Post by B.A. Styles on May 21, 2012 15:48:00 GMT -4
Sorry for this short and crappy RP...I forgot about this until Fizzy reminded me an hour or so ago. I hope you enjoy it anyway.
“Meltdown!?! Motherfucking Meltdown!?! All because of a minor blip, are you fucking with me man!?!”
Does words were shouted out from inside some kind of office. Where is the building this office is inside? In Winnipeg, Manitoba, Canada. Who was in this office? None other than the Italian Canadian megastar called Alonso Famoso, in a formal looking suite and with equally formal looking tie. The tone of his voice, and the expression on the young man’s face, clearly exposes his frustration of this stupid demotion…the reason was ever so obvious, with Asylum not being on due to the Mayhem pay per view, that Alonso missed out by losing to one Johnny Sykes. After a couple of moments the Canadian attempted to speak calmly to the person calling him
“When is my match? What!?! Tonight!?! You got to be fucking kidding me! I don’t even know who the blue hell this ‘Kyle Goodburn’ is! Do you even know how far Richmond is from Winnipeg!?! I won’t have the time to even fucking eat something before wrestling the damn match! You know what? Fine…just get a cameraman in here…ASAP.”
With those words Famoso hung up and put the phone away. Moments later a cameraman almost fell into the room, with how quickly he seem to have sprinted to the office door, but that didn’t stop the man from getting into position. He readied the camera and instantly began to film the short male, has the megastar was still in his office seat by his desk.
“Hello there people of Action Packed Wrestling, Meltdown and Kyle Goodburn…I am the ‘Self-Made Billionaire’ Alonso Famoso and clearly I’m quite pissed off right now. Why is that? Because just five minutes ago I got informed that I will be competing against pitiful, worthless, unimpressive you…you’re just some rookie who thinks you’ll be the next big thing. But newsflash Kylie, you’re great debut shall only be remember has just being a simple sentence in the biography of my career. I hold no hatred towards you child but right now I utterly don’t give a shit about who the fuck you are kid. You could be the twenty-first century Chuck Norris for all I care, for the result will simply stay the damn same…with me kicking your ass. But here is a question for you kiddo, how long do you think you could last?”
He spoke out those words with little to no care for how anybody could possibly feel about any of them. After saying these words Alonso stood up and neatened his suite before walking over to a clock.
“In my debut I beat a jackass twice my size in less than ten seconds. What can you do in your debut Kylie? Lose to a midget? How embarrassing could that be? Not has embarrassing has the possibility of me kicking your ass in half a minute…but since, even when angered, I am a considerably nice guy I’ll give you your three minutes of fame. Don’t waste them Kyle Goodburn or else all you’ll ever be burning…will be the curtains you’ll forever jerk at the start of this goddamn wasteland called Meltdown...”
Even though he intended to sound venomous with these words but instead it sound considerably rushed. And, unlike his previous promos the Canadian sighed lightly.
“I'm sorry Kyle, APW...and the fans who love to boo me...for this cheap excuse of a promo is indeed shit and rushed but I need to leave in less than five minutes just to make it to the arena in time for the match. If we ever get a rematch I promise to give a better promo to watch Kylie...all I can say right now is this...I can beat you and I will beat you tonight. Haters Be Losers.”
After saying his last three words, a clearly disappointed Alonso Famoso exited his office. The cameraman was totally gobsmacked at how humble the Italian Canadian sounded but didn't waste an time in switching off the camera, finishing this possibly regrettable promo.
Does words were shouted out from inside some kind of office. Where is the building this office is inside? In Winnipeg, Manitoba, Canada. Who was in this office? None other than the Italian Canadian megastar called Alonso Famoso, in a formal looking suite and with equally formal looking tie. The tone of his voice, and the expression on the young man’s face, clearly exposes his frustration of this stupid demotion…the reason was ever so obvious, with Asylum not being on due to the Mayhem pay per view, that Alonso missed out by losing to one Johnny Sykes. After a couple of moments the Canadian attempted to speak calmly to the person calling him
“When is my match? What!?! Tonight!?! You got to be fucking kidding me! I don’t even know who the blue hell this ‘Kyle Goodburn’ is! Do you even know how far Richmond is from Winnipeg!?! I won’t have the time to even fucking eat something before wrestling the damn match! You know what? Fine…just get a cameraman in here…ASAP.”
With those words Famoso hung up and put the phone away. Moments later a cameraman almost fell into the room, with how quickly he seem to have sprinted to the office door, but that didn’t stop the man from getting into position. He readied the camera and instantly began to film the short male, has the megastar was still in his office seat by his desk.
“Hello there people of Action Packed Wrestling, Meltdown and Kyle Goodburn…I am the ‘Self-Made Billionaire’ Alonso Famoso and clearly I’m quite pissed off right now. Why is that? Because just five minutes ago I got informed that I will be competing against pitiful, worthless, unimpressive you…you’re just some rookie who thinks you’ll be the next big thing. But newsflash Kylie, you’re great debut shall only be remember has just being a simple sentence in the biography of my career. I hold no hatred towards you child but right now I utterly don’t give a shit about who the fuck you are kid. You could be the twenty-first century Chuck Norris for all I care, for the result will simply stay the damn same…with me kicking your ass. But here is a question for you kiddo, how long do you think you could last?”
He spoke out those words with little to no care for how anybody could possibly feel about any of them. After saying these words Alonso stood up and neatened his suite before walking over to a clock.
“In my debut I beat a jackass twice my size in less than ten seconds. What can you do in your debut Kylie? Lose to a midget? How embarrassing could that be? Not has embarrassing has the possibility of me kicking your ass in half a minute…but since, even when angered, I am a considerably nice guy I’ll give you your three minutes of fame. Don’t waste them Kyle Goodburn or else all you’ll ever be burning…will be the curtains you’ll forever jerk at the start of this goddamn wasteland called Meltdown...”
Even though he intended to sound venomous with these words but instead it sound considerably rushed. And, unlike his previous promos the Canadian sighed lightly.
“I'm sorry Kyle, APW...and the fans who love to boo me...for this cheap excuse of a promo is indeed shit and rushed but I need to leave in less than five minutes just to make it to the arena in time for the match. If we ever get a rematch I promise to give a better promo to watch Kylie...all I can say right now is this...I can beat you and I will beat you tonight. Haters Be Losers.”
After saying his last three words, a clearly disappointed Alonso Famoso exited his office. The cameraman was totally gobsmacked at how humble the Italian Canadian sounded but didn't waste an time in switching off the camera, finishing this possibly regrettable promo.
