robishott
League Member
(The second ever "Pimetime Promo" starts off with a quick clip of last week's Center Stage. Nakita Dahaka defeats Rob Franklin in the match of the night-and therefor SHOULD become FTO champion, right? But as the camera pans out, we see Rob Franklin holding htat very same title grinning in front of the TV screen)
Rob- I know exactly what you idiots are thinking... Nakita is FTO champion! But the fact of the matter is, I won the triple threat match at Center Stage. On the Franklin Scoring System-or FSS. Therefor, I AM FTO CHAMPION! With a score of 67 to 64 to 61 I won, followed closely by Ms. Dahaka and Mr. Justice. So thank you people for understanding that I am the winner AND STILL champion. You have NO idea how many people have told me about how I have wasted god given talent. I have no god given talent.
(Rob pauses and looks around)
Rob- No Pieske here tonight. Pieske has decided to stay in confinement for a week after he was done wrong at Center Stage. As a consolaton prize, I hereby award Pieske with the FTO Television title! We are now both champion and you all are nothing!
(Rob puls out a toy foam belt with FTO written in sharpie over the part that said WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT.)
Rob- Lastly, I will now take this time to answer hate mail.
The first letter is from Billy in New York. Billy writes:
Dear Rob,
I am a hardcore fan of yours, but I think you should know, that people make fun of you and you made up belt. You should trash that thing!
Rob- Billy, Shut the hell up. You make me sick by saying you are a fan. I have no fans. What do you know about the FTO title? Nothing.
Rob- FTO for churning out idiots like Billy.
Rob- FTO.
FADE TO BLACK
Rob- I know exactly what you idiots are thinking... Nakita is FTO champion! But the fact of the matter is, I won the triple threat match at Center Stage. On the Franklin Scoring System-or FSS. Therefor, I AM FTO CHAMPION! With a score of 67 to 64 to 61 I won, followed closely by Ms. Dahaka and Mr. Justice. So thank you people for understanding that I am the winner AND STILL champion. You have NO idea how many people have told me about how I have wasted god given talent. I have no god given talent.
(Rob pauses and looks around)
Rob- No Pieske here tonight. Pieske has decided to stay in confinement for a week after he was done wrong at Center Stage. As a consolaton prize, I hereby award Pieske with the FTO Television title! We are now both champion and you all are nothing!
(Rob puls out a toy foam belt with FTO written in sharpie over the part that said WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT.)
Rob- Lastly, I will now take this time to answer hate mail.
The first letter is from Billy in New York. Billy writes:
Dear Rob,
I am a hardcore fan of yours, but I think you should know, that people make fun of you and you made up belt. You should trash that thing!
Rob- Billy, Shut the hell up. You make me sick by saying you are a fan. I have no fans. What do you know about the FTO title? Nothing.
Rob- FTO for churning out idiots like Billy.
Rob- FTO.
FADE TO BLACK