Post by Stylin' Kyle Roberts [REBEL] on Jan 13, 2006 2:25:54 GMT -5
(Backstage at Action!, the New and Improved D-X are talking with Coach Gordon Jago.)
KYLE ROBERTS: So you just decided to drop the gimmick? Let the stupid fans hear you speak on camera?
COACH JAGO: What was I supposed to do? Evan Cartwright doesn't know whistle-speak!
BRUCE RICHARDS: True enough. It is a subtle language to pick up. It took me a few weeks.
KYLE ROBERTS: I'm just sayin' is all.
COACH JAGO: It's over with. Done for. Now, pick up the medicine ball, Roberts!
(Kyle picks up the ball, and Coach starts punching him in the gut.)
KYLE ROBERTS: Oh YEAH! Feel the BURN!
BRUCE RICHARDS: I gotta hand it to you, Coach, you really know how to give us a spectacular workout.
(Josh Reynolds comes into the frame.)
KYLE ROBERTS: God, Reynolds! Can't you see we're training here?
JOSH REYNOLDS: C'mon, Kyle. A few questions for the NAPW fans?
BRUCE RICHARDS: Like the fans deserve anything. But fine, we'll answer your questions, Josh. Coach, take a break.
(Coach Jago stops punching Kyle in the stomach.)
COACH JAGO: Suit yourself. There's a chili dog with my name on it at catering.
(Coach Jago exits.)
JOSH REYNOLDS: So, the big thing that NAPW fans want to know is-
KYLE ROBERTS: Is how quickly it'll take my boot to travel up your ass! Get to steppin'! We can conduct our own interviews, thanks! (Kyle shoves Josh out of frame, and faces the camera by himself.) So, new tag team champions The Crimes! Rex Caliber and Static! Congratulations!
BRUCE RICHARDS: Enjoy the sensation of wearing championship gold, guys. Because while it's always nice to be tag team champions for the first time, ask the Dudes how long they held those belts. They're going to be just a footnote in NAPW's recordbooks. The Dudes: Tag champions for the grand total of three weeks. And two of them due to a break for the hoildays.
KYLE ROBERTS: Now, Rex, Bruce and I both saw that heartfelt display when you had that belt around your waist. When you started to tear up, I remembered the first time I captured a championship at Gastown Wrestling Alliance. Riddle me this, Rex: How does it feel to have that belt when you found out that Static won through cheating?
BRUCE RICHARDS: Did it have a bitter taste, Rex? Because Static clearly had a hold of my pants to keep me from kicking out at two. Unfortunately, that's made Static a marked man at Joker's Wild. Because Kyle and I intend to pay you back tenfold, Static.
KYLE ROBERTS: That's right. We aim to win by any means necessary. Because Kyle Roberts and Bruce Richards, the New and Improved D-X! Are smarter than you, Static. We've been winning championships back when you were hitting on drunk frat girls without taking off your mask! And the reason we've been the MOST DOMINANT tag team that Edmonton's ever seen? We've outthought every opponent in the end, Crimes! And now? It's coming near the end for you two.
BRUCE RICHARDS: Now, the problem that some people might see here is that we're not just facing The Crimes for our tag belts, but we're also against Michael Johnston and Cameron Scott, the Dudes! How will we ever be able to defeat TWO teams at once? We'll be distracted, right? (Bruce chuckles) Wrong. You see, Dudes, when I'm in the ring, I'm focused against my opponents. Kyle wasn't thinking straight with you guys at ringside eyeing our Gastown belts. But now that you'll be in the ring along with Rex and Static? Makes it a hell of a lot easier to keep track of you two.
KYLE ROBERTS: Mike! Cam! You DARE handle our Gastown championships? That's our personal property, you little bitches! Sure, you got to touch our NAPW belts, but only after you won them. You want to get your grubby little mitts on our other belts? Drive down to Medicine Hat and enter the GWA. Then get to the point of being good enough to challenge for them. That's the only way, and I mean, the ONLY way that you can EVER touch those belts!
Yes, Dudes. You outsmarted me on Monday night, made me lose my focus. All because you touched my property with your Cheetos-stained hands. No, guys, that won't do. Two can play at this game, you frat punks! Tit for tat! You DARE touch something that belongs to Kyle Roberts and Bruce Richards? Well, guys, looks like I'll be gunning for something of yours.
(Kyle Roberts takes something out of his inner jacket pocket, smiles, and drops it on the table in front of him.)
BRUCE RICHARDS: Come, Kyle. There's planning to be done.
(Bruce leaves the frame, and Kyle follows after him, after taking one last look at the item he dropped and chuckling. The camera zooms in on...
