[Christian Underwood]

Please post all roleplays here! Have fun and good luck!

[Andrew]

I LOVE A STREET RIGHT MATCH

Narrator:  HI! Welcome to my opening comments concerning Bill Barnhart and his Street Fight match against Aiden Reynolds at Violent Conduct X. I know the full history of Bill Barnhart, and he explained to me what he was going to talk about today, so please sit down, grab a drink of your choice, and fasten your seat belt, as this is going to be one hell of a bumpy ride.

The scene shifts to a shot of The O2 Arena located at Peninsula Square in London, England in the United Kingdom. The camera pans around so we see the beauty of the venue, then the camera pans the street in front of the O2 Arena, then while the camera person is panning the area they get a camera shot of Bill Barnhart who is standing on the sidewalk in front of the O2 Arena. Bill looks into the camera and flashes a huge smile for the viewers.

BILL EXPLAINS TO AIDEN REYNOLDS, AND THE OTHER VIEWERS, WHY AIDEN CAN NEVER DEFEAT HIM

Bill:  I wish to thank the viewers for tuning in while I present comments to the loser of my match. . .Aiden Reynolds. . .as there is no chance in the Universe that Aiden can win our match. Now, Aiden, you probably think you are the bad ass of Sin City Wrestling but you are simply deceiving yourself. So, Aiden, please sit back and relax while I shove reality down your throat and make you gag on reality.

WHAT HAPPENED BETWEEN BILL AND HIS HALF-BROTHER CHRIS SHIPMAN?

Bill holds in finger up to the camera to indicate his first item he will present for the enlightenment of Aiden Reynolds.

Bill:  The first item for your enlightenment, Aiden, is the reality of my half-brother Chris Shipman. I worked with Shipman in several Wrestling Federations and Sin City Wrestling is where I finally put the closing curtain on him and he has never been seen again. Let me tell you what led to our horrible feud. Our mother was previously married to a man with the last name Shipman. It turned out that our mother found out that he was a serial killer so she divorced him and then she ended up marrying the father of me and my sister and his name was William Barnhart. Chris was pissed off because Mother treated me and our sister nicely but she treated Chris in a bad way because he reminded her of his father the serial killer. One day while I was playing with our sister something hit me from behind and all I remember was being knocked forward and I passed out. When I regained consciousness I saw Chris standing over the lifeless body of our sister and Chris looked at me and told me that I murdered our sister. He vowed to destroy me for what I did and yet I didn’t do anything to harm our sister. Even with his claims that I killed our sister the police arrested Chris and prosecuted him into prison for her death.

Bill pauses to take a drink of Classic Coke.

Bill:  Although Chris was arrested for the murder of our sister I had a feeling there was more going on than what we were told by the police. While I was searching around our house I found that there was a security camera mounted on the wall so that Mother could keep a record of what me, our sister, and Chris, were doing when she was not in the house. When I reviewed the security camera video I saw that since me and our sister didn’t want to play the games Chris wanted to play he came up behind me and hit me so hard that I passed out and on my way to dropping to the floor unconscious. In the video it is clear that Chris attacked me and when I passed our and toppled forward I bumped my sister on the way down. When I regained consciousness I looked over and saw Chris standing over the body of our sister and he tried to get me to believe that I killed her. However the security camera footage proved the entire incident was an unfortunate accident and that Chris should not be held guilty for her death.

Bill stops to drink more of his Classic Coke.

Bill:  I took the security camera video to the Court and they reversed the guilty charge against Chris for the death of our sister. Even though I got Chris released from Prison he promised to kill me for having him sent to Prison even though I was the one who got him released from Prison. Aiden I need you to get this information ingrained in your brain. Chris vowed to kill me and yet here I am still wrestling and now in Sin City Wrestling and yet Chris Shipman retired from wrestling and has not been seen for years. The son of a mass murderer retired and disappeared and nobody knows where he is at this time. So, Aiden, if Chris Shipman wasn’t able to destroy me then why in the hell do you think you can?

BILL RELATES HIS LONG HISTORY OF SATAN CHALLENGING HIM FOR HIS SOUL

Bill holds two fingers up to the camera to indicate the second item that will prove that Aiden Reynolds can never defeat him.

