Post by B.A. Styles on Sept 11, 2013 16:46:37 GMT -4
I lacked inspiration, motivation and time (because my college schedule is very awkward for the Overdrive DL. I hope this short RP is still a decent read.
“Tatsu Kobashi Okimoto…can’t say that I’ve heard of that guy before.”
Was spoken as the camera begins to record the scene in front of it. The location you ask? Some kind of aquarium as standing in front of one of the tanks, looking at one of the fishes inside, is one Robina Hood. The purple haired dynamo seems to have her attention fixated the fish that is looking back towards her. Unlike the majority of her other promos the nineteen year old is already wearing her red, military-styled, dress as the young Brit decided to continue speaking.
“Perhaps my opponent is just like this fish…no one has heard of him, nobody cares about him and he is more boring than drowning.”
While saying her final few words Robina turned herself towards the camera, revealing the semi-transparent front of the lower half of her dress to the recording device in the process. Even though she said those very words with comical intentions it didn’t stop them from sounding quite insulting in a rather nasty manner.
“But then again, aren’t the majority of Japanese people naturally boring? Skilled and dedicated, yes, but so dull that even the dullest of light bulbs would be brighter. Hell, a yawn almost escaped my lips when I just said your name Tatsu. So there is no way I’m going to waste my precious stage on a mediocre puppet like you…heck, after I’m done kicking your ass I’ll simply throw you in the bin instead of the puppet cabinet since, with all pure honesty, a newbie like you is so far beneath me that it isn’t even remotely funny. Which is pretty damn disappointing, considering that you’re suppose to have the blood of samurai coursing through your. Which reminds me…after I’m done beating the shit out of you, for the love of Zeus himself, please don’t commit hara-kiri since, while you are going to be nothing more than a massive disappointment, the last thing I’d be bothered to do is actually give a shit about you. Hell, I’ve literally ran out of shits to give ever since I was robbed of MY North American Championship.
Do you know how it fee-wait a second, how foolish of me, you’ve never once held a Championship have you Tatsu? So why should I expect any kind of sympathy from the likes of you. So instead I’m just going to vent all my rage upon you. Oh beware Tatsu, after what Chris Madison and those stupid French people did last week, I’ve got more rage to erupt upon you as tomorrow night you’ll become a black guy and I’ll become the Spartan king that kicks you down to your demise. Will I regret, or even feel sorry, about putting an end of your career before it could fully start? Nope, I care as little about you and your health, once I’m done with you, as I do about Greece’s financial issue.”
While speaking her words one of Robina’s hands slowly moved behind herself and came back round with a red rose in her grip. Where did she get this rose from? Only Miss Hood knows as, after mentioning Greece’s poor history with finances, the young Brit laughed in a rather confident way. It seems that her defeat to Chris Madison didn’t have an affect on the Englishwoman’s confidence as she haughtily puffed out her chest before continuing on with her promo.
“Heh, perhaps I might end up finding some use for you Okimoto since not only do I badly need a win at the moment but I really need to send a message to those skanks Amy and Shione. So maybe I’ll enter the ring, went my anger and you and become known as the girl who broke the Japanese twat before finally beating you as badly as the Persians beat the three hundred Spartans in that rather pointless battle on some weird mountain. Yes, the only things I know about Greece are from Three Hundred and the Disney variation of Hercules but there is nothing about Greece that is interesting Hell, me ripping you apart like a little Barbie doll is probably going to be the most interesting thing to ever happen to Greece since the Turks dominated them in that Greco-Turkey war after the first world war. Am I underestimating you mister Kyoto Dragon? Should I take this Skullcrushing Machine more seriously? Ha, as if…you’re a joke Tatsu. Your name is too long for me to mention anymore, you look like somebody who was born in the dark and it’s hilarious how your country can’t go five minutes without and earthquake, a tsunami threat or even a potential nuclear explosion.
What is that Tatsu? You’re upset about what I just said? Well what are you going to do about it? Bend me over and spank me? You wish, hell this match might as well be the action and only action you’re ever going to get with somebody of the opposite sex. So until tomorrow night, when I’ll obliterate you in front of thick-headed people of Athens, here is a piece of advice I have for you. Cry me a river, build a bridge and get over it since NOBODY will ever give a shit about you before and after I maim you faster than the lions mauled the Christians. You don’t like that fate Shogun of Showtime? I ain’t no Shaquille O'Neal so you can guaran-fucking-tee that I am going to properly hurt you out of rage instead of taking the mic of your small frame. Hell I’m possibly the second smallest person in APW while I am quicker, deadlier and a lot smarter than you will ever be. So what can you do to simply survive this fifteen minutes of fame that I’m blessing you with? The simple answer: you can’t do anything you stupid motherfucker. So feel free to bring you’re A-Game to Overdrive, tomorrow night, for I’ll take your beating and then turn the tables on you…so that you’re the one who realises that your livelihood is going to be extinct.”
Confidence never left the young woman as she spoke out her words. She however took a momentary break to sniff the rose yet this didn’t stop the young Brit from appearing and sounding overconfident in the manner she is treating this promo and her Japanese opponent. She however sounded quite threatening with her final sentence. The moment she finished her words an almost angelic smile appeared on the forest-dweller’s face as she decides to drop her rose. The moment the flower touched the floor a blinding light shot out towards the camera lens. The camera barely regained enough focus to notice that one Robina Hood is completely missing before fading out to black.
