never seen before. His goal became closer. He had a try out at that company that had once abandoned him. He saw an old buddy of his was one of the veterans judging their performance. Just some latino guy who he played golf with a bit a few years back but if he said anything, it would all be over. He paniced. Thankfully, he didn't recognise him and managed to impress enough to be taken up to the big time. The plan was coming together. There was a slight bump in the road when he was caught using a performance enhancing drug. He had felt it was neccasary at the time to beat 'the two'. Fortunatly, the company operated a 3 strike policy, so he was safe. For now. But he knew he had to drop the stuff otherwise he risked his plan falling apart. It was time to go into action. But for this to work, to get revenge on those who ruined his 4 friends, he could no longer be who he was. His family. His friends. He had to leave them all behind. He could no longer be Nick Nemith. He must now become... HBK: [snaps fingers] HEY. HEY. Buddy, you ok? You kinda phased out into some kind of flashback thing. You ok? Dolph: Huh? Oh yes. I'm fine.... [Extends hand] Hi. Dolph Ziggler. Well, he already met Shawn Michaels, but that was awesome nonetheless. |
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Post by Deleted on Dec 27, 2008 0:21:10 GMT -5
Here's a question. Should Dolph ever have to introduce himself to HBK or HHH, will he suddenly get flashbacks to an inside of a crate, trapped with 4 other men, the only source of light being when the tallest one manages to escape on that bumpy road? He said he would back with help. He never returned. Hunger set in. The four remaining friends went mad. Three of them knew what had to be done. It was a shame the fourth resisted. It didn't make it any easier when he screamed. Then from the horror of having to eat one of the others to survive, he thinks he was called Mitch, it's not important now, the 3 somehow escaped. Unfortunatly the longer haired kung fu fan disappeared one night, persumed dead. The shorter guy was then caught by the FBI. He later heard that the tall guy who escaped got beaten repeatedly and was fired from his job, later to be scooped up by the FBI now that he no longer had 'the boss's' protection. He saw a match where the tall guy was beaten by an old guy notable for his slick backed blonde hair. This stuck in his mind for some reason. Lost and confused he returned to Ohio, the destination of the box he was in only to see the school where he had once been was now deserted. He hid inside and decided he had to make a new life for himself. Get away from it. But something stopped him. Revenge burned deep inside. He remembered the taste of gold. Victory. Celebrating with the big cheeses at the top of the ladder. And suddenly, thanks to two guys, it had all been taken away. Revenge. It had to be taken. For John and Ken and Mike and that other guy. But mostly himself. He remembered the old man and as such, to hide his identity grew his hair longer and bleached it. He smiled to the people of Ohio as he bought his weekly shopping, hoping not to start acting suspect. He trained every night in that abandoned school. His arms grew stronger. His legs moved faster. He began to learn moves he had never seen before. His goal became closer. He had a try out at that company that had once abandoned him. He saw an old buddy of his was one of the veterans judging their performance. Just some latino guy who he played golf with a bit a few years back but if he said anything, it would all be over. He paniced. Thankfully, he didn't recognise him and managed to impress enough to be taken up to the big time. The plan was coming together. There was a slight bump in the road when he was caught using a performance enhancing drug. He had felt it was neccasary at the time to beat 'the two'. Fortunatly, the company operated a 3 strike policy, so he was safe. For now. But he knew he had to drop the stuff otherwise he risked his plan falling apart. It was time to go into action. But for this to work, to get revenge on those who ruined his 4 friends, he could no longer be who he was. His family. His friends. He had to leave them all behind. He could no longer be Nick Nemith. He must now become... HBK: [snaps fingers] HEY. HEY. Buddy, you ok? You kinda phased out into some kind of flashback thing. You ok? Dolph: Huh? Oh yes. I'm fine.... [Extends hand] Hi. Dolph Ziggler. that was awesome! |
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Post by Tarik Dee on Dec 27, 2008 0:41:03 GMT -5
