Post by Scotty Blaze on Jul 25, 2006 22:50:59 GMT -5
The following skit/promo contains offensive language, illegal substances, alcohal and a whole lot of other good shit "The Man" tries to keep off of our television sets.
Scotty is seen in a 2nd home as this home is out of his Spanish Harlem area as Scotty is seen wearing his usual street gear as Scotty is wearing a couple of chains as he has a blunt that is being smoked as Scotty is just looking at what is going on watching his flat screen television set. He laughs at what he hears.
Scotty-Hold on a rich person talkin bout me like I am some way? God I thought I was on drugs. Shit I kick the shit out of those people for being that way. Well now Summer has decided to talk shit bout me. Well this is wrestling what the fuck was I suppose to expect? God I am stuck behind the times. Shit I come from Spanish Harlem and I can't keep up with the times how did I not get shot yet? Well sports entertainment allows anything and everything to happen. It's an advantage and a disadvantage. People hate me cuz I am hispanic and have as much cash as NBA players mainly from drug dealing, professional wrestling, and being a REAL GENIOUS! People hate it when you know your better than they are. Well this isn't about me being hispanic and the system keeping down a man due to not being white. All that is happening to me inside the ring is people have alot of shit to say about me. Summer sure does probably wants me to get deported aswell even though I was born here in this country. Well I guess I have to get down to business inside the ring here and show Summer a thing or two. So hold on a second I may need to do as Jay-Z's song said and CHANGE CLOTHES!
Scotty Blaze laughs as he heads to his closet as he walks out with a pair of khakis, a pair of Converse Sneakers, a wifebeater, three chains, and a Tec-9 in his pocket.
Scotty-Let's see Tec, Khaki's, wifebeater, and Converse Sneakers? Thought I might aswell throw some bling in aswell. Hold on not sure though.
Scotty then hops back into his closet and then switches his clothing as he walks back out with an Ecko Sweat Suit with a pair of Timberland Boots, a couple of Crosses and an Ecko Cap he also brings out a .22.
Scotty-How bout the Ecko Suit, Timbs, the Crosses, Cap, and a deuce deuce? No?
Scotty then walks back into his closet as he walks back out dressing in something Cam'ron be wearing.
Scotty-Damn hate it Pink ain't my style. No afnse to Cam.
Scotty then walks back into his closet as he comes out matching as Scotty walks out in a White Tee, White Sneakers, White on White Atlanta Braves Baseball Cap, Light Blue Jeans. Scotty then talks again.
Scotty-I dunno this one looks like an other ordinary gangsta in New York, but oh well I'll try again.
Scotty then walks back into his closet as he walks out with a shirt that says R.I.P. Tupac Shakur and a Tupac Chain, and Makeveli Jeans aswell as a pair of Black on Black Sneakers.
Scotty-Oh shit I am from The East Side well Rest in Peace Tupac.
Scotty then walks back in and walks out with a button up Southpole Shirt, Blue Jeans, Black Reeboks, and a chain that says B-Real.
Scotty-HERE WE GO! THIS IS THE OUTFIT I'MA KICK SOME ASS IN! I do like to match I noticed that. Shit I may not be no chick, but I realize why they worry about matching so much. It looks fuckin nice. Hell I could fuckin head out get drunk call up some hos and fuckin score tonight. That is a plan, but well whenever I think of that I remember I am already in love with someone beautiful. Miss Trisha Jones who is in the other room probably dipping into my stash as we speak. Well that's another point, but Summer get ready for this you gonna be facing an O.G. from Harlem who went from rags to riches and owns three homes would of had four, but well I learned not to fuck with the mob. I guess I will be on my way back to Harlem show off the lady make dudes jealous no matter what. Get real drunk, get real high, drive my pimped out rides, and be MR. GANGSTA! That, but I would sound like every other gangsta off the streets guess it's back to the wardrobe room. No wait I'll seem like a woman if I keep heading back in either seem like a woman or a faggot so I won't do that. So cuz I am HISPANIC my name sounds shitty? I am a nobody cuz I am hispanic? Well it looks like cornbred rich white girl is gonna learn not to piss of the man who is the New version and the one man version of HARLEM HEAT! You messin with Harlems own gangsta no not Cam'ron either. You messing with the Hispanic Balla the man who smokes as much if not more than Redman. So Summer you want to say something say something to my face and say it THIS THURSDAY WHEN WE MEET INSIDE THE RING! You gonna know what others have felt in the past in their lives. Meet your own death when you step face to face with the man who plans on killing Sports Entertainment. Sports Entertainment a crime against wrestling and Summer your gonna be the first to fall in my crusade against Sports Entertainment. Sure I dress street, talk street, have fought street, but I am not no simple sports entertainer to be made a joke of. I am comparable to greats like the NATURE BOY no not Ric "feel up men's genatalia" Flair. Buddy Rogers the REAL NATURE BOY! People like The Sandman sure he only drinks beer and wacks people with a singapore cane, but he's no sports entertainer. Then there is crap you see now you got wiggas trying to be black. Carribeans with lousy haircuts that look like high school rejects and dropouts talking bout "What's Cool?". You got 8 Foot Tall Indians who sound like they have mental diseases ERR ERR ERR ERR ERR! That's all I can make out when I hear Big Show or Great Khali on the mic. Divas all you see in divas on TV is ass and tities and you don't even get the full show. Or bitchslaps from premadonnas who have no talent.
