I'm looking out for your best interests bro!
Jul 27, 2019 15:49:31 GMT -5
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Post by Allen Anderson on Jul 27, 2019 15:49:31 GMT -5
OOC: Takes place Saturday at 5 in the morning.
(Allen was in his Hotel room staring at the ceiling fan spinning rapidly, it was almost a week and he still can't get over his loss. There were bags under Allen's eyes indicating that he is sleep deprived for a couple of days and counting. Allen spent most of the week tossing and turning in his bed plagued by the Smith Jones rolling him up and eliminating him from the Alpha Showdown match. Allen was left with no title shot and a loss on his debut. That is bad news to the Allen and he avoided his phone for most of yesterday after seeing himself on the newest edition of Botchamania. Allen tried to close his eyes and sleep. It would be a week before Monday Night Metal and he needed to get some rest otherwise he will be worse once he wrestles again on Metal. He closes his eyes and fell asleep...... for a good 12 seconds before his Phone started ringing.)
Allen (nearly jumping out of his bed): What the fuck?!
(Angrily, Allen turned on his phone and placed on his ear.)
Allen (tired): Hello?
Friend: Hey bro! How's your weekend going bro?!
Allen (groaning): Go away Vince Russo.....
Friend: Bro! For the last time bro I'm not the greatest WCW champion of all time Vince Russo bro. I'm your friend bro! Your manager bro from New York just like you bro! And I've been hard at work promoting you ever since our conversation on Monday night bro!
Allen: I don't need your help.....
Friend: Of course you do bro! I bet my three kids that you are in bed struggling to sleep because that BULLSHIT roll up pin still haunts your dreams bro!
(Allen instantly gets up and starts frantically looking for any possible cameras in his hotel room.)
Friend: Bro I've read the dirt sheets bro! Because that's what all wrestling marks do bro! They check the dirt sheets bro! And can I be honest witchu for a second...?
Allen: Oh shit, you didn't say bro Russo. Bravo.
Friend: The fact of the matter bro! (Allen sighs heavily as soon as he said that.) is that a 4 time All American is being disrespected by these fat sons of bitches who never had pussy in their lives unlike the great Vince Russo is signalling you out bro as being a joke wrestler bro. I mean bro! Who was eliminated before you bro! Don't tell me bro stiffs like Jaice Wilds and Sandy Coconutz bro! They were eliminated in more of an embarrassing fashion you bro but they turn on you! It pisses me off!
(Allen nods in agreement but continues to listen.)
Friend: I'm talking to the head booker bro! Irina Ivanova bro! I'm trying to get you in contention for the Junior Heavyweight Championship bro!
Allen: Tsukiko is the number one contender for that title, I'm not sure it's possible for me to contend.
Friend: Of course it is bro! Those bimbos are no where near your level bro! Who's a better person for the belt bro? Allen Anderson a 4 time All American or Lucy Sixx some gahbage cunt bro?
Allen: You do realize I wrestled in Japan.
(The Friend becomes angry.)
Friend: THAT DONT COUNT BRO! WHEN PEOPLE IN AMERICA WANT TO SEE WRESTLING BRO! THEY COME FOR AMERICANS BRO! NOT JAPANESE BRO! AS FAR AS I CONCERNED BRO! JAPAN DON'T EXIST IN AMERICAN WRESTLING BRO!
(Allen was taken aback by the Friend's yelling obviously annoyed with him.)
Allen: Alright chill Russo, you don't need to get a heart attack yelling at me.
Friend: I'm making great progress on that title shot bro! In the meantime you gotta get wins bro! Gotta make yourself credible bro!
Allen: Kinda hard to do so when you're being bullshitted out of a win by these blind ass referees.
Friend: That's what I'm talking to APW management about bro! If need be bro, I'll fight to get you a special referee bro! I'm looking out for your best interests bro! I want you to fufill your potential bro!
(Allen leaned against the wall dropping while still holding his Iphone close to his ear. He hasn't been the same since his loss, all Allen wanted to do right now was to sleep all day trying to forget about it. The reality was, that he can't his pride was blown to pieces, his ego bruised. Allen would enter the next PPV without competing for a title and that hurt him. The only person who's talking sense right now was Vince Russo.)
Allen: Yeah whatever, do what you need to do. I'm going to sleep.
Friend (Execitedly): All right bro! What is it that you kids say these days bro It's going to be lit bro! I'll talk to you later!
(Allen hung up and collapsed in bed though 6 seconds later, the phone rang again. Allen cursed before picking up the phone.)
Allen: The fuck do you want?
Friend: Sorry to disturb you but for a future match bro, do you want to get booked to a pole match bro?
