Rob Garcia reacts to Freakke and Cade.
Sept 14, 2021 21:17:25 GMT -5
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Post by Rob Garcia on Sept 14, 2021 21:17:25 GMT -5
Day: Sunday
Time: 5:30pm
Location: Parkdale, Calgary Alberta Canada.
We find ourselves in the newly acquired home of Rob Garcia. The place has been decorated nicely as we can see and we find Rob in the den sitting in one of the couches where he was just watching his TV. In fact he just finished watching the promos of Lochlyn Cade and Freakke. Rob sits there pondering on what to say first. He strokes his beard with a grin.
Rob: Can you believe this schmuck? He asked if I like being called Robbie? Do I? Yeah sure, it's a better name than Lochlyn Chode. Do you mind if I keep calling you Mr. Chode?
He says with a smug expression.
Rob: Or should I call you Big L? Cus you took a big L on your last visit to your barber, bro. Chode, Big L, anything's better than Lochlyn! Holy shit! Your parents had 9 months to come up with a name and the best they could do was Lochlyn?! You should be requesting a match with your parents at Fight for the Fallen after that whole atrocity!
Rob says chuckling.
Rob: You think you'd make a good soldier? No sir, you make a good bitch, cus that's what you are. A privileged bitch, who got handed a great opportunity and now you think we in the locker room should respect you! Anyone of us would be champ now if we got gifted the opportunities that you had, you spoiled ass pussy.
Rob shakes his head, again giggling.
Rob: And then of course we got Freak, excuse me, Freak’kay. He likes it when I call him that, obviously. He went on a rant about how it's supposed to be pronounced, you want to be called a freak, then learn to spell it correctly, you fucking weirdo. The name freak fits you well, though. Cus you're a fucking freak. A walking side show. I didn't understand half the bullshit that was coming out of your mouth! You choked on a bad, ugly slim driving 3 musketeers? What the hell are you saying bro? How'd you get signed here?
Rob questions with a grin.
Rob: We got a mentally ill homeless man that can't speak or spell. Then on the other side the spoiled privileged Brit. What the hell did I sign up for? I demand NPW sanitize that ring before and after Freak’kay gets in it. And I want a contract to be signed by Lochlyn Chode stating he can't summon the beast that his Karen like mom is and get her to sue me, and my millions of dollars.
Rob leans forward folding his hands and smiles.
Rob: If this is the best the cruiserweight division has to offer, this is gonna be a breeze!
Rob says with a laugh and the scene fades to black.
/\/fades out\/\
Time: 5:30pm
Location: Parkdale, Calgary Alberta Canada.
We find ourselves in the newly acquired home of Rob Garcia. The place has been decorated nicely as we can see and we find Rob in the den sitting in one of the couches where he was just watching his TV. In fact he just finished watching the promos of Lochlyn Cade and Freakke. Rob sits there pondering on what to say first. He strokes his beard with a grin.
Rob: Can you believe this schmuck? He asked if I like being called Robbie? Do I? Yeah sure, it's a better name than Lochlyn Chode. Do you mind if I keep calling you Mr. Chode?
He says with a smug expression.
Rob: Or should I call you Big L? Cus you took a big L on your last visit to your barber, bro. Chode, Big L, anything's better than Lochlyn! Holy shit! Your parents had 9 months to come up with a name and the best they could do was Lochlyn?! You should be requesting a match with your parents at Fight for the Fallen after that whole atrocity!
Rob says chuckling.
Rob: You think you'd make a good soldier? No sir, you make a good bitch, cus that's what you are. A privileged bitch, who got handed a great opportunity and now you think we in the locker room should respect you! Anyone of us would be champ now if we got gifted the opportunities that you had, you spoiled ass pussy.
Rob shakes his head, again giggling.
Rob: And then of course we got Freak, excuse me, Freak’kay. He likes it when I call him that, obviously. He went on a rant about how it's supposed to be pronounced, you want to be called a freak, then learn to spell it correctly, you fucking weirdo. The name freak fits you well, though. Cus you're a fucking freak. A walking side show. I didn't understand half the bullshit that was coming out of your mouth! You choked on a bad, ugly slim driving 3 musketeers? What the hell are you saying bro? How'd you get signed here?
Rob questions with a grin.
Rob: We got a mentally ill homeless man that can't speak or spell. Then on the other side the spoiled privileged Brit. What the hell did I sign up for? I demand NPW sanitize that ring before and after Freak’kay gets in it. And I want a contract to be signed by Lochlyn Chode stating he can't summon the beast that his Karen like mom is and get her to sue me, and my millions of dollars.
Rob leans forward folding his hands and smiles.
Rob: If this is the best the cruiserweight division has to offer, this is gonna be a breeze!
Rob says with a laugh and the scene fades to black.
/\/fades out\/\