Scotty laughs as he then starts to speak again.
Scotty-Please Summer don't be another one of those premadonna's you see on the television set all the time. Premadonna's piss me off. You showed off your outfits. I showed off mine and no I am not biringin heat to the arena. I just look fresh as can be. It's all my people know is how to matchup and Summer no affense you ain't all that. I don't care if you think it or not, but BITCH PLEASE! You look all coc'ed up and shit like that. You got something I can't deny that, but you look like your a heavy cocaine addict. Nothing wrong with getting all fucked up on cocaine, but shit take it easy all that cocaine must of gone to your head. Also I noticed how possessive you seem. Told your "man" or "boyfriend" or "fuckbuddy" whatever not to say certain words to you? Shit I can be controlling and possessive, but that's not me I may not be "white", but I am old fashioned don't believe in beating the shit out of my girlfriend. I am not that kind of person. I am gonna have to kick your ass though this week Summer. Not due to the fact that I want to rip your head off your shoulders and then shit down your throat. It's for I am advancing in this little tournament and I am gonna win whatever prize it is they already want to give to me. I don't care if my next opponent after kicking your ass is the Legendary Dark Prince himself Dusk. I will go right threw you just to get to Dusk and BEAT HIM just like I beat you. WITH EASE! Never judge a man by how he looks or his race. Judge him for the ammount of ass he can kick in a single moment and that means you should be judging me like I am a FREAK'N NEAR IMMORTAL! I am the next step to PERFECTION I am what is missing in wrestling. No not another shitty gimmick another PURE ATHLETE! You are gonna see why gimmicks shall die in the world of wrestling you will see why I am so frickon god when it comes to stepping inside of the ring. Speaking of the ring.
Scotty heads out of his bedroom with his unfinished blunt re-lights it and smokes it in the hallway. He shows off his office and before he heads down the stairs he get's stopped by a kid who looks 11 or 12 basically looking like a "little pimp" as this little kid is none other than Scotty's nephew Jose.
Jose-Uncle Scotty you heading to the gym again? Cuz Uncle Styles has been looking for you.
Scotty-Yes I am heading to the gym. Got to warm up inside the ring before I have my match this week. Haven't fought in a while during my hi and I need to fight while hi to make sure I can fight at all times.
Jose-Uncle Scotty? Why do you smoke? It's bad for you.
Scotty-Jose your twelve right now and I will say. I smoke, Aunty Erica smokes, aunty Trisha smokes, your dad god bless his soul smoked, your Aunt Missy R.I.P. smoked and got me into smoking. So no real reason I smoke it's cuz I want to.
Jose-You gonna kick some guys butt this week Uncle Scotty?
Scotty-Well I am fighting a female and you know Uncle Scotty doesn't like to hit women, but Uncle Scotty is gonna have to break his number one rules for money this week and to keep my new job. So Jose some lady named Summer McCoy is gonna get hurt by me this week. Also Uncle Styles is getting me into shape for when I fight others aswell.
Scotty then runs down the stairs into the gym as he runs and slides into the ring throws off his buttonup shirt. as he finishes his blunt inside the ring as Styles a guy who is around 6'8 295 pounds pure muscle enters as the two start to train inside the ring as Styles throws Scotty off the ropes as Scotty hits a Tornado DDT coming off of the ropes. Scotty then hops up. Styles slowly gets up as Scotty runs off of the ropes and delivers a baseball slides under Styles and then hits an Inverted STO he likes to call Drug Abuse. Scotty then lifts up Styles and goes for a hurrunacanranna as Styles hits a powerbomb as Scotty is hurting as Scotty is lifted up onto his feet as Styles runs off the ropes and hits a clothesline as Scotty rolls to the outside of the ring as Styles then follows as Scotty hits a kick to the gut as Scotty then hits a swinging neckbreaker to the outside as Scotty rolls back inside the ring. Scotty then signals for someone to hand him a microphone as Styles gets back in as Styles then gets kicked as Scotty holds Styles in position for the B-Real as Scotty uses the microphone to speak so everyone in the building can hear him.
