Post by Stylin' Kyle Roberts [REBEL] on Mar 29, 2007 15:45:54 GMT -5
(Edmonton. The apartment of Kyle Roberts. It looks not quite full, but that's because Amy's stuff has been moved out. Kyle is sitting on his couch.)
KYLE ROBERTS: I got back into town last night after NAPW's biggest show, Sole Survivor. Did the night end well for me? Well, Bruce kicked my ass. Two Chart Attacks finally finished me off. But although Bruce took the match, he didn't take me spirit. I was defiant until the bitter, bitter end. At least I got to throw his ass over the top rope in the Sole Survivor match. I even made the Final Four.
To some people, that would be quite the accomplishment. To me, it's ashes in my mouth. You're not looking at a man with an NAPW title shot. I was thrown out by that Newfy snake, Lloyd Rees. And who ended up winning that match? That SKR pretender, Simply Beautiful. Jackass. I should have won! I should be going into that title match on May 15th!
If that's the kind of loyalty Kyle Roberts gets, I'm GLAD I left NAPW for REBEL. The little upstart company that prides itself on not adhering to wrestling rules. No DQs, no countouts, just beating the shit out of each other until a pin or submission's made. People like Billy Kryenik are eager to try their hand at this style. It's all about the violence, isn't it? We'll see hardcore matches, we'll see weapons, we'll see blood. Well, not in my matches.
Kyle Roberts comes to REBEL to carve out a new path. I bring legitimacy to this federation! I'll be the man who DOESN'T garbage wrestle! Everyone else can bring their weapons to the ring, I only need one. (Kyle taps his head.)
My brain.
Every other REBEL rouser is now on notice: Kyle Roberts comes in to REBEL to utterly dominate. Come next week, I will become your Heavyweight Champion. I'll give you a champion worth cheering. I will be the face of this company. And if you doubt that, look at who else is involved in REBEL. Ravager. Sick Bill Kryenik. Tommy Deathrow. Chad Kurtis. Have they sacrificed for REBEL? No, they plan of having their cake and eating it too, wrestling for both REBEL and NAPW. Me? I gave up that scene to I can focus simply on schooling everyone I face in North Carolina. And next week, that begins with Rex Caliber.
(Kyle gets off the couch, and walks towards the bedroom, the camera following.)
Heh. There's irony for you. I come into REBEL to face new guys, really find the hidden talent here in REBEL, and who do they put me against first thing? NAPW owner Rex Caliber. I mean, obviously, they're going for the draw here, but other than Ravager, Caliber's the guy that I've got the most history with from NAPW.
(Kyle starts to fill an open suitcase on his bed with clothes.)
The One Man Crime Spree! One of my best friends in wrestling, especially back in the days where nobody got along with D-X. Even after the most brutal ladder match that Alberta's ever seen at Joker's Wild, Rex found respect for me that no other wrestler in that locker room had.
Well, our friendship's been on the rocks recently, like when I turned down his offer to reform D-X. I mean, as the new owner of NAPW, here he was, ready to break the rules for Bruce and I, and I had to just go and shit all over the proposal. Then I turned my back on the company he runs. So, yeah, I'm sure he's got some feelings about meeting me in the REBEL ring, in his own state.
I'll give him one thing, Rex is good. He's an NAPW champion, an NAPW tag champ, and the winner of the first ever Canada Cup. But he's no Kyle Roberts. When I get him into the Beartamer, he'll tap. If I Fusion him into the canvas, he'll go limp. And then it's off to that three way dance on April 10 where I will rise above the rest and really give that Raleigh crowd a reason to cheer. Because they'll be able to raise those redneck arms for the most charismatic man in North Carolina, and that includes MackaBitch. They'll bow to the most cunning wrestler in the sport. Kyle Roberts is smarter than all of them.
(Kyle zips up his suitcase.)
Now if you'll excuse me, I've got a flight to catch. Plenty of apartments to look at down in Raleigh, and I've got to get a headstart on finding one worthy of Kyle Roberts. The Stylin' Man needs a stylin' pad. Oh, don't get your hopes up, North Carolina, I'll still be keeping my apartment here. I'm not moving down to North Carolina permanently. Hell, if I wanted to become an American resident, there's much better places to set up shop. New York. L.A. Hell, I'd even take Atlanta or Orlando before moving to Raleigh full-time. But you've got to go where the work is, and that happens to be good ol' NC. Go, Tarheels! That's the name of the team, right?
(Kyle snaps his fingers.)
No, wait, you just got beat by Georgetown, didn't you? Oh, well, no matter. Once Kyle Roberts comes down to the South, you'll have fifty new reasons to cheer.
