Post by roach on Feb 28, 2014 22:25:52 GMT -5
*Scene opens up at a cheap motel weight room as Roach is seen riding on a stationary bike. Roach is trying to watch the tv infront of him, it barely comes in.*
Roach: What the fuck is going with this fucking tv? can't I watch my fucking sports. Why do you always pick the worst hotel's in the world Slater.
*Slater is sitting down on a bench playing on his computer drinking a cold Pilsner.*
Slater Kain: It's a motel not a hotel.
Roach: Same fucking thing.
Slater Kain: Not really, you wanted to find the closes place and this is where we ended up at. You we're complaining that we were driving for to long and you wanted somewhere to rest for the night.
Roach: Yah I know! but I didn't mean a 70's style motel, I mean look at our room. I turned the tv on and it was already on a porno station.
Slater Kain: And that's a problem?
Roach: Not at all, but when the porn that is on look's like it was just made in our room before we got there.
*Roach takes a swig of water and wipes his face off with a towel before tossing it on the ground,*
Roach: That's some fucked up shit.
Slater Kain: Why don't you shut up and worry about your match on Monday.
Roach: Fuck that match! it's going to be a breeze. It's another match where I don't have a challenge infront of me. Did Dean go out in the parking lot and sign this guy up after Resurrection was over. I've never heard of this guy before or have any idea what this goof ball looks like.
Slater Kain: I'm pretty sure he's been in the OCW for a couple week's now.
Roach: I don't give a fuck! this titty twister slug can just lay down in the ring and let me put my foot on his chest as Scruff McDougall hits the mat 1 2 3. This is not even going to be considered a match for me, I'm probaly not going to count it on my record cause this guy is a nobody.
*Roach gets off the stationary bike and make his way to the treadmill. Roach gets on the treadmill as he starts with a slow walk.*
Roach: There's no one in this business who's going to stop me from what I want to do and what I'm going to do. Dean know's that I'm his gem in this business, so why isn't he giving me any competition. Mario Maurako was a tough battle and yah I lost that match,but I dummied TLS 2 times, Amber Ryan, Noah Mackenzie and Johnny Riot. Those too me are nobody's in my mind, I want the main eventers. "The Ripper" Danny B is just another soul that I'm going to burry 6 feet under the ground.
*Roach picks up speed on the treadmill and begins to run.*
Slater Kain: Roach! there's no one in the OCW that's better then you or as good as you are. That's why every match you have had has been dummy shows. You can't be blaming the boss man on giving you this match's with nobody's.
Roach: That is very true! but still there isn't anybody in this federation that has talent? No one has surprised me or even looked good to me. I guess I'm just that good, Danny boy can try to come in my ring and try to beat me, but that's not going to happen. I'm going to take my size 14 shoe and shove it right in his pretty boy face. After that I'll pick his punk ass off the ground where he will be rolling around crying in pain calling for his mommy, I'll lift him on my shoulders then toss him in the air and end his career with the D.O.A. McDougall will get the nod and pin him in the middle of the ring, after he will hold my arm up high in the air in glory as we walk around the piece of shit corpse laying in my ring.
*Roach hits a button on the treadmill as he picks up more speed and begins to run faster. Roach runs hard for a good two minutes before stopping and turning the machine off. Roach gets off the machine and walks over to Slater and takes a seat beside him. Roach can hardly breathe.*
Roach: Fuck that was a solid workout, that is more of a workout then I'm going to see on Monday. The Piper or The Sniper whatever his name is going to get his face stomped on at Massacre.
*Roach looks over at Slater.*
Roach: How about you get the fuck off your computer and we go out on the town. We get fucked up and try to pick up some sluts for us before we have to head out in the morning for our final 3 hour hike to Texas.
Slater Kain: I'm down with that! are we going to get me my tree shaker?
*Roach laughs.*
Roach: Haha! fucking right we are my friend, fucking right.
*Both men begin to laugh as the scene slowly fades to black.*
Roach: What the fuck is going with this fucking tv? can't I watch my fucking sports. Why do you always pick the worst hotel's in the world Slater.
*Slater is sitting down on a bench playing on his computer drinking a cold Pilsner.*
Slater Kain: It's a motel not a hotel.
Roach: Same fucking thing.
Slater Kain: Not really, you wanted to find the closes place and this is where we ended up at. You we're complaining that we were driving for to long and you wanted somewhere to rest for the night.
Roach: Yah I know! but I didn't mean a 70's style motel, I mean look at our room. I turned the tv on and it was already on a porno station.
Slater Kain: And that's a problem?
Roach: Not at all, but when the porn that is on look's like it was just made in our room before we got there.
*Roach takes a swig of water and wipes his face off with a towel before tossing it on the ground,*
Roach: That's some fucked up shit.
Slater Kain: Why don't you shut up and worry about your match on Monday.
Roach: Fuck that match! it's going to be a breeze. It's another match where I don't have a challenge infront of me. Did Dean go out in the parking lot and sign this guy up after Resurrection was over. I've never heard of this guy before or have any idea what this goof ball looks like.
Slater Kain: I'm pretty sure he's been in the OCW for a couple week's now.
Roach: I don't give a fuck! this titty twister slug can just lay down in the ring and let me put my foot on his chest as Scruff McDougall hits the mat 1 2 3. This is not even going to be considered a match for me, I'm probaly not going to count it on my record cause this guy is a nobody.
*Roach gets off the stationary bike and make his way to the treadmill. Roach gets on the treadmill as he starts with a slow walk.*
Roach: There's no one in this business who's going to stop me from what I want to do and what I'm going to do. Dean know's that I'm his gem in this business, so why isn't he giving me any competition. Mario Maurako was a tough battle and yah I lost that match,but I dummied TLS 2 times, Amber Ryan, Noah Mackenzie and Johnny Riot. Those too me are nobody's in my mind, I want the main eventers. "The Ripper" Danny B is just another soul that I'm going to burry 6 feet under the ground.
*Roach picks up speed on the treadmill and begins to run.*
Slater Kain: Roach! there's no one in the OCW that's better then you or as good as you are. That's why every match you have had has been dummy shows. You can't be blaming the boss man on giving you this match's with nobody's.
Roach: That is very true! but still there isn't anybody in this federation that has talent? No one has surprised me or even looked good to me. I guess I'm just that good, Danny boy can try to come in my ring and try to beat me, but that's not going to happen. I'm going to take my size 14 shoe and shove it right in his pretty boy face. After that I'll pick his punk ass off the ground where he will be rolling around crying in pain calling for his mommy, I'll lift him on my shoulders then toss him in the air and end his career with the D.O.A. McDougall will get the nod and pin him in the middle of the ring, after he will hold my arm up high in the air in glory as we walk around the piece of shit corpse laying in my ring.
*Roach hits a button on the treadmill as he picks up more speed and begins to run faster. Roach runs hard for a good two minutes before stopping and turning the machine off. Roach gets off the machine and walks over to Slater and takes a seat beside him. Roach can hardly breathe.*
Roach: Fuck that was a solid workout, that is more of a workout then I'm going to see on Monday. The Piper or The Sniper whatever his name is going to get his face stomped on at Massacre.
*Roach looks over at Slater.*
Roach: How about you get the fuck off your computer and we go out on the town. We get fucked up and try to pick up some sluts for us before we have to head out in the morning for our final 3 hour hike to Texas.
Slater Kain: I'm down with that! are we going to get me my tree shaker?
*Roach laughs.*
Roach: Haha! fucking right we are my friend, fucking right.
*Both men begin to laugh as the scene slowly fades to black.*
