Retirement Announcement !!Spoiler Warning!!
Jun 10, 2019 16:36:55 GMT -5
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Post by Deleted on Jun 10, 2019 16:36:55 GMT -5
Open to a backstage area where a shirtless Hippo Harry Diderot sits with an ice pack on his shoulder.
"Action Wres'lan... Dat gd Dub... How y'all doing? Me, well, ain' do'an so hot. When I came back to this company, mane, seen them stars in my damn like lil Harry did watch'an them ol' promotions on TV. When I done told myself, 'Harry, you gonna be one of dem boys. Make dat dough an' be the big shot A-Town ain' evah seen. The day ya daddy got his wings."
He chokes on the emotion.
"Nick, Walter, ya boys done good today. Proud to be in dat ring. Put my body on the line strut'an like a number one stunner. Ready for anything this world throw at ya boi. An you know da Hippo always ready to throw down too. But Father Time, shit mane, he still undefeated. He's the James Brown of acquisition, throwing off them death robes to put them all down. Don' matter how you fight. Don' who you done whooped day before. FT gonna lay you out one day or anudder. We just playing 'round to he come ta collect yo deflated ass."
Harry adjust the camera to close up on his face.
"Ush'erd a new era in UCI. Brought dat sexy back to A-Dub. But my guest track 'bout done, an' yo daddy ready to make his final bow. So Imma announce this with all my heart, y'all. Hippo Harry gonna retire at next month's PPV. Be there A-Dub fam 'cause me an' Richie Rich, ya big boi Gravy n' Grits, gonna burn up dat bitch one last time. Enjoy the show... and may da ATL rise again. Peace out!"
Before he shuts off the camera, something overcomes him.
"One more thing, fam. I was wrong an' I apologize for my ways dese las' few weeks. Done turned my fat ass on the da peoples. Ain' no excuse for what I done. So lemme share the knowledge my new friend told me: We gotta accept our place but do it with ya head high. Don' give bad peoples ammo. Don' give haters they stage. Mane, ya jus' gotta be the gangsta on the block you from. Don' forget from whence ya came, cause the death of a man only as good as the name he lived. Be an all-star, not some whack ass AI on a mission for one. Be that hero for all. Now, let's get that shit done. Hippo out."
As he mic drops, Big John Frost makes a cameo on screen with a bottle of Maker's Mark. Hippo gives him a hand shake w/ a bro grab before shutting the screen off.
-End broadcast (OOC: Retirement will happen at Carnage.)
"Action Wres'lan... Dat gd Dub... How y'all doing? Me, well, ain' do'an so hot. When I came back to this company, mane, seen them stars in my damn like lil Harry did watch'an them ol' promotions on TV. When I done told myself, 'Harry, you gonna be one of dem boys. Make dat dough an' be the big shot A-Town ain' evah seen. The day ya daddy got his wings."
He chokes on the emotion.
"Nick, Walter, ya boys done good today. Proud to be in dat ring. Put my body on the line strut'an like a number one stunner. Ready for anything this world throw at ya boi. An you know da Hippo always ready to throw down too. But Father Time, shit mane, he still undefeated. He's the James Brown of acquisition, throwing off them death robes to put them all down. Don' matter how you fight. Don' who you done whooped day before. FT gonna lay you out one day or anudder. We just playing 'round to he come ta collect yo deflated ass."
Harry adjust the camera to close up on his face.
"Ush'erd a new era in UCI. Brought dat sexy back to A-Dub. But my guest track 'bout done, an' yo daddy ready to make his final bow. So Imma announce this with all my heart, y'all. Hippo Harry gonna retire at next month's PPV. Be there A-Dub fam 'cause me an' Richie Rich, ya big boi Gravy n' Grits, gonna burn up dat bitch one last time. Enjoy the show... and may da ATL rise again. Peace out!"
Before he shuts off the camera, something overcomes him.
"One more thing, fam. I was wrong an' I apologize for my ways dese las' few weeks. Done turned my fat ass on the da peoples. Ain' no excuse for what I done. So lemme share the knowledge my new friend told me: We gotta accept our place but do it with ya head high. Don' give bad peoples ammo. Don' give haters they stage. Mane, ya jus' gotta be the gangsta on the block you from. Don' forget from whence ya came, cause the death of a man only as good as the name he lived. Be an all-star, not some whack ass AI on a mission for one. Be that hero for all. Now, let's get that shit done. Hippo out."
As he mic drops, Big John Frost makes a cameo on screen with a bottle of Maker's Mark. Hippo gives him a hand shake w/ a bro grab before shutting the screen off.
-End broadcast (OOC: Retirement will happen at Carnage.)