Four peasants, four tables, one king and his guitar
Jul 4, 2019 11:04:08 GMT -5
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Post by King Of Newburgh on Jul 4, 2019 11:04:08 GMT -5
We open with a voice.
“Tables… I’m well acquainted with ‘em…”
We then see shots of Kyle Killjoy using his patented Royal Tuner to plant various opponents through tables, all the while seeing it through a vignette like filter. Some from the top of a ladder, others from off of a deck, all the while hearing spectators going “OH!!!” as soon as they land through the table.
“I’m very good at plantin’ people through ‘em and makin’ ‘em beg for mercy…”
We then see shots of Kyle holding some championship belts, while also continuing to beat his fallen foes, all the while Oasis’ “D’You Know What I Mean?” is playing in the background. Clips of Kyle, grabbing his guitar and whacking his opponents with it, locking them in the Figure 4, picking them up and planting them through another table, you name it. Sometimes he even adds insult to injury by spitting on them.
“This time, it’s four men. Four peons.”
A montage in black and white of Kyle hoisting championship belts above his head and strutting the way he does, striking his eight-finger pose afterwards. Then, we hear Kyle’s voice again as it cuts to a shot of Kyle standing outside of a mansion. It is likely the one in which he resides.
KYLE - Four peasants will walk in, then they will be graced by the presence of royalty. Four tables will be broken… and only one will walk out. That one… will be me. Dillon The Villain, you may be a villain, but you’re also what we royals call a streetrat, you pathetic worm. I’m gonna end your miserable career before it even gets off the ground. Jimbo, you are a failure and a disappointment. Nothin’ more and nothin’ less. Such a shame ‘cause you could’ve been great. Taboo, you are an animalistic beast… and I’m gonna put you down. As for our last contestant… Eddie Slipknot, you juvenile delinquent. Lemme tell ya somethin’, boy. If I were your mother, I woulda slapped the stork that delivered you 'cause you ain't even worth the skin on your bones! You lack discipline and you lack respect. I think it’s high time someone beat it into ya.
"Four peasants, four tables, one king and his guitar. Who are the odds in favour of?"
He then turns around and walks back into his mansion as the camera slowly fades out.
“Tables… I’m well acquainted with ‘em…”
We then see shots of Kyle Killjoy using his patented Royal Tuner to plant various opponents through tables, all the while seeing it through a vignette like filter. Some from the top of a ladder, others from off of a deck, all the while hearing spectators going “OH!!!” as soon as they land through the table.
“I’m very good at plantin’ people through ‘em and makin’ ‘em beg for mercy…”
We then see shots of Kyle holding some championship belts, while also continuing to beat his fallen foes, all the while Oasis’ “D’You Know What I Mean?” is playing in the background. Clips of Kyle, grabbing his guitar and whacking his opponents with it, locking them in the Figure 4, picking them up and planting them through another table, you name it. Sometimes he even adds insult to injury by spitting on them.
“This time, it’s four men. Four peons.”
A montage in black and white of Kyle hoisting championship belts above his head and strutting the way he does, striking his eight-finger pose afterwards. Then, we hear Kyle’s voice again as it cuts to a shot of Kyle standing outside of a mansion. It is likely the one in which he resides.
KYLE - Four peasants will walk in, then they will be graced by the presence of royalty. Four tables will be broken… and only one will walk out. That one… will be me. Dillon The Villain, you may be a villain, but you’re also what we royals call a streetrat, you pathetic worm. I’m gonna end your miserable career before it even gets off the ground. Jimbo, you are a failure and a disappointment. Nothin’ more and nothin’ less. Such a shame ‘cause you could’ve been great. Taboo, you are an animalistic beast… and I’m gonna put you down. As for our last contestant… Eddie Slipknot, you juvenile delinquent. Lemme tell ya somethin’, boy. If I were your mother, I woulda slapped the stork that delivered you 'cause you ain't even worth the skin on your bones! You lack discipline and you lack respect. I think it’s high time someone beat it into ya.
"Four peasants, four tables, one king and his guitar. Who are the odds in favour of?"
He then turns around and walks back into his mansion as the camera slowly fades out.