Post by yarmouth1 on Apr 4, 2013 17:31:17 GMT -4
Yarmouth:Today I'm outside the Rafael de Aguiar Public Library in he center of Argentina and you may wonder why I'm standing outside this white building built in 1748 on the 14th April by a man called Rafael de Aguiar.
Well let me tell you the reason why I'm standing here, Robina Hood the women that takes from the rich and gives to the poor or is that Takes from the poor and gives to the rich who cares really cos I sure as hell don't.
Now last week you faced Amy Zing who was in her last match before been drafted to Overdrive and some how you beat her and you put her into a ambulance but that sure is not gonna happen to me sweat hart.
I am like nothing that you have faced before I am totally different, I take on all comers and never give up I never back down from a fight and if that's want you want the so be it a fight it shall be.
I have been away far too long to turn up and lose, Losing is just not an option and on the 8th April 2013 I shall be named the winner.
after what happened to my Father and then me been sent down do you really think that I am gonna be some sort of push over, Someone that is just gonna roll over and say here you go darling that's a win for you well if that what your thinking think again hunny.
I then walk inside to the library and head down to the fictional characters section I walk down the isle and pull out a huge book that is surprisingly in English I flick through the pages till I come to the section of Robin Hood.
Yarmouth: So this is who you based your wrestling character on is it then Robina?
I mean come on this fella is far better then you if he were alive today he would be seething at what you have done to him sure your a hot chick but hell it feels like your taking the piss out off the greatest robber in the history of England.
Your a women for starters and you took up lessons in archery babe archery went out in the stone age hunny if you want a weapon you should really go for a Magnum and I don't mean the ice cream lolly kind but then again I can see why you had Robin Hood as your character coming from Sherwood Forest the home of Robin Hood so I will give you that one Hunny.
I place the book back on the shelf and head outside and jump into my ford Escort and wind the window down as its a hot sunny day.
I put the car into first gear and set off down the road when I look in my rear view mirror and notice a brown car following me I put my indicator on and turn right and the brown car is following me I can't quite see what type of car it is but there's at least two individuals in the front of the car.
I go down a side street and pull up then get out of my car walk to the front and then sit down on the hood of my car waiting for the other car to turn the corner.
A few seconds go by then the brown car a Renault Megan turns the corner with the two men in the front then pulls up in front of me I wait for the two men to climb out of the car.
The driver is a tall man at least 6ft 4inch white men with a skin head hair cut rough and mean looking but dressed in an all black suite with white shirt and black tie wearing black sun glasses something you would see Will Smith wearing in Men in Black.
The passenger is a much smaller man I would say about 5ft 6inch wearing the same Black suite as the taller man they both head towards me and I stay sitting down on thew edge of my hood.
Yarmouth: Can I help you Gentlemen?
They both walk up to me about a foot away from I'm still sitting on the edge of my hood so not to show any fear and with my arms crossed waiting for the response of one of the men the taller man looks down at the smaller and nods to him.
Small man: Damn Yarmouth you are one hard man to track down.
The man speaks in an English ascent.
Yarmouth: Well you found me, What the hell you want?
Small man: Well first off I'm Mr Jones and I'm an associate of someone you know very well from your time in prison, Someone who well you rubbed up the wrong way.
I stand up from the Hood of my car and put my arms down by my side just in case this scene turns a little nasty.
Yarmouth: I rubbed a lot of men in that prison the wrong way so please do enlighten me on who this man is, Who has taken the trouble to pay you two morons the flight over and to hire a car to search for me.
The taller man snarls at me and the smaller man holds his arms out in front of him to hold him back.
MR Jones: Now now need for all this unpleasantness Yarmouth or I will have to set my man her MR Wilson onto to you and he don't care if your a wrestler or not he will eat you up inside and out.
I pretend to be concerned and step back from MR Wilson who just stares at me trying to intimidate me.
MR Jones: That's better good boy, Now down to what we are here for, While you were in prison you upset of man who was top dog in there until you turned up and spoilt everything his name was Dawson am sure you remember him Yarmouth.
I smile at the sound of Dawson's name.
Yarmouth: Yeah I remember him that scum bag tried to kick the living shit out of me when I wouldn't give up me seat when it was movie day, Am sorry but what the hell have you two got to do with Dawson.
MR Jones: Why we are here well because you injured his arm Yarmouth in the fight that ensued on that night he can not use it properly so now he is out of prison he can not work so he has sent us over here to give you three options.
Yarmouth: And what options will they be then?
MR Jones: The three options are as follows A: You throw your first match with Robina Hood on Meltdown so Dawson can bet against you and win a shit load of cash.
B: You pay him a shit load of cash.
