Posted at 10:23 pm on Oct 5, 2006 by:
King Gojinn {-CW Undisputed Champion-}
All for one! And one for...No. All for me. I like that better.
Gojinn walked in, and waved at the camera, and the crew filming. He was dressed in one of his newest t-shirts: “One goal, One passion.” On the front and “King Gojinn” on the back. He smiled at Amile nicely, and then turned to his chair, stepping back, holding out his right hand towards it a moment, making an “L” shape, and measuring it up for how it would look on camera, while keeping his left hand firmly on his title over his shoulder.
He turned to the way he walked in, and smirked, waving someone over, as he BOOTED THE CHAIR INTO THE BACK WALL OF THE SET!!! Suddenly a crew rolled in his oversized recliner like leather throne, which he backed up a bit to let them roll in, Accidentally bumping Amile’s chair, knocking her over!!!
Amile: Son of a f#$#$#%#$ B$#%#$!!!!
Oh….eh….uh….sorry ‘bout that? Well..not really but ok…
Gojinn hopped into the throne, and hooked his mic onto his shirt, adjusting the black beanie on his head, crossing his right leg over the left knee, and propped his belt up in his lap on his black warm ups, kicking his right foot out a bit, the white shoe dancing around on his foot.
Amile sat back down, having fixed her chair.
Heya AmeliaBubblefuckhead. How’s things going since I slapped you in the face? Good I hope. We all know it’s been great for me.
Gojinn smirks again, leaning into the leather throne. Amile simply shakes her head in shock, awe, and disgust.
[Pre-taped, so closed.]