Here's a question. Should Dolph ever have to introduce himself to HBK or HHH, will he suddenly get flashbacks to an inside of a crate, trapped with 4 other men, the only source of light being when the tallest one manages to escape on that bumpy road? He said he would back with help. He never returned. Hunger set in. The four remaining friends went mad. Three of them knew what had to be done. It was a shame the fourth resisted. It didn't make it any easier when he screamed. Then from the horror of having to eat one of the others to survive, he thinks he was called Mitch, it's not important now, the 3 somehow escaped. Unfortunatly the longer haired kung fu fan disappeared one night, persumed dead. The shorter guy was then caught by the FBI. He later heard that the tall guy who escaped got beaten repeatedly and was fired from his job, later to be scooped up by the FBI now that he no longer had 'the boss's' protection. He saw a match where the tall guy was beaten by an old guy notable for his slick backed blonde hair. This stuck in his mind for some reason. Lost and confused he returned to Ohio, the destination of the box he was in only to see the school where he had once been was now deserted. He hid inside and decided he had to make a new life for himself. Get away from it. But something stopped him. Revenge burned deep inside. He remembered the taste of gold. Victory. Celebrating with the big cheeses at the top of the ladder. And suddenly, thanks to two guys, it had all been taken away. Revenge. It had to be taken. For John and Ken and Mike and that other guy. But mostly himself. He remembered the old man and as such, to hide his identity grew his hair longer and bleached it. He smiled to the people of Ohio as he bought his weekly shopping, hoping not to start acting suspect. He trained every night in that abandoned school. His arms grew stronger. His legs moved faster. He began to learn moves he had never seen before. His goal became closer. He had a try out at that company that had once abandoned him. He saw an old buddy of his was one of the veterans judging their performance. Just some latino guy who he played golf with a bit a few years back but if he said anything, it would all be over. He paniced. Thankfully, he didn't recognise him and managed to impress enough to be taken up to the big time. The plan was coming together. There was a slight bump in the road when he was caught using a performance enhancing drug. He had felt it was neccasary at the time to beat 'the two'. Fortunatly, the company operated a 3 strike policy, so he was safe. For now. But he knew he had to drop the stuff otherwise he risked his plan falling apart. It was time to go into action. But for this to work, to get revenge on those who ruined his 4 friends, he could no longer be who he was. His family. His friends. He had to leave them all behind. He could no longer be Nick Nemith. He must now become... HBK: [snaps fingers] HEY. HEY. Buddy, you ok? You kinda phased out into some kind of flashback thing. You ok? Dolph: Huh? Oh yes. I'm fine.... [Extends hand] Hi. Dolph Ziggler. That was EPIC!!! |
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Post by Nic Nemeth on Dec 27, 2008 0:45:10 GMT -5
Here's a question. Should Dolph ever have to introduce himself to HBK or HHH, will he suddenly get flashbacks to an inside of a crate, trapped with 4 other men, the only source of light being when the tallest one manages to escape on that bumpy road? He said he would back with help. He never returned. Hunger set in. The four remaining friends went mad. Three of them knew what had to be done. It was a shame the fourth resisted. It didn't make it any easier when he screamed. Then from the horror of having to eat one of the others to survive, he thinks he was called Mitch, it's not important now, the 3 somehow escaped. Unfortunatly the longer haired kung fu fan disappeared one night, persumed dead. The shorter guy was then caught by the FBI. He later heard that the tall guy who escaped got beaten repeatedly and was fired from his job, later to be scooped up by the FBI now that he no longer had 'the boss's' protection. He saw a match where the tall guy was beaten by an old guy notable for his slick backed blonde hair. This stuck in his mind for some reason. Lost and confused he returned to Ohio, the destination of the box he was in only to see the school where he had once been was now deserted. He hid inside and decided he had to make a new life for himself. Get away from it. But something stopped him. Revenge burned deep inside. He remembered the taste of gold. Victory. Celebrating with the big cheeses at the top of the ladder. And suddenly, thanks to two guys, it had all been taken away. Revenge. It had to be taken. For John and Ken and Mike and that other guy. But mostly himself. He remembered the old man and as such, to hide his identity grew his hair longer and bleached it. He smiled to the people of Ohio as he bought his weekly shopping, hoping not to start acting suspect. He trained every night in that abandoned school. His arms grew stronger. His legs moved faster. He began to learn moves he had never seen before. His goal became closer. He had a try out at that company that had once abandoned him. He saw an old buddy of his was one of the veterans judging their performance. Just some latino guy who he played golf with a bit a few years back