Post by wrathofthestorm on Sept 3, 2024 9:25:29 GMT -5
"Preparation for tomorrow is hard work today." - Bruce Lee
"Chop your own wood and it will warm you twice." - Henry Ford
"I strongly believe if you work hard, whatever you want, it will come to you." - Beyoncé
Three successful individuals in three very, VERY different fields of work.
Ford, a man who helped to bring us the automobile... and was a bit of a jerk to the working class. But he was successful!
Lee, one of the greatest martial artists and movie stars around... until he died at the young age of 32 due to the Lee curse. But he's still talked about today!
And Beyoncé, arguably one of the most influential musical artists of today... and I've got nothing bad to say about her.
Not one thing.
If you liked it, then you should have put a ring on it.
Indeed.
So from these individuals, we know that success takes hard work. And Thunder and Lightning are putting in that hard work.
They're working to better themselves, and it's been showing lately, with a series of victories over favored opponents. But can it continue?
Can Lightning push through and make it Deja Vu over Ricky Sanchez?
Will Sanchez's words backfire, making him a Beautiful Liar? Will Lightning Ring The Alarm and take him down?
Will the Wrath of the Storm prove to be Irreplaceable?
And will Ricky's recent lust over Emily Dawson make him Crazy In Love?
Oh, oh oh oh, oh...
Time to Check On It.
The boys, I mean.
The picture shifts over to a shot of what appears to be a well-maintained gym, where we see Savannah Buffett waiting outside, looking at her watch.
Savannah Buffett: Phil? Are you coming out?
It's quiet for a few seconds, and then a voice is heard from inside the locker room.
Lightning: It's Lightning.
Savannah Buffett: Okay, I understand you like that name, but I don't think there's any harm outside of wrestling events to use your actual...
Lightning: LIGHTNING!!
Savannah shakes her head, and then calms herself before answering.
Savannah Buffett: Sure. Lightning. Are you coming out?
It's quiet for several more seconds, before there is finally a response.
Lightning: I don't know. I feel... naked.
Savannah Buffett: You... you put on the gear, didn't you? I don't want you coming out here if you didn't...
Lightning: No, I did. I'm wearing it... but it's not... me...
Savannah Buffett: You miss the face paint, don't you?
There is no answer from the locker room, basically confirming Savannah's suspicions.
Savannah Buffett: Look, we can work on that. You can still wear some to your next match. I don't want the changes to cost you anything. But I just think, as your 'manager', we need to start looking into changes. Now, come out, so I can see you.
Silence fills the air, as Savannah sighs.
Savannah Buffett: It really can't be that bad.
Finally, we hear the sounds of movement, as the locker room door swings open... and Lightning steps out.
Savannah Buffett: Oh my gosh! Ph... Lightning, you look amazing! You look like a star wrestler now! Wow! It's like you're years younger!
Lightning: That's probably because of the old photo.
Savannah Buffett: What?
Lightning: Nothing. Forget I said anything.
Lightning rubs uncomfortably at his unpainted face, as if feeling that something's missing. But Savannah is glowing, stepping over to take his arm.
Savannah Buffett: I really do think this change is going to work wonders on your popularity in the WGWF, Lightning. Sure, you may not... stand out as much now, but it would be a big change to how you carry yourself in the ring. Don't you want to be a World Champion someday?
Lightning: Well, sure I would. Thunder and I have dreamed about becoming World Tag-Team Champions together.
Savannah Buffett: Yes, well... for now, let's think about you, Lightning, okay? Your brother is off doing promotional work, so this is your time to shine. Now, you remember those points we went through regarding your opponent?
Lightning: You mean that script I was supposed to memorize? I'm really not good at things like that, Savannah Jane.
Savannah Buffett: Just try and hit the high points when you talk about him, okay? Work to get under his skin. It's time for the world to start seeing you and your brother as true wrestling threats. You understand?
Lightning nods, before turning to the mirror and staring at himself. He does a minor flex, trying to get back into character, although it's not easy without the face paint. Behind him, Savannah is smiling, having accomplished her goal for the day. We slowly cut away to another view.
As the picture comes back up, we now see Lightning standing in front of a brick wall, still without any make-up or his usual gear. He seems to be psyching himself up, hitting his chest a few times hard enough to cause red welts to appear. After a few more moments, Lightning turns towards the camera.
