Post by Deleted on Apr 8, 2011 18:06:40 GMT -6
The scene opens in a corridor as Roberto Verona and Venom walk side by side, talking amongst themselves as they approach a doorway. Looking up the words “Young Guns” can be seen written on a plaque on the door as Venom reaches for the door handle, pushing it open and entering the room inside as Roberto follows him, closing the door behind them.
Venom : Welcome to the Young Guns locker room, you should be able to find just about everything you need in here.
Roberto Verona : Not having to share a locker room with the rest of the pond life is all I ever needed V, seriously some of the smells in there would be out of place in the very bowels of hell.
Venom : Heh, sure. Anyway, I am sure you’ll make yourself at home, there is plenty of room for your things now Blair is gone, you shouldn’t have any trouble making yourself at home.
Roberto Verona : I am sure I will be fine, Trish doesn’t seem the type to take up the entire locker room with shoes…
Venom : You’ll be ok, Trish is taking care of some personal business right now so you won’t be disturbed. Listen, she isn’t the only one, I will leave you to get acquainted with your surroundings, we’ll speak about the future of the Young Guns when I get back.
Venom turns, raising a hand as Roberto does the same before closing the door behind him. Roberto stands quietly for a moment, staring around the locker room to gain his bearings, both hands on his hips. Smiling to himself Roberto picks up his briefcase and backpack and makes his way to an empty corner of the room, placing the two bags against the wall. Leaning down Roberto starts to open a few drawers and rustle through the contents inside, suddenly he grabs hold of something whilst raising an eyebrow.
Roberto Verona : My, my Zelda aren’t you are a frisky young lady…
Roberto pulls out a magazine, the words “Hunks of Gaming” written boldly across the cover. Laughing to himself Roberto rolls the magazine up and puts it back inside the drawer before pulling it out completely. Turning to his left Roberto tips the contents out into a bin, shaking the drawer to make sure everything falls out.
Roberto Verona : I guess you don’t have time to clear out everything when you screw your friends over and run…
Placing the drawer back Roberto starts to unpack his suitcase, refilling the space with his own things before unfolding a large tricolour flag. Holding it in both hands Roberto walks towards the wall and pins it up, taking a few steps back to admire his work, folding his arms.
Roberto Verona : That is much better, adds a bit of class to the joint. No more geek-ridden ****e anymore. Oh, that reminds me…
Roberto reaches into his backpack and produces a PlayStation 3, placing it carefully on a nearby table along with the cables and control pads and a few games. Going back inside the bag once more Roberto produces a few bottles of cologne and other grooming products, placing them side by side near a mirror before his phone begins to ring. Verona removes the phone from his jacket pocket and answers the call.
Roberto Verona : Hello?
As the person at the other ends responds Roberto begins to smile, turning away and walking into the centre of the locker room.
Roberto Verona : I wondered when you’d call back, how may I help you?
………
Roberto Verona : Williams got his, just like we’d planned. I wouldn’t worry too much about Gardner, I must be feeling generous these past weeks letting these guys have a share of the limelight whilst they still can.
………
Roberto Verona : Here? Sure I am just unpacking a few things before me and Venom sit down and go over a few plans for the Young Guns.
………
Roberto Verona : Yeah, I will see you then. Sure, yeah. Good bye.
Roberto removes the mobile from his ear, hanging up and sliding the device back into his pocket before walking over to a nearby table where his suitcase is laid. Opening it up Roberto removes his laptop, opening it up and turning it on. After a few moments he begins to hit a few keys before leaning forward on his hand, rubbing his fingers across his jaw.
Roberto Verona : Ricky Johnson? Seriously? First they put me in the ring with one complete nut job in Demetrious Young and then they throw me in there with this mental casualty? As if this guy needs his head scrambling up anymore…
Striking a few more keys Roberto opens up his blog and begins to make an entry…
So, because of the overwhelming demands laid at my doorstep by the millions and millions of nCw fans starved of a real hero I have decided to enter the virtual world to bring you my views on the nCw universe. Well, that and I really wanted to watch me knee Todd William’s in the head again on YouTube. Seriously, I just can’t watch that clip enough.