Bill:  Aiden I am sure you are familiar with the concept that Satan stalks the world looking for people so that he can scam them out of their souls for eternity. Well, Aiden, Satan tried that crap with me for decades and the last time Satan came to me to challenge me for my soul for eternity I was so pissed off I not only took his challenge again I also told the old piece of shit that when I win and defeat him then he can never challenge me for my soul again.

Bill glares deeply into the camera.

Bill:  Here is the history between me and Satan, Every year for decades Satan would come to me and challenge me for my soul so he could possess my soul for eternity. Every year I defeated his sorry ass but he kept coming back trying to cheat me out of my soul. I finally had enough of Satan’s bullshit so I told him this will be the last time he can challenge me for my soul. I told Satan that I will choose a dance competition and his Demon Minions can be the voting team to vote on the winner of the dance competition. Satan was so happy as he knew his minions would back him up and vote for him. If they voted for him to win then he would have my soul for eternity. If I win he would be permanently prohibited from ever challenging me for my soul again for eternity and Satan accepted the terms.

Bill glares deeply into the camera again.

Bill:  After we both performed our dance routines the Demon Minions got together and cast their votes. Guess what happened in the voting Aiden? I will let you think about that for a few moments before I give you the reveal. *short pause* There were one hundred Demon Minions on the voting team. Want to know what their votes were? Twenty of the Demon Minions voted for Satan to win the dance contest and eighty of them voted for me to win so that means I won the competition. Satan can never challenge me for my soul again for eternity as he made the agreement on that before our final contest.

Bill snarls into the camera.

Bill:  Aiden if Satan failed to take me out then where the hell would you get the idea that you can take me out? After you lose to me in our Street Right match at Violent Conduct X you may wish to retire from wrestling like Chris Shipman did and you might run off into obscurity like what happened to Satan.

Bill holds three fingers up to the camera to indicate the second item that will prove that Aiden Reynolds can never defeat him.

BILL RELATES AN INCIDENT HE HAD WITH A GANG OF MOTORCYCLE THUGS

Bill:  Stop shaking and crying Aiden. I only have one additional incident to relate to you and then your pain and suffering and cries of  nervousness will be temporarily over. My third, and final, incident I will relate to you, and prove to you, that I am one of the biggest bad-asses of all bad-asses who have ever lived. Sit back and enjoy this story of what happened.

Bill looks deeply into the camera as he presents the details of an incident that happened to him while he was traveling from one wrestling venue to the next wrestling venue.

Bill:  Aiden I want you to listen carefully to this incident. It happened around ten years ago but I am still the same tough ass-kicking person I was back then. This incident happened while I was serving in another Wrestling Federation but a situation like this could happen to anyone at any time at any location. Listen carefully as I am trying to educate you on who and what I really am and what I am capable of doing.

Bill flashes a huge grin into the camera.

Bill:  I was driving from one wrestling venue to the next wrestling venue. I was traveling in an area of California I don’t usually travel so I had to rely on GPS to help me get from one location to another. On this particular trip I decided to dress in business-casual attire rather than my normal casual attire of blue jeans and a pull-over shirt. While traveling through a very rural area I became hungry and I also needed to use the bathroom. When I came upon the first place available it was a run-down restaurant and a one-pump gas station. I didn’t want to risk driving more and missing a chance to eat and relieve myself so I pulled into their parking lot. I took note that there were about a dozen Motorcycles parked in the parking lot and they looked like Motorcycles you would expect Motorcycle gang members to ride. I felt I parked far enough away from the Motorcycles so as not to bump them and then I opened my car door and, unfortunately when I did, my car door bumped the Motorcycle next to my car. That Motorcycle fell over and knocked the next Motorcycle over and this continued until all one dozen Motorcycles were laying on the ground in the parking lot.

Bill smiles again into the camera.

Bill:   The Motorcycle gang members came out of the restaurant and threatened me for damaging their Motorcycles. I apologized to them and told them it was an unfortunate accident and that I would pay for their Motorcycles to get repaired. They decided that my apology was not going to be accepted by them so they decided to attack me. They didn’t realize who they were threatening so they had no idea what they were getting themselves into. I easily whupped their asses all over the parking lot and left them on the ground suffering from the beating I gave to all of them. Then the Motorcycle gang leader came out of the restaurant. He was a grizzly guy who made the actor Danny Trejo look like a nice and sweet Choir boy. He asked me what happened and I explained the unfortunate incident and that I offered to pay to have their Motorcycles repaired.

Bill smiles as he knows what is coming next.

