Post by wrathofthestorm on Apr 30, 2021 12:00:10 GMT -6
It feels like forever since The Wrath of the Storm, the lovable losers of the GCWA, were last seen on television. A lot has changed since we last visited these men. I mean, a LOT.
The camera comes on, showing a television screen with a video program playing. It's showing the "Best of Wrath" clips, with Thunder and Lightning currerntly shown raising up championship titles with a great deal of excitement.
The camera pans off of the television screen, showing a hallway, where we see a crowd making their way towards us. There are some groupies at the front, all of whom are plain janes. They aren't terrible-looking by any means, but no one would confuse them with super-models. They're still energetic, though, basically throwing themselves at the two men in the center of the mass. The men, wearing fabulous suits and sunglasses, confidently continue forward, showing no fear of the contact with other people, even after the pandemic.
Thunder - Ladies, ladies, please, you know we'll make time for all of you...
Lightning - We may be two incredible individuals, but there's still only two of us! Hah hah hah!
Groupie - Oh, you've got to say your catch phrases, please! PLEASE!
Thunder and Lightning exchange a smirk with each other, before flexing their arms in their suits.
Thunder - THUNDER!!
Lightning - LIGHTNING!!
Thunder & Lightning - FEEL THE WRATH!!
The crowd of women all swoon. Thunder and Lightning let out another laugh before leaving the crowd behind, heading through the secure doors of the arena. Thankfully, security is well-trained here, and make sure no one else gets inside. The two men each turn to their custom chairs, taking a seat in the plush leather. Both give a satisfied sigh.
Thunder - Life is good, brother.
Lightning - Indeed it is, in-DEED it is!
Thunder - Who knew the key to our success would be found by leaving the GCWA? We hit the independent scene, with Jimmy Buffett still backing us up, and all of the sudden, we're world-beaters!
Lightning - Champions in three different feds!
Thunder - Lots of cash coming in, with a sweet suite to our name!
Lightning - And all the women!
Thunder - Oh, God yes, the women...
Both men take a few moments to review, in their own minds, many of the women that have come through their lives as of late. We can all be grateful that none of these images can be seen.
Thunder - It's amazing what a change of scenery can do, isn't it?
Lightning - We really owe Mr. Buffett. He's turned things around so quickly for us.
Thunder nods as he reaches to the side, grabbing a laptop. Yes, Thunder has enough money for a laptop now. Scary, isn't it? He brings up his email, checking to see if there's anything he needs to read. Suddenly, he stops, noticing a familiar email address.
Thunder - Hey, isn't that... yes, that's Zybala!
Lightning - Zybala? Awesome, haven't heard from him in a while! What's that dude up to nowadays?
Thunder - It's a reminder... for the Dystopia XX show...
Lightning - What? Outsiders is still open?
Thunder - According to this, yep. And he's got Wrath of the Storm booked still in that Outsider Tag-Team Titles match with The Family, The Malvados, and S.E.X....
Lightning - Huh. Outsiders. It'd almost be like returning home the conquering heroes, wouldn't it? We could show those other teams how we've changed. You just know they're all talking about us as the weak links in this one. They're like "Oh, those bozos who never won a match in the GCWA, they're losers, ignore them". What a shock it would be for them to see that we're dangerous now.
Thunder - I'd love to rub their faces in it, like those Family members Tank and Veronica...
Lightning - Veronica? I don't think that's right...
Thunder - Hell, after all the poontang we've gotten lately, my memory's a little weaker nowadays. The point is, those guys are assholes. S.E.X would just be that Helmet and Bug Girl, so they'd stand no chance with the new Wrath. As for the Malvados, they're tough, but they're small. Really small. Like, barely up to our chests small.
Lightning - We could stomp them into the ground, brother. I'm getting more and more excited about this!
Thunder - Should I call the groupies back?
Lightning - Not THAT kind of excited... well, maybe a little...
There's a knock at the door, and Jimmy Buffett walks in with a big smile on his elderly face.
Jimmy Buffett - Hello, boys! You guys have everything you need?
Thunder - We're in good shape, Mr. Buffett, thank you!
Lightning - Oh, but we're going to need to book some transportation to the Outsiders PPV. Would you have any jets available? We need to find out officially when the date is...
Surprisingly, Buffett's face turns ashen as his smile disappears, catching both men's attention.
Jimmy Buffett - O-o-outsiders? You're... going to compete there?
Thunder - Of course! We owe it to Zybala! And hey, we're world class now, these other teams don't stand a chance against us!
Lightning - What's wrong, Mr. Buffett? You look like you've seen a hell-beast or something...
Buffett doesn't speak at first, as he looks at each young man in front of him. He recognizes that both want to take this opportunity to compete. After a moment, Buffett sighs, knowing what he has to do.
Jimmy Buffett - Boys... there's something I need to talk to you about...
