Post by roach on Feb 6, 2014 20:47:22 GMT -5
*Scene opens up in an empty boxing gym where a man is seen hitting a punching bag. The bag swings back and forth with every hit, aloud bang is heard with every vicious punch. The man reveals to be Roach as he is heard mumbling something with every punch.*
Roach: This is how its going to feel and hear after I land a fist to your fucking face.
*Roach cocks back with his right arm then throwing all his weight behind it connecting with the bag as a loud bang is heard. The bag comes swing back as Roach connects with another right hook.*
Roach: I bet you thought all I was, was a brawler from the streets. Well Mario your going to be stepping into the ring with a former amateur heavyweight champion. I used to knock pieces of shit like you out all the time, especially little italian fuckers. I almost went to the big time until once again I came in trouble with the law. Monday Night there's not going to be any law holding me back, they might be after me after when they see your bloody corpse laying not in the ring but outside the ring on that cold ass concrete where you belong.
*Roach starts to work on his straight jabs as he goes from right to left real quick.*
Roach: This bag is going to be your face, every single punch is going to break something in your face. I'm going to turn you into a pasta noodle just like you should be, and the sauce will be your blood all over the place. I'm not going to hold anything back just because your supposed to be a somebody. 30 wins bud , you think you're the only one in this federation with that many wins. You got to be kidding me bra! oh wait is that alright to call you bra? Cause I know I'm not apart of your Jersey Shore crew.
*Roach stops working away on the bag and sits down to take a break. He grabs the bottle of water next to him and pours some on his head before drinking some.*
Roach: After I'm down pounding your face in I'm going to make my way to another former OCW superstar who's trying to make his way back. The Lost Stranger or Soul, I don't know what that clown ass motherfucker name is. Dean should put both of you fools in the ring with me at the same damn time, and I guarantee I'll come out with the victory.
*Roach gets to his feet as he makes his way over to the speed bag. He stands in front of the bag for a second before slowly hitting it with his left as his right slowly follows behind it.*
Roach: I'm to fast for both of you, especially that steroid looking freak Mario. Mario you know what you have, you have that little guy syndrome just like all the hot head italians have. You think your bigger and tougher then you actually are, and when I look at you I see nothing but a little bitch. When I look at you Lost Soul I see just a freaky looking fool who couldn't get a real job when you we're younger and the only ads in the paper was being a clown. It suits you well since you're a clown of a wrestler and a man.
*Roach picks up speed on the speed bag.*
Roach: I can do this shit all day, I can beat your asses all day son. That Mario fool is going to wish that he never said he will fight anyone in the OCW. Roach is going to leave his size 15 boot print in the middle of your face. So if you don't want to get fucked up I suggest going to do what you do best. Go get a quick workout and maybe a quick spray on tan session cause we all know you love that. The last thing is go clean your dirty ass clothes, isn't that what you guys do?
*Roach chuckles as he stops hitting the speed bag, takes a swig of water before tossing it to the ground beside him.*
Roach: When I win the Central Title at Resurrection, I swear if you or your little punk ass bitch try to steal my Title cause we all know you won't be able to beat me for it. But if you do try to steal it I will come after you and beat you to death. I also know a pig farmer around here who wouldn't mind to have some fresh meat for his pigs. Just saying I know how to get rid of bodies and no one will ever know what happen to you or your little lover friend with you. I have a better idea! how about you take you and all your spray tan friends and have a party and the entertainment can be that low life wannabe clown The Lost Soul. I bet you guys would just love that. I got to finish my set on this speed bag, no time to be talking about these old timers.
*Roach starts to slowly work on the speed bag as he picks up speed with the scene fading to black.*
Roach: This is how its going to feel and hear after I land a fist to your fucking face.
*Roach cocks back with his right arm then throwing all his weight behind it connecting with the bag as a loud bang is heard. The bag comes swing back as Roach connects with another right hook.*
Roach: I bet you thought all I was, was a brawler from the streets. Well Mario your going to be stepping into the ring with a former amateur heavyweight champion. I used to knock pieces of shit like you out all the time, especially little italian fuckers. I almost went to the big time until once again I came in trouble with the law. Monday Night there's not going to be any law holding me back, they might be after me after when they see your bloody corpse laying not in the ring but outside the ring on that cold ass concrete where you belong.
*Roach starts to work on his straight jabs as he goes from right to left real quick.*
Roach: This bag is going to be your face, every single punch is going to break something in your face. I'm going to turn you into a pasta noodle just like you should be, and the sauce will be your blood all over the place. I'm not going to hold anything back just because your supposed to be a somebody. 30 wins bud , you think you're the only one in this federation with that many wins. You got to be kidding me bra! oh wait is that alright to call you bra? Cause I know I'm not apart of your Jersey Shore crew.
*Roach stops working away on the bag and sits down to take a break. He grabs the bottle of water next to him and pours some on his head before drinking some.*
Roach: After I'm down pounding your face in I'm going to make my way to another former OCW superstar who's trying to make his way back. The Lost Stranger or Soul, I don't know what that clown ass motherfucker name is. Dean should put both of you fools in the ring with me at the same damn time, and I guarantee I'll come out with the victory.
*Roach gets to his feet as he makes his way over to the speed bag. He stands in front of the bag for a second before slowly hitting it with his left as his right slowly follows behind it.*
Roach: I'm to fast for both of you, especially that steroid looking freak Mario. Mario you know what you have, you have that little guy syndrome just like all the hot head italians have. You think your bigger and tougher then you actually are, and when I look at you I see nothing but a little bitch. When I look at you Lost Soul I see just a freaky looking fool who couldn't get a real job when you we're younger and the only ads in the paper was being a clown. It suits you well since you're a clown of a wrestler and a man.
*Roach picks up speed on the speed bag.*
Roach: I can do this shit all day, I can beat your asses all day son. That Mario fool is going to wish that he never said he will fight anyone in the OCW. Roach is going to leave his size 15 boot print in the middle of your face. So if you don't want to get fucked up I suggest going to do what you do best. Go get a quick workout and maybe a quick spray on tan session cause we all know you love that. The last thing is go clean your dirty ass clothes, isn't that what you guys do?
*Roach chuckles as he stops hitting the speed bag, takes a swig of water before tossing it to the ground beside him.*
Roach: When I win the Central Title at Resurrection, I swear if you or your little punk ass bitch try to steal my Title cause we all know you won't be able to beat me for it. But if you do try to steal it I will come after you and beat you to death. I also know a pig farmer around here who wouldn't mind to have some fresh meat for his pigs. Just saying I know how to get rid of bodies and no one will ever know what happen to you or your little lover friend with you. I have a better idea! how about you take you and all your spray tan friends and have a party and the entertainment can be that low life wannabe clown The Lost Soul. I bet you guys would just love that. I got to finish my set on this speed bag, no time to be talking about these old timers.
*Roach starts to slowly work on the speed bag as he picks up speed with the scene fading to black.*
