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Roleplay Boards => Archived Roleplays => Climax Control Archives => Topic started by: Blaque Hart on July 20, 2012, 04:55:31 PM
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(The scene opens up inside the home office of Blaque Hart Bruce Evans inside of Calgary Alberta Canada. We pan around getting different views of the office. Such as the many plaques and trophies upon the walls and shelves. As we zoom in on Bruce Evans he is layed back in his chair to the desk watching old S.C.W. footage. He's wearing black basketball shorts, a red BLAME AMERICA shirt and nike sandals with his hair pulled back in a ponytail. As the camera zooms in to get a glimpse of what he's watching, we can see that it's a match involving Wrestling's Bad Boy Matt Barnes. Bruce is laughing and shaking his head in disgust. He grabs a bottled water and takes a sip from it, then with a cocky grin on his face he looks directly into the camera and begins to speak)
BHBE: Are you kidding me? Seriously are you friggin' kidding me!?! This is who I have to face? This is the man that I will step into my ring with this Sunday at Climax Control? This kid right here? This punk right here? This good for nothing son of a bitch?
(Pausing and taking another sip of water, Bruce grabs the remote to the tv, and shuts it off)
BHBE: I mean come on now, really? This guy right here gets to get in the ring with greatness! With an ICON! A LEGEND! Does he know the importance of this match? Does he know that this is the only match in his entire career that really matters? Does he know who he's dealing with here? Now I know the boys up in the front office of Sin City Wrestling has it in for me. I know they dont like me. I know they don't like the way I speak my mind. The way I tell it how it really is. They hate the fact that I am on to their ways of how things work around here. I refuse to sit back and not say what I feel, and that is why they continue to hold me down. You know, I think they feel like Im a threat to the younger talent around here. They figure that they will hear me speak my mind and they will be currupted. Well ya know what boys, maybe they will, just maybe they will...
(Again Bruce pauses, looking over some paper work on his desk)
BHBE: So Matt Barnes is what you deal me this time? It's as if I'm in a game of 21 and you deal me a two and a three! It's worth nothing! It's going to take alot to get to that 21! You guys are feeding me the most irrelevant, curtain jerkers you can find back there, and you think it's funny dont ya? Well it's not. I've told you time and time again that I am sick and damn tired of being treated like crap around here. I am sick and damn tired of being held back because I am a Canadian! I am sick and damn tired of not being able to show my true potential as the Icon and Legend and Main Event that I am. But if you want me to continue to try and put over these "wrestlers" that you probably found and scouted through youtube, then dammit I guess I will!
(Bruce takes a deep breath, grabs the tv remote and flips it back on. More footage of Matt Barnes is being shown. Bruce continues to shake his head)
BHBE: Matt Barnes. Kid. I'll tell you this much. I don't know you. I mean I've seen you backstage a couple of times when you approached me asking for my autograph. Asking me to train you so you would become a better performer. Asking me if you could whipe the sweat off my face and if you could carry my bags to my car. But other than that I don't know you. As far as I am concerned you're some little boy trying to be a man. Trying to be a man in a business where if you ain't got what it takes, your ass is tossed in a matter of minutes. Well Matt. This Sunday when I arrive to that arena I will do you a favor. No I'm not going to lay there and let you pin me to advance your career. No I'm not going out there to put you over as the next big thing in this company, or this industry. I will though grant your wishes. I will let you whipe the sweat, what little of it there will be after I quickly beat you. Yes I will sign an autograph for you, and yes Matt yes I will let you carry my bags back to my car!
(With a grin on his face Bruce continues to watch footage of Matt Barnes)
BHBE: Matt. I know what an honor this must be for you. I know growing up you watched and idolized me and everything I ever did. You sat there in your little ran down home and dreamed and fantasized about what it would be like to one day be anything close to me. It's adorable. It really is. But didn't your mommy ever tell you that dreams don't always come true? I ain't Walt Disney and I ain't about to let you play. I am Blaque Hart Bruce Evans. The last ICON left in this industry. The only Legend in this company. The only one that even matters around here anymore. I'm sorry that it had to be you that they want me to face in my ring this weekend, but that's the way the ball rolls. Don't take it personal when we get out there and I make a fool out of you. Don't take it personal when we get in my ring and I give the world a training lesson in how you are really supposed to work that ring. Don't take it personal when after all is said and done that referee will be holding my hand high in victory. I mean after all, it's just the way I do things. It's how I roll. It's why I have all these plaques and all these trophies, and all these awards you see right here before you...
(Bruce turns the television back off as the camera pans around showing all the awards, plaques and trophies. Bruce unties his ponytail and with a serious look on his face continues)
BHBE: Sin City Wrestling. All of you. Each and everyone on the roster. In the back. In the office I don't give a damn. I am seriously talking to EVERYONE employed by this company. The time for games is over! No more being this nice legend you want me to be. No more putting the "younger talent" over to make you all look better. Yea I'm older then alot on the roster but I am done playing your cat and dog games. Starting this Sunday at Climax Control, starting with poor little Matt Barnes, the real and original Bruce Evans returns. I am going to make an example of you Matt. An example that the entire world will see. It's showtime boys, and me, I, Bruce Evans, I am in that lead role once again. Because I came back to this business for one thing and one thing only, and that my friends is that WORLD CHAMPIONSHIP! So take notes. Pay close attention. I am heading back down that road to glory. Back to where I belong. Back to where I should have never been taken away from. I don't care who you all think are the big shots around here. The main eventers. The number one contenders. The world champions. Bottom line is this, I am back in the game. I ain't here to play anymore, I am here to reign as the greatest to ever lace up a pair of boots. Sin City Wrestling... I am Bruce fucking Evans, and I approve this message!!!
(Bruce takes the remote, and throws it at the tv. Stands up and storms out of the room as we fade to black)