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Apr 10, 2019 7:59:05 GMT -5
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Post by T.F.K. on Apr 10, 2019 7:59:05 GMT -5
4/8/19
Monday Night Clash Opening segment
In gorilla TFK wears his dark blue Armani suit with a pair of red Beats by Dre headsets on, he stands looking over the set of screens in front of him that's showcasing the action in the ring.
(TFK)
Cue up Jared's verbal barrage and can we silence the added in fan reactions please!
Jared has the microphone and is in the middle of the ring, the crowd is going over-the-top in an attempt to prevent him from speaking. He scowls, a harsh tone rising in his voice.
Jared Holmes: Shut the fuck up. Your champion has something to say.
(TFK)
Great delivery, great delivery…
Ryan cracks a smile at this, nodding.
(TFK)
A perfect shot of the million dollar smirk from Ryan, thank you camera monkeys.
He takes the microphone from Jared, egging the crowd into going even wilder. He waits, allowing them to tire themselves out. Eventually, they stop, an eerie silence filling the arena as they wait on their champions words.
Ryan Lockhart: Let’s get one thing clear. From here on, this is how it will be every time I decide to grace you all with my presence. Silence. Pure, beautiful silence. You can boo me all you like - but the fact is that this is where we are. With me. Your World. Heavyweight. Champion. Live with it, embrace it, and fuckin’ love it. It’s all you’re going to be seeing for a long, long time.
(TFK)
Great shit Ryan, really dig into the fans in attendance and the millions watching at home… Let their hate fuel though, brother...
Jeers and insults hurled at Ryan from the crowd. He shrugs them off, not allowing them to interfere with his promotion.
Ryan Lockhart: Unlike what you all may think, I haven’t been backed into a corner by Camila. I’m not desperate. I’m the best fuckin’ wrestler alive and I’m about to prove that yet again when I pimp slap three of The Guardians into obscurity.
(TFK)
Brilliant line, brilliant line… Best thing since Kevin Bishop's “Not My Guardians” campaign.
He smiles.
Ryan Lockhart: This is a story we’ve played out time and time again. You threw #FightSmart at me, I eviscerated them to the point Lincoln packed his bags and left. You threw the best of the best at me in the All-In match, and I crushed their fuckin’ dreams and walked away with a guaranteed World Title reign.
(TFK)
Ouch, truth hurts the most when delivered on a stage…
He pauses.
Ryan Lockhart: You fans… your respect and adoration for people comes and goes at a whim. What may be the best thing going at one moment will become a forgotten memory the moment they suffer that one big loss, or take that one little break. But me?
(TFK)
Alright man, bring us home here…
He shakes his head.
Ryan Lockhart: I’ve been a constant here since I arrived. You loved me, you now hate me. But one thing that has remained the same? You’ve all feared me, same as everyone in that fuckin’ locker room. I don’t lose. I never come out of a match looking weak, timid or afraid. I’m the fuckin’ man, and you’re all just living in a World that I’ve now taken complete, total, uncontested control of.
(TFK)
Strong World champion words there, can we get a shot if the belt dammit?!
He pats the World TItle on his waist.
(TFK)
Thank you.
Ryan Lockhart: Tonight, I don’t defend my title, but I defend my pride and honor. You may think I have the odds stacked against me… but I’m gonna fuckin’ annihilate The Guardians tonight. I don’t need #BeachKrew to interfere.
(TFK)
Bare witness to YOUR FIGHTING CHAMPION!
Ryan Lockhart: I’ve gotten this far on my own, and it’s gonna stay that way. I am my own man, and I secured this title and have defended it with my two hands, even if you people may have other ignorants thoughts to add to the matter.
His brow furrows.
Ryan Lockhart: And next week? I defend my title not once, but twice. It will be glorious, and after I’m done? There will be no more doubt. There won’t be any “you needed Wade to guide you to the top”, there won’t be any “you needed Jared and Pasternak to interfere”, there won’t be any “you cashed-in like a coward to win your belt”. All of that will be put to bed… when I bring an end to the World Title as we know it. Because after I’m done? There won’t be any challengers remaining. There won’t be anyone willing to step to me and contest for this belt. After Clash of Champions is through, I will sit at a 30-2 record and be hailed as the GREATEST to ever do it. Bar none.
(TFK)
Money, Ryan is fucking money!
He looks over to Jared, smile playing at his lips.
Ryan Lockhart: And after that’s all done… we move onto better things.
(TFK)
This is the beginning of a brilliant movie to come boys… Drink that shit IN, maaaannnn.
Jared nods in agreement. The crowd seems confused, but boo nonetheless. Ryan dumps the microphone onto the ground, his music playing once more.