It has been an interesting week in the world of the Revolution, I suppose some props go out to ChrisTOPHER Gardner for a brave performance at Collision on Sunday but rest assured it is the first and only time he will get the better of me. Credit where it is due though, he won the battle but just like Todd William’s he will not be winning the war that is coming to the nCw. So well done Chris, please feel free to have a drink at my expense but considering you got your ass handed to you by a girl maybe you should have a few on me? I mean damn, talk about embarrassing Gardner you got schooled by somebody packing ovaries. My sympathies go out to you.
But let us not dwell too much on the past, after all I wouldn’t want to think too much about been pinned by the victim of domestic violence for too long when something far more important in my journey to the very top happened on that very night. No, I don’t mean when I gave Todd William’s the physical equivalent of the red ring of death, but when I revealed to the world that I was the newest member of the new Young Guns. I am now a part of the single most important faction in the nCw today, forget your Brat Packs and your EveryNonSense’s the Young Guns are the only group that matters in the nCw today. I suppose you might be asking yourselves what of the Revolution? Is it dead?
No, the revolution does not die after a few defeats. The simple fact remains that I will bring about change to the nCw and I haven’t deviated from those goals, I have simply upped the odds. Now, let us not forget that it is an undeniable fact that nCw is ridden with utter inadequacy but there are some who share this roster with me who are worthy to do so and the Young Guns fit the bill perfectly. Not only do we have the National Champion Venom, who successfully defended his title against Andrew “The Unloved Machine” Jacobsen but we also have Trish Newborn, the true Women’s Champion who will sooner or later reclaim her belt from the Man Juice Magnet. Last, and by no means least, the real nCw World Champion Charlie Velez who will unquestionably return to reclaim the prize that is rightfully his. Then of course, you can now count the irresistible force of change, the next big thing and the future icon of the nCw, it all adds up to be the single most dominant force in the nCw today and it is through this union with the only people on the roster who are worth a damn that I will bring about my revolution.
So sorry everybody, I haven’t given up like a regular Joe Everyman or Steve Awesome, I simply aren’t that weak minded. The revolution has simply been taken up a notch, after all it will hardly be hindered with the support of the best in the business today.
So that takes me on to this week and my latest opponent Ricky Johnson, I guess I had better not ignore this no mark completely although it would be easy to completely forget about him as he is hardly notable. So Ricky, you have come back for one last swansong? One last shot at glory? That sounds eerily familiar to Scotty Havok at Crossroads and the last time I heard he was still trying to find his teeth on the way to collect his pension, lord knows he hasn’t been able to show his face around here since I highlighted his many, many, many flaws. Now I am set to face another old man who just cannot accept that he has had his time in the limelight and just has to come back for one more shot and just like I did to Scotty, I will end your renaissance before it ever got a chance to flourish Ricky.
You know maybe if you spent less time arguing with your wife and more time not losing your marbles I may take our little bout seriously Ricky but frankly I can’t see any reason to be scared of you. You’re more likely to end up fighting the other half of your personality than having much of chance of making an impact against me Ricky and really I am doing you a favour, once I have finished beating you I will be sure to report you to the relevant authorities so you can get some serious help because I really don’t think it is in the interests of public safety to have guys like you running around frothing at the mouth.
Make no mistakes, this weekend you will be facing Roberto Verona, not Tempestad. You are up against a man who has more talent in his little finger than that no mark has in his entire body. Sure, I hit a few speed bumps the past couple of weeks but they are nothing more than little waves in the ocean of my success, everybody has a few off days and I am but a man, but that is still a man who is much better than you. I will enjoy kicking you all across the ring on Saturday night; let’s call it a little celebration to rejoice in my initiation to the Young Guns. Don’t feel too badly though Ricky, I am sure if you had timed your comeback a little better you wouldn’t be getting put out of the race so early, but I am afraid you’ve picked up a flat on the second lap and you’re going to go bonnet first into the tyre walls at Trauma. Never mind buddy, I am sure that means you can get back to your mental breakdown and continue ruining your marriage instead of getting some illusions of grandeur whenever you see the World title on the television.
On that note, I will leave you all to return back to your mediocre lives. Enjoy the working week whilst I enjoy the sunshine and a few drinks with my new co-workers, don’t worry I will be back soon to enrich your lives.
Ciao.