but if he said anything, it would all be over. He paniced. Thankfully, he didn't recognise him and managed to impress enough to be taken up to the big time. The plan was coming together. There was a slight bump in the road when he was caught using a performance enhancing drug. He had felt it was neccasary at the time to beat 'the two'. Fortunatly, the company operated a 3 strike policy, so he was safe. For now. But he knew he had to drop the stuff otherwise he risked his plan falling apart. It was time to go into action. But for this to work, to get revenge on those who ruined his 4 friends, he could no longer be who he was. His family. His friends. He had to leave them all behind. He could no longer be Nick Nemith. He must now become... HBK: [snaps fingers] HEY. HEY. Buddy, you ok? You kinda phased out into some kind of flashback thing. You ok? Dolph: Huh? Oh yes. I'm fine.... [Extends hand] Hi. Dolph Ziggler. And that damn Kenny kept promising he would come back...oh excretory matter... Hi, I'm Dolph Ziggler! *extends hand* |
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Post by Spankymac is sick of the swiss on Dec 27, 2008 0:48:36 GMT -5
Here's a question. Should Dolph ever have to introduce himself to HBK or HHH, will he suddenly get flashbacks to an inside of a crate, trapped with 4 other men, the only source of light being when the tallest one manages to escape on that bumpy road? He said he would back with help. He never returned. Hunger set in. The four remaining friends went mad. Three of them knew what had to be done. It was a shame the fourth resisted. It didn't make it any easier when he screamed. Then from the horror of having to eat one of the others to survive, he thinks he was called Mitch, it's not important now, the 3 somehow escaped. Unfortunatly the longer haired kung fu fan disappeared one night, persumed dead. The shorter guy was then caught by the FBI. He later heard that the tall guy who escaped got beaten repeatedly and was fired from his job, later to be scooped up by the FBI now that he no longer had 'the boss's' protection. He saw a match where the tall guy was beaten by an old guy notable for his slick backed blonde hair. This stuck in his mind for some reason. Lost and confused he returned to Ohio, the destination of the box he was in only to see the school where he had once been was now deserted. He hid inside and decided he had to make a new life for himself. Get away from it. But something stopped him. Revenge burned deep inside. He remembered the taste of gold. Victory. Celebrating with the big cheeses at the top of the ladder. And suddenly, thanks to two guys, it had all been taken away. Revenge. It had to be taken. For John and Ken and Mike and that other guy. But mostly himself. He remembered the old man and as such, to hide his identity grew his hair longer and bleached it. He smiled to the people of Ohio as he bought his weekly shopping, hoping not to start acting suspect. He trained every night in that abandoned school. His arms grew stronger. His legs moved faster. He began to learn moves he had never seen before. His goal became closer. He had a try out at that company that had once abandoned him. He saw an old buddy of his was one of the veterans judging their performance. Just some latino guy who he played golf with a bit a few years back but if he said anything, it would all be over. He paniced. Thankfully, he didn't recognise him and managed to impress enough to be taken up to the big time. The plan was coming together. There was a slight bump in the road when he was caught using a performance enhancing drug. He had felt it was neccasary at the time to beat 'the two'. Fortunatly, the company operated a 3 strike policy, so he was safe. For now. But he knew he had to drop the stuff otherwise he risked his plan falling apart. It was time to go into action. But for this to work, to get revenge on those who ruined his 4 friends, he could no longer be who he was. His family. His friends. He had to leave them all behind. He could no longer be Nick Nemith. He must now become... HBK: [snaps fingers] HEY. HEY. Buddy, you ok? You kinda phased out into some kind of flashback thing. You ok? Dolph: Huh? Oh yes. I'm fine.... [Extends hand] Hi. Dolph Ziggler. ....I love you. |
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Post by Deleted on Dec 27, 2008 1:31:48 GMT -5
I love you Sharpy Snow and Dolph Ziggler
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Post by Deleted on Dec 27, 2008 2:09:18 GMT -5
Since he's a pokemon, who his trainer is will determine if he is a face or a heel.
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Post by Mozenrath on Dec 27, 2008 2:17:44 GMT -5
Since he's a pokemon, who his trainer is will determine if he is a face or a heel. Dolph Ziggler used Thundershock, it's super effective! |
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Post by Baixo Astral on Dec 27, 2008 2:19:21 GMT -5
Sharpy Snow is a space genius!