(The camera fades as Kyle exits his bedroom, suitcase in hand.)
KYLE ROBERTS: I got back into town last night after NAPW's biggest show, Sole Survivor. Did the night end well for me? Well, Bruce kicked my ass. Two Chart Attacks finally finished me off. But although Bruce took the match, he didn't take me spirit. I was defiant until the bitter, bitter end. At least I got to throw his ass over the top rope in the Sole Survivor match. I even made the Final Four.
To some people, that would be quite the accomplishment. To me, it's ashes in my mouth. You're not looking at a man with an NAPW title shot. I was thrown out by that Newfy snake, Lloyd Rees. And who ended up winning that match? That SKR pretender, Simply Beautiful. Jackass. I should have won! I should be going into that title match on May 15th!
If that's the kind of loyalty Kyle Roberts gets, I'm GLAD I left NAPW for REBEL. The little upstart company that prides itself on not adhering to wrestling rules. No DQs, no countouts, just beating the shit out of each other until a pin or submission's made. People like Billy Kryenik are eager to try their hand at this style. It's all about the violence, isn't it? We'll see hardcore matches, we'll see weapons, we'll see blood. Well, not in my matches.
Kyle Roberts comes to REBEL to carve out a new path. I bring legitimacy to this federation! I'll be the man who DOESN'T garbage wrestle! Everyone else can bring their weapons to the ring, I only need one. (Kyle taps his head.)
My brain.
Every other REBEL rouser is now on notice: Kyle Roberts comes in to REBEL to utterly dominate. Come next week, I will become your Heavyweight Champion. I'll give you a champion worth cheering. I will be the face of this company. And if you doubt that, look at who else is involved in REBEL. Ravager. Sick Bill Kryenik. Tommy Deathrow. Chad Kurtis. Have they sacrificed for REBEL? No, they plan of having their cake and eating it too, wrestling for both REBEL and NAPW. Me? I gave up that scene to I can focus simply on schooling everyone I face in North Carolina. And next week, that begins with Rex Caliber.
(Kyle gets off the couch, and walks towards the bedroom, the camera following.)
Heh. There's irony for you. I come into REBEL to face new guys, really find the hidden talent here in REBEL, and who do they put me against first thing? NAPW owner Rex Caliber. I mean, obviously, they're going for the draw here, but other than Ravager, Caliber's the guy that I've got the most history with from NAPW.
(Kyle starts to fill an open suitcase on his bed with clothes.)
The One Man Crime Spree! One of my best friends in wrestling, especially back in the days where nobody got along with D-X. Even after the most brutal ladder match that Alberta's ever seen at Joker's Wild, Rex found respect for me that no other wrestler in that locker room had.
Well, our friendship's been on the rocks recently, like when I turned down his offer to reform D-X. I mean, as the new owner of NAPW, here he was, ready to break the rules for Bruce and I, and I had to just go and shit all over the proposal. Then I turned my back on the company he runs. So, yeah, I'm sure he's got some feelings about meeting me in the REBEL ring, in his own state.
I'll give him one thing, Rex is good. He's an NAPW champion, an NAPW tag champ, and the winner of the first ever Canada Cup. But he's no Kyle Roberts. When I get him into the Beartamer, he'll tap. If I Fusion him into the canvas, he'll go limp. And then it's off to that three way dance on April 10 where I will rise above the rest and really give that Raleigh crowd a reason to cheer. Because they'll be able to raise those redneck arms for the most charismatic man in North Carolina, and that includes MackaBitch. They'll bow to the most cunning wrestler in the sport. Kyle Roberts is smarter than all of them.
(Kyle zips up his suitcase.)
Now if you'll excuse me, I've got a flight to catch. Plenty of apartments to look at down in Raleigh, and I've got to get a headstart on finding one worthy of Kyle Roberts. The Stylin' Man needs a stylin' pad. Oh, don't get your hopes up, North Carolina, I'll still be keeping my apartment here. I'm not moving down to North Carolina permanently. Hell, if I wanted to become an American resident, there's much better places to set up shop. New York. L.A. Hell, I'd even take Atlanta or Orlando before moving to Raleigh full-time. But you've got to go where the work is, and that happens to be good ol' NC. Go, Tarheels! That's the name of the team, right?
(Kyle snaps his fingers.)
No, wait, you just got beat by Georgetown, didn't you? Oh, well, no matter. Once Kyle Roberts comes down to the South, you'll have fifty new reasons to cheer.
(The camera fades as Kyle exits his bedroom, suitcase in hand.)