Post by roach on Feb 17, 2014 0:03:46 GMT -5
*Scene opens at a Retirement Home in Maple Grove, Minnesota. Roach and Slater Kain are seen walking to the front entrance of the building. Older residents of the building are seen outside in their wheel chairs and walkers having a smoke. As Roach and Slater make it closer to the front entrance, one of the residents grabs Roach by the wrist. Roach looks at the old man in shock.*
Old Man: Are you my son?
*Roach shakes his head in shock and slowly takes the old man's hand off of his wrist.*
Roach: No sir I'm not your son!
*Roach slowly walks away from the old man trying not to make eye contact with anyone else at the same time, Roach grabs Slater by the back of the jacket and pulls him towards him.*
Roach: Lets get the fuck in here and out of here real quick, these people are starting to creep me out just like that goof ball The Lost Soul does.
Slater Kain: Yah I hear ya, I swear this woman over here just grabbed my ass.
*Slater and Roach both look at the woman as she winks at the both of them. They both shake their heads in disgust. They make their way to the front entrance and quickly open the door.*
Slater Kain: Ok where the hell do you want to do this segment at?
Roach: I have no fucking idea, maybe we should go to cafeteria.
Slater Kain: I hear they have bar's in retirement home's.
Roach: Are you fucking kidding me, well why the hell are we not there right now doing this segment.
Slater Kain: I'm down with that, we just got to find out where it's at in here. Ask this good-looking nurse coming up behind you Roach.
*Roach turns around as a nurse is heading towards him. Roach steps in front of the woman, the woman seems startled.*
Roach: Sorry to bug you good-looking but where can we find the bar in here ?
Nurse: Why are you guys looking for the bar and why is he holding a camera in his hand over there ?
Roach: We're here doing a like a family video for our family back home, see our dad is in here and he hasn't had any visitors in a long time. The bar is the only place he goes to in here.
*The nurse looks at Slater then back at Roach.*
Nurse: Ok then, well go down this hallway and take the second right and then to the left is the bar.
Roach: Thank you so much.
*The nurse walks away.*
Slater Kain: Nice fucking work bud, I didn't think she was buying it at first.
Roach: Fuck me neither pal, so we got to go down here and take a right on the second hallway. So turn that camera on and lets show the entire OCW and the fans where all the wrestlers are going to end up after they get into the ring with me. So follow me bud...
*Roach makes his way down the hallway with Slater Kain following close behind video taping every movement. Roach keeps his distance away from every old man in wheel chairs, one man reaches for Roach as he side steps out-of-the-way.*
Roach: What the fuck man?
*Roach shakes his head and looks at Slater and points at the old man. Roach keeps on walking down the hallway. Roach comes to the second hallway on the right , he turns right then takes a quick left and lands at the retirement home bar. There is one seat left at the bar with the other three seats taken by residents. Roach takes a seat and quickly orders a drink for him and Slater.*
Roach: I'll take two Pilsner's pal.
*The bartender reaches in the cooler and pulls out two beers, Roach hands one to Slater as he still holds the camera. Roach gives the older fella sitting beside him a nudge.*
Roach: My bad old man.
*The old man looks at Roach and just shakes his head. Roach gives the guy a dirty look before looking at Slater holding the camera.*
Slater Kain: Come on Roach just do what we came here to do.
Roach: My bad bud! you rolling?
Slater Kain: Yup so let's get this show going.
*Roach takes a swig of beer.*
Roach: Hello! YouTube fuckers, this is Roach from the Online Championship Wrestling organization. I'm here broadcasting live from a retirement home in Maple Grove Minnesota. Your probably wondering why the fuck I'm here doing a live broadcast! Well let me give you fans the run down here. After I beat that piece of shit The Lost Soul at Resurrection, I'm going to send him right here. I will be doing the guy a favour like he will be living in a nice room and have a nice roommate, compared to what he has now living in dark corners by himself. Like look at this old stud beside me, he's here enjoying himself trying to pick up the GILF sitting beside him who's wearing way to much make up.