Bill:  The Motorcycle gang leader asked mf if I was the one who single-handedly beat down all his Biker gang members and I admitted I did so but that it was in self-defense. He then asked me my name and I told him my name is BILL BARNHART and that I am a professional wrestler. He gave me a deep look and apologized that he didn’t recognize me as I was in business-casual attire but after he took a closer look at me he realize that I really was Bill Barnhart the professional wrestler. The Biker gang leader invited me to come inside the restaurant to have a meal on him. He then told her biker gang members to pick up their bikes and to stop threatening me.

Bill roars with loud laughter.

Bill:  Aiden I hear you state that you are the self-proclaimed savior of Sin City Wrestling. Well Aiden do you think that you are a tougher opponent than my half-brother Chris Shipman who I defeated and sent into retirement? Do you think that you are a tougher opponent than Satan who I also defeated? Aiden do you think you are tougher and more bad-ass than a dozen Motorcycle gang members who I easily destroyed? My gawd Aiden! Those people I faced are a hundred times more able to go up against me than you are. If they could not take me out then for damn sure you are doomed to have me destroy you in our match. Just bring your sorry ass to our match and the instant the bell rings I will be on you so hard that you will beg our Referee to stop the match and declare me the winner so that I will stop beating you down. Enjoy your freedom leading up to our match at Violent Conduct X as you will not have any enjoyment after I get done destroying you.

Bill informs the camera person that he is done with his comments for today. The camera person calls into the Network to inform them and they tell the camera person to cut their camera feed. When they cut the camera feed our screen goes dark.

[Aiden Reynolds]

Blame game

It had been a few weeks since the breakup. It was a breakup instigated by Aiden. He replayed all the moments going through his head wondering if he made the right decision. After all, while Florence had been controlling and tried to change him she had also been a stabilizing presence in his life. A presence that he now felt was absent. And breakups are hard even if you were the one who made the decision in the end to pull the plug that doesn’t matter. There is always that feeling of absence of emptiness of feeling that there was something there but it’s now empty.

And no matter what you do you always end up feeling hollow. For at least a short time the loneliness will creep in and no matter how much time you spend around other people the absence of that one person is always felt deeply. And that’s where we find ourselves now with Aiden. He takes a deep breath reaching out and grabbing a can of beer popping the top. He drinks it down and makes a face. He looks down at the label and rolls his eyes. Bud light.

He feels horrible, not because he’s drinking beer but because he’s drinking that beer. He lowered himself to that to drinking this horrible American bullshit. He finished the can dropping it on the floor, hearing the crumpling noise of aluminium. Other cans lay around him as he folded his arms over his chest. The door clicked and as it opened, he looked over to the side saying Dickie Watson step in. Another case of beer over Dickie’s shoulder as he stopped and looked at Aiden with a frown. ”Dude seriously?”

”What…”

Dickie put the case of beer down, folding his arms over his chest and throwing his keys behind him onto the table in one swift movement. He shook his head looking Aiden up and down. Aiden was still in excellent shape but he had definitely gotten softer around the midsection. Ingesting nothing but beer and pretzels will do that to a man. He sat up burping as he did and then farting as he stood up ”Classy…”

Aiden went to the pantry grabbing out a packet of chocolate-coated pretzels he popped them open and started eating ”Mate this is great. I’m finally starting to remember why I broke up with her. I can dowitiwnt” he stopped a handful of pretzels in his mouth as he ended his statement Dickie blinked a few times and shook his head trying to decipher what Aiden just said.

”Yeah, you definitely seem like you’re back to your old self. This isn’t troubling at all. You not going to the gym, sitting on the couch drinking beer, and eating pretzels all day long while watching Nickelodeon cartoons. You haven’t taken an independent booking since you left that apartment. Legit, I’m kind of worried about you, and not just because you’re basically living on my couch. I mean come on man how am I ever supposed to bring a chick back here?”

”You know any SHIELA‘s to bring back here”

Dickie paused a moment before folding his arms over his chest ”Well..no. But this isn’t about me. This is about you. Come on man this pathetic. It’s been three weeks. You’re the one who broke up with her. It’s time for you to get back out there. To enjoy your life man.”

Aiden popped open the case of beer chugging one down before letting out a rather large burp and throwing the can down with the rest of them ”I have a great life. I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

Dickie closed his eyes taking a deep breath as Aiden sat back down on the couch with another beer popping another pretzel in his mouth he took out his phone dialing it ”Hey Mrs Reynolds. Yeah, it’s sticky. How are things? That’s great hey so Aiden has something he wants to tell you.”

