Post by "LDK" Lloyd Rees on Apr 3, 2007 22:53:43 GMT -5
-REBEL Pro promo area; a REBEL banner hangs over a chain-link fence. Standing in front of that banner is wrestling’s smartest man, a real manager’s manger, John Salty. Behind him are his two meal tickets, “The Chairman” David Banks and the current NAPW Provincial Champion, “LDK” Lloyd Rees, shining as always, with a golden tint from his multiple title belts. Without wasting a second of their precious time, John Salty starts speak.-
J. Salty: What ye unsuspect'n fools see behind me is da future!! Two men who, on top of d’eir other accomplishments, are about t'become known as da best tag team in da wrasslin’ world as d’hey destroy da current NAPW Tag Team Champion, Da DOOMriders, on April twenty-fourth. But, befer we get d’eir and once again make wrasslin’ history, we have other tings t’deal with. So, right now, it’s time fer ye all t’listen up and listen good, cause yer about t’hear from, da soon t’be number one contender t’da REBEL Pro Heavyweight Championship, da TECHNICAL TERROR, da “LDK”, da one and da only…LLOYD REES!!
-Rees takes center stage.-
“LDK” Lloyd Rees: Dis come’n Tuesday da “LDK” will once again be part of wrasslin’ history, once again I have da chance t’make a big impact on da wrasslin’n world, once again I get da chance t’add yet another title t’me ever grow’n resume!! But, dis Tuesday isn’t about chances. No…no…NO!! It’s about da pure and simple, honest t’goodness, facts!! What are d’ose facts?! Well, it goes like dis…
-Lloyd clears his throat like he is ready to reveal a huge truth on the world, when we all know that it is more than likely just more of his bulls**t.-
“LDK” Lloyd Rees: First off, look at me!! I’m da only man in da whole of REBEL Pro, and da NAPW for d’hat matter, d’hat is worthy of hold’n such an honor as da REBEL Pro Heavyweight Championship. REBEL officials have already made da right decision of hand’n me da REBEL Pro Carolinas Championship dis Tuesday and d’hey should have made da same decision about make’n me da number one contender, but I guess it wouldn’t look t’good t’all da fans if s**t was just handed t’me on a silver platter. So, instead d’hey set up dis match…D’hat is fact number one!!
-Lloyd adjusts his gold and continues.-
“LDK” Lloyd Rees: Secondly, when it comes t’big time matches like dis one, da “LDK” is at his best!! All ya got t’do is look back in da history books!! Hell!! Why don’t ya just ask some of da Larries d’hat have been part of it?! D!, Bickle, Cartwright, Beautiful, and da list goes on and on!! D’hey will be able t’give ya a first hand account of how da “LDK” performs when he is in da ring in d’ese high reward opportunities. Either way it spells trouble fer da other people involved in dis match…
“LDK” Lloyd Rees: Which brings me t’da final and probably da most influential fact in dis Four-Corner Survival Match come’n up dis Tuesday, me opponents. NAPW Champion, Ravager, five-time NAPW Tag Champion, Kyle Roberts, and current, but not fer much longer, NAPW Tag Champion, Tommy Deathrow. D’ese three men are me assurance d’hat I’m walk’n out of me first REBEL Pro match da number one contender t’da Heavyweight Championship!!
-Lloyd turns to both Banks and John.-
“LDK” Lloyd Rees: I’m tirsty and I’ve given more d’han enough of me time t’dis camera t’day…
-John moves his mouth, it is dry.-
J. Salty: I second d’hat, Banks?
“The Chairman” David Banks: Twist my rubber arm…
“LDK” Lloyd Rees: Where da hell do we go in dis town?
-The trio exit as the scene fades.-
-We reopen at 218 South Blount Street, Raleigh, North Carolina. This is the address of the Tir Na Nog Irish Pub. The camera slowly enters the building through the front door and pans around the pub. It stops and we see Rees, Banks, and Salty sitting at a small table in the corner. Both Rees and Salty have obviously been drinking heavily, Banks has had a few, but he is not the drinker that his Newfoundland companions are. John Salty speaks or at least tries.-
J. Salty: I got t’take a piss b’ys…
-Salty manages to get to his feet and heads towards the restroom for the tenth time tonight. Rees, fighting to keep his eyes open, looks at Banks.-
“LDK” Lloyd Rees: Banks me son, are ya ready t’be hold’n d’hose big gold belts in a few weeks?
“The Chairman” David Banks: You mean the NAPW Tag Team Championship?