Scotty-Live from my own home Styles is about to get hit with The B-Real and those watching at home can notice what this move does to people if they haven't seen it before.
Scotty hits the move quickly as he then pins Styles afterwards 1,2,3.
Scotty-That's what I do to people Summer. I don't give people chances when it comes ot wrestling for giving people chances is a sign of weakness you said you were giving me a chance to walk out of the match? Sorry I am not a freakin coward no one I MEAN NO ONE would be intimidated if they were me. They just say Summer is the season for VICTORY! The thing is every season for me is the season for victory. So Summer your walkin into the ring with a PURE ATHLETE even with all the drugs I have done and still do you will be fighting one of the BEST ATHLETES in the world of wrestling. So when you walk your way into the ring against me? You are walking into a matchup against one of the worlds greatest and I am only 22. I have already established a career with all the gold I have already won in the world of wrestling. Here is what I have held. OWO Heavyweight Championship, OWO Intercontinental Championship, OWO Cruiserweight Championship(4x), OWO Hardcore Championship(2x), OWO Tag Team Championship(2x), IWF Xtreme Championship, XPCW Heavyweight Champion, XPCW Tag Team Champion, XPCW Cruiserweight Champion, OWO Superstar of the Month September 2003, OWO Superstar of the Month April 2004, IWF Superstar of the Month January 2006, Undefeated in Street Fights 11-0. Just won my 11th one recently against the man who dare cost me a shot at the title of OWO. Yes I float around here and there and make more money for fans who actually appreciate wrestling the Outlaws. Well this isn't OWO and this is HWF and I am gonna be teaching a lesson to you Summer and you are gonna learn that you aren't the best damn wrestler there is in the back. You will be 3rd Rate when you go toe to toe with ME!
Scotty puts his buttonup shirt back on and then walks out of the ring as he heads to his garage as he looks at his vehicles as he shows off his rides.
Scotty-Got to love lowriders I got at least three of them. This one I made and yes it has hydros and painted to have a Tec-9 on the hood and bullets on the side. That's how I do shit. That's who I am. Guns is part of me. Secondly there is a potleaf on my next lowrider yes it is designed with nothing, but potleafs for that is also who I am Guns and Drugs. Then there is one with flames around it. Hell it looked sick when I got it. Next is my H2 with the word Street Legend spray painted on the side. Now! NOW HERE IS MY BABY! My FUCKIN Corvette. Everyone wants a nice sports car and I GOT ONE! Sure I got some vintage classics like a 73' Roadrunner restored to mint condition. A 72' Thunderbird also mint. Hell I got a 59' Corvette that's totally pimped out. Hell with my rides I make Xzibit jealous. Hell what to drive? Anyone of them is nice I'll take the Thunderbird.
Scotty hops inside of his Thunderbird as he drives out of his 10 car garage as he heads down towards New York as he looks to head back to catch up with someone.
Later that day
Back in Harlem Scotty is seen driving his Thunderbird as someone stops him trying to rob him.
???-Run yo shit bitch!
Scotty-No! YOU RUN YO SHIT!
Scotty pulls out his Tec-9 as the guy was only pointing a .22 at him as Scotty is forcing his .22 whatever he has for smokes and all his money as Scotty has just gotten chump change, a half pack of Newports, and a fully rolled joint as Scotty then points the gun telling the guy to get the fuck out of his face.
Scotty-Motherfucka not knowing who I am? Who else drives around Harlem with Fancy Rides. Shit anyone try to rob me they get more bullets in them than 50 Cent.
Scotty then stops in front of a house as he honks his horn as a couple of guys walk out of an apartment as one walks down the street as the other hops in the vehicle. The man is known as Mr. Vincent Hamstat a boss of organized crime across the country and also known as "Gangzta" for he used to wrestle under contract of IWF.
Gangzta-What do you need lad? I usually work with drug smuggles and murders.
Scotty-Well first off compadre I need a guy in The Bronx area taken care off I'll drive you to the place and then I need you to take care of some snitches who said they seen me smokin weed and driving and they did it cuz I well "accidently" ran over a snitch who sent my boy Jermaine to prison for life. So Gangzta I need you to whipe out the family. Also I need at least a pound more of that stanky stanky man.
