Post by Kyle Kemp on Oct 21, 2018 20:04:38 GMT -5
Mallrats
We open up on Kyle Kemp and Spencer Adams walking into the mall earlier in the day before Caranage. Kemp is wearing black Under Armour jogger pants with a white t-shirt while Spencer looks more put together in dark jeans and a button up. The camera crew scurry around them, taping for the #FightSmart day of video that they will post on the Action Wrestling website. Spencer looks at Kemp and sighs.
Spencer: So why are we here?
Kemp smiles at Spencer.
Kemp: I told you man, I need new gear for tonight. The airline lost my suitcase and now I don't have shit.
Spencer: Well you aren't gonna find new wrestling gear here!
Kemp rolls his eyes.
Kemp: Ummm no....you wouldn't find new wrestling gear here. You've got that specialized shit that looks good. You know me! I just like to keep it simple. Grab some shorts and a tank top and go to work.
Spencer stares at Kemp as they walk. He knows this isn't going to be an easy trip like Kemp says. Kemp is picky whether he wants to admit it or not. Kemp leads them into the Under Armour store and he immediately walks through and grabs black gym shorts and a blue tank top that are hanging in the men's area.
Spencer: Awesome. Can we go now?
Kemp: Shoes man. I gotta grab shoes.
Spencer: What's wrong with the shoes you have on?
Kemp scoffs.
Kemp: Do you think I want to get Karlie Nash's blood on these? Ugh even the sweat from Nikki Vaughn's forehead sounds awful! No way. I've got to get new ones.
Kemp walks over to the shoes and begins to look through them. He can't seem to find the right one and Spencer gets a little more frustrated.
Spencer: We told Link we'd meet him at the arena at 2....it's fucking 1:15. You and I both know we won't make it if you don't hurry up.
Kemp: But I've got to have the right pair! I can't just wear a simple pair like any of these! I've got to have something that looks good and can give me an edge.
Spencer: An edge!? Why the hell do you need an edge? We're facing Red, White and Bruised! We've beaten them once.
Kemp: Ok so it'll be easy. That doesn't mean I can't show up looking my best.
Spencer: If you were going to look your best you wouldn't have checked that damn suitcase. Just pack a carryon! We are literally here for a day!
Kemp: Dude you know I can't leave without my hair products and vitamins.
Spencer: Oh are we calling them vitamins this week?
Kemp: That's not funny.
Both men chuckle as Kemp continues to look through the shoes. He starts to pick them up and set them back down.
Kemp: This pair sucks. It's not practical for being in the ring. I'm not going to get enough traction, kind of like Karlie's career.
Spencer laughs but Kemp continues.
Kemp: But seriously....it really is like her career! At first glance it looks good and I know I would take it home and think they were an A plus pair of shoes. I could wear them on any occasion and they wouldn't let me down. However as time passes I would see them get worse and worse.
Spencer: Are you really trying to compare her to shoes right now?
Kemp looks at the camera and then back at Spencer.
Kemp: Do you think it's working?
Spencer: I think it's a stretch.
Kemp: A stretch like hiring Nikki Vaughn to be your friend/bodyguard?
Both men laugh and Spencer just nods. Kemp picks up a pair of White Nike Air Force One's and grins.
Kemp: These are the one's.
Spencer: Those aren't going to be comfortable at all! Hell I don't think anything about those is going to work.
Kemp: It's like you said. It's only Red, White and Bruised. We don't need to worry about a damn thing.
Kemp walks over to the register as we fade to black.
Spencer: So why are we here?
Kemp smiles at Spencer.
Kemp: I told you man, I need new gear for tonight. The airline lost my suitcase and now I don't have shit.
Spencer: Well you aren't gonna find new wrestling gear here!
Kemp rolls his eyes.
Kemp: Ummm no....you wouldn't find new wrestling gear here. You've got that specialized shit that looks good. You know me! I just like to keep it simple. Grab some shorts and a tank top and go to work.
Spencer stares at Kemp as they walk. He knows this isn't going to be an easy trip like Kemp says. Kemp is picky whether he wants to admit it or not. Kemp leads them into the Under Armour store and he immediately walks through and grabs black gym shorts and a blue tank top that are hanging in the men's area.
Spencer: Awesome. Can we go now?
Kemp: Shoes man. I gotta grab shoes.
Spencer: What's wrong with the shoes you have on?
Kemp scoffs.