“LDK” Lloyd Rees: Ya know what I’m talk’n about Banks…We is go’n t’show everyone d’hat it’s not da year of da DOOMriders, its da year of Rees and Banks. Tag Titles are just da begin’n…Hic!
“The Chairman” David Banks: Man we got to get out of here Lloyd! We have been here for hours!
“LDK” Lloyd Rees: Ok b’y! Whatever ya wants t’do! Hey!! Are ya ready t’take da NAPW Tag Titles from d’hem Larries, da DOOMriders?
“The Chairman” David Banks: Lloyd you just asked me that…
-The conversation continues much like this for the next ten minutes and two beers. Finally Banks is ready to call it a night.-
“The Chairman” David Banks: Alright man, it is time to leave…
-Rees looks up from his bottle.-
“LDK” Lloyd Rees: What about d’hem DOOMriders?
“The Chairman” David Banks: Let’s go!
-Banks pulls Rees to his feet and they start to head out. Rees speaks.-
“LDK” Lloyd Rees: Hey…
“The Chairman” David Banks: I know Lloyd; the DOOMriders don’t stand a chance…
“LDK” Lloyd Rees: Yer still talk’n about d’ose idiots?
-Banks rolls his eyes.-
“LDK” Lloyd Rees: Where da hell is John?
“The Chairman” David Banks: He must have passed out in the restroom. I’ll go get him. Stay here.
-Banks heads toward the restroom, walks in, and calls out.-
“The Chairman” David Banks: John!! Wake up man!! It’s time to go!!
-No answer.-
“The Chairman” David Banks: Salty!! Let’s go!!
-No answer. Banks opens the stall door, John is not there.-
"The Chairman" David Banks: That’s weird…
-Banks heads banks to the main pub area. Lloyd is talking with a few young ladies but he does not stand a chance on this night. Lloyd see Banks and turns to him.-
“LDK” Lloyd Rees: Banks, come meet d’ese lovely ladies…
-The women take there chance and slip away, Lloyd does not even notice.-
“LDK” Lloyd Rees: Where’s Salty?
“The Chairman” David Banks: I don’t know…
“LDK” Lloyd Rees: Huh?
“The Chairman” David Banks: He’s not in the restroom…He’s gone!
“LDK” Lloyd Rees: He must of headed back t’da hotel…We’ll meet him d’ere. Hey Banks?
“The Chairman” David Banks: Yeah?
“LDK” Lloyd Rees: Do ya know where we can get some beer dis hour of night?
-Scene fades.-
J. Salty: What ye unsuspect'n fools see behind me is da future!! Two men who, on top of d’eir other accomplishments, are about t'become known as da best tag team in da wrasslin’ world as d’hey destroy da current NAPW Tag Team Champion, Da DOOMriders, on April twenty-fourth. But, befer we get d’eir and once again make wrasslin’ history, we have other tings t’deal with. So, right now, it’s time fer ye all t’listen up and listen good, cause yer about t’hear from, da soon t’be number one contender t’da REBEL Pro Heavyweight Championship, da TECHNICAL TERROR, da “LDK”, da one and da only…LLOYD REES!!
-Rees takes center stage.-
“LDK” Lloyd Rees: Dis come’n Tuesday da “LDK” will once again be part of wrasslin’ history, once again I have da chance t’make a big impact on da wrasslin’n world, once again I get da chance t’add yet another title t’me ever grow’n resume!! But, dis Tuesday isn’t about chances. No…no…NO!! It’s about da pure and simple, honest t’goodness, facts!! What are d’ose facts?! Well, it goes like dis…
-Lloyd clears his throat like he is ready to reveal a huge truth on the world, when we all know that it is more than likely just more of his bulls**t.-
“LDK” Lloyd Rees: First off, look at me!! I’m da only man in da whole of REBEL Pro, and da NAPW for d’hat matter, d’hat is worthy of hold’n such an honor as da REBEL Pro Heavyweight Championship. REBEL officials have already made da right decision of hand’n me da REBEL Pro Carolinas Championship dis Tuesday and d’hey should have made da same decision about make’n me da number one contender, but I guess it wouldn’t look t’good t’all da fans if s**t was just handed t’me on a silver platter. So, instead d’hey set up dis match…D’hat is fact number one!!
