Post by Rappier on Apr 30, 2008 8:18:01 GMT -5
(OOC: this promo is a sequel to the PPV promo Tests of Manhood)
Get out of the way... you have no permission to be here.
A doctor tries to enter the infirmary, but the CRF staff crew are blocking the entrance. The camera man, who, like the reporter, was a somewhat fat man, starts filming the doctor. The reporter points towards Rappier as he speaks.
We just wanted to ask some questions to the wrestler on that bed, Rappier.
The doctor nods in approval, in spite of his angry look.
Damn... These guys love to disturb my work!
The doctor proceeds through the room, avoiding some nurses who are running from one place to another, trying to help some seriously injured wrestlers. He finally approaches the superstar and they start talking calmly. After a minute, Rappier, who was sitting on the bed the entire chat, gets up and shakes the doctor's hand. He looks towards the door where the staff members are filming, and heads that way.
So... you wanted to ask some questions... is that right?
The reporter replies affirmatively, and says:
Would you please come with us? We were told to leave.
Damn right you were! You people think you can do everything around here. You're getting on my nerves you know? If I... somehow... lose my temper, I know exactly where to turn to. Understood? Now, cut that part where I'm screaming in pain.
But we didn't see it... and this is a live broadcast.
Live? (Rappier looks stupidly at the camera
and then back to the reporter) Oh $#!%... did I say screaming in pain? I meant screaming in vain! Because... ehm... I wanted some coffee... yes, coffee and... hum... no one brought me. Yes, that's right... Now, let's leave this place. I don't belong here near the beaten.
The three men go through a corridor and stop at a suitable place. The interview is ready to begin.
First, we wanted to know your opinion about your match against your brother at Mayhem. It was a heavy loss. Not many people were expecting such an outcome. What do you have to say?
Hey! Heavy loss? Listen here fatty, if I want your opinion, I'll ask for it. Meanwhile, keep it inside your big mouth or I'll turn your glasses into contact lens with my own fists.
About the match, no, it wasn't a heavy loss. I dominated. The truth is that I let my brother win in the end. I thought it'd be good for him to get some fame over here. So I gave a hell of a show, hit my spear, and the I let him win easily. If I wanted, he'd be knocked out cold on the mat in 3 seconds. Is there anything more you sebaceous cysts want to know?
Yes... about Eric Omega. He's known as one of the toughest superstars on the current CRF roster. And he's now the greatest threat to your title, which you have never defended in the ring. Do you feel confident to the Pay Per View match against him?
Why shouldn't I be? Man... you guys... Listen, I have the top CRF spot. I am the best guy stepping foot in the ring. Ok? I don't have a single reason to feel intimidated by a man who, to win, needs to play dirty.
That's another issue we'd like to discuss. Omega claims that you have lost the test of strength. It was indeed quite a fight, but he managed to hit you harder and you remained lying down on the ring. What are your thoughts on this?
Omega only managed to beat me with a low blow! You saw that! I was winning easily. That wasn't a test of strength. It was a test of "come on, I want to hit your left tomato"! He got very low. Lower than Matt Adams, Gary Howe, and the X-Factor, all combined. He screwed me, and he'll pay for it soon enough.
He said there was going to be another test. A test of adversity. Can you give us more detail on that?
It's very simple. I'll use short words so your pea sized brains won't explode. Next Judgement, he gets to choose a mysterious opponent for me to face. And I'll get to choose his. This will be good for us to know more about each other's weak spots. I have been thinking about this, and I have already decided who he's going to face.
Can you tell us who it will be?
YOU FREAKING IDIOTS! If it's mysterious, then only one person will know about it besides me and the guy I choose. That man is our President, Fighter-X. Nobody else will know about it before the match. Mysterious means that it's a secret. Do I need to draw a picture for you to comprehend? How can I get a decent interview with crap like you?
The reporter seems rather embarrassed, but continues.
We know that you recently signed in to be on the Battle Royal for the Judgement World Championship. Since you already have a Championship, in case you win, you will earn a rematch stipulation against whoever defeats you for your title. Are you planning on using it against Omega?
No... I don't.
No? Can you tell us why?
Because... I won't be defeated! That's why!
But is it just me or did you assume that I was going to lose against him? What did I warn you about in the beginning of the interview? One more and I'll get my hands on you two.
I'm sorry. Do you have a final word for the fans?
Yes... I want them all to see what will happen at Judgement, against my opponent. That will be just a small thing compared to what will happen at the Pay Per View. Omega will be punished for what he did.
But for now, I'm focused on the next match. I don't know what he's planning, but I guarantee you that his opponent will be tough. He's one of the toughest guys I've seen. That's all I can say to you. As for my opponent, he'll suffer a lot, that I can also guarantee.
What makes you so sure about it? What if he's much stronger than you?
That's it! I won't tolerate this any longer! You really do have some courage to say that in front of me. But I won't take this any more!
The staff members panic and start running away. Rappier goes after them through the corridor, trying to grab them. They pass again through the infirmary's entrance, where the same doctor was standing.
What the f...
Rappier is still chasing them as they go on to the exit. Suddenly, Rappier stops and looks up at a TV.
Ooooh! Teletubbies are on!
