Post by Steve Sinclair on Jan 28, 2017 15:26:17 GMT
“Vegas baby. The place where many people go to hit it big and to win a truckload of cash but 10 times out of 10 they end up going home empty handed. It’s a sad day when the fun and games are all over with. It has driven some people to suicide due to the fact they lost everything.”
[We see Joe Twink Jones sitting on a park bench on the strip in Vegas. He has the Cruiserweight championship on his right shoulder and the RSP Tag Team Championship title on his lap. In one hand he has a coke while the other rests on the tag strap. The neon lights are blinding through the cheap hand held camcorder. The operator who also just happens to the narrator of sorts is standing in the street and it must be late at night with very little traffic right now.]
“And wouldn’t be great if Tyler left empty handed Sunday night?” Joe says with a smile. “Man I have never seen a guy who is all obsessed with winning some gold. I’m surprised he doesn’t do what Akiva did. Oh wait. “God’s Gift” isn’t that gifted.” Joe says with a chuckle.
“Isn’t that the truth.” The camera operator or what ever you want to call him says. He is a close personal friend of Joe's who will remain nameless.
“Yeah so. I won myself a tag title. It’s not the way I want to win it at all. Not like I had a choice in the matter due to my partner being a flaming retard but I can sit here on the strip and say I am a multi champion. YAY FOR ME!” Joe exclaims as a few drunks in the background stops to look at him. They have no idea who he is. What a crying shame.
“I’m sure I’m not the first or the last but in no time and very quite like I have captured two titles and maybe some respect with no bells and whistles going off. Nor did I accomplish this feat with long drawn out intro’s for my matches and long winded boring 30 minute promo’s to put the crowd asleep. I just go out there and do what I have trained for. And that is win. Yeah sure I could open the show with a long drawn out promo about nothing and then ten minutes after that get my face on the TV again but what’s the use? I’ve proven that with out all that shit I have won and I’ve won championships. I can’t help but laugh sitting in the locker room watch these guys babble on and on about how great they are for the fans, hoping that the fans buy into what they are preaching only to step in the ring for their match and lose. It’s priceless. My old man worked many rings and promotions all over the world for the best part of 23 years before he became disgusted with these “puppies” he called them who insisted that for them to make a name for themselves that had to have mic time at every show and had to have at least twenty minutes or more. Talk about being dull. But who am I to tell them otherwise. Who am I.......oh yeah, I’m a multi champion.”
[Joe pauses as a car horn goes off down the street. He looks to see what is going on. after a few seconds he turns his attention back to his buddy.]
“So here we are. Vegas here I am about to embark on what could be my biggest challenge to date by defending this tag title against two teams. The whiners and cry babies in the Greatest Team Alive. And some guys called the Rag connection.” Joes says with a puzzled look on his face. He has no idea who the Rad connection is or what they are about. “Rax and Maddox who we all saw took apart the Dime notes now think they deserve a shot at me. They think that just because they make some noise they can get what they want.” Joes say with a touch of sarcasms in his voice.
“I don’t think this Greatest Team Alive have any idea who they are up against. Don’t they know that they are no match for the “God’s Gift”? Any retard would know this. You can’t beat God. You can’t even touch God and how do you expect to win a match when Tyler has God’s gift? All Tyler have to do is wave his hand and turn you into mice. You silly fools. And he might as well just because he feels like turn the Rad Connection into cats to chase after the Greatest Team alive. Your all stepping into the ring with God! Break out your bible and begin to pray because GOD'S WRATH WILL SOON BE UPON YOU!”
[Joe’s buddy begins to laugh and due to his laughing the camera begins to move around. He likes Joe crack’s at Tyler’s ridiculous nick name.]
“And as much as I would love to sit here all night long and bust on my partner and this Greatest team alive I must retire to my room. It’s been a long night and I need some shut eye. But don’t worry. I will be back. Back to show you why I will win once again in the RSP. Show you why I am a great and why I will one day be the RSP World Champion. I will get there through my actions, inside the ring. Unlike the rest of you who seem to think you can get there by talking to us to death. Here is name that some day soon you all will be saying and talking about. It will be a common household name in no time. Joe Twink Jones. Remember it. Especially you Dax and Maddox. If there is one thing I love doing. I LOVE to break chumps like you down and prove you wrong. I live for it. I stride for this. I rise to the occasion and surprise everyone. Never know, Maybe they will call it a “upset” but it won’t. It’s not a upset when you have trained yourself to win every time.”