Gangzta-Well first off I have to put a dozen of bullets threw some arses and then you want me to sell you more stanky stanky whatever that is?
Scotty-Weed damnit!
Gangzta-Then say it not speak foriegn I'm not good with Spanish.
Scotty and Gangzta have a quick laugh as Scotty pulls out the pack of cigarettes as he offers on to Gangzta as Scotty smokes one as Gangzta just refuses the cigarette as he is seen opening a suitcase as he opens it as it is full of weed as he hands it to Scotty as Scotty opens the Glove Compartment and it shows $20,000 for the weed and the snitch killing as Scotty then reaches into his wallet and throws an extra $1,000 as Scotty then drives as time passes he hears a call on his cellphone.
Scotty-Hey yo!
Deshaun-Yo it's me! What the hell you doing?
Scotty-I got a snitch problem and I am having it taken care of personally and also I just scored another pound of weed man.
Deshaun-God I thought white boys had some problems. SHIT! You always up wit dat drug shit.
Scotty-Well it's a living. Got some shit to help Hu$tla calm down atleast I heard he fuckin freakin before his first match where he and Blade both take on ONE MAN ALONE! Shit this may be top of the ladder in wrestling, but shit he needs to relax. Plus I gotta go for now almost in the B-X! See yas Thursday.
Scotty hangs up his cellphone as he enters the ever dangerous Bronx as he drives on a corner known territory for The Latin Kings. Scotty then exits as Gangzta does aswell as they each with their weapons enter a building as Scotty then finds an apartment number and kicks down a door and he let's Gangzta lead the way with the first shot as Gangzta shoots and kills one of the two guys as the other one is paranoid as Gangzta holds his shotgun to him as Scotty then points a thumbs up to the guy being threatened as the guys smiles and throws a thumbs up right back as Scotty then puts his thumb down and laughs as Gangzta fires as Gangzta has killed two more as Scotty then opens a window and throws the bodies out as Scotty and Gangzta head back to the Thunderbird as a small group of Latin Kings are in their way.
Latin King#1-Who da fuck you? In our turf? GET DA FUCK OUT AND NICE WHIP! IT'S OURS NOW!
Scotty and Gangzta laugh as Scotty pulls out his Tec-9s as Gangzta aims his Shotgun as the Latin King members just pull out their .45s and .22s as they point them trying to look ready as Gangzta puts a hole literally threw one guys head as Scotty then shoots his Tec-9 eliminating the rest of the guys. Scotty and Gangzta then head back into the car as Scotty drives off as he drives towards the airport as Scotty stops at a carwash as he quickly even though it's night heads over and washes the blood off of his Thunderbird and then stashes his Tec-9 in the Glove Compartment as Gangzta just puts his shotgun in a bag as they just got away with murder as they killed someone in The Bronx who is gonna rat em out now since all the rats where taken care of? Scotty then drives to the airport as Gangzta hops out of the car as Gangzta walks off after he says.
Gangzta-Well I had fun kicking arse with you. Got deals to deal with for now catch you in a while lad.
Scotty-Peace!
Scotty then drives off before his cellphone rings again as Scotty lights up a Newport cigarette again.
Scotty-Hello?
???-Hey baby.
Scotty-Hey Trisha what's good?
Trisha-Well I hear your on your way to your first match for HWF! You want me there?
Scotty-Of course I do be there if you can. I can get oyu tickets late if you need tickets you know I am always good for that.
Trisha-Scotty quit manipulating the system I'll buy them myself I do spend your money on my own as you know.
Scotty-I know I know, but shit you need money you know what to do. Just call me up and I'll send you cash. I got a match against some little girl named Summer McCoy who thinks I am going to be a walk in the park. Can you believe something like that? I am no walk in the park I am Scotty Motherfucking Blaze. I am Mr. Professional Wrestling. Mr. Anti-Gimmick. Mr. Fuck Sports Entertainment. Well I told you I don't like to hit women, but this week I have to for my new job and for my pay. Summer McCoy best just get ready to deal with The One and The Only STREET LEGEND!
Trisha-Just get ready for the match I don't care if you win or lose I still love you and Jose misses you and wants to head on the roadtrips with you when you go.
Scotty-When you get a ticket get him one aswell and get a plane ticket to wherever than all three of us can travel together I got to go I need to find a place to sleep for the night.
Scotty hangs up as he drives off and eventually finds a hotel as he just pays for the room and leaves his smokes and other stuff locked with his Tec-9 in the glove compartment as Scotty heads to his cheap $95 hotel room and just goes to sleep.