”Oi mate what the fu-“ Dickie straightaway hands Aiden the phone pressing it up to his ear ”Hi mum.. yeah. Yeah things are okay. Yeah, so I’m living at dickies because Florence and I broke up. Yes. I know she was a bitch. Yes, and I’ve never heard you use that word before, you’re kind of freaking me out Mum.” Aiden turned staring daggers at Dickie. He then mailed the words. “I’m going to kill you” as Dickie cackled maniacally in the background having forced Aiden to get off his ass and make a change.

Mans best friend

We open up our little area of the promo world with Dickie Watson stepping into the lounge room of his older brother Finn Whelan. The place where Aiden Reynolds and Kallie Reznik are currently staying. Dickie looks over at Callie with a confused look on his face.

”Uh why are we here? Did you get the same message I did?”

Kallie nods slowly sitting on the couch with her hands on her knees.

”Yeah… Aiden sent me this weird text just told me to come and sit down and wait.”

Dickie sat down the two of them staring ahead as a voice suddenly broke the silence.

”Quiet now, classes in session. I’m sure you’re wondering what we are going to be studying today class.”

Kallie and Dickie both sat there staring ahead confused as Aiden came into view. He wore black wingtip leather shoes, a pair of light brown dress pants, and a belt. A pair of black rimmed glasses that didn’t have any lenses in them and a tie wrapped around his neck but no shirt. Because of course, there’s no shirt. Because it’s fucking Aiden.

”Aiden what the fuck?”

Kallie giggled Aiden pulled down a screen and took a small click controller out of his pocket pressing a button. The projector behind them flicked on and a picture of a Bulldog appeared on the screen. Aiden took out his pointer and smacked it against the screen with a loud thud.

”This, class, is a Bulldog. More precisely it is an English Bulldog. Notice the furrow brow the tongue sticking out the side of the mouth the strong shoulders. This animal is not the best looking. It is not a pretty dog. It is not a particularly handsome dog. However, the Bulldog is a majestic creature. It is loyal, trustworthy, and fearless, it is an animal that will be loyal and your best friend to the very end. This animal exemplifies the purest form of the canine-human relationship. A Bulldog will lay its life down for you and will be nothing but a loving happy companion. These are qualities that anyone should strive to have in their lives. But these are also qualities that certain Bill Barnhart is lacking.”

“You see Bill likes to use the Bulldog moniker before his name as well as having a Bulldog as a pet. But he is not loyal, he is not fearless, he may have the furor brow and below average intelligence of a Bulldog but he does not have all of its best qualities. Hell, he may even smell like a Bulldog. And for all I know he humps Bea’s leg like most Bulldogs would do.”

“This man is not a Bulldog. This man is an overweight wannabe veteran who believes himself to be better than he really is. A man who has flaked his way into championship wins whether that is in the mixed tag team division all the roulette division. A man who has somehow been able to get away with pretending to be a professional wrestler for the better part of 15 years.”

“A man who along with his mail-order bride seems to have taken the wrestling world and molded it to fit their own horrible ideas of what it is meant to be. This class is not what exemplifies the courage and tenacity of the British Bulldog.”

Aiden turns again, slapping his pointer against the screen even harder.

”Oh…my…god…”

Dickie slowly rubs his temples Kallie on the other hand is just marvelling at how cute the picture of the Bulldog looks.

”Now there are many other things that Bill does not have in common with the noble and honorable British Bulldog. One he’s American. Automatically that takes him out of the running because he’s a filthy colonial.”

”But..Aiden so are you..”

”Silence! Miss Reznik, please see me after class you have detention”

Had jaw drops she fought her arms over her chest and stomped her feet on the ground huffing as she seems annoyed that Aiden actually gave her detention he then clicks the button in his hand the picture changing from a happy painting smiling Bulldog to that of a Bulldogs testicles.

”Now this is another reason why Bill is not like a Bulldog. Notice the size and girth of this dog's testicles. This dog has balls of steel. It will face anything. Bill on the other hand where Spandex and you don’t even see a goddamn lump. In fact, if Bill Barnard was a Roman soldier his name would be Sans Testikles”

Dickie shakes his head, bawling his hands into fists. He does everything he can not to laugh at that stupid joke but in the end, Dickie fails and can’t help but laugh he shakes his head looking at Aiden.