Kemp: Do you think I want to get Karlie Nash's blood on these? Ugh even the sweat from Nikki Vaughn's forehead sounds awful! No way. I've got to get new ones.
Kemp walks over to the shoes and begins to look through them. He can't seem to find the right one and Spencer gets a little more frustrated.
Spencer: We told Link we'd meet him at the arena at 2....it's fucking 1:15. You and I both know we won't make it if you don't hurry up.
Kemp: But I've got to have the right pair! I can't just wear a simple pair like any of these! I've got to have something that looks good and can give me an edge.
Spencer: An edge!? Why the hell do you need an edge? We're facing Red, White and Bruised! We've beaten them once.
Kemp: Ok so it'll be easy. That doesn't mean I can't show up looking my best.
Spencer: If you were going to look your best you wouldn't have checked that damn suitcase. Just pack a carryon! We are literally here for a day!
Kemp: Dude you know I can't leave without my hair products and vitamins.
Spencer: Oh are we calling them vitamins this week?
Kemp: That's not funny.
Both men chuckle as Kemp continues to look through the shoes. He starts to pick them up and set them back down.
Kemp: This pair sucks. It's not practical for being in the ring. I'm not going to get enough traction, kind of like Karlie's career.
Spencer laughs but Kemp continues.
Kemp: But seriously....it really is like her career! At first glance it looks good and I know I would take it home and think they were an A plus pair of shoes. I could wear them on any occasion and they wouldn't let me down. However as time passes I would see them get worse and worse.
Spencer: Are you really trying to compare her to shoes right now?
Kemp looks at the camera and then back at Spencer.
Kemp: Do you think it's working?
Spencer: I think it's a stretch.
Kemp: A stretch like hiring Nikki Vaughn to be your friend/bodyguard?
Both men laugh and Spencer just nods. Kemp picks up a pair of White Nike Air Force One's and grins.
Kemp: These are the one's.
Spencer: Those aren't going to be comfortable at all! Hell I don't think anything about those is going to work.
Kemp: It's like you said. It's only Red, White and Bruised. We don't need to worry about a damn thing.
Kemp walks over to the register as we fade to black.
Real Competition
It was a couple of weeks ago where I looked into the camera at Clash and I demanded real competition. I said it because I meant it and it is what I wanted. I want to be challenged! I want to look at the card and think that we are going to have a good match on our hands. I'm tired of bloodbaths! There's only so many times you can ruin someone before it gets boring. That's why I demanded management to do something about it and what do I get for an answer? A rematch with Red, White and Bruised. A fucking rematch with a team whose ass we kicked already. Does that sound like real competition to you?
Sure some of you may think that it's real because we won due to a supposed technicality in our last match by pinning the wrong person but do you really think that the outcome will be different? Do you think we weren't going to beat them? Come on....we all know we were. Hell they haven't done anything since we beat them. They continue to flounder and try to get by on their looks and their supposed Olympic past. They're all talk and no walk when it comes to wrestling. So I have to ask again. Does that sound like real competition to you?
What about the stupid name they've given themselves? Red, White and Bruised. How does that make sense? Saying you are bruised only means you got the shit kicked out of you. Why would you want to claim to be bruised? Does that make any sense? No. Just like it doesn't make any sense to force us to fight them again. They bitch because we beat Talent Enhancers. Let's be real guys. You are Talent Enhancers! You aren't championship material! You are just here to make us look good and put on a quick show so we can get paid and you can get a morsel of the pay per view money. The truth of the matter is that you aren't real competition. You are no competition and you never will be anyone's competition. We are just simply better than you.
Sure some of you may think that it's real because we won due to a supposed technicality in our last match by pinning the wrong person but do you really think that the outcome will be different? Do you think we weren't going to beat them? Come on....we all know we were. Hell they haven't done anything since we beat them. They continue to flounder and try to get by on their looks and their supposed Olympic past. They're all talk and no walk when it comes to wrestling. So I have to ask again. Does that sound like real competition to you?
What about the stupid name they've given themselves? Red, White and Bruised. How does that make sense? Saying you are bruised only means you got the shit kicked out of you. Why would you want to claim to be bruised? Does that make any sense? No. Just like it doesn't make any sense to force us to fight them again. They bitch because we beat Talent Enhancers. Let's be real guys. You are Talent Enhancers! You aren't championship material! You are just here to make us look good and put on a quick show so we can get paid and you can get a morsel of the pay per view money. The truth of the matter is that you aren't real competition. You are no competition and you never will be anyone's competition. We are just simply better than you.