C: MR Wilson here hurts your arm right now and you will never be able to wrestle again heck you wont even be able to hold a cup of your favourite tea again.
Those Yarmouth are your options and we need an answer right now.
I think for a minute rubbing my chin and look at MR Wilson who is eager to get his hands on me.
Before I answer MR Jones I grab the head of MR Wilson and slam his head on the car smashing his nose splitting it open and MR Wilson then falls to the ground knocked out cold.
MR Jones steps back and holds his arms up in self defense.
Yarmouth: You tell that son of a bitch Dawson that he can not tell me what to do in prison and he certainly can't tell me what to do in the real world .
May be he should have hired more men as you two guys are certainly not up to the job Tell him that if I even get a sniff of him with in 100 yards of me I will injure his other arm hell I might even rip his arm off now get the hell out of here and take this peace of shit with you.
MR Jones then drags MR Wilson to there car MR Wilson is now coming too a little and drags himself into the passenger seat and closes the door MR Jones gets in the drivers seat and they pull off and drive past Yarmouth and MR Jones shouts of the window.
MR Jones: You have not seen the last of us Yarmouth, I'm warning you.
Yarmouth: Just get the hell out of here.
MR Jones then drives of at speed down the road I watch them disappear into the distance I get back into my car and sit there for a moment.
Yarmouth: Man this is gonna turn ugly Dawson was the big man in the nick until that is I got in there and kicked the crap out of him for sitting in HIS chair.
There surly will be repercussions from this incident so I will have to be on my guard in and out of the arena they could show up anywhere.
I get in my car and put it into first gear and head of down the road I'm cruising down the freeway at a steady 60 mph get of the intersection and head for my Hotel.
I park the car in the parking lot and head for the bar its 6pm now and I'm dead thirsty and have got a lot of thinking to do, first of the match with Robina Hood and then the to scumbags who approached me outside the library.
I walk into the bar and sit down on a tall stool at the end of the bar a young women with long blond hair is standing there spots me and walks over to me.
Women: Hi, Am Candy your bar maid for this evening can I get you any think to drink?
Yarmouth: Yeah can you get me a whisky please and leave the bottle?
Candy: Sure I will be right back.
Candy walks off pours a shot of whisky and grabs a bottle of whisky from under the bar.
Candy: There you go sir.
I smile and nod at her thankfully.
Candy places the shot in front of me and leaves the bottle next to the glass she stands looking at me for a few seconds then approaches me again.
Candy: You look like a man in trouble is there anything you would like to talk about?
I drink the shot of whisky in one mouthful and then fill the glass up once more and smile at Candy.
Yarmouth: Listen I don't mean to be rude but I would rather be on my own right now.
Candy smiles at me and flicks her long blond hair.
Candy: sometimes it does help to talk about your problems just try it and if it doesn't help then I wont bother you again all night.
Yarmouth: All right here goes, a while back my father got murdered in a fight I found the man that did it a nearly killed that son of a bitch, Then I got sent down for GBH and in that prison I kicked the crap out of the top guy in there making me the top guy while I was in there.
I pause and down the second shot of whisky filling my glass up again after that while Candy looks on wondering whats coming next.
Yarmouth: And now that am out of prison the guy I kicked the shit out off sent two of his heavies round to follow me I broke one of the two men's nose and now its only gonna get worse.
I drink the second glass of whisky again filling back to the top.
Yarmouth: And of top of all that I have my first match on Meltdown against Robina Hood so I'm under a little bit of stress at the moment as you can well imagine.
Candy: My you have been a bad boy haven't you?
I nod at Candy taking a sip of the whisky but not drinking it down in one.
Candy: I thought I recognized when you walked through the door but I didn't wont to say anything unless I was wrong Your Yarmouth aren't you?
Again I nod at Candy.
Candy: Well let me give you a bit advice, Don't let the out side world interfere in your wrestling career or its gonna over take you and get hold of you.
You have a match with Robina Hood my advice to you is beat the living crap out of that bitch take all your frustrations out of her let it all out and let people in the back know that your back for good.
This time I drink down my whisky all in one go pouring another glass full.
Yarmouth: Your right Candy, I can't let this get a hold of me, I can't get distracted or that will be the end of me Robina Hood you may have put Amy zing in hospital last week but this week I will be putting you in hospital.
Your 5ft 6 inch and no match for me the bad ass boom a 6ft 9, 245lbs ass kicking machine if you the Robina Hood of Nottingham then I am the sheriff of Nottingham and I will put you to the sword to you bow and arrow and shove them right up your ass side ways.
This is my time to shine Robina you had yours last week with Amy Zing its my time to be in the spot light and I will beat you and I will win this our very first encounter, Remember fella is Meltdown and Meltdown is and always will be fella.
