A nice Monday night drive (Rat Rumble Rp 7)

[RattyMcDaddy]

We open this scene in the back of a town car. The passenger door is open and people speaking can be heard, yet the words being said cannot be made out. Shadows can be seen outside, and the trunk being closed can be heard. The shadows shift about and Rat Bastard climbs into the back seat.....he jumps a bit as he notices the camera....

Jesus Christ, you guys always know when some shit is going on don't ya? You mother fuckers are better then TMZ are figuring shit out. Its God damn 10:30 at night, and you assholes are on it like Timeless' protrayal of Caffery, 100%.

Rat rolls his eyes a bit at the camera man, the driver comes to the door and leans in.

Mr. Bastard, is everything alright? Do I need to remove anyone from the vehicle for you?

Rat looks over at the camera man and snarls, the back to the driver much more calm.

No, no. Thats quite alright, its Rumble season, any press is good press, since they made it this far, I say we let them stay. 

As you request Mr. Bastard.

The driver then shuts the rear door, as Rat makes himself a cocktail at the mini bar inside of the back. We hear the driver get it, shut his door, start the vehicle and start to drive. Rat takes a sip, and we can tell by his reaction that its contents are potent. Silence consumes the scene for a good 5 minutes are Rat finishes his cocktail them addresses the camera.

All this Rat Bastard is way past his prime. All this Rat Bastard is out of his element. All of this Rat Bastard is a talent of the past talk. I'm sick of hearing it. Talent doesn't have an expiration date, unless your Ryan Young, and that shit expired in January 2020. Right around the time the 'Rona started infecting the earth. Coincidence? I think not. Everyone wants to focus on how past my prime I am, on how I was a big deal 15 years ago. What they fail to realize is that I have had 15 years to rest this body. To recover from all the damage I took at the hands of people like Destruction,Scorpion, Reeshi, and mother fucking Mongo himself. Going to war with people like Hardcore Harry, MGK, Death Trap, and Rage on a weekly of not monthly basis was a real son of a bitch. The years I was in the XHF, the real XHF, were as grueling as they were rewarding, and I was fired. Yes,fired..........for somethings I did. So I took my ball and went home. I took my toys and left. I rested this body. I rested this soul. And then I seen how good you boys have it on the "Network". And I made my move to come back. But what do I come back too? Not a welcome home Ratty? Not a fucking shit look at this legend? No no no. I hear old man wise cracks. I hear fuckers trying to be cute with the past his prime jokes. Ya see, boys and girls, I wasn't at my prime when I was fired, I was like the Covid is right now, still on the climb up the line wasn't flattening, I was still claiming bodies, still adding to my death toll. 

Rat starts to make himself another cocktail, again you can tell by the first sip he takes, that it isn't a bar made drink, this is homemade and potent. Silence consumes the drive for another 5 minutes as he finishes his drink.

All this, the times have changed, and it's a new era, we are a new breed, we have out grown what you were back when it was just XHF.......such bullshit. This network is diluted with bullshit workers. Bullshit feds. If your not having a good time in one "network" federation, you have the option to jump to another, and jump again, and again. Imagine if you will every federation in this "Network" all in one. SWAT, AWF,MCCW, Jrock, Destiny.......all of them together under one roof.......thats what I come from. The XHF I know didn't embrace smaller federations and allow them to co habiate inside of a network, no no no. The XHF I know, ate them alive and swallowed them whole. Taking only the best of the best from that federation and giving them a chance to proove themselves. Giving them most importantly the chance to carry on the name of there once mighty company in a much bigger and better promotion, known as the XHF. Yet, me, the one lone wolf from that day and age of kill or be killed, Rat Bastard, I am the old wart on the witches face, the blimish of a "weaker time". I am rested, healthy, healed up. I may be older, but I am not put through the paces like most of you. I wasnt on the shelf with a concussion, an injury, in a coma............i was biding my time. I was watching and waiting to return. Old, thats subjective when you look at athletes like Tom Brady, Payton Manning, Labron James, Derrick Jetter, Barry Bonds, Roger Clements, but I can agree up in age, maybe. Past my prime? Out of my element? New day and age? XHF is in a better place? All of those are false. 

Rat cracks the window and lights a smoke. The driver rolls down the partition between his cab and the back seat.

No smoking in the vehicle or I will have to change a 500 cleaning fee.

Thats fine, I'm sure the "network" has more then enough money to take care of that, just get me where I'm going and charge what you need to. 

Rat smokes and silence consumes the cabin for another 5 minutes until he is finished. He rolls the window up again and continues.

The only one who benifits from your new age is Mongo, and the weaker links who bounce from fed to fed to fed trying to capture fame and fortune. Those loyal to one fed, they get the dick end of things. Everyone is clamoring for the next big thing, the next Caffery, the next Seth, or are banking on finding another LGBTKO, hoping for the next Zoran Sainovic, so home grown talent, or loyal wrestlers get the shaft. This have become a popularity contest, and a political game. I see what it is. But ya know, Ratty McB hasnt even been the popular choise. Then you add to that I am not liked because I am the old new guy around, the guy bragging about his past accomplishments, the guy who can put another notch in someones belt if he loses, but doesn't gain shit if he wins. I am shunned because of where and when I came from, and thats fine with me, the lot of you wouldn't have been shit in the real XHF during its prime. The lot of you don't deserve to be under the real XHF banner, thats what I'm glad it's an alphabet soup of shit, brought to you by the XHF Network. Then again its pissing alot of people off that I am going so hard in the Rumble, isn't it? But pissing people off is what I do........like I said, popularity contests aren't my forte.....

We are now about an hour and fifteen minutes into this drive and the car slows to a stop, the partition lowers again.

Are we here?

Yes, Mr. Bastard. But we have to wait until morning for visitation hours.

Thanks, pal, just relax, and get paid for sleeping on the job, or hell, come have a drink and a smoke if ya want. 

Rat opens the back door, the cold April air floods the back seat of the vehicle. The camera man gets out and catches Rat stretching, in the background a intentionally vague and unspecified prison is seen.

Shits about to get real interesting....

The camera focuses on the grey night sky as the scene fades to black.....