RV
Roberto uploads his work, smiling to himself with a self-satisfied smugness before turning his head suddenly as the door opens. Staring for a moment he begins to smile as the door closes.
Roberto Verona : Well, that was quick. It is nice to see you again Hannah.
Roberto begins to stand as Hannah walks to the center of the room, her long blonde hair running down her back and across her shoulders. Wearing a small leather jacket, t-shirt and jeans Hannah smiles as the two embrace.
Hannah : I couldn’t resist coming to check out the Young Guns locker room Roberto, not everybody gets this opportunity you know. Besides, I was getting tired of all the phone calls, I aren’t made of money you know.
Hannah grins as the pair walk over towards the table Roberto was previously sat at, both taking a seat before continuing to speak
Roberto Verona : Well, we needn’t worry too much about money Hannah, not after the good doctor paid up. It is good to see you again, I admit I am glad you came to your senses and got out of Chicago.
Hannah : You were right all along Roberto, I was pouring all my heart into a institution that was rotten to the core. No matter how hard I tried, nothing felt the same after you left. You opened up my eyes.
Roberto Verona : Well I am glad that you changed your mind anyway Hannah, we have a lot of work to do here and I mean a lot. Seriously, it was far worse than I ever thought.
Hannah : Well, I am here to help now Roberto, no more phone calls. It is time to start getting down to business.
Roberto Verona : I couldn’t agree more, the past few weeks have helped me get back into shape, now it is time to start recovering from a few poor results and getting back on track. Starting with Johnson on Saturday.
Hannah : Well, in that case we should get started. You’ve been looking a little sloppy in the past few weeks Roberto, it is time to get your head back in the game. You know you can beat Johnson, and I am damn sure you can beat Williams and Gardner when you aren’t distracted. Now is the time to start focusing your efforts solely into your bout against Johnson, forget everything else.
Roberto Verona : Wow, you still haven’t lost your touch for sweet talking have you?
Hannah raises her eyebrow and smirks at Roberto before he begins to continue.
Roberto Verona : However, you are right. I need to get my focus back, I don’t really want to lose to another embarrassing excuse for a wrestler for a third week in a row. Seriously, I have been doing the bookies a huge favour the past few weeks…
Suddenly the door opens back up and Venom re-enters the room, looking a little startled at the unknown company.
Roberto Verona : Ah, Venom, let me introduce you to somebody….
Venom : Welcome to the Young Guns locker room, you should be able to find just about everything you need in here.
Roberto Verona : Not having to share a locker room with the rest of the pond life is all I ever needed V, seriously some of the smells in there would be out of place in the very bowels of hell.
Venom : Heh, sure. Anyway, I am sure you’ll make yourself at home, there is plenty of room for your things now Blair is gone, you shouldn’t have any trouble making yourself at home.
Roberto Verona : I am sure I will be fine, Trish doesn’t seem the type to take up the entire locker room with shoes…
Venom : You’ll be ok, Trish is taking care of some personal business right now so you won’t be disturbed. Listen, she isn’t the only one, I will leave you to get acquainted with your surroundings, we’ll speak about the future of the Young Guns when I get back.
Venom turns, raising a hand as Roberto does the same before closing the door behind him. Roberto stands quietly for a moment, staring around the locker room to gain his bearings, both hands on his hips. Smiling to himself Roberto picks up his briefcase and backpack and makes his way to an empty corner of the room, placing the two bags against the wall. Leaning down Roberto starts to open a few drawers and rustle through the contents inside, suddenly he grabs hold of something whilst raising an eyebrow.
Roberto Verona : My, my Zelda aren’t you are a frisky young lady…
Roberto pulls out a magazine, the words “Hunks of Gaming” written boldly across the cover. Laughing to himself Roberto rolls the magazine up and puts it back inside the drawer before pulling it out completely. Turning to his left Roberto tips the contents out into a bin, shaking the drawer to make sure everything falls out.
Roberto Verona : I guess you don’t have time to clear out everything when you screw your friends over and run…
Placing the drawer back Roberto starts to unpack his suitcase, refilling the space with his own things before unfolding a large tricolour flag. Holding it in both hands Roberto walks towards the wall and pins it up, taking a few steps back to admire his work, folding his arms.
