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Post by Steve Sinclair on May 3, 2017 22:34:37 GMT
Inside of Bester’s apartment with his leg in a aircast propped up on a kitchen chair is Bester. E5 didn’t go very good for him. He lost to both Roboleg and Van Der Roost but sometimes that is the unlucky bounce of the ball. It was what happened to him post match that made him sour. Joe attacking him and whatnot. I’m sure by now you all have seen the video, if not go and watch the damn show man! Bester isn’t alone today and no Rayven Hardy isn’t joining him for a afternoon of creative video game playing of…. MINDCRAFT!This honor goes to Bester’s new buddy BullDozer! Who is a bit of a MindCraft freak himself. “Right there?”“Yeah! That’ll work. Should we dig down deeper?”“I can’t see the sky now. We’re down deep Mister Dozer.”“Man I love moving earth around.”“This is fun. Digging a big hole like this.”“How much TNT do we have?”“Like tons.”“Okay….let's start filling it up with TNT.”“Sure.”Both Bester and BullDozer are chuckling. They spent however long digging a huge hole in Mindcraft to then fill it with TNT and bury it. They both have lite the fuse and in a few seconds it’s going to blow up, which it does to both of their joy. “Oh man! This never gets old!”“This is the first time I have done this. This is GREAT! Oh man! Let’s do it again!”“OKAY!” BullDozer says way too easy. He stands up. “But first nature calls.”“Okay buddy.”Dozer wanders off to the restroom and Bester sets the controller down and rubs his knee. “Doctor say by the end of the week I should be able to begin a small rehab stint. It’s a good thing that the San Fran Scuffle is a couple of weeks away so I have time to get fully healed up for the match, the match in which Miss Hardy and myself will bring home those DarcDous titles. It also gives me time to plot my revenge on you Mister Jones who I notice is in this match as well. How fitting.”
“Not only will I win those belts, but I get to do to you that you did to me and that is go out there and stretch your knee till it hurts really bad. I’m very upset over what you did to me, and I will not sit idle and lets this pass without you feeling the pain I felt! Nothing will make me happier than tossing you and Mister Kelloggs over that top rope ending your crusade of capturing those belts. I don’t know if anyone else in this match has heard you two say that you are going to win those belts or not, but while I am in that ring, THAT is not going to happen.”
“I have the best partner in the game today. She beat Gray Malone like I knew she would, she remains undefeated and together, we remain undefeated and that is a trend that will keep on keeping on well past this San Fran Scuffle match. To everyone who has high hopes of winning this match, I have to inform you that you better not get your hopes up too high because there is no beating the…”Bester makes a hashtag sign with his fingers.
“BestFreinds.”Dozer returns from the restroom. “Ready to blow this game up again?”
“I’m ready to implode Joe Jones's knees. Yes.”Dozer fists bumps Bester as he sits down on the couch next to Bester.
“Hell yeah buddy! But I was talking about this game thou.”“Oh. Let’s get digging Buddy BullDozer.”
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Post by Steve Sinclair on May 9, 2017 22:09:05 GMT
“Okay Bester…..let’s see what we got going on here.” The doctor….Mitch? Says as he checks out Bester’s knee. “Anything?”
“No….” Bester says.
“No pain?”
“No….”
“Okay bend it.”
Bester slowly bends his knee and is pain free.
“Let’s stand on it.” Mitch the doctor says. Bester Slides off the table and stands on it, slowly putting his weight on it. “And?”
“I feel good.” Bester says.
“Try walking on it.” Mitch says and Bester takes a few steps, then jumps, skips and hops on it pain free. Bester turns and gives Mitch a thumbs up. Mitch sets his laptop down and stands up.
“You’re good to go but you have to promise me one thing.”
“What’s that?”
“That you hurt that Joe Jones.”
“Oh, don’t worry. I will.”
Mitch extends his hand and Bester shakes his hand.
Sometime later in Bester’s workout space.
“Today is a good day. Want to know why? It’s a good day and I’m in a real good mood because I got the thumbs up from the doctor to get off of the couch and get my behind back in the gym so I can get ready to accomplish two things come the 22nd of May. Now you might be asking yourself, Bester! Besides winning those DarcDous belts, what else do you have in mind at E6?”
“And the answer is real simple. I want to hurt to you Joe Jones. I want to hurt you James Kelloggs. I want to hurt Billy Danielson. Crystal Millar, Jason-Michael Drake, Tyson Turbo, Alan Envy, James Edwards, Xavier Leroux, Roboleg, Johnny Coolbreeze and everyone else in this San Fran Scuffle match! Almost two months ago the Best Friends were born and we have won every match that we have been in and that is a trend I’m afraid isn’t going to stop any time soon.”