Scotty is seen in a 2nd home as this home is out of his Spanish Harlem area as Scotty is seen wearing his usual street gear as Scotty is wearing a couple of chains as he has a blunt that is being smoked as Scotty is just looking at what is going on watching his flat screen television set. He laughs at what he hears.
Scotty-Hold on a rich person talkin bout me like I am some way? God I thought I was on drugs. Shit I kick the shit out of those people for being that way. Well now Summer has decided to talk shit bout me. Well this is wrestling what the fuck was I suppose to expect? God I am stuck behind the times. Shit I come from Spanish Harlem and I can't keep up with the times how did I not get shot yet? Well sports entertainment allows anything and everything to happen. It's an advantage and a disadvantage. People hate me cuz I am hispanic and have as much cash as NBA players mainly from drug dealing, professional wrestling, and being a REAL GENIOUS! People hate it when you know your better than they are. Well this isn't about me being hispanic and the system keeping down a man due to not being white. All that is happening to me inside the ring is people have alot of shit to say about me. Summer sure does probably wants me to get deported aswell even though I was born here in this country. Well I guess I have to get down to business inside the ring here and show Summer a thing or two. So hold on a second I may need to do as Jay-Z's song said and CHANGE CLOTHES!
Scotty Blaze laughs as he heads to his closet as he walks out with a pair of khakis, a pair of Converse Sneakers, a wifebeater, three chains, and a Tec-9 in his pocket.
Scotty-Let's see Tec, Khaki's, wifebeater, and Converse Sneakers? Thought I might aswell throw some bling in aswell. Hold on not sure though.
Scotty then hops back into his closet and then switches his clothing as he walks back out with an Ecko Sweat Suit with a pair of Timberland Boots, a couple of Crosses and an Ecko Cap he also brings out a .22.
Scotty-How bout the Ecko Suit, Timbs, the Crosses, Cap, and a deuce deuce? No?
Scotty then walks back into his closet as he walks back out dressing in something Cam'ron be wearing.
Scotty-Damn hate it Pink ain't my style. No afnse to Cam.
Scotty then walks back into his closet as he comes out matching as Scotty walks out in a White Tee, White Sneakers, White on White Atlanta Braves Baseball Cap, Light Blue Jeans. Scotty then talks again.
Scotty-I dunno this one looks like an other ordinary gangsta in New York, but oh well I'll try again.
Scotty then walks back into his closet as he walks out with a shirt that says R.I.P. Tupac Shakur and a Tupac Chain, and Makeveli Jeans aswell as a pair of Black on Black Sneakers.
Scotty-Oh shit I am from The East Side well Rest in Peace Tupac.
Scotty then walks back in and walks out with a button up Southpole Shirt, Blue Jeans, Black Reeboks, and a chain that says B-Real.
Scotty-HERE WE GO! THIS IS THE OUTFIT I'MA KICK SOME ASS IN! I do like to match I noticed that. Shit I may not be no chick, but I realize why they worry about matching so much. It looks fuckin nice. Hell I could fuckin head out get drunk call up some hos and fuckin score tonight. That is a plan, but well whenever I think of that I remember I am already in love with someone beautiful. Miss Trisha Jones who is in the other room probably dipping into my stash as we speak. Well that's another point, but Summer get ready for this you gonna be facing an O.G. from Harlem who went from rags to riches and owns three homes would of had four, but well I learned not to fuck with the mob. I guess I will be on my way back to Harlem show off the lady make dudes jealous no matter what. Get real drunk, get real high, drive my pimped out rides, and be MR. GANGSTA! That, but I would sound like every other gangsta off the streets guess it's back to the wardrobe room. No wait I'll seem like a woman if I keep heading back in either seem like a woman or a faggot so I won't do that. So cuz I am HISPANIC my name sounds shitty? I am a nobody cuz I am hispanic? Well it looks like cornbred rich white girl is gonna learn not to piss of the man who is the New version and the one man version of HARLEM HEAT! You messin with Harlems own gangsta no not Cam'ron either. You messing with the Hispanic Balla the man who smokes as much if not more than Redman. So Summer you want to say something say something to my face and say it THIS THURSDAY WHEN WE MEET INSIDE THE RING! You gonna know what others have felt in the past in their lives. Meet your own death when you step face to face with the man who plans on killing Sports Entertainment. Sports Entertainment a crime against wrestling and Summer your gonna be the first to fall in my crusade against Sports Entertainment. Sure I dress street, talk street, have fought street, but I am not no simple sports entertainer to be made a joke of. I am comparable to greats like the NATURE BOY no not Ric "feel up men's genatalia" Flair. Buddy Rogers the REAL NATURE BOY! People like The Sandman sure he only drinks beer and wacks people with a singapore cane, but he's no sports entertainer. Then there is crap you see now you got wiggas trying to be black. Carribeans with lousy haircuts that look like high school rejects and dropouts talking bout "What's Cool?". You got 8 Foot Tall Indians who sound like they have mental diseases ERR ERR ERR ERR ERR! That's all I can make out when I hear Big Show or Great Khali on the mic. Divas all you see in divas on TV is ass and tities and you don't even get the full show. Or bitchslaps from premadonnas who have no talent.