*The old man looks at Roach as he gives him a head nod.*
Roach: Yah he's definitely picking her up tonight, I bet she's the town pump around here. That's another thing I would be helping The Lost Soul with is picking up women. We all know that he can't pick up a date, hell blow up dolls turn him down. You just need to come here and start a fresh life. I bet they would love you here and hell they probably would pay you with your creepy clown act that you do. I can't say too much about you wearing face paint cause I wear some too. But I don't try to be John Wayne Gacy look-alike , I don't get what your gig is bud. Are you a clown that does birthday parties and makes balloon animals or are you just a weird freak.
*Roach takes a swig of beer.*
Roach: I guarantee its just because your a weird freak who has no life or soul. You will be thanking me after our match for putting you in here. You will even make friends here cause we all know that you don't have any besides the streets rats that your more then likely eat. I'm going to use every type of weapon or thing on you, I'll use some of your furniture from the streets that you live on. Like I'll use your bed which I'm told it's a steel garbage bin. I'll choke you out with your shower which I heard is a garden house that sits outside a car wash. My favourite weapon of yours would be your fridge which I'm told again is just a little cooler with a couple of ketchup packets in it from McDonald's. Speaking of McDonald's isn't your job to be the clown who sits on the bench so kids can have their mom and dad take pictures of them beside a potential pedophile.
*Roach slams his beer and slams it on the bar.*
Roach: So my final words for you TLS is don't thank me now just thank me later after our match when there dragging your unconscious bloody body here. They might have to take you to hospital first and give you surgery on your face. Like I said before I'm going to use everything and I'm aiming to hurt you and the best place to do that is right in your painted face. I'm going to wipe your face paint off and then I'm going to recover it with your blood. I'm going to hurt you and hurt you bad bud! I'm going to fuck you right up. This is going to be the match that people talk about for years. They won't be talking about how great of a fight it was NO! they will be talking about how Roach almost killed The Lost Soul in front of the screaming OCW fans.
*Slater Kain interrupts Roach.*
Slater Kain: Roach we got to get the fuck out of here, there's security coming for us.
*Slater turns the camera towards the security guards as there pointing towards the two men.*
Roach: Fuck bud and you haven't even finished your beer. That's the good kind bud, the $5 a beer kind. Give me the fucking beer.
*Slater gives Roach the beer as he slams it in no time.*
Roach: You're a pussy, now let's get the fuck out of here.
*Roach looks at the camera.*
Roach: Sorry folks got to cut this broadcast short, I'm out PEACE!
*Roach and Slater begin to run as the scene slowly fades to black.*
Old Man: Are you my son?
*Roach shakes his head in shock and slowly takes the old man's hand off of his wrist.*
Roach: No sir I'm not your son!
*Roach slowly walks away from the old man trying not to make eye contact with anyone else at the same time, Roach grabs Slater by the back of the jacket and pulls him towards him.*
Roach: Lets get the fuck in here and out of here real quick, these people are starting to creep me out just like that goof ball The Lost Soul does.
Slater Kain: Yah I hear ya, I swear this woman over here just grabbed my ass.
*Slater and Roach both look at the woman as she winks at the both of them. They both shake their heads in disgust. They make their way to the front entrance and quickly open the door.*
Slater Kain: Ok where the hell do you want to do this segment at?
Roach: I have no fucking idea, maybe we should go to cafeteria.
Slater Kain: I hear they have bar's in retirement home's.
Roach: Are you fucking kidding me, well why the hell are we not there right now doing this segment.
Slater Kain: I'm down with that, we just got to find out where it's at in here. Ask this good-looking nurse coming up behind you Roach.
*Roach turns around as a nurse is heading towards him. Roach steps in front of the woman, the woman seems startled.*
Roach: Sorry to bug you good-looking but where can we find the bar in here ?
Nurse: Why are you guys looking for the bar and why is he holding a camera in his hand over there ?
Roach: We're here doing a like a family video for our family back home, see our dad is in here and he hasn't had any visitors in a long time. The bar is the only place he goes to in here.
*The nurse looks at Slater then back at Roach.*
Nurse: Ok then, well go down this hallway and take the second right and then to the left is the bar.
Roach: Thank you so much.
*The nurse walks away.*
Slater Kain: Nice fucking work bud, I didn't think she was buying it at first.
Roach: Fuck me neither pal, so we got to go down here and take a right on the second hallway. So turn that camera on and lets show the entire OCW and the fans where all the wrestlers are going to end up after they get into the ring with me. So follow me bud...