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Post by TromboneMan on Dec 27, 2008 2:28:31 GMT -5
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Post by Deleted on Dec 27, 2008 2:33:36 GMT -5
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Post by Sumbody Gon' Get Dey Kneelift on Dec 27, 2008 2:58:33 GMT -5
Here's a question. Should Dolph ever have to introduce himself to HBK or HHH, will he suddenly get flashbacks to an inside of a crate, trapped with 4 other men, the only source of light being when the tallest one manages to escape on that bumpy road? He said he would back with help. He never returned. Hunger set in. The four remaining friends went mad. Three of them knew what had to be done. It was a shame the fourth resisted. It didn't make it any easier when he screamed. Then from the horror of having to eat one of the others to survive, he thinks he was called Mitch, it's not important now, the 3 somehow escaped. Unfortunately the longer haired kung fu fan disappeared one night, presumed dead. The shorter guy was then caught by the FBI. He later heard that the tall guy who escaped got beaten repeatedly and was fired from his job, later to be scooped up by the FBI now that he no longer had 'the boss's' protection. He saw a match where the tall guy was beaten by an old guy notable for his slick backed blond hair. This stuck in his mind for some reason. Lost and confused he returned to Ohio, the destination of the box he was in only to see the school where he had once been was now deserted. He hid inside and decided he had to make a new life for himself. Get away from it. But something stopped him. Revenge burned deep inside. He remembered the taste of gold. Victory. Celebrating with the big cheeses at the top of the ladder. And suddenly, thanks to two guys, it had all been taken away. Revenge. It had to be taken. For John and Ken and Mike and that other guy. But mostly himself. He remembered the old man and as such, to hide his identity grew his hair longer and bleached it. He smiled to the people of Ohio as he bought his weekly shopping, hoping not to start acting suspect. He trained every night in that abandoned school. His arms grew stronger. His legs moved faster. He began to learn moves he had never seen before. His goal became closer. He had a try out at that company that had once abandoned him. He saw an old buddy of his was one of the veterans judging their performance. Just some Latino guy who he played golf with a bit a few years back but if he said anything, it would all be over. He panicked. Thankfully, he didn't recognize him and managed to impress enough to be taken up to the big time. The plan was coming together. There was a slight bump in the road when he was caught using a performance enhancing drug. He had felt it was necessary at the time to beat 'the two'. Fortunately, the company operated a 3 strike policy, so he was safe. For now. But he knew he had to drop the stuff otherwise he risked his plan falling apart. It was time to go into action. But for this to work, to get revenge on those who ruined his 4 friends, he could no longer be who he was. His family. His friends. He had to leave them all behind. He could no longer be Nick Nemith. He must now become... HBK: [snaps fingers] HEY. HEY. Buddy, you ok? You kinda phased out into some kind of flashback thing. You ok? Dolph: Huh? Oh yes. I'm fine.... [Extends hand] Hi. Dolph Ziggler. Winning post. |
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Post by Sharpy Snow on Dec 27, 2008 15:39:24 GMT -5
Oh wow if I knew I would get this much praise for the post, I would have made more posts like that before the whole 'Wrestlecrapper of the Year' voting in Off Topic.  |
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Post by salsashark on Dec 27, 2008 15:54:15 GMT -5
Here's a question. Should Dolph ever have to introduce himself to HBK or HHH, will he suddenly get flashbacks to an inside of a crate, trapped with 4 other men, the only source of light being when the tallest one manages to escape on that bumpy road? He said he would back with help. He never returned. Hunger set in. The four remaining friends went mad. Three of them knew what had to be done. It was a shame the fourth resisted. It didn't make it any easier when he screamed. Then from the horror of having to eat one of the others to survive, he thinks he was called Mitch, it's not important now, the 3 somehow escaped. Unfortunately the longer haired kung fu fan disappeared one night, presumed dead. The shorter guy was then caught by the FBI. He later heard that the tall guy who escaped got beaten repeatedly and was fired from his job, later to be scooped up by the FBI now that he no longer had 'the boss's' protection. He saw a match where the tall guy was beaten by an old guy notable for his slick backed blond hair. This stuck in his mind for some reason. Lost and confused he returned to Ohio, the destination of the box he was in only to see the school where he had once been was now deserted. He hid inside and decided he had to make a new life for himself. Get away from it. But something stopped him. Revenge