Was spoken as the camera begins to record the scene in front of it. The location you ask? Some kind of aquarium as standing in front of one of the tanks, looking at one of the fishes inside, is one Robina Hood. The purple haired dynamo seems to have her attention fixated the fish that is looking back towards her. Unlike the majority of her other promos the nineteen year old is already wearing her red, military-styled, dress as the young Brit decided to continue speaking.
“Perhaps my opponent is just like this fish…no one has heard of him, nobody cares about him and he is more boring than drowning.”
While saying her final few words Robina turned herself towards the camera, revealing the semi-transparent front of the lower half of her dress to the recording device in the process. Even though she said those very words with comical intentions it didn’t stop them from sounding quite insulting in a rather nasty manner.
“But then again, aren’t the majority of Japanese people naturally boring? Skilled and dedicated, yes, but so dull that even the dullest of light bulbs would be brighter. Hell, a yawn almost escaped my lips when I just said your name Tatsu. So there is no way I’m going to waste my precious stage on a mediocre puppet like you…heck, after I’m done kicking your ass I’ll simply throw you in the bin instead of the puppet cabinet since, with all pure honesty, a newbie like you is so far beneath me that it isn’t even remotely funny. Which is pretty damn disappointing, considering that you’re suppose to have the blood of samurai coursing through your. Which reminds me…after I’m done beating the shit out of you, for the love of Zeus himself, please don’t commit hara-kiri since, while you are going to be nothing more than a massive disappointment, the last thing I’d be bothered to do is actually give a shit about you. Hell, I’ve literally ran out of shits to give ever since I was robbed of MY North American Championship.
Do you know how it fee-wait a second, how foolish of me, you’ve never once held a Championship have you Tatsu? So why should I expect any kind of sympathy from the likes of you. So instead I’m just going to vent all my rage upon you. Oh beware Tatsu, after what Chris Madison and those stupid French people did last week, I’ve got more rage to erupt upon you as tomorrow night you’ll become a black guy and I’ll become the Spartan king that kicks you down to your demise. Will I regret, or even feel sorry, about putting an end of your career before it could fully start? Nope, I care as little about you and your health, once I’m done with you, as I do about Greece’s financial issue.”
While speaking her words one of Robina’s hands slowly moved behind herself and came back round with a red rose in her grip. Where did she get this rose from? Only Miss Hood knows as, after mentioning Greece’s poor history with finances, the young Brit laughed in a rather confident way. It seems that her defeat to Chris Madison didn’t have an affect on the Englishwoman’s confidence as she haughtily puffed out her chest before continuing on with her promo.
“Heh, perhaps I might end up finding some use for you Okimoto since not only do I badly need a win at the moment but I really need to send a message to those skanks Amy and Shione. So maybe I’ll enter the ring, went my anger and you and become known as the girl who broke the Japanese twat before finally beating you as badly as the Persians beat the three hundred Spartans in that rather pointless battle on some weird mountain. Yes, the only things I know about Greece are from Three Hundred and the Disney variation of Hercules but there is nothing about Greece that is interesting Hell, me ripping you apart like a little Barbie doll is probably going to be the most interesting thing to ever happen to Greece since the Turks dominated them in that Greco-Turkey war after the first world war. Am I underestimating you mister Kyoto Dragon? Should I take this Skullcrushing Machine more seriously? Ha, as if…you’re a joke Tatsu. Your name is too long for me to mention anymore, you look like somebody who was born in the dark and it’s hilarious how your country can’t go five minutes without and earthquake, a tsunami threat or even a potential nuclear explosion.
What is that Tatsu? You’re upset about what I just said? Well what are you going to do about it? Bend me over and spank me? You wish, hell this match might as well be the action and only action you’re ever going to get with somebody of the opposite sex. So until tomorrow night, when I’ll obliterate you in front of thick-headed people of Athens, here is a piece of advice I have for you. Cry me a river, build a bridge and get over it since NOBODY will ever give a shit about you before and after I maim you faster than the lions mauled the Christians. You don’t like that fate Shogun of Showtime? I ain’t no Shaquille O'Neal so you can guaran-fucking-tee that I am going to properly hurt you out of rage instead of taking the mic of your small frame. Hell I’m possibly the second smallest person in APW while I am quicker, deadlier and a lot smarter than you will ever be. So what can you do to simply survive this fifteen minutes of fame that I’m blessing you with? The simple answer: you can’t do anything you stupid motherfucker. So feel free to bring you’re A-Game to Overdrive, tomorrow night, for I’ll take your beating and then turn the tables on you…so that you’re the one who realises that your livelihood is going to be extinct.”
Confidence never left the young woman as she spoke out her words. She however took a momentary break to sniff the rose yet this didn’t stop the young Brit from appearing and sounding overconfident in the manner she is treating this promo and her Japanese opponent. She however sounded quite threatening with her final sentence. The moment she finished her words an almost angelic smile appeared on the forest-dweller’s face as she decides to drop her rose. The moment the flower touched the floor a blinding light shot out towards the camera lens. The camera barely regained enough focus to notice that one Robina Hood is completely missing before fading out to black.
