Number of posts : 37 Location : The Deep South Registration date : 2009-05-21
Subject: The Outlaw's Debut. Wed 27 May 2009, 5:16 pm
The loud thud of a hammer knocking can be heard echoing throughout a large field as Bobby Rose swings a bulky sledgehammer high into the sky and slams it back down onto the top of a wooden post nailing it into the soil below. The camera pans to the left revealing a lengthy strip of posts which have been positioned in a straight line stretching almost a mile. The number of posts which can be seen proves to us that Bobby has been working since the morning hours. He is dressed in ripped jeans and a half buttoned up shirt with the sleeves torn off. Bobby is covered in soot and as he finishes driving in the post he sets the hammer down and wipes the sweat from his forehead. He looks into the camera and smiles.
Bobby Rose: I have been workin’ my ass off all day long and I think that I have accomplished something pretty damn grand. I work hard each and every day so when hard work pays off I sure am happy. You see… with the number of horses my family owns we needed to stretch out our field by a few acres and build a new barn… that’s what I’m currently in the middle of doing. Now I don’t always work alone, just like any great southern family I have a lot of siblings to help lighten the work load… BUT I of course being the oldest one that still lives around home usually ends up doing the most work. I’m used to it though… whether it be in my everyday life, my job, racing cars, playing football or wrestling I’m always going to give it ten times more than the next guy and I must applaud myself on being the hardest working man in America.
Rose grins as he pats himself on the back.
Bobby Rose: Now personally I don’t believe that any place on the world has harder workers that in the south, some places don’t have any hard workers at all. Yankees are bad enough but people from other countries are so lazy it makes me wanna puke. In fact, this week in my debut match for Honor Underground I’ll be facing one of those worthless punks. The kid I’ll be facing this week is nothing more than a spoiled little punk who was lucky enough to be handed some wins over a few guys who shouldn’t even have had the opportunity to step inside the ring. This little tea and crumpet will actually surprise me if he even shows up let alone puts up any kind of offence. I’m expected to walk down to that ring and shake his hand, wrestle him with honor… and win or lose shake his hand again. Well that delinquent does not deserve that. If he does show up, I’ll skip the hand shake and head straight into an ass whipping that he will never forget.
Rose takes off his baseball cap and he itches his head before continuing.
Bobby Rose: I plan on smackin’ the spit outta his mouth and knockin’ those yellow British teeth down his throat. I don’t need to be fancy, I don’t need to strut around, I don’t need a fancy haircut, I don’t need pretty little pink and gold tights, I don’t need a million dollar steroid filled physique and I sure as hell don’t need to jump around the ring like a retard. I punch people in the mouth, kick then in the jaw, scoop their eyes out with my finger then drop them on their head. That’s all you need to finish ANY man and I’ll prove that to all the gambling addicted cronies that you call wrestling fans this week in Las Vegas.
Rose spits onto the dirt.
Bobby Rose: You see Kid, you are worth nothing more than that spit on the ground. You are every other British piece of crap that decides to come into MY country and decides that he should be the top dog in a place where a freedom loving southern born American should be. You are nothing more than a little puppy in this game son, and I’m the big hungry Rottweiler just waiting to devour you. Come Redemption I’m going to overwhelm you boy, I’m going to come at you at all angles and I’m going to not only ensure my victory but I’m going to send you packed in a box, stamped and sealed and delivered straight back to England. Make sure to send the Queen my highest regards.
Rose puts his hand in his pocket and pulls out a cigarette package, he then takes out a single cigarette and he places it in his mouth and lights it. He inhales and exhales the sweet smoke before speaking again.
Bobby Rose: The United States gained its independence a very long time ago Kid. On that day we sent the British running and I know myself and many other Americans wished that they would never have to see a red coat ever again but you ever so gallantly decided that YOU were special and that YOU had the right to invade my land and take away an opportunity or at least TRY to take away an opportunity of me making a memorable impact. Well let me tell ya something bud. That ain’t gonna happen. I’m going to make an example out of you, I’m going to beat you so BAD that each and every match I have after yours will be easy, because after my opponents in the future see what I do to you or what I’ve done to you they will hightail it just like your ancestors did. They might as well seal up that World Title and mail it to me right now because in just a matter of time I’ll be Champion by mere forfeit. Now I can’t say that will be my happiest day, my happiest day is when they get some real talent in here, some REAL MEN, some real fighters, some REAL tough guys. So maybe, just maybe… Bobby Rose will have a slight challenge. But until that day I’m going to walk over each and every man I face until I’m at the top. Kid, you’re unfortunately the most important step… step ONE. The skeptics don’t doubt it, the owners of this federation don’t doubt it and I wouldn’t doubt it if you haven’t already come to terms with it. At Revolution I WILL WIN and it will make an impact and I’ll prove that I can beat ANYONE in this piss pot at ANY TIME under ANY stipulation. Come Thursdays Kid X, you’re gonna be X’ed OUT.
With that said Bobby winks at the camera and tips his hat as we fade to black.
"A nation which does not remember what it was yesterday does not know where it is today." -Robert E. Lee