(OOC: end RP. I know... I was probably drunk when I wrote the end)
Get out of the way... you have no permission to be here.
A doctor tries to enter the infirmary, but the CRF staff crew are blocking the entrance. The camera man, who, like the reporter, was a somewhat fat man, starts filming the doctor. The reporter points towards Rappier as he speaks.
We just wanted to ask some questions to the wrestler on that bed, Rappier.
The doctor nods in approval, in spite of his angry look.
Damn... These guys love to disturb my work!
The doctor proceeds through the room, avoiding some nurses who are running from one place to another, trying to help some seriously injured wrestlers. He finally approaches the superstar and they start talking calmly. After a minute, Rappier, who was sitting on the bed the entire chat, gets up and shakes the doctor's hand. He looks towards the door where the staff members are filming, and heads that way.
So... you wanted to ask some questions... is that right?
The reporter replies affirmatively, and says:
Would you please come with us? We were told to leave.
Damn right you were! You people think you can do everything around here. You're getting on my nerves you know? If I... somehow... lose my temper, I know exactly where to turn to. Understood? Now, cut that part where I'm screaming in pain.
But we didn't see it... and this is a live broadcast.
Live? (Rappier looks stupidly at the camera
and then back to the reporter) Oh $#!%... did I say screaming in pain? I meant screaming in vain! Because... ehm... I wanted some coffee... yes, coffee and... hum... no one brought me. Yes, that's right... Now, let's leave this place. I don't belong here near the beaten.The three men go through a corridor and stop at a suitable place. The interview is ready to begin.
First, we wanted to know your opinion about your match against your brother at Mayhem. It was a heavy loss. Not many people were expecting such an outcome. What do you have to say?
Hey! Heavy loss? Listen here fatty, if I want your opinion, I'll ask for it. Meanwhile, keep it inside your big mouth or I'll turn your glasses into contact lens with my own fists.
About the match, no, it wasn't a heavy loss. I dominated. The truth is that I let my brother win in the end. I thought it'd be good for him to get some fame over here. So I gave a hell of a show, hit my spear, and the I let him win easily. If I wanted, he'd be knocked out cold on the mat in 3 seconds. Is there anything more you sebaceous cysts want to know?
Yes... about Eric Omega. He's known as one of the toughest superstars on the current CRF roster. And he's now the greatest threat to your title, which you have never defended in the ring. Do you feel confident to the Pay Per View match against him?
Why shouldn't I be? Man... you guys... Listen, I have the top CRF spot. I am the best guy stepping foot in the ring. Ok? I don't have a single reason to feel intimidated by a man who, to win, needs to play dirty.
That's another issue we'd like to discuss. Omega claims that you have lost the test of strength. It was indeed quite a fight, but he managed to hit you harder and you remained lying down on the ring. What are your thoughts on this?
Omega only managed to beat me with a low blow! You saw that! I was winning easily. That wasn't a test of strength. It was a test of "come on, I want to hit your left tomato"! He got very low. Lower than Matt Adams, Gary Howe, and the X-Factor, all combined. He screwed me, and he'll pay for it soon enough.
He said there was going to be another test. A test of adversity. Can you give us more detail on that?
It's very simple. I'll use short words so your pea sized brains won't explode. Next Judgement, he gets to choose a mysterious opponent for me to face. And I'll get to choose his. This will be good for us to know more about each other's weak spots. I have been thinking about this, and I have already decided who he's going to face.
Can you tell us who it will be?
YOU FREAKING IDIOTS! If it's mysterious, then only one person will know about it besides me and the guy I choose. That man is our President, Fighter-X. Nobody else will know about it before the match. Mysterious means that it's a secret. Do I need to draw a picture for you to comprehend? How can I get a decent interview with crap like you?
The reporter seems rather embarrassed, but continues.
We know that you recently signed in to be on the Battle Royal for the Judgement World Championship. Since you already have a Championship, in case you win, you will earn a rematch stipulation against whoever defeats you for your title. Are you planning on using it against Omega?
No... I don't.
No? Can you tell us why?
Because... I won't be defeated! That's why!
But is it just me or did you assume that I was going to lose against him? What did I warn you about in the beginning of the interview? One more and I'll get my hands on you two.
I'm sorry. Do you have a final word for the fans?
Yes... I want them all to see what will happen at Judgement, against my opponent. That will be just a small thing compared to what will happen at the Pay Per View. Omega will be punished for what he did.
But for now, I'm focused on the next match. I don't know what he's planning, but I guarantee you that his opponent will be tough. He's one of the toughest guys I've seen. That's all I can say to you. As for my opponent, he'll suffer a lot, that I can also guarantee.
What makes you so sure about it? What if he's much stronger than you?
That's it! I won't tolerate this any longer! You really do have some courage to say that in front of me. But I won't take this any more!
The staff members panic and start running away. Rappier goes after them through the corridor, trying to grab them. They pass again through the infirmary's entrance, where the same doctor was standing.
What the f...
Rappier is still chasing them as they go on to the exit. Suddenly, Rappier stops and looks up at a TV.
Ooooh! Teletubbies are on!
(OOC: end RP. I know... I was probably drunk when I wrote the end)