Post by Bobby Rage on Jan 28, 2019 20:05:02 GMT -5
Rage is walking through his small 2 bedroom house which sits directly in the middle of Seattle, Washington. He is walking from one room to the next putting clothes into a small carry on type bag.
Bobby Rage: It looks like Camila is offering me a once in a lifetime opportunity for Monday Night Clash that in if I win the match I get a contract for Action Wrestling. Ha. I don't need a shot, or an opportunity, I just want someone to bruise, break and beat! Apollo that looks like it's you. You're going to be my first victim and I do mean victim because when I'm done with you, you're going to be broken so bad you won't wrestle for Action Wrestling ever again.
Rage takes some gym clothes and rolls them up stuffing them into the bag nice and tight.
Bobby Rage: I work out non stop. Look at me, Apollo. Hell, I want all of you to look at me, because what you're looking at is the biggest and the best that will ever wrestle in Action Wrestling. I love to throw mother fuckers around. I want to bruise all of you. I will break each and every one of you and take all of your Championships. You see there is no that does this like Bobby Rage and I will show you what violent acts of aggression are all about.
Rage zips up his bag.
Bobby Rage: Apollo, I will see you on Clash for my little message. My message is simple; I will break everyone who gets in my way. As soon as I break you, Apollo, I'll be marching to Camila Gonzalez office, signing the dotted line, and then tearing through this roster like a steak knife to a room temperature stick of butter.
Rage grabs his bag and walks towards the front door. The camera man backing up through the door and is now outside.
Bobby Rage: It's time for you to leave, bud, I don't want to make you my first victim.
Rage shuts the front door and the feed cuts out.
Bobby Rage: It looks like Camila is offering me a once in a lifetime opportunity for Monday Night Clash that in if I win the match I get a contract for Action Wrestling. Ha. I don't need a shot, or an opportunity, I just want someone to bruise, break and beat! Apollo that looks like it's you. You're going to be my first victim and I do mean victim because when I'm done with you, you're going to be broken so bad you won't wrestle for Action Wrestling ever again.
Rage takes some gym clothes and rolls them up stuffing them into the bag nice and tight.
Bobby Rage: I work out non stop. Look at me, Apollo. Hell, I want all of you to look at me, because what you're looking at is the biggest and the best that will ever wrestle in Action Wrestling. I love to throw mother fuckers around. I want to bruise all of you. I will break each and every one of you and take all of your Championships. You see there is no that does this like Bobby Rage and I will show you what violent acts of aggression are all about.
Rage zips up his bag.
Bobby Rage: Apollo, I will see you on Clash for my little message. My message is simple; I will break everyone who gets in my way. As soon as I break you, Apollo, I'll be marching to Camila Gonzalez office, signing the dotted line, and then tearing through this roster like a steak knife to a room temperature stick of butter.
Rage grabs his bag and walks towards the front door. The camera man backing up through the door and is now outside.
Bobby Rage: It's time for you to leave, bud, I don't want to make you my first victim.
Rage shuts the front door and the feed cuts out.