(TFK)
End scene...
Monday Night Clash Opening segment
In gorilla TFK wears his dark blue Armani suit with a pair of red Beats by Dre headsets on, he stands looking over the set of screens in front of him that's showcasing the action in the ring.
(TFK)
Cue up Jared's verbal barrage and can we silence the added in fan reactions please!
Jared has the microphone and is in the middle of the ring, the crowd is going over-the-top in an attempt to prevent him from speaking. He scowls, a harsh tone rising in his voice.
Jared Holmes: Shut the fuck up. Your champion has something to say.
(TFK)
Great delivery, great delivery…
Ryan cracks a smile at this, nodding.
(TFK)
A perfect shot of the million dollar smirk from Ryan, thank you camera monkeys.
He takes the microphone from Jared, egging the crowd into going even wilder. He waits, allowing them to tire themselves out. Eventually, they stop, an eerie silence filling the arena as they wait on their champions words.
Ryan Lockhart: Let’s get one thing clear. From here on, this is how it will be every time I decide to grace you all with my presence. Silence. Pure, beautiful silence. You can boo me all you like - but the fact is that this is where we are. With me. Your World. Heavyweight. Champion. Live with it, embrace it, and fuckin’ love it. It’s all you’re going to be seeing for a long, long time.
(TFK)
Great shit Ryan, really dig into the fans in attendance and the millions watching at home… Let their hate fuel though, brother...
Jeers and insults hurled at Ryan from the crowd. He shrugs them off, not allowing them to interfere with his promotion.
Ryan Lockhart: Unlike what you all may think, I haven’t been backed into a corner by Camila. I’m not desperate. I’m the best fuckin’ wrestler alive and I’m about to prove that yet again when I pimp slap three of The Guardians into obscurity.
(TFK)
Brilliant line, brilliant line… Best thing since Kevin Bishop's “Not My Guardians” campaign.
He smiles.
Ryan Lockhart: This is a story we’ve played out time and time again. You threw #FightSmart at me, I eviscerated them to the point Lincoln packed his bags and left. You threw the best of the best at me in the All-In match, and I crushed their fuckin’ dreams and walked away with a guaranteed World Title reign.
(TFK)
Ouch, truth hurts the most when delivered on a stage…
He pauses.
Ryan Lockhart: You fans… your respect and adoration for people comes and goes at a whim. What may be the best thing going at one moment will become a forgotten memory the moment they suffer that one big loss, or take that one little break. But me?
(TFK)
Alright man, bring us home here…
He shakes his head.
Ryan Lockhart: I’ve been a constant here since I arrived. You loved me, you now hate me. But one thing that has remained the same? You’ve all feared me, same as everyone in that fuckin’ locker room. I don’t lose. I never come out of a match looking weak, timid or afraid. I’m the fuckin’ man, and you’re all just living in a World that I’ve now taken complete, total, uncontested control of.
(TFK)
Strong World champion words there, can we get a shot if the belt dammit?!
He pats the World TItle on his waist.
(TFK)
Thank you.
Ryan Lockhart: Tonight, I don’t defend my title, but I defend my pride and honor. You may think I have the odds stacked against me… but I’m gonna fuckin’ annihilate The Guardians tonight. I don’t need #BeachKrew to interfere.
(TFK)
Bare witness to YOUR FIGHTING CHAMPION!
Ryan Lockhart: I’ve gotten this far on my own, and it’s gonna stay that way. I am my own man, and I secured this title and have defended it with my two hands, even if you people may have other ignorants thoughts to add to the matter.
His brow furrows.
Ryan Lockhart: And next week? I defend my title not once, but twice. It will be glorious, and after I’m done? There will be no more doubt. There won’t be any “you needed Wade to guide you to the top”, there won’t be any “you needed Jared and Pasternak to interfere”, there won’t be any “you cashed-in like a coward to win your belt”. All of that will be put to bed… when I bring an end to the World Title as we know it. Because after I’m done? There won’t be any challengers remaining. There won’t be anyone willing to step to me and contest for this belt. After Clash of Champions is through, I will sit at a 30-2 record and be hailed as the GREATEST to ever do it. Bar none.
(TFK)
Money, Ryan is fucking money!
He looks over to Jared, smile playing at his lips.
Ryan Lockhart: And after that’s all done… we move onto better things.
(TFK)
This is the beginning of a brilliant movie to come boys… Drink that shit IN, maaaannnn.
Jared nods in agreement. The crowd seems confused, but boo nonetheless. Ryan dumps the microphone onto the ground, his music playing once more.
(TFK)
End scene...