Post by "Rockstar" Willie Bard on Jul 18, 2006 0:35:36 GMT -5
(We see Willie Bard, sitting on his computer, reading over an email he just wrote)
Bard - Dear Sergio,
How ya been man? I'm starting to miss Mexico. If you're asking why, it's cause the chicks are hotter and the guys are easier to beat. Ha ha. Seriously, there was this guy, Deamon Cohln. He's literally an inch too tall to be a legal midget. Yet, he beat me, 1-2-3. Unfortunately, he grabbed my tights. Cheater cheater...
(Bard smiles at his own joke)
Bard - ...but I'm gonna ask Hudson for a rematch. I have to meet him anyway... The reason I emailed you is because I wanted to invite you, next week, to the Asylum to watch my show. I'll have to get back to you for where it's at, but I'd like to see you there. I'm sure I could get you backstage or something. Anyway, I've got to run. The HWF cameraman is here. I've got to cut a promo. You know how it goes. Hit me back soon.
Willie.
(Willie nods, hits send and waits for it to load. When it finishes, he grabs a hairbrush and begins to brush his dirty blonde locks of hair. When he finishes he asks the cameraman...)
Bard - How much time?
Cameraman - I've been filming this whole time.
Bard - Really? Ok. Just count me down anyway...
Cameraman - Ok, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1. Go Willie.
Bard - Hello. My name is Willie Bard. Excuse me, "Rockstar" Willie Bard. Last week, at Lockdown in Atlanta, I was screwed. Cheated. Bamboozled. I also lost. Deamon Cohln, while the ref's back was turned. That's right. A loss. My 2nd since becoming a full time wrestler. Both were for titles.
(Bard cracks his neck)
Bard - But, that was the past. This is the present. And on Thursday. I will face....
(sighs)
Bard - Ez Punk. I don't understand. We face off so many times. Yet I always seem to get the win. ALWAYS! But, no matter. As the captain of Team Bard, I do need to set a good example for my team. And I will set a good example. Ez Punk, we've been through this many times. Tag Team, singles action, Entrapment Matches, somehow, someway, I seem to get the victory, or in the case of the Entrapment Match, you don't win. So, I will see you on Thursday. It will be interesting to see what you bring to the ring. But, one Rockin' Out Loud, and it'll be all over. Thursday on Lockdown, you will be feeling the sting of defeat. And I will be one step closer to leading my team, which consists of your partner, by the way, to victory in the Omega Trials. Once more, Willie Bard will get the 1-2-3 over a member of the Punks of Hardcore.
(Bard smiles, and the cameraman yells...)
Cameraman - CUT! Good job Willie. Now can I go home. It's ten at night and I have a date.
Bard - Yeah ok. Later man.
(The camera leaves Bard's apartment and the scene fades to black)
Bard - Dear Sergio,
How ya been man? I'm starting to miss Mexico. If you're asking why, it's cause the chicks are hotter and the guys are easier to beat. Ha ha. Seriously, there was this guy, Deamon Cohln. He's literally an inch too tall to be a legal midget. Yet, he beat me, 1-2-3. Unfortunately, he grabbed my tights. Cheater cheater...
(Bard smiles at his own joke)
Bard - ...but I'm gonna ask Hudson for a rematch. I have to meet him anyway... The reason I emailed you is because I wanted to invite you, next week, to the Asylum to watch my show. I'll have to get back to you for where it's at, but I'd like to see you there. I'm sure I could get you backstage or something. Anyway, I've got to run. The HWF cameraman is here. I've got to cut a promo. You know how it goes. Hit me back soon.
Willie.
(Willie nods, hits send and waits for it to load. When it finishes, he grabs a hairbrush and begins to brush his dirty blonde locks of hair. When he finishes he asks the cameraman...)
Bard - How much time?
Cameraman - I've been filming this whole time.
Bard - Really? Ok. Just count me down anyway...
Cameraman - Ok, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1. Go Willie.
Bard - Hello. My name is Willie Bard. Excuse me, "Rockstar" Willie Bard. Last week, at Lockdown in Atlanta, I was screwed. Cheated. Bamboozled. I also lost. Deamon Cohln, while the ref's back was turned. That's right. A loss. My 2nd since becoming a full time wrestler. Both were for titles.
(Bard cracks his neck)
Bard - But, that was the past. This is the present. And on Thursday. I will face....
(sighs)
Bard - Ez Punk. I don't understand. We face off so many times. Yet I always seem to get the win. ALWAYS! But, no matter. As the captain of Team Bard, I do need to set a good example for my team. And I will set a good example. Ez Punk, we've been through this many times. Tag Team, singles action, Entrapment Matches, somehow, someway, I seem to get the victory, or in the case of the Entrapment Match, you don't win. So, I will see you on Thursday. It will be interesting to see what you bring to the ring. But, one Rockin' Out Loud, and it'll be all over. Thursday on Lockdown, you will be feeling the sting of defeat. And I will be one step closer to leading my team, which consists of your partner, by the way, to victory in the Omega Trials. Once more, Willie Bard will get the 1-2-3 over a member of the Punks of Hardcore.
(Bard smiles, and the cameraman yells...)
Cameraman - CUT! Good job Willie. Now can I go home. It's ten at night and I have a date.
Bard - Yeah ok. Later man.
(The camera leaves Bard's apartment and the scene fades to black)
