Post by SHIMADA on May 25, 2015 13:49:05 GMT -5
I ain't playing man. This ain't no game."
The unrecognizable deep voice of a man reverberated through the room as the camera faded into the scene. The room was dimly lit, the light source coming from the moonlight which managed to sneak through the mini-blinds. The viewers can see the outline of the room and can tell that the room is of reasonable size, not too big however not too small. Situated in the middle of the room was an armchair with a figure sitting on it, glaring at the camera, his face unrecognizable due to the poor lighting.
"Lions Den ain't gonna know what's hit em."
The man stated with confidence, chuckling after he finished his sentence as suddenly a light bulb from above him flickered on and and shone against him. The man was in fact the self proclaimed Pimpin Master, Robbie Black.
"I dont know if any of y'all know me. Ive been around long enough so really you should. And if you don't, then y'all are crazy and should really reconsider your life."
He paused, allowing himself some time to contemplate what to say next. He was dressed in a dark grey suit and suit, smart shoes and shades which covered his eyes. He smirked at the camera, his smirk indicating what sort of character he was as he cockily continued.
"My name is Robbie Black and a few weeks back I put pen to paper to signing a contract for FGA's development brand: Lions Den. I've been a while for a while now, like I said earlier, so y'all are probably wondering what the hell is someone like me doing on a development brand, am I right? I mean look at me, I'm sexy, I'm young and I'm amazingly talented!"
Once again he paused with his eyes fixated on the camera.
"I should be competing with the likes of the sexy Cordy Stevenson, y'know, and Dom Harter and all those other assholes! I should be! But I decided not to, I decided to start from the bottom of the food chain and climb to the top!"
He pointed upwards, with a grin from ear to ear - his teeth glistening.
"Im'a start here with my first competitive match coming at New Generation in a fatal four way match! Dayumm! I am excited, I gotta say to y'all! I'm excited because I have the chance to prove to the world that Robbie Black os the real deal. But I ain't gonna lie to y'all, I understand that y'all probably don't think I'ma walk out of this match the victor.
But I ain't surprised, because I've been doubted my whole life! I'm the kid who was doubted at school! The kid who was doubted at work! But there's only one place, and thats the bedroom, if y'all know what I'm saying!"
Cheekily, he winked at the camera before he continued.
"My opponents probably ain't taking me seriously, real talk! Ive already tried to hit on Katie, she's fine I must add - but that dont mean I ain't gonna bring her down a notch! In this match, she ain't nothing but a hoe who is getting in my way! Outside the ring, she's a lovely girl with great personality, a real princess and shit.
Then you got that Butcher fellow who thinks he is the shit and dont deserve to be in a match like this. Who does that asshole think he is?!"
He questioned, rather hypocritically.
"Dayum! Open your eyes man, you ain't shit! Im'a give you the beating you deserve son, cause you deserve it. I saw what you had to say. Coming up in here, acting all high and mighty when it actual fact, youre just mediocre like the rest of em."
He smirked arrogantly.
"Then we got that other bitch who ain't even worth mentioning. Like seriously, who the hell is this thot!? I ain't gonna underestimate her but I am going to treat her like I would treat any of my other opponents, like garbage. So yeah, New Generation is gonna mark my debut here in the LDFC. And I promise y'all, you ain't gonna forget it! Peace!"
He clasped his hands together and whilst doing so, the cameras faded to black.
The unrecognizable deep voice of a man reverberated through the room as the camera faded into the scene. The room was dimly lit, the light source coming from the moonlight which managed to sneak through the mini-blinds. The viewers can see the outline of the room and can tell that the room is of reasonable size, not too big however not too small. Situated in the middle of the room was an armchair with a figure sitting on it, glaring at the camera, his face unrecognizable due to the poor lighting.
"Lions Den ain't gonna know what's hit em."
The man stated with confidence, chuckling after he finished his sentence as suddenly a light bulb from above him flickered on and and shone against him. The man was in fact the self proclaimed Pimpin Master, Robbie Black.
"I dont know if any of y'all know me. Ive been around long enough so really you should. And if you don't, then y'all are crazy and should really reconsider your life."
He paused, allowing himself some time to contemplate what to say next. He was dressed in a dark grey suit and suit, smart shoes and shades which covered his eyes. He smirked at the camera, his smirk indicating what sort of character he was as he cockily continued.
"My name is Robbie Black and a few weeks back I put pen to paper to signing a contract for FGA's development brand: Lions Den. I've been a while for a while now, like I said earlier, so y'all are probably wondering what the hell is someone like me doing on a development brand, am I right? I mean look at me, I'm sexy, I'm young and I'm amazingly talented!"
Once again he paused with his eyes fixated on the camera.
"I should be competing with the likes of the sexy Cordy Stevenson, y'know, and Dom Harter and all those other assholes! I should be! But I decided not to, I decided to start from the bottom of the food chain and climb to the top!"
He pointed upwards, with a grin from ear to ear - his teeth glistening.
"Im'a start here with my first competitive match coming at New Generation in a fatal four way match! Dayumm! I am excited, I gotta say to y'all! I'm excited because I have the chance to prove to the world that Robbie Black os the real deal. But I ain't gonna lie to y'all, I understand that y'all probably don't think I'ma walk out of this match the victor.
But I ain't surprised, because I've been doubted my whole life! I'm the kid who was doubted at school! The kid who was doubted at work! But there's only one place, and thats the bedroom, if y'all know what I'm saying!"
Cheekily, he winked at the camera before he continued.
"My opponents probably ain't taking me seriously, real talk! Ive already tried to hit on Katie, she's fine I must add - but that dont mean I ain't gonna bring her down a notch! In this match, she ain't nothing but a hoe who is getting in my way! Outside the ring, she's a lovely girl with great personality, a real princess and shit.
Then you got that Butcher fellow who thinks he is the shit and dont deserve to be in a match like this. Who does that asshole think he is?!"
He questioned, rather hypocritically.
"Dayum! Open your eyes man, you ain't shit! Im'a give you the beating you deserve son, cause you deserve it. I saw what you had to say. Coming up in here, acting all high and mighty when it actual fact, youre just mediocre like the rest of em."
He smirked arrogantly.
"Then we got that other bitch who ain't even worth mentioning. Like seriously, who the hell is this thot!? I ain't gonna underestimate her but I am going to treat her like I would treat any of my other opponents, like garbage. So yeah, New Generation is gonna mark my debut here in the LDFC. And I promise y'all, you ain't gonna forget it! Peace!"
He clasped his hands together and whilst doing so, the cameras faded to black.