Post by wrathofthestorm on Jul 23, 2024 15:54:42 GMT -5
"The more difficult the victory, the greater the happiness in winning."
That was said by Pelé, one of the greatest athletes to ever exist in our world.
He won three FIFA World Cups. Michael Jordan never won one. Think about it.
Last Smash, the Wrath of the Storm got to taste that difficult victory.
Well, Lightning did. But Thunder was given a taste too when they celebrated later once Lightning got back up.
This time, Thunder and Lightning will be working together again, two brothers against two brothers.
The McConnaigh Brothers vs. The Brothers of the Storm.
Nothing makes a stronger team than family. Dominic Toretto probably said that at some point.
Just think if Pelé's brother Zoca had been as good as Pelé was? They would have formed their own team and ruled the world.
Just as The Wrath of the Storm is going to do.
Brothers will slaughter brothers in order to move towards success and the tag-team titles.
It will be like Cain vs. Abel except that the two teams aren't related. But it will still be one team taking down the other team.
A team of Cains beating a team of Abels. But we're not evil like Cains.
This analogy isn't working.
Simply put, The Wrath will eliminate the Big Macs from the equation because the winning streak starts now.
Nothing can stop Thunder and Lightning when they are fully unified. When they are a team. When they are family.
"No individual can win a game by himself."
That was Pelé too. And he was right. Thunder and Lightning will do it together.
The Storm is coming. The McConnaigh Brothers better have umbrellas.
They'd better be ready to get kicked like a soccer ball, many, many times. In honor of Pelé.
A great man.
We come into the shot outside of Oklahoma City. Right outside. The sign specifically says "Welcome to Oklahoma City: The Most Beautiful City In The World". A pickup truck pulls up next to the sign, coming to a stop. The driver leans out the window, watching as the two men get out of the back, dusting off the hay and other elements that ended up on them from the ride.
Driver: Are you sure you boys don't want me to drop you off further in? Like the center of town or something? I'm willin' to do it.
The two large men turn towards him, their bags held in each hand.
Thunder: You don't have to worry about us.
Lightning: You have brought us to the city as we requested. We cannot thank you enough.
Thunder: But now we need to make our own journey forward.
Lightning: The exercise will do us good, mentally and physically, helping us onto success. For we are...
Thunder: THUNDER!!!
Lightning: AND LIGHTNING!!!
The two brothers drop their bags to pose, as the driver just shakes his head. He gives them a wave, and then quickly pulls away, heading into the city. Thunder reaches down to pick up his duffel bag again, then turns to Lightning with a smile.
Thunder: So do we know where we need to go, brother?
Lightning: I believe so, brother. It's the Pay Com Center.
Thunder: You think we will have to pay for comics when we get there?
Lightning: I hope they have Flash comics. The Flash is the best superhero.
Thunder: He is good for his speed but Captain Marvel is better.
Lightning: You mean Shazam?
Thunder: That is the word he uses but he is Captain Marvel.
Lightning: Either way he uses lightning and I can appreciate that. Should we start walking, brother?
Thunder: Sure, brother. Let's get into the next city to watch us be victorious.
The brothers start walking, making their way deeper into Oklahoma City. Unfortunately, it's a very large city, which means a very long walk for Thunder and Lightning. We pick up with them further inside the city limits, stopping to get some beverages from a local 7-Eleven. Lightning takes another drink of his Slushie before looking over at Thunder.
Lightning: Maybe we should have let that driver take us further.
Thunder: No, brother. That would show weakness. We need to show these McConaughey brothers that we are not to be messed with. They need to fear us.
Lightning: And they will, brother. I am sure that with our power, we will break them into many pieces and show them that new tag-teams cannot come onto our turf.
Thunder: You know that they call themselves Finn and Owen?
Lightning: What ordinary names. We shed our original names long ago. Now we are just...
Thunder: THUNDER!!!
Lightning: AND LIGHTNING!!!
The 7-Eleven clerk looks over, startled at the sudden yell. Thunder and Lightning glance over at him, realizing that he is, in fact, there.
Thunder: You there! Two more of these delicious slushies!
Lightning: As fast as possible! For warriors, there is no finer mead!
Clerk: ... Right...