[Joe smiles and stands up. He has a problem with so many title to keep track of. Shortly afterwards, the camera goes black.....................]
[We see Joe Twink Jones sitting on a park bench on the strip in Vegas. He has the Cruiserweight championship on his right shoulder and the RSP Tag Team Championship title on his lap. In one hand he has a coke while the other rests on the tag strap. The neon lights are blinding through the cheap hand held camcorder. The operator who also just happens to the narrator of sorts is standing in the street and it must be late at night with very little traffic right now.]
“And wouldn’t be great if Tyler left empty handed Sunday night?” Joe says with a smile. “Man I have never seen a guy who is all obsessed with winning some gold. I’m surprised he doesn’t do what Akiva did. Oh wait. “God’s Gift” isn’t that gifted.” Joe says with a chuckle.
“Isn’t that the truth.” The camera operator or what ever you want to call him says. He is a close personal friend of Joe's who will remain nameless.
“Yeah so. I won myself a tag title. It’s not the way I want to win it at all. Not like I had a choice in the matter due to my partner being a flaming retard but I can sit here on the strip and say I am a multi champion. YAY FOR ME!” Joe exclaims as a few drunks in the background stops to look at him. They have no idea who he is. What a crying shame.
“I’m sure I’m not the first or the last but in no time and very quite like I have captured two titles and maybe some respect with no bells and whistles going off. Nor did I accomplish this feat with long drawn out intro’s for my matches and long winded boring 30 minute promo’s to put the crowd asleep. I just go out there and do what I have trained for. And that is win. Yeah sure I could open the show with a long drawn out promo about nothing and then ten minutes after that get my face on the TV again but what’s the use? I’ve proven that with out all that shit I have won and I’ve won championships. I can’t help but laugh sitting in the locker room watch these guys babble on and on about how great they are for the fans, hoping that the fans buy into what they are preaching only to step in the ring for their match and lose. It’s priceless. My old man worked many rings and promotions all over the world for the best part of 23 years before he became disgusted with these “puppies” he called them who insisted that for them to make a name for themselves that had to have mic time at every show and had to have at least twenty minutes or more. Talk about being dull. But who am I to tell them otherwise. Who am I.......oh yeah, I’m a multi champion.”
[Joe pauses as a car horn goes off down the street. He looks to see what is going on. after a few seconds he turns his attention back to his buddy.]
“So here we are. Vegas here I am about to embark on what could be my biggest challenge to date by defending this tag title against two teams. The whiners and cry babies in the Greatest Team Alive. And some guys called the Rag connection.” Joes says with a puzzled look on his face. He has no idea who the Rad connection is or what they are about. “Rax and Maddox who we all saw took apart the Dime notes now think they deserve a shot at me. They think that just because they make some noise they can get what they want.” Joes say with a touch of sarcasms in his voice.
“I don’t think this Greatest Team Alive have any idea who they are up against. Don’t they know that they are no match for the “God’s Gift”? Any retard would know this. You can’t beat God. You can’t even touch God and how do you expect to win a match when Tyler has God’s gift? All Tyler have to do is wave his hand and turn you into mice. You silly fools. And he might as well just because he feels like turn the Rad Connection into cats to chase after the Greatest Team alive. Your all stepping into the ring with God! Break out your bible and begin to pray because GOD'S WRATH WILL SOON BE UPON YOU!”
[Joe’s buddy begins to laugh and due to his laughing the camera begins to move around. He likes Joe crack’s at Tyler’s ridiculous nick name.]
“And as much as I would love to sit here all night long and bust on my partner and this Greatest team alive I must retire to my room. It’s been a long night and I need some shut eye. But don’t worry. I will be back. Back to show you why I will win once again in the RSP. Show you why I am a great and why I will one day be the RSP World Champion. I will get there through my actions, inside the ring. Unlike the rest of you who seem to think you can get there by talking to us to death. Here is name that some day soon you all will be saying and talking about. It will be a common household name in no time. Joe Twink Jones. Remember it. Especially you Dax and Maddox. If there is one thing I love doing. I LOVE to break chumps like you down and prove you wrong. I live for it. I stride for this. I rise to the occasion and surprise everyone. Never know, Maybe they will call it a “upset” but it won’t. It’s not a upset when you have trained yourself to win every time.”
[Joe smiles and stands up. He has a problem with so many title to keep track of. Shortly afterwards, the camera goes black.....................]