Buffett moves carefully over to the couch, taking a seat, as both Thunder and Lightning move towards him, having no idea what's up. What secret is Jimmy Buffett about to bring down on our beloved heroes? We'll find out next time!
The camera comes on, showing a television screen with a video program playing. It's showing the "Best of Wrath" clips, with Thunder and Lightning currerntly shown raising up championship titles with a great deal of excitement.
The camera pans off of the television screen, showing a hallway, where we see a crowd making their way towards us. There are some groupies at the front, all of whom are plain janes. They aren't terrible-looking by any means, but no one would confuse them with super-models. They're still energetic, though, basically throwing themselves at the two men in the center of the mass. The men, wearing fabulous suits and sunglasses, confidently continue forward, showing no fear of the contact with other people, even after the pandemic.
Thunder - Ladies, ladies, please, you know we'll make time for all of you...
Lightning - We may be two incredible individuals, but there's still only two of us! Hah hah hah!
Groupie - Oh, you've got to say your catch phrases, please! PLEASE!
Thunder and Lightning exchange a smirk with each other, before flexing their arms in their suits.
Thunder - THUNDER!!
Lightning - LIGHTNING!!
Thunder & Lightning - FEEL THE WRATH!!
The crowd of women all swoon. Thunder and Lightning let out another laugh before leaving the crowd behind, heading through the secure doors of the arena. Thankfully, security is well-trained here, and make sure no one else gets inside. The two men each turn to their custom chairs, taking a seat in the plush leather. Both give a satisfied sigh.
Thunder - Life is good, brother.
Lightning - Indeed it is, in-DEED it is!
Thunder - Who knew the key to our success would be found by leaving the GCWA? We hit the independent scene, with Jimmy Buffett still backing us up, and all of the sudden, we're world-beaters!
Lightning - Champions in three different feds!
Thunder - Lots of cash coming in, with a sweet suite to our name!
Lightning - And all the women!
Thunder - Oh, God yes, the women...
Both men take a few moments to review, in their own minds, many of the women that have come through their lives as of late. We can all be grateful that none of these images can be seen.
Thunder - It's amazing what a change of scenery can do, isn't it?
Lightning - We really owe Mr. Buffett. He's turned things around so quickly for us.
Thunder nods as he reaches to the side, grabbing a laptop. Yes, Thunder has enough money for a laptop now. Scary, isn't it? He brings up his email, checking to see if there's anything he needs to read. Suddenly, he stops, noticing a familiar email address.
Thunder - Hey, isn't that... yes, that's Zybala!
Lightning - Zybala? Awesome, haven't heard from him in a while! What's that dude up to nowadays?
Thunder - It's a reminder... for the Dystopia XX show...
Lightning - What? Outsiders is still open?
Thunder - According to this, yep. And he's got Wrath of the Storm booked still in that Outsider Tag-Team Titles match with The Family, The Malvados, and S.E.X....
Lightning - Huh. Outsiders. It'd almost be like returning home the conquering heroes, wouldn't it? We could show those other teams how we've changed. You just know they're all talking about us as the weak links in this one. They're like "Oh, those bozos who never won a match in the GCWA, they're losers, ignore them". What a shock it would be for them to see that we're dangerous now.
Thunder - I'd love to rub their faces in it, like those Family members Tank and Veronica...
Lightning - Veronica? I don't think that's right...
Thunder - Hell, after all the poontang we've gotten lately, my memory's a little weaker nowadays. The point is, those guys are assholes. S.E.X would just be that Helmet and Bug Girl, so they'd stand no chance with the new Wrath. As for the Malvados, they're tough, but they're small. Really small. Like, barely up to our chests small.
Lightning - We could stomp them into the ground, brother. I'm getting more and more excited about this!
Thunder - Should I call the groupies back?
Lightning - Not THAT kind of excited... well, maybe a little...
There's a knock at the door, and Jimmy Buffett walks in with a big smile on his elderly face.
Jimmy Buffett - Hello, boys! You guys have everything you need?
Thunder - We're in good shape, Mr. Buffett, thank you!
Lightning - Oh, but we're going to need to book some transportation to the Outsiders PPV. Would you have any jets available? We need to find out officially when the date is...
Surprisingly, Buffett's face turns ashen as his smile disappears, catching both men's attention.
Jimmy Buffett - O-o-outsiders? You're... going to compete there?
Thunder - Of course! We owe it to Zybala! And hey, we're world class now, these other teams don't stand a chance against us!
Lightning - What's wrong, Mr. Buffett? You look like you've seen a hell-beast or something...
Buffett doesn't speak at first, as he looks at each young man in front of him. He recognizes that both want to take this opportunity to compete. After a moment, Buffett sighs, knowing what he has to do.
Jimmy Buffett - Boys... there's something I need to talk to you about...
Buffett moves carefully over to the couch, taking a seat, as both Thunder and Lightning move towards him, having no idea what's up. What secret is Jimmy Buffett about to bring down on our beloved heroes? We'll find out next time!