Candy then smiles at me and walks over to the other side of the bar as I pick up my glass of whisky and down it in one as the scene then fades to black.
Well let me tell you the reason why I'm standing here, Robina Hood the women that takes from the rich and gives to the poor or is that Takes from the poor and gives to the rich who cares really cos I sure as hell don't.
Now last week you faced Amy Zing who was in her last match before been drafted to Overdrive and some how you beat her and you put her into a ambulance but that sure is not gonna happen to me sweat hart.
I am like nothing that you have faced before I am totally different, I take on all comers and never give up I never back down from a fight and if that's want you want the so be it a fight it shall be.
I have been away far too long to turn up and lose, Losing is just not an option and on the 8th April 2013 I shall be named the winner.
after what happened to my Father and then me been sent down do you really think that I am gonna be some sort of push over, Someone that is just gonna roll over and say here you go darling that's a win for you well if that what your thinking think again hunny.
I then walk inside to the library and head down to the fictional characters section I walk down the isle and pull out a huge book that is surprisingly in English I flick through the pages till I come to the section of Robin Hood.
Yarmouth: So this is who you based your wrestling character on is it then Robina?
I mean come on this fella is far better then you if he were alive today he would be seething at what you have done to him sure your a hot chick but hell it feels like your taking the piss out off the greatest robber in the history of England.
Your a women for starters and you took up lessons in archery babe archery went out in the stone age hunny if you want a weapon you should really go for a Magnum and I don't mean the ice cream lolly kind but then again I can see why you had Robin Hood as your character coming from Sherwood Forest the home of Robin Hood so I will give you that one Hunny.
I place the book back on the shelf and head outside and jump into my ford Escort and wind the window down as its a hot sunny day.
I put the car into first gear and set off down the road when I look in my rear view mirror and notice a brown car following me I put my indicator on and turn right and the brown car is following me I can't quite see what type of car it is but there's at least two individuals in the front of the car.
I go down a side street and pull up then get out of my car walk to the front and then sit down on the hood of my car waiting for the other car to turn the corner.
A few seconds go by then the brown car a Renault Megan turns the corner with the two men in the front then pulls up in front of me I wait for the two men to climb out of the car.
The driver is a tall man at least 6ft 4inch white men with a skin head hair cut rough and mean looking but dressed in an all black suite with white shirt and black tie wearing black sun glasses something you would see Will Smith wearing in Men in Black.
The passenger is a much smaller man I would say about 5ft 6inch wearing the same Black suite as the taller man they both head towards me and I stay sitting down on thew edge of my hood.
Yarmouth: Can I help you Gentlemen?
They both walk up to me about a foot away from I'm still sitting on the edge of my hood so not to show any fear and with my arms crossed waiting for the response of one of the men the taller man looks down at the smaller and nods to him.
Small man: Damn Yarmouth you are one hard man to track down.
The man speaks in an English ascent.
Yarmouth: Well you found me, What the hell you want?
Small man: Well first off I'm Mr Jones and I'm an associate of someone you know very well from your time in prison, Someone who well you rubbed up the wrong way.
I stand up from the Hood of my car and put my arms down by my side just in case this scene turns a little nasty.
Yarmouth: I rubbed a lot of men in that prison the wrong way so please do enlighten me on who this man is, Who has taken the trouble to pay you two morons the flight over and to hire a car to search for me.
The taller man snarls at me and the smaller man holds his arms out in front of him to hold him back.
MR Jones: Now now need for all this unpleasantness Yarmouth or I will have to set my man her MR Wilson onto to you and he don't care if your a wrestler or not he will eat you up inside and out.
I pretend to be concerned and step back from MR Wilson who just stares at me trying to intimidate me.
MR Jones: That's better good boy, Now down to what we are here for, While you were in prison you upset of man who was top dog in there until you turned up and spoilt everything his name was Dawson am sure you remember him Yarmouth.
I smile at the sound of Dawson's name.
Yarmouth: Yeah I remember him that scum bag tried to kick the living shit out of me when I wouldn't give up me seat when it was movie day, Am sorry but what the hell have you two got to do with Dawson.
MR Jones: Why we are here well because you injured his arm Yarmouth in the fight that ensued on that night he can not use it properly so now he is out of prison he can not work so he has sent us over here to give you three options.
Yarmouth: And what options will they be then?
MR Jones: The three options are as follows A: You throw your first match with Robina Hood on Meltdown so Dawson can bet against you and win a shit load of cash.
B: You pay him a shit load of cash.
C: MR Wilson here hurts your arm right now and you will never be able to wrestle again heck you wont even be able to hold a cup of your favourite tea again.
Those Yarmouth are your options and we need an answer right now.