*Roach makes his way down the hallway with Slater Kain following close behind video taping every movement. Roach keeps his distance away from every old man in wheel chairs, one man reaches for Roach as he side steps out-of-the-way.*
Roach: What the fuck man?
*Roach shakes his head and looks at Slater and points at the old man. Roach keeps on walking down the hallway. Roach comes to the second hallway on the right , he turns right then takes a quick left and lands at the retirement home bar. There is one seat left at the bar with the other three seats taken by residents. Roach takes a seat and quickly orders a drink for him and Slater.*
Roach: I'll take two Pilsner's pal.
*The bartender reaches in the cooler and pulls out two beers, Roach hands one to Slater as he still holds the camera. Roach gives the older fella sitting beside him a nudge.*
Roach: My bad old man.
*The old man looks at Roach and just shakes his head. Roach gives the guy a dirty look before looking at Slater holding the camera.*
Slater Kain: Come on Roach just do what we came here to do.
Roach: My bad bud! you rolling?
Slater Kain: Yup so let's get this show going.
*Roach takes a swig of beer.*
Roach: Hello! YouTube fuckers, this is Roach from the Online Championship Wrestling organization. I'm here broadcasting live from a retirement home in Maple Grove Minnesota. Your probably wondering why the fuck I'm here doing a live broadcast! Well let me give you fans the run down here. After I beat that piece of shit The Lost Soul at Resurrection, I'm going to send him right here. I will be doing the guy a favour like he will be living in a nice room and have a nice roommate, compared to what he has now living in dark corners by himself. Like look at this old stud beside me, he's here enjoying himself trying to pick up the GILF sitting beside him who's wearing way to much make up.
*The old man looks at Roach as he gives him a head nod.*
Roach: Yah he's definitely picking her up tonight, I bet she's the town pump around here. That's another thing I would be helping The Lost Soul with is picking up women. We all know that he can't pick up a date, hell blow up dolls turn him down. You just need to come here and start a fresh life. I bet they would love you here and hell they probably would pay you with your creepy clown act that you do. I can't say too much about you wearing face paint cause I wear some too. But I don't try to be John Wayne Gacy look-alike , I don't get what your gig is bud. Are you a clown that does birthday parties and makes balloon animals or are you just a weird freak.
*Roach takes a swig of beer.*
Roach: I guarantee its just because your a weird freak who has no life or soul. You will be thanking me after our match for putting you in here. You will even make friends here cause we all know that you don't have any besides the streets rats that your more then likely eat. I'm going to use every type of weapon or thing on you, I'll use some of your furniture from the streets that you live on. Like I'll use your bed which I'm told it's a steel garbage bin. I'll choke you out with your shower which I heard is a garden house that sits outside a car wash. My favourite weapon of yours would be your fridge which I'm told again is just a little cooler with a couple of ketchup packets in it from McDonald's. Speaking of McDonald's isn't your job to be the clown who sits on the bench so kids can have their mom and dad take pictures of them beside a potential pedophile.
*Roach slams his beer and slams it on the bar.*
Roach: So my final words for you TLS is don't thank me now just thank me later after our match when there dragging your unconscious bloody body here. They might have to take you to hospital first and give you surgery on your face. Like I said before I'm going to use everything and I'm aiming to hurt you and the best place to do that is right in your painted face. I'm going to wipe your face paint off and then I'm going to recover it with your blood. I'm going to hurt you and hurt you bad bud! I'm going to fuck you right up. This is going to be the match that people talk about for years. They won't be talking about how great of a fight it was NO! they will be talking about how Roach almost killed The Lost Soul in front of the screaming OCW fans.
*Slater Kain interrupts Roach.*
Slater Kain: Roach we got to get the fuck out of here, there's security coming for us.
*Slater turns the camera towards the security guards as there pointing towards the two men.*
Roach: Fuck bud and you haven't even finished your beer. That's the good kind bud, the $5 a beer kind. Give me the fucking beer.
*Slater gives Roach the beer as he slams it in no time.*
Roach: You're a pussy, now let's get the fuck out of here.
*Roach looks at the camera.*
Roach: Sorry folks got to cut this broadcast short, I'm out PEACE!
*Roach and Slater begin to run as the scene slowly fades to black.*