”I hate you. I want you to know that. Right now. I hate you.”

Aiden continues

”So, this man. Bulldog Bill Barnhart, is going to get into a street fight with me. A street fight. There is a saying it is not about the size of the dog in the fight. It’s about the size of the fight in the dog. And I look at a man like Bill Barnhart and I don’t see much fight left. For months he has stood there and talked about how he’s going to beat this person or that person and has shown little to no regard for the reality of the situation. I don’t think Bill knows what reality is.”

“Bill makes promises, he makes them to his wife. He makes them to his friends. He makes them to his fans. Well, both of his fans who are mentally damaged and currently sitting in a special hospital somewhere in Alabama. He makes promises to these people that he is going to win that he is going to be a champion that he is going to rise to the top of the professional wrestling world and in the end he does nothing.”

“In the end, Bill fails”

“So, at Violent conduct, he is going to be getting into a street fight with me. And I got some real dog in Me. But I don’t need some stupid moniker or nickname to make it seem like I have that kind of fight. All I have to do is go out to that ring and do everything that I possibly can to win. Despite everything that has happened my loss against your brother Finn Whelan, our world champion, my loss in that number one contenders match, all of this added together, there is one thing on this earth that I cannot do and that is lose to a fat pathetic fat loser like Bill Barnhart who makes promises that he can never keep and runs from the reality of his losses. I lose and I feel it in the very essence of my soul. He loses and tones up the next week and nothing happened not respecting the people who have beaten him not respecting the sanctity of this goddamn business.”

“That is why at violent conduct I am going to beat the reality in to Bill Barnhart”

[Aiden Reynolds]

Back in the saddle

Aiden had gotten a little softer around the midsection. He knew it, he felt it, he hated it. Of course softer and the midsection for Aidan was still pretty damn beefy. The Australian wolf is 6’1 and usually weighs between 205 and 215 pounds depending on if he decided to indulge in nachos or pizza that day. But, after Dickie had come back to the apartment and told Aidan off for laying around all day he decided to do something about it and for the last few weeks, he’d been making an effort to get to the gym and start eating better.

He took a few independent bookings going and setting the world alight with some great performances against some up-and-coming talent. But he still wasn’t back to his best. He still wasn’t completely over the break up but he was getting there. He was even starting to open up to all of the people that he was training with walking into the Wolfslair NYC gym he started to bond with everyone else there.

And while most people accepted Aidan for who he was, people like Alicia and Alex laughed at some of his jokes others like Austin James Mercer and Johanna Krieger both looked at him like he was growing a second head on his shoulder.

Austin, who had recently returned to the gym after losing his wife hadn’t been in the mood for anything. He worked out. He beat up a lot of the trainees and then he would go home. Everyone was worried about him and Aidan tried to stay away but he found himself in the room with Austin the two of them going from station to station doing squats bench presses and arm curls. Aiden even walkdc over and spotted for Austin on his bench presses his eyes widening as the large former SCW world champion pumped the weight off of his chest like a true pro.

”Mate, you’re a fuckin tank..” Austin stood up giving a small nod of appreciation to Aiden and his compliment. The outline start of a tattoo had been put onto Austin‘s body. He had recently cut his hair short going from long hair with no tattoos to shorter brown hair that was shaggy over his eyes and the outline starting of a tattoo on his chest arm and back.

”Thanks it’s honestly good to see you back in the gym putting in work. I saw you a few weeks ago. Finn‘s younger brother told us all that you were a little bit soft. And he wasn’t wrong. You were getting a little pudgy there, buddy.”

Aidan rolled his eyes and scoffed before wiping down the benchpress laying down. He grabbed hold of the weight that Austin had just lifted. Austin stood around the other side, lowering his hands as he decided to spot for Aidan. Aidan grabbed hold of the bar and with a loud grunt pushed up lifting the same amount of weight that Austin did he pulled it down to his chest. His entire body screaming at him not to be so incredibly stupid. Aidan then pushed slamming the bar back up in the air. He grunted pushing a second rep, then a third, and then a fourth Austin’s eyes widened as Aidan finally put the bar back up onto the bracket sitting up he waved out his arms and took a deep breath.