I think for a minute rubbing my chin and look at MR Wilson who is eager to get his hands on me.
Before I answer MR Jones I grab the head of MR Wilson and slam his head on the car smashing his nose splitting it open and MR Wilson then falls to the ground knocked out cold.
MR Jones steps back and holds his arms up in self defense.
Yarmouth: You tell that son of a bitch Dawson that he can not tell me what to do in prison and he certainly can't tell me what to do in the real world .
May be he should have hired more men as you two guys are certainly not up to the job Tell him that if I even get a sniff of him with in 100 yards of me I will injure his other arm hell I might even rip his arm off now get the hell out of here and take this peace of shit with you.
MR Jones then drags MR Wilson to there car MR Wilson is now coming too a little and drags himself into the passenger seat and closes the door MR Jones gets in the drivers seat and they pull off and drive past Yarmouth and MR Jones shouts of the window.
MR Jones: You have not seen the last of us Yarmouth, I'm warning you.
Yarmouth: Just get the hell out of here.
MR Jones then drives of at speed down the road I watch them disappear into the distance I get back into my car and sit there for a moment.
Yarmouth: Man this is gonna turn ugly Dawson was the big man in the nick until that is I got in there and kicked the crap out of him for sitting in HIS chair.
There surly will be repercussions from this incident so I will have to be on my guard in and out of the arena they could show up anywhere.
I get in my car and put it into first gear and head of down the road I'm cruising down the freeway at a steady 60 mph get of the intersection and head for my Hotel.
I park the car in the parking lot and head for the bar its 6pm now and I'm dead thirsty and have got a lot of thinking to do, first of the match with Robina Hood and then the to scumbags who approached me outside the library.
I walk into the bar and sit down on a tall stool at the end of the bar a young women with long blond hair is standing there spots me and walks over to me.
Women: Hi, Am Candy your bar maid for this evening can I get you any think to drink?
Yarmouth: Yeah can you get me a whisky please and leave the bottle?
Candy: Sure I will be right back.
Candy walks off pours a shot of whisky and grabs a bottle of whisky from under the bar.
Candy: There you go sir.
I smile and nod at her thankfully.
Candy places the shot in front of me and leaves the bottle next to the glass she stands looking at me for a few seconds then approaches me again.
Candy: You look like a man in trouble is there anything you would like to talk about?
I drink the shot of whisky in one mouthful and then fill the glass up once more and smile at Candy.
Yarmouth: Listen I don't mean to be rude but I would rather be on my own right now.
Candy smiles at me and flicks her long blond hair.
Candy: sometimes it does help to talk about your problems just try it and if it doesn't help then I wont bother you again all night.
Yarmouth: All right here goes, a while back my father got murdered in a fight I found the man that did it a nearly killed that son of a bitch, Then I got sent down for GBH and in that prison I kicked the crap out of the top guy in there making me the top guy while I was in there.
I pause and down the second shot of whisky filling my glass up again after that while Candy looks on wondering whats coming next.
Yarmouth: And now that am out of prison the guy I kicked the shit out off sent two of his heavies round to follow me I broke one of the two men's nose and now its only gonna get worse.
I drink the second glass of whisky again filling back to the top.
Yarmouth: And of top of all that I have my first match on Meltdown against Robina Hood so I'm under a little bit of stress at the moment as you can well imagine.
Candy: My you have been a bad boy haven't you?
I nod at Candy taking a sip of the whisky but not drinking it down in one.
Candy: I thought I recognized when you walked through the door but I didn't wont to say anything unless I was wrong Your Yarmouth aren't you?
Again I nod at Candy.
Candy: Well let me give you a bit advice, Don't let the out side world interfere in your wrestling career or its gonna over take you and get hold of you.
You have a match with Robina Hood my advice to you is beat the living crap out of that bitch take all your frustrations out of her let it all out and let people in the back know that your back for good.
This time I drink down my whisky all in one go pouring another glass full.
Yarmouth: Your right Candy, I can't let this get a hold of me, I can't get distracted or that will be the end of me Robina Hood you may have put Amy zing in hospital last week but this week I will be putting you in hospital.
Your 5ft 6 inch and no match for me the bad ass boom a 6ft 9, 245lbs ass kicking machine if you the Robina Hood of Nottingham then I am the sheriff of Nottingham and I will put you to the sword to you bow and arrow and shove them right up your ass side ways.
This is my time to shine Robina you had yours last week with Amy Zing its my time to be in the spot light and I will beat you and I will win this our very first encounter, Remember fella is Meltdown and Meltdown is and always will be fella.
Candy then smiles at me and walks over to the other side of the bar as I pick up my glass of whisky and down it in one as the scene then fades to black.