An 8x10 promotional picture of Tiffany.)
KYLE ROBERTS: So you just decided to drop the gimmick? Let the stupid fans hear you speak on camera?
COACH JAGO: What was I supposed to do? Evan Cartwright doesn't know whistle-speak!
BRUCE RICHARDS: True enough. It is a subtle language to pick up. It took me a few weeks.
KYLE ROBERTS: I'm just sayin' is all.
COACH JAGO: It's over with. Done for. Now, pick up the medicine ball, Roberts!
(Kyle picks up the ball, and Coach starts punching him in the gut.)
KYLE ROBERTS: Oh YEAH! Feel the BURN!
BRUCE RICHARDS: I gotta hand it to you, Coach, you really know how to give us a spectacular workout.
(Josh Reynolds comes into the frame.)
KYLE ROBERTS: God, Reynolds! Can't you see we're training here?
JOSH REYNOLDS: C'mon, Kyle. A few questions for the NAPW fans?
BRUCE RICHARDS: Like the fans deserve anything. But fine, we'll answer your questions, Josh. Coach, take a break.
(Coach Jago stops punching Kyle in the stomach.)
COACH JAGO: Suit yourself. There's a chili dog with my name on it at catering.
(Coach Jago exits.)
JOSH REYNOLDS: So, the big thing that NAPW fans want to know is-
KYLE ROBERTS: Is how quickly it'll take my boot to travel up your ass! Get to steppin'! We can conduct our own interviews, thanks! (Kyle shoves Josh out of frame, and faces the camera by himself.) So, new tag team champions The Crimes! Rex Caliber and Static! Congratulations!
BRUCE RICHARDS: Enjoy the sensation of wearing championship gold, guys. Because while it's always nice to be tag team champions for the first time, ask the Dudes how long they held those belts. They're going to be just a footnote in NAPW's recordbooks. The Dudes: Tag champions for the grand total of three weeks. And two of them due to a break for the hoildays.
KYLE ROBERTS: Now, Rex, Bruce and I both saw that heartfelt display when you had that belt around your waist. When you started to tear up, I remembered the first time I captured a championship at Gastown Wrestling Alliance. Riddle me this, Rex: How does it feel to have that belt when you found out that Static won through cheating?
BRUCE RICHARDS: Did it have a bitter taste, Rex? Because Static clearly had a hold of my pants to keep me from kicking out at two. Unfortunately, that's made Static a marked man at Joker's Wild. Because Kyle and I intend to pay you back tenfold, Static.
KYLE ROBERTS: That's right. We aim to win by any means necessary. Because Kyle Roberts and Bruce Richards, the New and Improved D-X! Are smarter than you, Static. We've been winning championships back when you were hitting on drunk frat girls without taking off your mask! And the reason we've been the MOST DOMINANT tag team that Edmonton's ever seen? We've outthought every opponent in the end, Crimes! And now? It's coming near the end for you two.
BRUCE RICHARDS: Now, the problem that some people might see here is that we're not just facing The Crimes for our tag belts, but we're also against Michael Johnston and Cameron Scott, the Dudes! How will we ever be able to defeat TWO teams at once? We'll be distracted, right? (Bruce chuckles) Wrong. You see, Dudes, when I'm in the ring, I'm focused against my opponents. Kyle wasn't thinking straight with you guys at ringside eyeing our Gastown belts. But now that you'll be in the ring along with Rex and Static? Makes it a hell of a lot easier to keep track of you two.
KYLE ROBERTS: Mike! Cam! You DARE handle our Gastown championships? That's our personal property, you little bitches! Sure, you got to touch our NAPW belts, but only after you won them. You want to get your grubby little mitts on our other belts? Drive down to Medicine Hat and enter the GWA. Then get to the point of being good enough to challenge for them. That's the only way, and I mean, the ONLY way that you can EVER touch those belts!
Yes, Dudes. You outsmarted me on Monday night, made me lose my focus. All because you touched my property with your Cheetos-stained hands. No, guys, that won't do. Two can play at this game, you frat punks! Tit for tat! You DARE touch something that belongs to Kyle Roberts and Bruce Richards? Well, guys, looks like I'll be gunning for something of yours.
(Kyle Roberts takes something out of his inner jacket pocket, smiles, and drops it on the table in front of him.)
BRUCE RICHARDS: Come, Kyle. There's planning to be done.
(Bruce leaves the frame, and Kyle follows after him, after taking one last look at the item he dropped and chuckling. The camera zooms in on...
An 8x10 promotional picture of Tiffany.)