Lightning: Ricky Sanchez!! Slick Rick!! The Man With The Moustache!! I have been reading all about you, thanks to my new manager. I have learned all about how you wrestled in the indies in Mexico and Japan, trying to make a name for yourself, ignoring the true greatness of the American wrestling circuit until now! You may think that prepared you for what you're going to be facing, but you've never faced someone like Lightning before!
Lightning lets out a short laugh, then takes a moment to think about what his next section is to talk about.
Lightning: You... you may not have seen it, Ricky, but I have been getting wins as of late. I took down David Francis in what some called the ultimate upset. Thunder and I joined together to take out the McConnaigh Brothers, who for some reason are getting a title shot opportunity ahead of us. We nearly won the title shot against Toxik, and we will be there again. But for now, I'm going to be taking you on in a singles contest, and I'm going to show you that I'm a winner here in the WGWF!
Lightning is getting more fired up, slapping his chest a few more times. He's probably wishing he was wearing a shirt at this point, but he's not stopping to worry about it.
Lightning: You come from a family of wrestlers, Ricky, but they aren't going to be there to back you up. But my family will be. My brother will be watching out for me, as a good brother should. And when he watches me get the victory over you, he'll once again know that our family is moving upwards towards the championships. It's time for the Wrath of the Storm to take over the WGWF! And to do that, Ricky Heat has to be extinguished!
Lightning has a big smile after saying that, having liked that line when he first read it. He clears his throat and goes for the finish, expecting some of this to be edited (it obviously never was).
Lightning: In the end, Ricky, I'm going to make you look bad to that little missus of yours, Emily Dawson, and she will see that you don't measure up to a man like Lightning! Because no one can measure lightning! It flashes quickly and you don't have time to get a true measurement of the height before it's gone! That's right! *ahem*
Realizing he's gone a little off-track, Lightning pulls himself back together.
Lightning: What really matters, Ricky, is that when the storm comes for you, you won't be able to stay on your feet. You're going to be electrified, blasted to kingdom come, by the one, the only... LIGHTNING!!!
Lightning yells it out as strongly as he can, before staring deep into the camera with wide eyes. He then walks past it, heading who knows where, as we slowly fade out.
"Chop your own wood and it will warm you twice." - Henry Ford
"I strongly believe if you work hard, whatever you want, it will come to you." - Beyoncé
Three successful individuals in three very, VERY different fields of work.
Ford, a man who helped to bring us the automobile... and was a bit of a jerk to the working class. But he was successful!
Lee, one of the greatest martial artists and movie stars around... until he died at the young age of 32 due to the Lee curse. But he's still talked about today!
And Beyoncé, arguably one of the most influential musical artists of today... and I've got nothing bad to say about her.
Not one thing.
If you liked it, then you should have put a ring on it.
Indeed.
So from these individuals, we know that success takes hard work. And Thunder and Lightning are putting in that hard work.
They're working to better themselves, and it's been showing lately, with a series of victories over favored opponents. But can it continue?
Can Lightning push through and make it Deja Vu over Ricky Sanchez?
Will Sanchez's words backfire, making him a Beautiful Liar? Will Lightning Ring The Alarm and take him down?
Will the Wrath of the Storm prove to be Irreplaceable?
And will Ricky's recent lust over Emily Dawson make him Crazy In Love?
Oh, oh oh oh, oh...
Time to Check On It.
The boys, I mean.
The picture shifts over to a shot of what appears to be a well-maintained gym, where we see Savannah Buffett waiting outside, looking at her watch.
Savannah Buffett: Phil? Are you coming out?
It's quiet for a few seconds, and then a voice is heard from inside the locker room.
Lightning: It's Lightning.
Savannah Buffett: Okay, I understand you like that name, but I don't think there's any harm outside of wrestling events to use your actual...
Lightning: LIGHTNING!!
Savannah shakes her head, and then calms herself before answering.
Savannah Buffett: Sure. Lightning. Are you coming out?
It's quiet for several more seconds, before there is finally a response.
Lightning: I don't know. I feel... naked.
Savannah Buffett: You... you put on the gear, didn't you? I don't want you coming out here if you didn't...
Lightning: No, I did. I'm wearing it... but it's not... me...
Savannah Buffett: You miss the face paint, don't you?