Austin raised his eyebrows impressed at what he was able to accomplish ”Alright I get it…” Austin offered up a small chuckle the two of them continuing their workout in silence. Aiden took a deep breath wanting to forge a bit of a connection with people that he was going to be working with. ”Hey Aus…” he walked over folding his arms over his chest ”Mate I know you and I aren’t really close and I also know that we don’t know each other too well but I just wanted to say I’m really sorry about what happened to Lisa”

There was an awkward silence between the two Austin slowly nodded and looked over at him ”Thanks…. I’m not gonna lie it’s been really hard. I mean you know what? It’s like losing someone.”

Aidens eyes widened, yes he had lost someone but this was different from Austin‘s loss. And then it hit him. Austin lost the love of his life in a horrible accident. The mother of his children was taken from him. And he was still here living his life trying his best. Even as he hid from everyone. Aidan took a deep breath smiling as he came to understand. The world was never going to just end because of this. ” Yeah. But not like you mate. You still come in and do everything you need to do. Me? I just kind of walled in self-pity it was a little pathetic when you think about it. But we both do the best we can right?”

Austin offered up a small smile nodding at Aidan as he walked away, offering up one final phrase to agree with the Australian star ”Fuckin eh…”

Headaches

”You know sometimes you have to get in the ring with someone and you end up feeling bad because after you hear them speak you realize that there’s not much going on in between the ears…”

Aiden folded his arms over his chest pacing around outside the same spot of the O2 arena that build decided to cut his promo.

”I had to stand there and listen to this incoherent rambling promo from an out-of-touch fat idiot. I mean I can’t really say anything. I stood there and cut a goddamn promo before I left to come over to Europe about how Bill isn’t like a bulldog. I was dressed as a teacher wearing a tie without a fucking shirt on I had my best friend and my wife sitting there helping me with the damn thing and afterward, I realized that it was stupid in its over complexity.”

“But you? I watched as you started running your mouth about everything from some made up feud with Satan to things that happened to family members to Demon minions all the way through to apparently how I am afraid of something and was shaking and crying?”

“Were you trying to cut a promo as Goth?”

“I think that maybe, just maybe you’ve gone off the deep end bill. I even re-watched it went through it in slow motion got someone to transcribe it. I read it back-and-forth and to my surprise, it made about as much sense as a Donald Trump rally speech. Now that I think about it, in my last promo, I shouldn’t have compared you and a bulldog and showed the differences between you too. I should’ve shown a picture of Trump and sat there and talked about the similarities between you too. It probably would’ve been more entertaining, but it would’ve got me fucking canceled.”

Aidan closes his eyes and takes a deep breath annoyed at the bullshit that he had to watch.

”Violent Conduct X, a night where almost every single match is going to be some sort of violent bloodbath. And as we hurt toward this supercar I was looking forward to a street fight where you and I would beat the hell out of each other and I could just do a few little fun things to make people laugh because that’s kind of what I like to do. But now I am in serious doubt as to whether or not you are mentally, capable enough to get in the ring. You blither on about things that make absolutely zero sense Bill.”

“You have some sort of early onset Alzheimer’s or something”

“The fact remains that you and I are about to get into the ring and have a street fight that could end up anywhere. We could finish it in the ring on the floor in the backstage area out in the fans. We could flood out onto the streets of London outside the O2.”

“We could even fight all the way down to the observatory or The Cutty Shark Tavern. I could use a nice cold beer while I beat the hell out of you.”

Aidan seems to be getting frustrated but from the side, we hear a voice, belonging to Dickie Watson who is enjoying his time in London.

”This is England. The beer is warm Aiden”

Aidan turns to his right throwing his hands in the air not having anything to say to Dickie because technically he’s right and he just disrupted his flow. He takes a deep breath and shakes his head refocusing on the task hand.

”We could fight and end the match anywhere Bill. And while I stand here actually talking about the match after breaking down who you are as a person and making fun of your entire existence as well as your mail-order bride and that silly little dog that you keep walking around, I have to ask what is it that you bring to the table? You took us down a winding messed up road that you called memory lane coming up with a whole bunch of random facts about people we don’t care about while talking about some packed with Satan and some battle that you two have been having for the last couple of years”

“That was by far the most infuriating few minutes of my life that I will never be able to get back. And in the beginning, I was just looking forward to having a crazy street fight. Will we throw shit at each other and end up doing dumb crap. But now, now I feel like I need to hurt you out of principle. I feel like I need to do something to you to knock some sense into that stupid somewhat elderly brain of yours.”