Scotty laughs as he then starts to speak again.
Scotty-Please Summer don't be another one of those premadonna's you see on the television set all the time. Premadonna's piss me off. You showed off your outfits. I showed off mine and no I am not biringin heat to the arena. I just look fresh as can be. It's all my people know is how to matchup and Summer no affense you ain't all that. I don't care if you think it or not, but BITCH PLEASE! You look all coc'ed up and shit like that. You got something I can't deny that, but you look like your a heavy cocaine addict. Nothing wrong with getting all fucked up on cocaine, but shit take it easy all that cocaine must of gone to your head. Also I noticed how possessive you seem. Told your "man" or "boyfriend" or "fuckbuddy" whatever not to say certain words to you? Shit I can be controlling and possessive, but that's not me I may not be "white", but I am old fashioned don't believe in beating the shit out of my girlfriend. I am not that kind of person. I am gonna have to kick your ass though this week Summer. Not due to the fact that I want to rip your head off your shoulders and then shit down your throat. It's for I am advancing in this little tournament and I am gonna win whatever prize it is they already want to give to me. I don't care if my next opponent after kicking your ass is the Legendary Dark Prince himself Dusk. I will go right threw you just to get to Dusk and BEAT HIM just like I beat you. WITH EASE! Never judge a man by how he looks or his race. Judge him for the ammount of ass he can kick in a single moment and that means you should be judging me like I am a FREAK'N NEAR IMMORTAL! I am the next step to PERFECTION I am what is missing in wrestling. No not another shitty gimmick another PURE ATHLETE! You are gonna see why gimmicks shall die in the world of wrestling you will see why I am so frickon god when it comes to stepping inside of the ring. Speaking of the ring.
Scotty heads out of his bedroom with his unfinished blunt re-lights it and smokes it in the hallway. He shows off his office and before he heads down the stairs he get's stopped by a kid who looks 11 or 12 basically looking like a "little pimp" as this little kid is none other than Scotty's nephew Jose.
Jose-Uncle Scotty you heading to the gym again? Cuz Uncle Styles has been looking for you.
Scotty-Yes I am heading to the gym. Got to warm up inside the ring before I have my match this week. Haven't fought in a while during my hi and I need to fight while hi to make sure I can fight at all times.
Jose-Uncle Scotty? Why do you smoke? It's bad for you.
Scotty-Jose your twelve right now and I will say. I smoke, Aunty Erica smokes, aunty Trisha smokes, your dad god bless his soul smoked, your Aunt Missy R.I.P. smoked and got me into smoking. So no real reason I smoke it's cuz I want to.
Jose-You gonna kick some guys butt this week Uncle Scotty?
Scotty-Well I am fighting a female and you know Uncle Scotty doesn't like to hit women, but Uncle Scotty is gonna have to break his number one rules for money this week and to keep my new job. So Jose some lady named Summer McCoy is gonna get hurt by me this week. Also Uncle Styles is getting me into shape for when I fight others aswell.
Scotty then runs down the stairs into the gym as he runs and slides into the ring throws off his buttonup shirt. as he finishes his blunt inside the ring as Styles a guy who is around 6'8 295 pounds pure muscle enters as the two start to train inside the ring as Styles throws Scotty off the ropes as Scotty hits a Tornado DDT coming off of the ropes. Scotty then hops up. Styles slowly gets up as Scotty runs off of the ropes and delivers a baseball slides under Styles and then hits an Inverted STO he likes to call Drug Abuse. Scotty then lifts up Styles and goes for a hurrunacanranna as Styles hits a powerbomb as Scotty is hurting as Scotty is lifted up onto his feet as Styles runs off the ropes and hits a clothesline as Scotty rolls to the outside of the ring as Styles then follows as Scotty hits a kick to the gut as Scotty then hits a swinging neckbreaker to the outside as Scotty rolls back inside the ring. Scotty then signals for someone to hand him a microphone as Styles gets back in as Styles then gets kicked as Scotty holds Styles in position for the B-Real as Scotty uses the microphone to speak so everyone in the building can hear him.
