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Day's Never Finished
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Topic Started: Nov 4 2012, 05:35 PM (104 Views)
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Bombtrack
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Nov 4 2012, 05:35 PM
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[The scene opens to an immense pile of sand. The weather was awful last week with non-stop rain making the sand wet and heavy. Bombtrack is oddly dressed up as the construction worker from the Village People complete with the white helmet and a fake thick black moustache. BT has a shovel and is filling a bag with the wet, heavy sand. From the wall that he’s built it seems like Bombtrack has been filling sandbags for quite some time.]
Bombtrack Day's never finished... Master's got me working... someday Master set me free!
[BT fills another bag with sand while singing the incredibly racist song. It must be nice to live in complete ignorance the way that Bombtrack does. He’s completely oblivious at how offensive the song is yet is having a blast belting it out.]
Bombtrack Day's never finished... Master's got me working... someday Master set me free!
[He finishes filling the bag, ties it up and adds it to his wall. Just like the other bags of sand he’s filled, this one isn’t filled to the brim and has a hole in it so the sand is leaking out.]
Bombtrack I really suck at this sandbagging thing. How can you blame me though? This is my cherry popping sandbagging experience so how can I be expected to be good at it? It’s not like there’s sandbagging porn to learn from so you’re not totally lame the first time you do it. Even if there was sandbagging porn it wouldn’t exactly be 100% accurate. No bag wants sand blown all over its face and that same bag certainly doesn’t want to be filled from the exit only door on a regular basis. I tried to call James Stall for sandbagging advice, but he didn’t return my call until the last moment... Ba doom ching.
All joking aside, I must say that I hate waiting until the last moment to get something done. When you procrastinate and leave things to the last second the work suffers. You start to panic and get the feeling like your back is up against the wall. I realize that some people thrive when their backs are up against a wall, but regardless if they thrive or not, the final product just won’t be as crisp. Look at my sandbags so far.
[The camera zooms in on Bombtrack’s chest.]
Bombtrack Wise guy. Those sandbags.
[The camera focus’ on Bombtrack’s very poorly filled sandbag wall.]
Bombtrack Look at that mess! I clearly don’t know how to sandbag properly. I feel so out of my element doing this. I pride myself on putting my best foot forward in everything that I do. The fact that I’m here filling these bags of sand is not only insulting to NEWera, but feels like a personal attack against my opponent. Like he wasn’t important enough to give my full attention to. Believe me Romeo, this is not the case this week. I assure you that this is an isolated incident and will never happen again. I have a tremendous amount of respect for you RoRo and you deserve better than this wall of half assed sandbags.
I listened to your interview with Rebecca Black and you have every reason to keep your eyes on me. I was a very different person that only time I met Rebecca and just like this wall of sandbags it was an isolated incident. Rebecca, if you’re listening I want you to know that I’m truly sorry for the horrific words I spoke to you when we met. Words that I have prayed for forgiveness for speaking. I don’t deserve your forgiveness Rebecca, but I will still ask it of you. I may have gone to a dark place in my war with Nightmare, but my heart is still pure and my apology is sincere. You have no reason to fear me anymore Rebecca. The big bad wolf has been tamed.
[BT begins to fill another bag of sand.]
Bombtrack Romeo you are a wise man and a fantastic analyst. ESPN would be wise to offer you a job for your spot on analysis of me. As an “old man” my body is still hurting from my match against Nightmare at Fear Itself. We battered each other with glass, steel, wood and barbed wire so why wouldn’t I be beat up still? But to even suggest my pains and aches will affect my in-ring performance is insulting RoRo. Playing through the pain is something I’ve done my entire career just like you. We both knew the physical toll that professional wrestling takes on body after our first day of training. This is our life Romeo and we love doing it.
Once that bell rings all the aches and pain this old body is feeling immediately disappear. It’s almost like I’m immune to pain between the bell ringing to start the match and the bell ringing to end the match. The time in-between those two noises is a very special time for a professional wrestler. Everything disappears and it’s only you, your opponent and the referee. Fear Itself doesn’t play a factor, your emotional state of mind doesn’t play a factor and there’s no excuses. NEW TV isn’t a fresher Romeo Stylez versus a beat-up Bombtrack. It’s a new day and a new match. Our past encounter doesn’t mean a thing. The past has made us who we are, the future decides who we will be and the present is a blank canvas.
[Bombtrack tosses the bag of sand to the side and jams the shovel into the pile of sand.]
Bombtrack A shot at NEW’s World Championship is on the line and I know that’s the furthest thing from either of our thoughts. We each have matters to attend to that do not involve the World Championship and there’s nothing wrong with that. There are a lot of very talented and deserving people that can have that shot so I guess this match is really just a matter of mutual respect between two guys that love a good old fashioned roller disco party. If that’s how you want this to be Romeo then that’s just fine with me. Let’s go out there, entertain our fans and then we’ll hook up the XBOX and play some Madden, what do you say?
I apologize that this isn’t my greatest piece of work, but I will give you everything that I have inside the ring when that magical bell rings. I love you Romeo Stylez because you’re one of the good ones. You have a good heart and you’re a very generous man. That’s why I’m certain you won’t mind if I’m the Tampa Bay Buccaneers when we play Madden after our match on NEW TV. Right?
[The scene fades to black.]
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