Training Before the TTT

Constrictor Tue Dec 09, 2008 4:58 pm

The Constrictor shimmies up a rope in the gym, hand over hand, his legs splayed out on either side of the rope as he rapidly ascends. He grabs the metal beam at the top and swings easily up onto it, squatting and looking down at Phil “The Drill” Thompson. Thompson peers up at the man, almost lost in the shadows.

“Good job, Snake. Now get back down here so we can work on your striking. Your subs are good, but we need you to be well-rounded if you’re gonna last against 0dysseu5 and Manogre. This is gonna be a tough match for you and Eddie, but I think you can take them.”

The Constrictor gives no sign of comprehension, but he does grasp the rope and slither down, headfirst, flipping down to his feet as he nears the mat beneath. He trots over to the heavy bag and looks back curiously at Thompson, who follows him over and steadies the bag.

“Man, I don’t know where Gotti’s gotten himself to, but it’s sure easier to train when that loudmouth’s not around. Listen, though. You’ve already fought 0dysseu5, so you know what he’s about. Watch out for Manogre, though. Keep an eye out for that Electric Guitar Leg Lock of his, and you should be all right. Now, let’s see what you’ve got.”

The camera fades to black as The Constrictor starts to strike at the bag, his face scrunched in concentration.