Scotty-Live from my own home Styles is about to get hit with The B-Real and those watching at home can notice what this move does to people if they haven't seen it before.
Scotty hits the move quickly as he then pins Styles afterwards 1,2,3.
Scotty-That's what I do to people Summer. I don't give people chances when it comes ot wrestling for giving people chances is a sign of weakness you said you were giving me a chance to walk out of the match? Sorry I am not a freakin coward no one I MEAN NO ONE would be intimidated if they were me. They just say Summer is the season for VICTORY! The thing is every season for me is the season for victory. So Summer your walkin into the ring with a PURE ATHLETE even with all the drugs I have done and still do you will be fighting one of the BEST ATHLETES in the world of wrestling. So when you walk your way into the ring against me? You are walking into a matchup against one of the worlds greatest and I am only 22. I have already established a career with all the gold I have already won in the world of wrestling. Here is what I have held. OWO Heavyweight Championship, OWO Intercontinental Championship, OWO Cruiserweight Championship(4x), OWO Hardcore Championship(2x), OWO Tag Team Championship(2x), IWF Xtreme Championship, XPCW Heavyweight Champion, XPCW Tag Team Champion, XPCW Cruiserweight Champion, OWO Superstar of the Month September 2003, OWO Superstar of the Month April 2004, IWF Superstar of the Month January 2006, Undefeated in Street Fights 11-0. Just won my 11th one recently against the man who dare cost me a shot at the title of OWO. Yes I float around here and there and make more money for fans who actually appreciate wrestling the Outlaws. Well this isn't OWO and this is HWF and I am gonna be teaching a lesson to you Summer and you are gonna learn that you aren't the best damn wrestler there is in the back. You will be 3rd Rate when you go toe to toe with ME!
Scotty puts his buttonup shirt back on and then walks out of the ring as he heads to his garage as he looks at his vehicles as he shows off his rides.
Scotty-Got to love lowriders I got at least three of them. This one I made and yes it has hydros and painted to have a Tec-9 on the hood and bullets on the side. That's how I do shit. That's who I am. Guns is part of me. Secondly there is a potleaf on my next lowrider yes it is designed with nothing, but potleafs for that is also who I am Guns and Drugs. Then there is one with flames around it. Hell it looked sick when I got it. Next is my H2 with the word Street Legend spray painted on the side. Now! NOW HERE IS MY BABY! My FUCKIN Corvette. Everyone wants a nice sports car and I GOT ONE! Sure I got some vintage classics like a 73' Roadrunner restored to mint condition. A 72' Thunderbird also mint. Hell I got a 59' Corvette that's totally pimped out. Hell with my rides I make Xzibit jealous. Hell what to drive? Anyone of them is nice I'll take the Thunderbird.
Scotty hops inside of his Thunderbird as he drives out of his 10 car garage as he heads down towards New York as he looks to head back to catch up with someone.
Later that day
Back in Harlem Scotty is seen driving his Thunderbird as someone stops him trying to rob him.
???-Run yo shit bitch!
Scotty-No! YOU RUN YO SHIT!
Scotty pulls out his Tec-9 as the guy was only pointing a .22 at him as Scotty is forcing his .22 whatever he has for smokes and all his money as Scotty has just gotten chump change, a half pack of Newports, and a fully rolled joint as Scotty then points the gun telling the guy to get the fuck out of his face.
Scotty-Motherfucka not knowing who I am? Who else drives around Harlem with Fancy Rides. Shit anyone try to rob me they get more bullets in them than 50 Cent.
Scotty then stops in front of a house as he honks his horn as a couple of guys walk out of an apartment as one walks down the street as the other hops in the vehicle. The man is known as Mr. Vincent Hamstat a boss of organized crime across the country and also known as "Gangzta" for he used to wrestle under contract of IWF.
Gangzta-What do you need lad? I usually work with drug smuggles and murders.
Scotty-Well first off compadre I need a guy in The Bronx area taken care off I'll drive you to the place and then I need you to take care of some snitches who said they seen me smokin weed and driving and they did it cuz I well "accidently" ran over a snitch who sent my boy Jermaine to prison for life. So Gangzta I need you to whipe out the family. Also I need at least a pound more of that stanky stanky man.