(Allen shuts off his Iphone tosses it across the room and lies in bed, drifting off to a deep sleep.)
(Allen was in his Hotel room staring at the ceiling fan spinning rapidly, it was almost a week and he still can't get over his loss. There were bags under Allen's eyes indicating that he is sleep deprived for a couple of days and counting. Allen spent most of the week tossing and turning in his bed plagued by the Smith Jones rolling him up and eliminating him from the Alpha Showdown match. Allen was left with no title shot and a loss on his debut. That is bad news to the Allen and he avoided his phone for most of yesterday after seeing himself on the newest edition of Botchamania. Allen tried to close his eyes and sleep. It would be a week before Monday Night Metal and he needed to get some rest otherwise he will be worse once he wrestles again on Metal. He closes his eyes and fell asleep...... for a good 12 seconds before his Phone started ringing.)
Allen (nearly jumping out of his bed): What the fuck?!
(Angrily, Allen turned on his phone and placed on his ear.)
Allen (tired): Hello?
Friend: Hey bro! How's your weekend going bro?!
Allen (groaning): Go away Vince Russo.....
Friend: Bro! For the last time bro I'm not the greatest WCW champion of all time Vince Russo bro. I'm your friend bro! Your manager bro from New York just like you bro! And I've been hard at work promoting you ever since our conversation on Monday night bro!
Allen: I don't need your help.....
Friend: Of course you do bro! I bet my three kids that you are in bed struggling to sleep because that BULLSHIT roll up pin still haunts your dreams bro!
(Allen instantly gets up and starts frantically looking for any possible cameras in his hotel room.)
Friend: Bro I've read the dirt sheets bro! Because that's what all wrestling marks do bro! They check the dirt sheets bro! And can I be honest witchu for a second...?
Allen: Oh shit, you didn't say bro Russo. Bravo.
Friend: The fact of the matter bro! (Allen sighs heavily as soon as he said that.) is that a 4 time All American is being disrespected by these fat sons of bitches who never had pussy in their lives unlike the great Vince Russo is signalling you out bro as being a joke wrestler bro. I mean bro! Who was eliminated before you bro! Don't tell me bro stiffs like Jaice Wilds and Sandy Coconutz bro! They were eliminated in more of an embarrassing fashion you bro but they turn on you! It pisses me off!
(Allen nods in agreement but continues to listen.)
Friend: I'm talking to the head booker bro! Irina Ivanova bro! I'm trying to get you in contention for the Junior Heavyweight Championship bro!
Allen: Tsukiko is the number one contender for that title, I'm not sure it's possible for me to contend.
Friend: Of course it is bro! Those bimbos are no where near your level bro! Who's a better person for the belt bro? Allen Anderson a 4 time All American or Lucy Sixx some gahbage cunt bro?
Allen: You do realize I wrestled in Japan.
(The Friend becomes angry.)
Friend: THAT DONT COUNT BRO! WHEN PEOPLE IN AMERICA WANT TO SEE WRESTLING BRO! THEY COME FOR AMERICANS BRO! NOT JAPANESE BRO! AS FAR AS I CONCERNED BRO! JAPAN DON'T EXIST IN AMERICAN WRESTLING BRO!
(Allen was taken aback by the Friend's yelling obviously annoyed with him.)
Allen: Alright chill Russo, you don't need to get a heart attack yelling at me.
Friend: I'm making great progress on that title shot bro! In the meantime you gotta get wins bro! Gotta make yourself credible bro!
Allen: Kinda hard to do so when you're being bullshitted out of a win by these blind ass referees.
Friend: That's what I'm talking to APW management about bro! If need be bro, I'll fight to get you a special referee bro! I'm looking out for your best interests bro! I want you to fufill your potential bro!
(Allen leaned against the wall dropping while still holding his Iphone close to his ear. He hasn't been the same since his loss, all Allen wanted to do right now was to sleep all day trying to forget about it. The reality was, that he can't his pride was blown to pieces, his ego bruised. Allen would enter the next PPV without competing for a title and that hurt him. The only person who's talking sense right now was Vince Russo.)
Allen: Yeah whatever, do what you need to do. I'm going to sleep.
Friend (Execitedly): All right bro! What is it that you kids say these days bro It's going to be lit bro! I'll talk to you later!
(Allen hung up and collapsed in bed though 6 seconds later, the phone rang again. Allen cursed before picking up the phone.)
Allen: The fuck do you want?
Friend: Sorry to disturb you but for a future match bro, do you want to get booked to a pole match bro?
(Allen shuts off his Iphone tosses it across the room and lies in bed, drifting off to a deep sleep.)
