Training...A Death Match StoryAuthor: Reed ()
Date: 2000-03-07 00:00:00
MysteryMan is training with Tridus.
"Come on, come on! Y2T can train everyone, even you," Tridus yells at MysteryMan.
"Master, I cannot take much more of this! I didn't know that being a Death Match -OW- Person! I thought you were born with it," complained MysteryMan.
Tridus sighed loudly. "We can take a break a minute. I have some good news."
MysteryMan falls on the floor, breathing loudly. "What, Master?"
"As Y2T, I get into all Death Matches free. You can get in, too. Maybe you can pick up some pointers."
At this, MysteryMan sits up quickly. "Oh, oh, oh, oh! Are you going to break into the ring, and deck the both of them? Heehee, that'll be freaking cool!"
Tridus stares at MysteryMan, then sighes. "No, that's not the Death Match way..."
MysteryMan interrupts. "The Death Match way? What do you mean? The one where people kill each other? The one with Big Sexy Stefan? I would think the Death Match way would be supporting my idea..."
"Oh, oh, oh, oh! Can the camera turn to me! Can I have a line! Can I..."
Tridus sighes yet again. "I'm sorry, I can't do that. Only Sid can allow it.
"Can I ask him?"
"Get back to work. Today, we train with the whip!"
"Um...am I going to be using the whip today, or am I going to learn how to block it...again?"
"The second one," answers Tridus as he gets out his whip.
Training...A Death Match Story - Reed - 2000-03-07 00:00:00
-I deem this story keenrific and in the true spirit of the Death Matches!!!! Keep it up MM :) - Sid6.9 - 2000-03-08 00:00:00
-hehehehe thats cool. :) - Tridus - 2000-03-07 00:00:00