More slushies are delivered, with Thunder paying the clerk with the last of the cash he has on him.
Thunder: It is too bad we don't have enough cash to get an Uber.
Lightning: Ubers don't take cash anyway. They want credit cards but ever since our mentor passed, we haven't been able to get another card.
Thunder: Rest in peace, Jimmy.
Lightning: We miss you, Jimmy.
The two brothers share a toast in memory of Jimmy Buffett, before heading out the door.
Thunder: We need to keep going, brother. The McMalley Brothers don't deserve to be kept waiting.
Lightning: No, they do not. Their throttling at our hands must be on time because otherwise they may not benefit from the knowledge of the punches we rain down on them.
Thunder: Let us be off. THUNDER!!!
Lightning: LIGHTNING!!!
They continue on, and we have another time lapse take place. Now we find Thunder and Lightning wearily moving along the highway, searching for anywhere to go. Thunder pulls a piece of paper out of his pocket, looking at the picture on it again: a picture of the PayCom Center. He turns it upside-down and then right-side up again studying it before looking back at Lightning.
Thunder: I don't understand. We should have seen it by now.
Lightning: Maybe it is just ahead. We do know that it's in Oklahoma City do we not?
Thunder: We do. That is what the advertising said.
Lightning: Well, let us look at this sign up ahead. Maybe it will have details for us on where this Pay Com Center is.
The two men move around to the next sign, trying not to look exhausted as they turn around to look at it... and seeing a sign that says "Welcome To Oklahoma City". Thunder scratches his head.
Thunder: Did we walk in a circle? The sun didn't move like that.
Lightning: No, brother. This is a new sign. It does not have a slogan on it.
Thunder: So does this mean we went too far?
Lightning: What it means is that we now have a narrowed area to keep looking. There is no point going further. It is time to stay between the lines and keep searching!
Thunder: You're right as always, brother. There's no possibility that these McCounter Brothers will be any match for your intellect.
Lightning: That's how I was able to get the win last Smash, brother. And now, I'm going to get us one again! Because who are we?
Thunder: THUNDER!!!
Lightning: AND LIGHTNING!!!
With that, the two men, bolstered up with adrenaline, start back into Oklahoma City, hoping for better luck this time. They only walk another mile, though, before there is suddenly flashing lights behind them. Thunder and Lightning both stop, puzzled at the sight of the police vehicle stopping next to them.
Thunder: What is this, brother?
Lightning: Has the WGWF sent us an escort?
Thunder: Surely that's it! They know how important we are to the show!
Lightning: They know the McEntire Brothers won't fall on their own, they need us there!
Thunder raises a hand in a wave to the police officers, who are getting out of their vehicle, tasers ready.
Thunder: Hello, good sirs! We thank you for coming out to greet us here in this wonderful city!
Lightning: If you could possibly point us in direction of the Com Pay Center, it would be MOST helpful!
The officers look at each other, confused, as the brothers wait for their response.
Thunder: They seem puzzled, brother.
Lightning: Maybe they want to be sure we are who we appear, brother.
Thunder: A demonstration?
Lightning: OF course. Always for the fans.
Both Thunder and Lightning latch into a pose, throwing down their bags.
Thunder: THUNDER!!!
Lightning: AND LIGHT-NYYAAAAGGGGHHHH!!!!!
The tasers hit both of them at exactly the same time. It's never good to make sudden movements with police officers. When next we see the two brothers, they're being escorted from the police station towards a waiting cab.
Officer: Sorry again for the misunderstanding. But we had received some strange calls...
Thunder: Do not worry, officer. You were just doing your job.
Lightning: Thank you for keeping the citizens safe.
The officer goes back inside, as Thunder and Lightning limp over to the cab, weakly putting their bags in the back.
Thunder: Tasers hurt, brother.
Lightning: They do indeed, brother, but what would you expect from electricity?
Thunder: At least now we're going to make our goal.
Lightning: The McDonkey Brothers are next and we are going to shock them into submission like those tasers did us. For we are...
Thunder: THUNDER!!!
Lightning: ...
Lightning looks around for a few seconds, with a bit of PTSD, before continuing.
Lightning: AND LIGHTNING!!
The tag-team members then get into the cab, which has been paid off to take them to the Paycom Center for their big match. We fade out.