“Now some of you might be sitting there thinking to yourself, Bester! Why do you sound so….madish? Well the answer is simple. I sat on the couch with my new buddy BullDozer playing video games, We played so many video games that I created a Gamefly account! We played till the wee hours in the morning till we fell asleep right there on the couch. I didn’t bath for a couple of days and to be honest, I don’t think BullDozer ever showers but I started to stink. I put on like 10 pounds, I started to get belly flab and that is when I looked around at all of the potato chip bags, boxes of twinkies and it got me annoyed! First of all, my tiny little apartment was trashed, I couldn’t find Sparky under the garbage pile and I was annoyed because it was Joe Jones who did this to me! He hurt me and put me on the shelf! He took away what I love to do and…..it felt like a volcano was starting to erupt in my belly, only it wasn’t lava, it was this feeling of being cheated out of winning those belts with my #BestFriends partner, the incredible Rayven Hardy!”
“At E6! In that San Fran Scuffle! The Best Friends! We’re making a statement! That we are the best team not only in this match! Not only in DarcPro, but in pro wrestling! When the Best Friends put our heads together, when the Best Friends put our strengths together, there is nothing we can’t accomplish!”
Bester runs his hand over his bald dome.
“I am promising all of you little buddies, that when I see Joe Jones, I will hurt him and normally I don’t condone this sort of violence. Yes I want to win the match. Yes I want to win championship but no I don’t have to hurt and mane people to accomplish this, but in this case.”
Bester looks right into the camera.
“This kind of act, it’s a must.”
Fade out.
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Post by Steve Sinclair on May 17, 2017 17:41:02 GMT
Bester picks up his phone and using his thumbs he types away on it all the while sticking his tongue out cuz he’s deep in thought.
“Sugar……” glances up at the camera. “Naughty word. Enter.”
A puzzled look comes over Bester’s face.
“So Rayven Hardy was the one who arrested Mel Gibson?”
Look of surprise on Bester’s face.
“I guess Sugar….naughty word is her middle name or something. Who knew!”
Bester sets his phone down.
“Mister Nanook sent over some tapes for me to watch the other day and my oh my I couldn’t believe my ears. So much hate for my friend, partner Rayven Hardy and I don’t know why. I don’t understand. She is the Darc Heavyweight champion and she gets no respect from anyone but me. These tapes that I watched, where just filled with words of everyone knocking her down, doubting her abilities and saying that she isn’t going to win this match. News flash! She’s not in this fight alone! I will be by her side and i don’t know if you other guys have noticed. We’re a hard team to beat.”
“Out of all of the tapes I watched, the one I found the most disturbing is the one from Mister Severin. I don’t know why he thinks Rayven will be stop being my friend, I’m one of the few who believe in her, wishes her nothing but luck and knows that there isn’t a fight she can’t win. Look at what she did to Mister Malone. He was walking around here and tapping away on twitter that he was going to end the San Fran Miracle. He thought he had that match in the bag, he had won the Darc Heavyweight Championship and that he was going to live up to the moniker King of DarcPro. At the end of the night Rayven beat Mister Malone and walked out with the title still around her waist, like she said she would. Ever since Mister Malone has been quite and I think a bunch of you should zip it as well. Rayven Hardy…..”
Bester pauses and he’s either searching for the right words to say next or he’s getting choked up. Hard to tell.
“Rayven Hardy is the best of the best in DarcPro. Several guys like Billy Danielson, Alan Envy walk around this place like they are the best of the best, like this place couldn’t run without them but the truth is. Rayven outshines them all. She is truly special. She is the heartbeat of this place. She is the soul of DarcPro and no one in this company can replace her. There is a very good reason why she is the Champion, Mrs.DarcPro and all of you guys, aren’t.”
Bester’s face starts to get a couple of shades red. He’s not angry either.
“I am proud to call Rayven my friend. I am proud to call Rayven my partner. I am proud that we are in the best tag team in all of DarcPro, the Best Friends. Together there is nothing we can’t achieve and in a couple of days.”
Bester stands up.
“I will be proud to be walking out of E6 with those DarcDous belts. It will be a pleasure to shut each and every single one of you...haters up.”
“And Mister Severin, that is what real friends do. We have each other’s back.”
Fade out.
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