Roberto Verona : That is much better, adds a bit of class to the joint. No more geek-ridden ****e anymore. Oh, that reminds me…
Roberto reaches into his backpack and produces a PlayStation 3, placing it carefully on a nearby table along with the cables and control pads and a few games. Going back inside the bag once more Roberto produces a few bottles of cologne and other grooming products, placing them side by side near a mirror before his phone begins to ring. Verona removes the phone from his jacket pocket and answers the call.
Roberto Verona : Hello?
As the person at the other ends responds Roberto begins to smile, turning away and walking into the centre of the locker room.
Roberto Verona : I wondered when you’d call back, how may I help you?
………
Roberto Verona : Williams got his, just like we’d planned. I wouldn’t worry too much about Gardner, I must be feeling generous these past weeks letting these guys have a share of the limelight whilst they still can.
………
Roberto Verona : Here? Sure I am just unpacking a few things before me and Venom sit down and go over a few plans for the Young Guns.
………
Roberto Verona : Yeah, I will see you then. Sure, yeah. Good bye.
Roberto removes the mobile from his ear, hanging up and sliding the device back into his pocket before walking over to a nearby table where his suitcase is laid. Opening it up Roberto removes his laptop, opening it up and turning it on. After a few moments he begins to hit a few keys before leaning forward on his hand, rubbing his fingers across his jaw.
Roberto Verona : Ricky Johnson? Seriously? First they put me in the ring with one complete nut job in Demetrious Young and then they throw me in there with this mental casualty? As if this guy needs his head scrambling up anymore…
Striking a few more keys Roberto opens up his blog and begins to make an entry…
So, because of the overwhelming demands laid at my doorstep by the millions and millions of nCw fans starved of a real hero I have decided to enter the virtual world to bring you my views on the nCw universe. Well, that and I really wanted to watch me knee Todd William’s in the head again on YouTube. Seriously, I just can’t watch that clip enough.
It has been an interesting week in the world of the Revolution, I suppose some props go out to ChrisTOPHER Gardner for a brave performance at Collision on Sunday but rest assured it is the first and only time he will get the better of me. Credit where it is due though, he won the battle but just like Todd William’s he will not be winning the war that is coming to the nCw. So well done Chris, please feel free to have a drink at my expense but considering you got your ass handed to you by a girl maybe you should have a few on me? I mean damn, talk about embarrassing Gardner you got schooled by somebody packing ovaries. My sympathies go out to you.
But let us not dwell too much on the past, after all I wouldn’t want to think too much about been pinned by the victim of domestic violence for too long when something far more important in my journey to the very top happened on that very night. No, I don’t mean when I gave Todd William’s the physical equivalent of the red ring of death, but when I revealed to the world that I was the newest member of the new Young Guns. I am now a part of the single most important faction in the nCw today, forget your Brat Packs and your EveryNonSense’s the Young Guns are the only group that matters in the nCw today. I suppose you might be asking yourselves what of the Revolution? Is it dead?
No, the revolution does not die after a few defeats. The simple fact remains that I will bring about change to the nCw and I haven’t deviated from those goals, I have simply upped the odds. Now, let us not forget that it is an undeniable fact that nCw is ridden with utter inadequacy but there are some who share this roster with me who are worthy to do so and the Young Guns fit the bill perfectly. Not only do we have the National Champion Venom, who successfully defended his title against Andrew “The Unloved Machine” Jacobsen but we also have Trish Newborn, the true Women’s Champion who will sooner or later reclaim her belt from the Man Juice Magnet. Last, and by no means least, the real nCw World Champion Charlie Velez who will unquestionably return to reclaim the prize that is rightfully his. Then of course, you can now count the irresistible force of change, the next big thing and the future icon of the nCw, it all adds up to be the single most dominant force in the nCw today and it is through this union with the only people on the roster who are worth a damn that I will bring about my revolution.
So sorry everybody, I haven’t given up like a regular Joe Everyman or Steve Awesome, I simply aren’t that weak minded. The revolution has simply been taken up a notch, after all it will hardly be hindered with the support of the best in the business today.