Gangzta-Well first off I have to put a dozen of bullets threw some arses and then you want me to sell you more stanky stanky whatever that is?
Scotty-Weed damnit!
Gangzta-Then say it not speak foriegn I'm not good with Spanish.
Scotty and Gangzta have a quick laugh as Scotty pulls out the pack of cigarettes as he offers on to Gangzta as Scotty smokes one as Gangzta just refuses the cigarette as he is seen opening a suitcase as he opens it as it is full of weed as he hands it to Scotty as Scotty opens the Glove Compartment and it shows $20,000 for the weed and the snitch killing as Scotty then reaches into his wallet and throws an extra $1,000 as Scotty then drives as time passes he hears a call on his cellphone.
Scotty-Hey yo!
Deshaun-Yo it's me! What the hell you doing?
Scotty-I got a snitch problem and I am having it taken care of personally and also I just scored another pound of weed man.
Deshaun-God I thought white boys had some problems. SHIT! You always up wit dat drug shit.
Scotty-Well it's a living. Got some shit to help Hu$tla calm down atleast I heard he fuckin freakin before his first match where he and Blade both take on ONE MAN ALONE! Shit this may be top of the ladder in wrestling, but shit he needs to relax. Plus I gotta go for now almost in the B-X! See yas Thursday.
Scotty hangs up his cellphone as he enters the ever dangerous Bronx as he drives on a corner known territory for The Latin Kings. Scotty then exits as Gangzta does aswell as they each with their weapons enter a building as Scotty then finds an apartment number and kicks down a door and he let's Gangzta lead the way with the first shot as Gangzta shoots and kills one of the two guys as the other one is paranoid as Gangzta holds his shotgun to him as Scotty then points a thumbs up to the guy being threatened as the guys smiles and throws a thumbs up right back as Scotty then puts his thumb down and laughs as Gangzta fires as Gangzta has killed two more as Scotty then opens a window and throws the bodies out as Scotty and Gangzta head back to the Thunderbird as a small group of Latin Kings are in their way.
Latin King#1-Who da fuck you? In our turf? GET DA FUCK OUT AND NICE WHIP! IT'S OURS NOW!
Scotty and Gangzta laugh as Scotty pulls out his Tec-9s as Gangzta aims his Shotgun as the Latin King members just pull out their .45s and .22s as they point them trying to look ready as Gangzta puts a hole literally threw one guys head as Scotty then shoots his Tec-9 eliminating the rest of the guys. Scotty and Gangzta then head back into the car as Scotty drives off as he drives towards the airport as Scotty stops at a carwash as he quickly even though it's night heads over and washes the blood off of his Thunderbird and then stashes his Tec-9 in the Glove Compartment as Gangzta just puts his shotgun in a bag as they just got away with murder as they killed someone in The Bronx who is gonna rat em out now since all the rats where taken care of? Scotty then drives to the airport as Gangzta hops out of the car as Gangzta walks off after he says.
Gangzta-Well I had fun kicking arse with you. Got deals to deal with for now catch you in a while lad.
Scotty-Peace!
Scotty then drives off before his cellphone rings again as Scotty lights up a Newport cigarette again.
Scotty-Hello?
???-Hey baby.
Scotty-Hey Trisha what's good?
Trisha-Well I hear your on your way to your first match for HWF! You want me there?
Scotty-Of course I do be there if you can. I can get oyu tickets late if you need tickets you know I am always good for that.
Trisha-Scotty quit manipulating the system I'll buy them myself I do spend your money on my own as you know.
Scotty-I know I know, but shit you need money you know what to do. Just call me up and I'll send you cash. I got a match against some little girl named Summer McCoy who thinks I am going to be a walk in the park. Can you believe something like that? I am no walk in the park I am Scotty Motherfucking Blaze. I am Mr. Professional Wrestling. Mr. Anti-Gimmick. Mr. Fuck Sports Entertainment. Well I told you I don't like to hit women, but this week I have to for my new job and for my pay. Summer McCoy best just get ready to deal with The One and The Only STREET LEGEND!
Trisha-Just get ready for the match I don't care if you win or lose I still love you and Jose misses you and wants to head on the roadtrips with you when you go.
Scotty-When you get a ticket get him one aswell and get a plane ticket to wherever than all three of us can travel together I got to go I need to find a place to sleep for the night.
Scotty hangs up as he drives off and eventually finds a hotel as he just pays for the room and leaves his smokes and other stuff locked with his Tec-9 in the glove compartment as Scotty heads to his cheap $95 hotel room and just goes to sleep.