“Your stupidity, insults me and you being in the wrestling business is an insult to everyone who has ever put their bodies on the line or decided they wanted to do this as a career. Your continued existence in Sin City wrestling makes the entire product look like a joke and you belittle everything that the rest of us have accomplished. You are a stain on the wrestling business and you are something that should have been ejaculated into a condom or left as a stain on a motel mattress somewhere in Albuquerque New Mexico.”

Dickie again interrupts

”Oddly specific…”

”Unfortunately, I’m going to have to settle for just beating the crap out of you in front of everyone in London. And when I’m done, well then I can celebrate.”

[Andrew]

THERE IS NOWHERE FOR AIDEN REYNOLDS TO RUN AND HIDE FROM ME IN OUR STREET FIGHT MATCH

Narrator:  Just came off a video call with Bill Barnhart and the one comment I want to make concerning our call is BILL BARNHART IS AWESOME!!!

The scene shifts to hotel in London where Bill Barnhart, his wife Bea, and their friend Felix Hernandez, are staying for Violent Conduct X. Bill is the one with a match on this card. Bea is not scheduled for a match at this event but she will be attending Bill to his match while serving as his Manager. Bill and Bea asked Felix to join them in London even though he is not scheduled for a match at Violent Conduct X, because they didn’t want to have Felix travel back to Athens, Georgia, then have to return back on the tour after Violent Conduct X. The camera person sets up their camera and gets it focused on Bill, Bea, and Felix, as the three are sitting on a couch in the hotel room for them to present information concerning Bill’s Street Fight match against Aiden Reynolds. When the camera person informs them that the Network is now live broadcasting the three get ready to make comments on Bill’s match.

Bill:  Well, Aiden, we both had our say to end the first week leading up to Violent Conduct X. On a scale of 1 to 10, with ten being the best and 1 being the worst, I scored a 10 while you scored a 1 at best as you suck. Sorry that I had to be the bearer of bad news for you but when you suck. . .you suck…and there’s nothing you can do about that.

Felix:  Gee, Bill, don’t you think you are being overly hard on Aiden?

Bill:  Nope! If you coddle these wannabe nothings you just feed into their pathetic egos and then they tend to want more positive comments when all they really deserve is a kick in the ass and a punch in the face.

Bea:  Felix I have the same situation with the others in the Bombshell Division. Half of the Bombshells are worse than pathetic in the ring. Of the remaining fifty percent half of those remaining are good wrestlers. Then the remaining twenty five percent are great wrestlers. As for the Male wrestlers Aiden Reynolds is one of those locked in the basement and they deserve the term of Jobber.

Felix:  Okay that clears up a lot for me. I will hold my comments while you two talk about the match against Aiden. When you want to know my feedback just ask me and I will chime in.

Bill:  Aiden  you are doing the same thing so many wrestlers do and I am over here laughing at how pathetic you are. What you are doing is making comments that are senseless and based on nothing but your own opinions. One of the terms used to describe someone who is talking nonsense is that THEY ARE TALKING SHIT BUT THEY HAVE NO CLUE WHAT THEY ARE TALKING ABOUT.  And other term that can used on people like you is that THEY ARE TALKING SO MUCH SHIT NO WONDER THEIR BREATH STINKS! Yep! That’s you Aiden. Talking shit without an ounce of proof that what you are saying is true.

Bea:  I’ve said the same thing about many of the Bombshell wrestlers.

Bill:  Aiden there are several items usually associated with good luck. They include items such as a four-leaf clover. . .a shooting star. . .a pot of gold at the end of a rainbow. . .capturing a Leprechaun and forcing him to grant you a wish and some of his gold and other riches. . .a horseshoe. . .and several other items. Aiden you need to trust me that you can go out and search the Earth and obtain possession of all the items on the planet that are classified as good luck charms and still you will fail to defeat me. I don’t need luck to defeat you or anyone else. I proved that being a two-time Roulette Champion. In my eyes, Aiden, you are like a small bug who got squished when I stepped on the small bug and now they are useless to do anything about their demise and all I can do about it is to scrape you, the squashed bug, off my shoe.

Bea:  Wow, Bill, you are in sarcasm overdrive today.

