Post by roach on Feb 12, 2014 18:31:58 GMT -5
*Scene opens up in a local bar in Maple Grove, Minnesota. Some rock and roll music is heard in the background. Roach and his manager Slater Kain are seen posted up at the bar. Each one of them take back to back shots slamming the empty shot glasses on the bar.*
Roach: Two shots of Crown Royal for us!
Slater Kain: How drunk do you plan on getting Roach?
*Roach smirks and puts his right hand on Slater's left shoulder.*
Roach: I'm just getting started my friend, I mean look at us we're already in Minnesota and the show's not until Monday. So we got sometime to let loose and have some fun.
Slater Kain: True, True! but it looks like your still pissed off about your loss on Monday to Mario Maurako.
Roach: Maybe I am bitter about that loss, I had him beat. But Mario was the better man and came out on top, he had a good game plan and he played it well. I will give him props on that win, you never hear those words come out of my mouth but guess what? you just did my friend.
*The bartender lines up four shot glasses and slowly fills them up with Crown Royal Whiskey.*
Slater Kain: Now this is what I'm talking about!
Roach: I can't be worrying about my passed right now when I have that old ass fuck The Lost Soul to worry about. I tried to get him to do something on Massacre but he was just doing what he does best.
Slater Kain: Be a clown?
Roach: No! being creepy. I got a weird fucking vibe from this chump, there's something not right in that guys head. I can tell just by looking at him in the eyes that there is nothing inside of his head. I could only see pure black eyes and that cheap and creepy make up on his face.
*Roach takes one of his shots that are lined up in front of him, Slater isn't too much longer behind him slamming his shot.*
Roach: Fuck that tastes good!
Slater Kain: Hells Yah it does. I haven't asked you yet about your match on Monday? I know your not a big fan of tag team matches.
Roach: Yah this bullshit match, not a fan at all of this tag team bullshit. If we loose and it's not my fault then I'm going to freak the fuck out on Dangerous Dan. He better worry about that little girl Noah Mackenzie while I worry about The Lost Soul.
Slater: Ummm I think Noah Mackenzie is a guy?
Roach: Fuck off! It doesn't matter if he's a her or a he she, Dangerous Dan just better take it to him. I'm going to make sure The Lost Soul doesn't make it to our match at Resurrection. It would be smart if he didn't show up at the PPV, especially when the match is my specialty. No one in this organization is more hardcore or crazier then me. I'm going to treat this match on Monday as a warm up for me and that freak. I know this match is not a hardcore match, but I'm going to make it one!
Slater Kain: Can you do that?
Roach: I'm Roach bud, I can do anything I want in this business and there is no one or anything that is going to stop me. Since I'm not in the Central Championship match or even being looked at for a #1 Contender for the Internet Title, I'm going to make my match at Resurrection the match of the year. They might want to have the police there to arrest me after cause who know's what I'm going to do to that freak.
Slater Kain: We don't need you going to jail big man.
Roach: I'm not scared of jail bud, I'm getting scared just thinking about what I'm going to do to that wannabe clown. I'm going to retire that goof and send him packing to the closes retirement home where he belongs. After I'm done with him his name won't be The Lost Soul it will be changed to The Last Soul....
*Both men begin to laugh.*
Slater Kain: Haha! cheers to that!
*Both men take their last shot of whiskey as the scene slowly fades to black.*
Roach: Two shots of Crown Royal for us!
Slater Kain: How drunk do you plan on getting Roach?
*Roach smirks and puts his right hand on Slater's left shoulder.*
Roach: I'm just getting started my friend, I mean look at us we're already in Minnesota and the show's not until Monday. So we got sometime to let loose and have some fun.
Slater Kain: True, True! but it looks like your still pissed off about your loss on Monday to Mario Maurako.
Roach: Maybe I am bitter about that loss, I had him beat. But Mario was the better man and came out on top, he had a good game plan and he played it well. I will give him props on that win, you never hear those words come out of my mouth but guess what? you just did my friend.
*The bartender lines up four shot glasses and slowly fills them up with Crown Royal Whiskey.*
Slater Kain: Now this is what I'm talking about!
Roach: I can't be worrying about my passed right now when I have that old ass fuck The Lost Soul to worry about. I tried to get him to do something on Massacre but he was just doing what he does best.
Slater Kain: Be a clown?
Roach: No! being creepy. I got a weird fucking vibe from this chump, there's something not right in that guys head. I can tell just by looking at him in the eyes that there is nothing inside of his head. I could only see pure black eyes and that cheap and creepy make up on his face.
*Roach takes one of his shots that are lined up in front of him, Slater isn't too much longer behind him slamming his shot.*
Roach: Fuck that tastes good!
Slater Kain: Hells Yah it does. I haven't asked you yet about your match on Monday? I know your not a big fan of tag team matches.
Roach: Yah this bullshit match, not a fan at all of this tag team bullshit. If we loose and it's not my fault then I'm going to freak the fuck out on Dangerous Dan. He better worry about that little girl Noah Mackenzie while I worry about The Lost Soul.
Slater: Ummm I think Noah Mackenzie is a guy?
Roach: Fuck off! It doesn't matter if he's a her or a he she, Dangerous Dan just better take it to him. I'm going to make sure The Lost Soul doesn't make it to our match at Resurrection. It would be smart if he didn't show up at the PPV, especially when the match is my specialty. No one in this organization is more hardcore or crazier then me. I'm going to treat this match on Monday as a warm up for me and that freak. I know this match is not a hardcore match, but I'm going to make it one!
Slater Kain: Can you do that?
Roach: I'm Roach bud, I can do anything I want in this business and there is no one or anything that is going to stop me. Since I'm not in the Central Championship match or even being looked at for a #1 Contender for the Internet Title, I'm going to make my match at Resurrection the match of the year. They might want to have the police there to arrest me after cause who know's what I'm going to do to that freak.
Slater Kain: We don't need you going to jail big man.
Roach: I'm not scared of jail bud, I'm getting scared just thinking about what I'm going to do to that wannabe clown. I'm going to retire that goof and send him packing to the closes retirement home where he belongs. After I'm done with him his name won't be The Lost Soul it will be changed to The Last Soul....
*Both men begin to laugh.*
Slater Kain: Haha! cheers to that!
*Both men take their last shot of whiskey as the scene slowly fades to black.*