Post by Los Pollos™ on May 2, 2016 20:44:03 GMT
Seemingly exhausted from her recent match, Algie wipes her eyeball with a towel, as she leans against a wall inside a locker room. She turns to a bench next to her, puts down the towel and grabs her Twin Egg Championship. Her eyeball lights up as she triumphantly lifts the championship up over her head. If eyeballs could smile, her eyeball totally would at this moment.
“I have to say, Algie, that was very impressive.”
Algie slings the belt over her shoulder and rolls up the sleeve-like tentacles on her left wrist to reveal her digital watch companion, C.O.M.P.U.T.E.R.
“I had my doubts, but you proved me wrong. Congratulations on winning your first championship!”
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“But remember that we still have to focus on the task at hand. Hundreds of people - maybe more - and even the very structure of our universe is at stake here. We have to figure out everything that Zargnax knows.”
Algie lets out a small groan and hangs herhead eyeball, before the locker room door is swung open.
“Oh, there you are!”
Zargnax, wearing his title belt around his waist, walks into the room, walks up to Algie and rufflesher hair the scaled skin on top of her eyeball.
“My little alien monster tag team champion! Now come on! We have some faces to rub our victory into!”
And with that Zargnax struts back out into the hallway. Algie follows. They walk the halls of the Minneapolis Pollo Hall for a while, until they come across two casually dressed men chatting to each other, one of them holding a camera and one of them wearing a t-shirt with the words ‘www.Wrestling-With-Information-About-Wrestling-Dot-Com.com’. Zargnax walks up to them, shoves the t-shirt wearing man out of the way and grabs the cameraman by the collar of his shirt.
“Film me, human!”
ON-CAMERA
Zargnax stands in front of the camera with his head held high and with Algie standing behind him curiously.
“The universe! Such a mystery to so many of the life forms that inhabit it. Some speculate that all events which occur are pre-determined, or pre-programmed, to happen in a linear fashion – perhaps by one all mighty omnipotent being that stands outside of space and time. And some believe that everything is just a succession of completely random events.
Well, I say that it doesn’t matter! Because no matter what, The Great Zargnax will always get his way! HAHAHA!!! None of you uncivilized monkeys believed it would happen! But you better believe it now, earthlings! The Great Zarganx is your new Twin Egg Champion!”
Zargnax gestures to the belt around his waist.
“With this victory, I am one giant leap closer to claiming this planet as my own! And with a horrible alien monster by my side –“ he gestures to Algie “I will be truly unstoppable in my conquest and all inhabitants of planet Earth will be
CONQ-…”
Before he can finish his catchphrase, the t-shirt wearing man – now brushing himself off, after being pushed to the ground – interrupts.
“Zargnax! I’m Lippy Stanton from Wrestling-With-Information-About-Wrestling-Dot-Com. May I ask you; how does winning the Twin Egg Championships get you closer to conquering the planet?”
Zargnax is taken aback, and slightly appalled, by the interruption, but answers anyway.
“Well… Before I can conquer this planet I need to hold every title on it. Duh!”
“But how do you account for the fact that a competitor can only hold one title at a time in Pollomania?”
“How do I…? How do you account for the fact that your species evolved from chimpanzees and live on a planet named after dirt?”
“Uhm… Thank you for that insightful answer, Zargnax… So… there have been rumors that you and Algie will team up with the former El Proscrito Marco Casas to face the team of True North Ant and the debuting competitors HAMMERSTEIN and Keith Skyfire. What do you think of this?”
“We have to team with that ‘El Proscrito’ human? Ugh… Well, he better keep his ‘redemption’ and ‘justice’ on his spot on the apron! I only care about winning! And that’s what we will do! Doesn’t matter if you’re a human, or an ant, or a… really ugly and annoying human – you will be
CONQUERED!
HAHAHAHA!!!”
With his catchphrase accomplished, Zargnax stands and laughs evilly in front of the camera, waiting for it to be shut off. When he realizes that it isn’t being shut off, he just turns around and walks off. Algie shrugs and follows.
“I have to say, Algie, that was very impressive.”
Algie slings the belt over her shoulder and rolls up the sleeve-like tentacles on her left wrist to reveal her digital watch companion, C.O.M.P.U.T.E.R.
“I had my doubts, but you proved me wrong. Congratulations on winning your first championship!”
“[/ª’ı†Ü€]”
“But remember that we still have to focus on the task at hand. Hundreds of people - maybe more - and even the very structure of our universe is at stake here. We have to figure out everything that Zargnax knows.”
Algie lets out a small groan and hangs her
“Oh, there you are!”
Zargnax, wearing his title belt around his waist, walks into the room, walks up to Algie and ruffles
“My little alien monster tag team champion! Now come on! We have some faces to rub our victory into!”
And with that Zargnax struts back out into the hallway. Algie follows. They walk the halls of the Minneapolis Pollo Hall for a while, until they come across two casually dressed men chatting to each other, one of them holding a camera and one of them wearing a t-shirt with the words ‘www.Wrestling-With-Information-About-Wrestling-Dot-Com.com’. Zargnax walks up to them, shoves the t-shirt wearing man out of the way and grabs the cameraman by the collar of his shirt.
“Film me, human!”
ON-CAMERA
Zargnax stands in front of the camera with his head held high and with Algie standing behind him curiously.
“The universe! Such a mystery to so many of the life forms that inhabit it. Some speculate that all events which occur are pre-determined, or pre-programmed, to happen in a linear fashion – perhaps by one all mighty omnipotent being that stands outside of space and time. And some believe that everything is just a succession of completely random events.
Well, I say that it doesn’t matter! Because no matter what, The Great Zargnax will always get his way! HAHAHA!!! None of you uncivilized monkeys believed it would happen! But you better believe it now, earthlings! The Great Zarganx is your new Twin Egg Champion!”
Zargnax gestures to the belt around his waist.
“With this victory, I am one giant leap closer to claiming this planet as my own! And with a horrible alien monster by my side –“ he gestures to Algie “I will be truly unstoppable in my conquest and all inhabitants of planet Earth will be
CONQ-…”
Before he can finish his catchphrase, the t-shirt wearing man – now brushing himself off, after being pushed to the ground – interrupts.
“Zargnax! I’m Lippy Stanton from Wrestling-With-Information-About-Wrestling-Dot-Com. May I ask you; how does winning the Twin Egg Championships get you closer to conquering the planet?”
Zargnax is taken aback, and slightly appalled, by the interruption, but answers anyway.
“Well… Before I can conquer this planet I need to hold every title on it. Duh!”
“But how do you account for the fact that a competitor can only hold one title at a time in Pollomania?”
“How do I…? How do you account for the fact that your species evolved from chimpanzees and live on a planet named after dirt?”
“Uhm… Thank you for that insightful answer, Zargnax… So… there have been rumors that you and Algie will team up with the former El Proscrito Marco Casas to face the team of True North Ant and the debuting competitors HAMMERSTEIN and Keith Skyfire. What do you think of this?”
“We have to team with that ‘El Proscrito’ human? Ugh… Well, he better keep his ‘redemption’ and ‘justice’ on his spot on the apron! I only care about winning! And that’s what we will do! Doesn’t matter if you’re a human, or an ant, or a… really ugly and annoying human – you will be
CONQUERED!
HAHAHAHA!!!”
With his catchphrase accomplished, Zargnax stands and laughs evilly in front of the camera, waiting for it to be shut off. When he realizes that it isn’t being shut off, he just turns around and walks off. Algie shrugs and follows.