Post by Buck U Productions on Aug 17, 2015 21:23:57 GMT
We open to darkness. The sound of a match being lit is heard and the flame is brought to a candlewick and lit. A voice begins singing:
"This little light of mine. I’m going to let it shine.
This little light of mine. I’m going to let it shine.
This little light of mine. I’m going to let it shine…"
El Tigre del Jingibre face comes close to the lit candle. His masked face appears distorted in the light.
"Fire is such a misunderstood creature. Certainly it can be destructive. Take a small desert village for example; fire can wipe it off the face of existence in a matter of minutes. But I tell that it’s so much that."
Tigre starts laughing maniacally.
"Fire is cleansing. After farmer harvest their crops, the burn away the chaff. In times of desperation people well burn a wound shut to prevent infection. People, once upon a time, would burn their belongings to prevent diseases like the Plague."
Tigre chuckles softly to himself before exploding in a rage.
"Fire is a force of nature! It wipes away the old, so the new can rise up. I have burned away my chaff! I have burned away my old life. I now begin my new journey in Pollomania and I plan to come in like a wild fire. All well fall before me as I take everything in front of me by force!"
Tigre starts laughing loudly before suddenly stopping and begins talking in a whisper.
"The roosters that run this little hen house of ours have decided in their feather-brained wisdom to place me in a trios match. All I have to say is my partners, El Presidente and Von Teese, better bring their A-game because I have no for fools. All those who stand before me will be burnt away!
"As for our opponents… make no mistake about it, I’m not underestimating you at all. Thunderhead, anyone who’s crazy enough to bash his own head in with a chair before he even steps into the ring is not only tough but proves he well go to any lengths to succeed. Grin and Woody, the faceless gorilla and his little wooden boy…”
Tigre brings a little wooden doll into the candle light.
"Calvin and Hobbes. You’re an interesting dilemma. People can make all the jokes in the world but when an inanimate object is able to win the Chicken Scramble, well that makes a man like myself sit up and take notice. It seems to me, Woody, you’re the key to victory for my team…”
Tigre holds the wooden doll over the candle flame and lights the feet on fire.
"How about a little fire, Scarecrow?”
Tigre drops the burning wooden doll on the table in front of him and starts laughing maniacally. He starts singing again.
"Let it shine! Let it shine! Let is SHINE!”
He starts laughing again as the doll finishes burning, then blows out the candle.
FIN
"This little light of mine. I’m going to let it shine.
This little light of mine. I’m going to let it shine.
This little light of mine. I’m going to let it shine…"
El Tigre del Jingibre face comes close to the lit candle. His masked face appears distorted in the light.
"Fire is such a misunderstood creature. Certainly it can be destructive. Take a small desert village for example; fire can wipe it off the face of existence in a matter of minutes. But I tell that it’s so much that."
Tigre starts laughing maniacally.
"Fire is cleansing. After farmer harvest their crops, the burn away the chaff. In times of desperation people well burn a wound shut to prevent infection. People, once upon a time, would burn their belongings to prevent diseases like the Plague."
Tigre chuckles softly to himself before exploding in a rage.
"Fire is a force of nature! It wipes away the old, so the new can rise up. I have burned away my chaff! I have burned away my old life. I now begin my new journey in Pollomania and I plan to come in like a wild fire. All well fall before me as I take everything in front of me by force!"
Tigre starts laughing loudly before suddenly stopping and begins talking in a whisper.
"The roosters that run this little hen house of ours have decided in their feather-brained wisdom to place me in a trios match. All I have to say is my partners, El Presidente and Von Teese, better bring their A-game because I have no for fools. All those who stand before me will be burnt away!
"As for our opponents… make no mistake about it, I’m not underestimating you at all. Thunderhead, anyone who’s crazy enough to bash his own head in with a chair before he even steps into the ring is not only tough but proves he well go to any lengths to succeed. Grin and Woody, the faceless gorilla and his little wooden boy…”
Tigre brings a little wooden doll into the candle light.
"Calvin and Hobbes. You’re an interesting dilemma. People can make all the jokes in the world but when an inanimate object is able to win the Chicken Scramble, well that makes a man like myself sit up and take notice. It seems to me, Woody, you’re the key to victory for my team…”
Tigre holds the wooden doll over the candle flame and lights the feet on fire.
"How about a little fire, Scarecrow?”
Tigre drops the burning wooden doll on the table in front of him and starts laughing maniacally. He starts singing again.
"Let it shine! Let it shine! Let is SHINE!”
He starts laughing again as the doll finishes burning, then blows out the candle.
FIN