Bill:  I have every right to be in sarcasm overdrive Bea. Now, Aiden, I need to get into some insulting, demeaning, in-your-face, comments so that you understand where you stand with me when it comes to hurling insulting, demeaning, and in-your-face comments at others. You said a lot of comments when you went on camera last week. I will not list the items you talked about during your air time because mentioning your comments might make you think that you actually said some items that actually made sense. There is nothing sensible or logical or honest about the lies you spewed forth. Everyone knows you are a failure as a wrestler. I mean, come on Aiden, a deaf person can hear how pathetic your comments are and a blind person can see how pathetic you are because that is how pathetic you are.

Felix:  Sorry to jump in your comments Bill but even though I am known to be an in-your-face wrestler who calls out the bullshit my opponents spew forth you far surpassed me in the ability to verbally slam-dunk an opponent.

Bill:  Thanks for nice comments Felix. Let me tell you something Aiden. I have been hearing rumors around the backstage area where people, including you, seem to think I am a coward and afraid to wrestle certain wrestlers. No, Aiden, I am not a coward and I will face anyone assigned to me, in any type of match, and at any location Management decides upon. Out of the millions of things on Earth that scare people, or that people are afraid of or have a phobia about those things, I have only one item that I have a fear of. What is that one item you ask? Ask all you want Aiden because I will not tell you what it is. Being one hundred percent honest with you I will publicly assure you that you are NOT the item I have a fear of. None of the wrestlers in Sin City Wrestling are the item I have a fear of. So you can continue to guess until the Sun burns out, if you want to, but you will not be able to figure out what the item is.

Bea:  Damn Bill! You are smoking hot!

Bill:  Aiden here are some things that are likely to happen during our Street Fight Match. Are you ready to hear some hard truths? Aiden if you run into a room I will chase you into the room, beat you down, and toss you out of the room. If you jump into a pit I will dive in and attack you with you having no way out of the pit. If you get on a subway train and try to escape from me I will throw you off the subway and beat you up inside the subway tunnel and platform. During our match there will be nowhere for you to run and get away from me. There is nowhere for you to hide where I cannot find you. YOU ARE DOOMED!!!

Bea:  I am enjoying your presentation today Bill. What will you talk about next?

Bill:  I will now talk about a few things as my closing comments and if Aiden Reynolds doesn’t fully understand the horrible situation he is in against me in our Street Fight match then that’s his fault for not listening to the truth. Aiden here are some things I don’t like. I don’t like going to a movie theater and having the other viewers ruin the movie by either talking too much or since they have seen the movie before they blurt out what is going to happen next. I hate dumb ass drivers who don’t follow the laws and they do reckless driving and cause other drivers who are following the laws and driving properly have to try hard to avoid accidents caused by the dumb ass drivers. I hate liars and I hate fake people. You, Aiden, are a LIAR and you are a FAKE person. I don’t take nicely to liars and fake people so that means I am coming into our match to destroy you and send you into early retirement from wrestling. Bea. . .Felix. . .is there anything you would would like to say before I close my comments for my match?

Felix:  Nope! Everything you said is clear and to the point.

Bea:  Same goes for me Bill. I wish I would run around during your match to keep close to the action between you and Aiden but I know that is not possible for Sin City Wrestling to factor into your match. So I will be watching your match with Aiden remotely and I will be cheering you on and so will Felix.

Bill:  Thanks for your closing comments Bea and Felix. Before I close my comments for today I wish to show an item to Aiden so that he will know what everyone thinks of the things he said about me leading up to our Street Fight Match. Aiden I have a friend in California who owns a Parrot and his Parrot loves watching wrestling. My friend sent me this short video of his Parrot making a comment after the Parrot listened to all your bullshit comments, lies, and your desperation knowing I am going to defeat you. My friend told me that his Parrot was so shocked at the stuff you said that this is what the Parrot responded with.

PLEASE CLICK THE LINK BELOW TO VIEW THE VIDEO

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lUVQz6_-vxc

When the Parrot video is done playing the camera shot returns to Bill Barnhart.

Bill:  Well, Aiden, even a Parrot knows you are full of crap and that you are running scared. Yes a Parrot knows you are pathetic. The fans know you are pathetic. A deaf person can hear how pathetic you are. A blind person can see how pathetic you are. With that said I am done with my comments for today. Aiden I will see you at Violent Conduct X for our Street Fight Match and I will destroy you quickly in our match.

Bill informs the camera person that he is done with his comments for today and the camera person cuts their camera feed and the scene goes dark.