Post by Diego De La Vega on Nov 6, 2011 1:24:40 GMT -3
The camera pans over the locker room. Wrestlers are seen taking their gear off showering up and heading to go home. One man hasn't moved since he came back from his match. Since his match has been over Diego de la Vega has been sitting in the corner with an eye on the television available in the locker room. Through Logan and Steel's announcement he never flinched, never showed a sign emotion. If De la Vega hadn't blinked some might have wondered if he didn't die after losing to Noah Hanson. Suddenly stands up rushes the television and throws it against the wall. [/i][/color]
Diego: So is this how it's going to be? We're just gonna let them run things how they want and just take it? TO HELL WITH THAT!! I escaped a place where thugs ran things they way they wanted. They weren't called president or vice-presidents; they were called drug lords and cartel heads. I ran from those guys and had to flee my own home as a child. As a child I was defenseless. I'm not a child anymore. I'm not defenseless anymore. I don't care what you do to me. You can fire me, you can beat me up, but absent of killing me I won't stop till Logan and Steel are out of jobs. Now either you guys can stand around and wait for the other shoe to drop or you can grab your cojones and fight with me!
Diegos words are heard by the rest of the locker room. He grabs his clothes and towel throws them into his large gym bag and exits the locker room. The door bangs hard behind as the video fades out [/i][/color]
Diego: So is this how it's going to be? We're just gonna let them run things how they want and just take it? TO HELL WITH THAT!! I escaped a place where thugs ran things they way they wanted. They weren't called president or vice-presidents; they were called drug lords and cartel heads. I ran from those guys and had to flee my own home as a child. As a child I was defenseless. I'm not a child anymore. I'm not defenseless anymore. I don't care what you do to me. You can fire me, you can beat me up, but absent of killing me I won't stop till Logan and Steel are out of jobs. Now either you guys can stand around and wait for the other shoe to drop or you can grab your cojones and fight with me!
Diegos words are heard by the rest of the locker room. He grabs his clothes and towel throws them into his large gym bag and exits the locker room. The door bangs hard behind as the video fades out [/i][/color]