There is no answer from the locker room, basically confirming Savannah's suspicions.
Savannah Buffett: Look, we can work on that. You can still wear some to your next match. I don't want the changes to cost you anything. But I just think, as your 'manager', we need to start looking into changes. Now, come out, so I can see you.
Silence fills the air, as Savannah sighs.
Savannah Buffett: It really can't be that bad.
Finally, we hear the sounds of movement, as the locker room door swings open... and Lightning steps out.
Savannah Buffett: Oh my gosh! Ph... Lightning, you look amazing! You look like a star wrestler now! Wow! It's like you're years younger!
Lightning: That's probably because of the old photo.
Savannah Buffett: What?
Lightning: Nothing. Forget I said anything.
Lightning rubs uncomfortably at his unpainted face, as if feeling that something's missing. But Savannah is glowing, stepping over to take his arm.
Savannah Buffett: I really do think this change is going to work wonders on your popularity in the WGWF, Lightning. Sure, you may not... stand out as much now, but it would be a big change to how you carry yourself in the ring. Don't you want to be a World Champion someday?
Lightning: Well, sure I would. Thunder and I have dreamed about becoming World Tag-Team Champions together.
Savannah Buffett: Yes, well... for now, let's think about you, Lightning, okay? Your brother is off doing promotional work, so this is your time to shine. Now, you remember those points we went through regarding your opponent?
Lightning: You mean that script I was supposed to memorize? I'm really not good at things like that, Savannah Jane.
Savannah Buffett: Just try and hit the high points when you talk about him, okay? Work to get under his skin. It's time for the world to start seeing you and your brother as true wrestling threats. You understand?
Lightning nods, before turning to the mirror and staring at himself. He does a minor flex, trying to get back into character, although it's not easy without the face paint. Behind him, Savannah is smiling, having accomplished her goal for the day. We slowly cut away to another view.
As the picture comes back up, we now see Lightning standing in front of a brick wall, still without any make-up or his usual gear. He seems to be psyching himself up, hitting his chest a few times hard enough to cause red welts to appear. After a few more moments, Lightning turns towards the camera.
Lightning: Ricky Sanchez!! Slick Rick!! The Man With The Moustache!! I have been reading all about you, thanks to my new manager. I have learned all about how you wrestled in the indies in Mexico and Japan, trying to make a name for yourself, ignoring the true greatness of the American wrestling circuit until now! You may think that prepared you for what you're going to be facing, but you've never faced someone like Lightning before!
Lightning lets out a short laugh, then takes a moment to think about what his next section is to talk about.
Lightning: You... you may not have seen it, Ricky, but I have been getting wins as of late. I took down David Francis in what some called the ultimate upset. Thunder and I joined together to take out the McConnaigh Brothers, who for some reason are getting a title shot opportunity ahead of us. We nearly won the title shot against Toxik, and we will be there again. But for now, I'm going to be taking you on in a singles contest, and I'm going to show you that I'm a winner here in the WGWF!
Lightning is getting more fired up, slapping his chest a few more times. He's probably wishing he was wearing a shirt at this point, but he's not stopping to worry about it.
Lightning: You come from a family of wrestlers, Ricky, but they aren't going to be there to back you up. But my family will be. My brother will be watching out for me, as a good brother should. And when he watches me get the victory over you, he'll once again know that our family is moving upwards towards the championships. It's time for the Wrath of the Storm to take over the WGWF! And to do that, Ricky Heat has to be extinguished!
Lightning has a big smile after saying that, having liked that line when he first read it. He clears his throat and goes for the finish, expecting some of this to be edited (it obviously never was).
Lightning: In the end, Ricky, I'm going to make you look bad to that little missus of yours, Emily Dawson, and she will see that you don't measure up to a man like Lightning! Because no one can measure lightning! It flashes quickly and you don't have time to get a true measurement of the height before it's gone! That's right! *ahem*
Realizing he's gone a little off-track, Lightning pulls himself back together.
Lightning: What really matters, Ricky, is that when the storm comes for you, you won't be able to stay on your feet. You're going to be electrified, blasted to kingdom come, by the one, the only... LIGHTNING!!!
Lightning yells it out as strongly as he can, before staring deep into the camera with wide eyes. He then walks past it, heading who knows where, as we slowly fade out.