-Lloyd adjusts his gold and continues.-
“LDK” Lloyd Rees: Secondly, when it comes t’big time matches like dis one, da “LDK” is at his best!! All ya got t’do is look back in da history books!! Hell!! Why don’t ya just ask some of da Larries d’hat have been part of it?! D!, Bickle, Cartwright, Beautiful, and da list goes on and on!! D’hey will be able t’give ya a first hand account of how da “LDK” performs when he is in da ring in d’ese high reward opportunities. Either way it spells trouble fer da other people involved in dis match…
“LDK” Lloyd Rees: Which brings me t’da final and probably da most influential fact in dis Four-Corner Survival Match come’n up dis Tuesday, me opponents. NAPW Champion, Ravager, five-time NAPW Tag Champion, Kyle Roberts, and current, but not fer much longer, NAPW Tag Champion, Tommy Deathrow. D’ese three men are me assurance d’hat I’m walk’n out of me first REBEL Pro match da number one contender t’da Heavyweight Championship!!
-Lloyd turns to both Banks and John.-
“LDK” Lloyd Rees: I’m tirsty and I’ve given more d’han enough of me time t’dis camera t’day…
-John moves his mouth, it is dry.-
J. Salty: I second d’hat, Banks?
“The Chairman” David Banks: Twist my rubber arm…
“LDK” Lloyd Rees: Where da hell do we go in dis town?
-The trio exit as the scene fades.-
-We reopen at 218 South Blount Street, Raleigh, North Carolina. This is the address of the Tir Na Nog Irish Pub. The camera slowly enters the building through the front door and pans around the pub. It stops and we see Rees, Banks, and Salty sitting at a small table in the corner. Both Rees and Salty have obviously been drinking heavily, Banks has had a few, but he is not the drinker that his Newfoundland companions are. John Salty speaks or at least tries.-
J. Salty: I got t’take a piss b’ys…
-Salty manages to get to his feet and heads towards the restroom for the tenth time tonight. Rees, fighting to keep his eyes open, looks at Banks.-
“LDK” Lloyd Rees: Banks me son, are ya ready t’be hold’n d’hose big gold belts in a few weeks?
“The Chairman” David Banks: You mean the NAPW Tag Team Championship?
“LDK” Lloyd Rees: Ya know what I’m talk’n about Banks…We is go’n t’show everyone d’hat it’s not da year of da DOOMriders, its da year of Rees and Banks. Tag Titles are just da begin’n…Hic!
“The Chairman” David Banks: Man we got to get out of here Lloyd! We have been here for hours!
“LDK” Lloyd Rees: Ok b’y! Whatever ya wants t’do! Hey!! Are ya ready t’take da NAPW Tag Titles from d’hem Larries, da DOOMriders?
“The Chairman” David Banks: Lloyd you just asked me that…
-The conversation continues much like this for the next ten minutes and two beers. Finally Banks is ready to call it a night.-
“The Chairman” David Banks: Alright man, it is time to leave…
-Rees looks up from his bottle.-
“LDK” Lloyd Rees: What about d’hem DOOMriders?
“The Chairman” David Banks: Let’s go!
-Banks pulls Rees to his feet and they start to head out. Rees speaks.-
“LDK” Lloyd Rees: Hey…
“The Chairman” David Banks: I know Lloyd; the DOOMriders don’t stand a chance…
“LDK” Lloyd Rees: Yer still talk’n about d’ose idiots?
-Banks rolls his eyes.-
“LDK” Lloyd Rees: Where da hell is John?
“The Chairman” David Banks: He must have passed out in the restroom. I’ll go get him. Stay here.
-Banks heads toward the restroom, walks in, and calls out.-
“The Chairman” David Banks: John!! Wake up man!! It’s time to go!!
-No answer.-
“The Chairman” David Banks: Salty!! Let’s go!!
-No answer. Banks opens the stall door, John is not there.-
"The Chairman" David Banks: That’s weird…
-Banks heads banks to the main pub area. Lloyd is talking with a few young ladies but he does not stand a chance on this night. Lloyd see Banks and turns to him.-
“LDK” Lloyd Rees: Banks, come meet d’ese lovely ladies…
-The women take there chance and slip away, Lloyd does not even notice.-
“LDK” Lloyd Rees: Where’s Salty?
“The Chairman” David Banks: I don’t know…
“LDK” Lloyd Rees: Huh?
“The Chairman” David Banks: He’s not in the restroom…He’s gone!
“LDK” Lloyd Rees: He must of headed back t’da hotel…We’ll meet him d’ere. Hey Banks?
“The Chairman” David Banks: Yeah?
“LDK” Lloyd Rees: Do ya know where we can get some beer dis hour of night?
-Scene fades.-