burned deep inside. He remembered the taste of gold. Victory. Celebrating with the big cheeses at the top of the ladder. And suddenly, thanks to two guys, it had all been taken away. Revenge. It had to be taken. For John and Ken and Mike and that other guy. But mostly himself. He remembered the old man and as such, to hide his identity grew his hair longer and bleached it. He smiled to the people of Ohio as he bought his weekly shopping, hoping not to start acting suspect. He trained every night in that abandoned school. His arms grew stronger. His legs moved faster. He began to learn moves he had never seen before. His goal became closer. He had a try out at that company that had once abandoned him. He saw an old buddy of his was one of the veterans judging their performance. Just some Latino guy who he played golf with a bit a few years back but if he said anything, it would all be over. He panicked. Thankfully, he didn't recognize him and managed to impress enough to be taken up to the big time. The plan was coming together. There was a slight bump in the road when he was caught using a performance enhancing drug. He had felt it was necessary at the time to beat 'the two'. Fortunately, the company operated a 3 strike policy, so he was safe. For now. But he knew he had to drop the stuff otherwise he risked his plan falling apart. It was time to go into action. But for this to work, to get revenge on those who ruined his 4 friends, he could no longer be who he was. His family. His friends. He had to leave them all behind. He could no longer be Nick Nemith. He must now become... HBK: [snaps fingers] HEY. HEY. Buddy, you ok? You kinda phased out into some kind of flashback thing. You ok? Dolph: Huh? Oh yes. I'm fine.... [Extends hand] Hi. Dolph Ziggler. Post of the f***ing day!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! |
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Post by Toates Madhackrviper on Dec 27, 2008 16:17:10 GMT -5
Here's a question. Should Dolph ever have to introduce himself to HBK or HHH, will he suddenly get flashbacks to an inside of a crate, trapped with 4 other men, the only source of light being when the tallest one manages to escape on that bumpy road? He said he would back with help. He never returned. Hunger set in. The four remaining friends went mad. Three of them knew what had to be done. It was a shame the fourth resisted. It didn't make it any easier when he screamed. Then from the horror of having to eat one of the others to survive, he thinks he was called Mitch, it's not important now, the 3 somehow escaped. Unfortunately the longer haired kung fu fan disappeared one night, presumed dead. The shorter guy was then caught by the FBI. He later heard that the tall guy who escaped got beaten repeatedly and was fired from his job, later to be scooped up by the FBI now that he no longer had 'the boss's' protection. He saw a match where the tall guy was beaten by an old guy notable for his slick backed blond hair. This stuck in his mind for some reason. Lost and confused he returned to Ohio, the destination of the box he was in only to see the school where he had once been was now deserted. He hid inside and decided he had to make a new life for himself. Get away from it. But something stopped him. Revenge burned deep inside. He remembered the taste of gold. Victory. Celebrating with the big cheeses at the top of the ladder. And suddenly, thanks to two guys, it had all been taken away. Revenge. It had to be taken. For John and Ken and Mike and that other guy. But mostly himself. He remembered the old man and as such, to hide his identity grew his hair longer and bleached it. He smiled to the people of Ohio as he bought his weekly shopping, hoping not to start acting suspect. He trained every night in that abandoned school. His arms grew stronger. His legs moved faster. He began to learn moves he had never seen before. His goal became closer. He had a try out at that company that had once abandoned him. He saw an old buddy of his was one of the veterans judging their performance. Just some Latino guy who he played golf with a bit a few years back but if he said anything, it would all be over. He panicked. Thankfully, he didn't recognize him and managed to impress enough to be taken up to the big time. The plan was coming together. There was a slight bump in the road when he was caught using a performance enhancing drug. He had felt it was necessary at the time to beat 'the two'. Fortunately, the company operated a 3 strike policy, so he was safe. For now. But he knew he had to drop the stuff otherwise he risked his plan falling apart. It was time to go into action. But for this to work, to get revenge on those who ruined his 4 friends, he could no longer be who he was. His family. His friends. He had to leave them all behind. He could no longer be Nick Nemith. He must now become... HBK: [snaps fingers] HEY. HEY. Buddy, you ok? You kinda phased out into some kind of flashback thing. You ok? Dolph: Huh? Oh yes. I'm fine.... [Extends hand] Hi. Dolph Ziggler.  OMFG that was good |
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