So that takes me on to this week and my latest opponent Ricky Johnson, I guess I had better not ignore this no mark completely although it would be easy to completely forget about him as he is hardly notable. So Ricky, you have come back for one last swansong? One last shot at glory? That sounds eerily familiar to Scotty Havok at Crossroads and the last time I heard he was still trying to find his teeth on the way to collect his pension, lord knows he hasn’t been able to show his face around here since I highlighted his many, many, many flaws. Now I am set to face another old man who just cannot accept that he has had his time in the limelight and just has to come back for one more shot and just like I did to Scotty, I will end your renaissance before it ever got a chance to flourish Ricky.
You know maybe if you spent less time arguing with your wife and more time not losing your marbles I may take our little bout seriously Ricky but frankly I can’t see any reason to be scared of you. You’re more likely to end up fighting the other half of your personality than having much of chance of making an impact against me Ricky and really I am doing you a favour, once I have finished beating you I will be sure to report you to the relevant authorities so you can get some serious help because I really don’t think it is in the interests of public safety to have guys like you running around frothing at the mouth.
Make no mistakes, this weekend you will be facing Roberto Verona, not Tempestad. You are up against a man who has more talent in his little finger than that no mark has in his entire body. Sure, I hit a few speed bumps the past couple of weeks but they are nothing more than little waves in the ocean of my success, everybody has a few off days and I am but a man, but that is still a man who is much better than you. I will enjoy kicking you all across the ring on Saturday night; let’s call it a little celebration to rejoice in my initiation to the Young Guns. Don’t feel too badly though Ricky, I am sure if you had timed your comeback a little better you wouldn’t be getting put out of the race so early, but I am afraid you’ve picked up a flat on the second lap and you’re going to go bonnet first into the tyre walls at Trauma. Never mind buddy, I am sure that means you can get back to your mental breakdown and continue ruining your marriage instead of getting some illusions of grandeur whenever you see the World title on the television.
On that note, I will leave you all to return back to your mediocre lives. Enjoy the working week whilst I enjoy the sunshine and a few drinks with my new co-workers, don’t worry I will be back soon to enrich your lives.
Ciao.
RV
Roberto uploads his work, smiling to himself with a self-satisfied smugness before turning his head suddenly as the door opens. Staring for a moment he begins to smile as the door closes.
Roberto Verona : Well, that was quick. It is nice to see you again Hannah.
Roberto begins to stand as Hannah walks to the center of the room, her long blonde hair running down her back and across her shoulders. Wearing a small leather jacket, t-shirt and jeans Hannah smiles as the two embrace.
Hannah : I couldn’t resist coming to check out the Young Guns locker room Roberto, not everybody gets this opportunity you know. Besides, I was getting tired of all the phone calls, I aren’t made of money you know.
Hannah grins as the pair walk over towards the table Roberto was previously sat at, both taking a seat before continuing to speak
Roberto Verona : Well, we needn’t worry too much about money Hannah, not after the good doctor paid up. It is good to see you again, I admit I am glad you came to your senses and got out of Chicago.
Hannah : You were right all along Roberto, I was pouring all my heart into a institution that was rotten to the core. No matter how hard I tried, nothing felt the same after you left. You opened up my eyes.
Roberto Verona : Well I am glad that you changed your mind anyway Hannah, we have a lot of work to do here and I mean a lot. Seriously, it was far worse than I ever thought.
Hannah : Well, I am here to help now Roberto, no more phone calls. It is time to start getting down to business.
Roberto Verona : I couldn’t agree more, the past few weeks have helped me get back into shape, now it is time to start recovering from a few poor results and getting back on track. Starting with Johnson on Saturday.
Hannah : Well, in that case we should get started. You’ve been looking a little sloppy in the past few weeks Roberto, it is time to get your head back in the game. You know you can beat Johnson, and I am damn sure you can beat Williams and Gardner when you aren’t distracted. Now is the time to start focusing your efforts solely into your bout against Johnson, forget everything else.
Roberto Verona : Wow, you still haven’t lost your touch for sweet talking have you?
Hannah raises her eyebrow and smirks at Roberto before he begins to continue.
Roberto Verona : However, you are right. I need to get my focus back, I don’t really want to lose to another embarrassing excuse for a wrestler for a third week in a row. Seriously, I have been doing the bookies a huge favour the past few weeks…
Suddenly the door opens back up and Venom re-enters the room, looking a little startled at the unknown company.
Roberto Verona : Ah, Venom, let me introduce you to somebody….