Post by kiddiaz316 on Feb 15, 2022 18:36:24 GMT -5
Joint RP (Stewart and Jay)
(The camera pans to the parking lot where a black limo comes to a screaming halt. A short, fat little Mexican looking bastard heads to the back and grabs the door handle. He steps to the side and Black Hand members (RATED M- DIAZ AND MILLER) THE WORLD TAG TEAM CHAMPIONS emerge. Kid out first in a navy blue Armani suit, black loafers and some aviators with both his championships over both shoulders and some scantily clad ladies of the night who are of Mexican descent.)
Diaz: The champs are here!
(The camera pans to the opening area of SLAMTOWN where reporters and fans are lined up snapping photos, taking videos and waving their home signs and waving their Blackhand merchandise.)
Diaz: (Looking back at Miller) Ready champ?
Miller steps out of the limo
Miller: (looks around with a smile) You better fucking believe it man!
(Diaz and Miller enter the building and are met by SLAMTOWN manager Billie McBurnie.)
McBurnie: How are we making out lads?
(McBurnie shakes hands with Diaz and then Miller. He hands Diaz an already cracked beer and a water bottle to Miller! Diaz tilts his head back and takes a gulp.)
Diaz: I was in Quebec this week signing some endorsement deals with Underarmour, Adidas, Old Spice, Gillette, Pepsi and Costco! Rated M are in high demand!
Miller: We are the hottest ticket in this company. Everyone wants a piece. Are we gonna stop? Not a fucking chance!
Diaz: I hear ya brother!
(Kid takes another drink as he and Miller make their way to their private booth that is literally a private section of the club! It’s laced with Blackhand memorabilia and custom signs, autographs of sport Athletes and foreign digatories and politicians from around the world! Kid slides his beer on the table and lays his championships on the booth. He sits down.)
Diaz: House of Salvaje gets their moment in the spotlight it appears!
Miller: Let's give them some credit Kid…..they go about portraying themselves as this power couple but they ain't. They are just two phonies in a fake ass world!
(Miller slugs his water bottle.)
Diaz: Fake maybe but phony no! They represent the gays, the queers and all fancy colours of rainbow. They are bad ass bitches inside and outside of the ring ya know! They represent the 1%!
(Kid looks at Miller and they both begin laughing.)
Diaz: Nah man, they are fake as fuck! Fucking tit donkey’s! Where do they find these mother fuckers? Dude or whatever wins one championship for like a week, he is King or Queen now? Fuck off!
(Kid SLAMS his beer back.)
Miller: We are the true Kings of UPW….(Points at Diaz) You more so because you had an actual crown.
(They both laugh.)
Miller: With Bish on hiatus or something and Rain has his own shit to do. We, The Black Hand. …The Rated M mother fuckers. Day one dynamos. We've got good because we are the break winners of this company. Not CJ the baby, not House of Sausage lovers and certainly not this new breed of jokers that are coming in at the bottom. The Black Hand are forever the top of the mountain!
Diaz: We're not here to follow rules. We're not here to take orders. It's not about the fame, it's not about the power and it's not about the titles. The Blackhand is who we are, we make our own rules, we listen to no one, we crush everyone who gets in our fucking way!
Miller: And Maddox and Candy just become another victim of the Rated M locomotive!
(Drinks his water and slides it down the bar)
Diaz: I don’t care what kind of fairytale these two think they are living but a blood stained hurricane is coming their way!
(Kid slams his beer back and the Camera fades to black.)
(End Feed)
(The camera pans to the parking lot where a black limo comes to a screaming halt. A short, fat little Mexican looking bastard heads to the back and grabs the door handle. He steps to the side and Black Hand members (RATED M- DIAZ AND MILLER) THE WORLD TAG TEAM CHAMPIONS emerge. Kid out first in a navy blue Armani suit, black loafers and some aviators with both his championships over both shoulders and some scantily clad ladies of the night who are of Mexican descent.)
Diaz: The champs are here!
(The camera pans to the opening area of SLAMTOWN where reporters and fans are lined up snapping photos, taking videos and waving their home signs and waving their Blackhand merchandise.)
Diaz: (Looking back at Miller) Ready champ?
Miller steps out of the limo
Miller: (looks around with a smile) You better fucking believe it man!
(Diaz and Miller enter the building and are met by SLAMTOWN manager Billie McBurnie.)
McBurnie: How are we making out lads?
(McBurnie shakes hands with Diaz and then Miller. He hands Diaz an already cracked beer and a water bottle to Miller! Diaz tilts his head back and takes a gulp.)
Diaz: I was in Quebec this week signing some endorsement deals with Underarmour, Adidas, Old Spice, Gillette, Pepsi and Costco! Rated M are in high demand!
Miller: We are the hottest ticket in this company. Everyone wants a piece. Are we gonna stop? Not a fucking chance!
Diaz: I hear ya brother!
(Kid takes another drink as he and Miller make their way to their private booth that is literally a private section of the club! It’s laced with Blackhand memorabilia and custom signs, autographs of sport Athletes and foreign digatories and politicians from around the world! Kid slides his beer on the table and lays his championships on the booth. He sits down.)
Diaz: House of Salvaje gets their moment in the spotlight it appears!
Miller: Let's give them some credit Kid…..they go about portraying themselves as this power couple but they ain't. They are just two phonies in a fake ass world!
(Miller slugs his water bottle.)
Diaz: Fake maybe but phony no! They represent the gays, the queers and all fancy colours of rainbow. They are bad ass bitches inside and outside of the ring ya know! They represent the 1%!
(Kid looks at Miller and they both begin laughing.)
Diaz: Nah man, they are fake as fuck! Fucking tit donkey’s! Where do they find these mother fuckers? Dude or whatever wins one championship for like a week, he is King or Queen now? Fuck off!
(Kid SLAMS his beer back.)
Miller: We are the true Kings of UPW….(Points at Diaz) You more so because you had an actual crown.
(They both laugh.)
Miller: With Bish on hiatus or something and Rain has his own shit to do. We, The Black Hand. …The Rated M mother fuckers. Day one dynamos. We've got good because we are the break winners of this company. Not CJ the baby, not House of Sausage lovers and certainly not this new breed of jokers that are coming in at the bottom. The Black Hand are forever the top of the mountain!
Diaz: We're not here to follow rules. We're not here to take orders. It's not about the fame, it's not about the power and it's not about the titles. The Blackhand is who we are, we make our own rules, we listen to no one, we crush everyone who gets in our fucking way!
Miller: And Maddox and Candy just become another victim of the Rated M locomotive!
(Drinks his water and slides it down the bar)
Diaz: I don’t care what kind of fairytale these two think they are living but a blood stained hurricane is coming their way!
(Kid slams his beer back and the Camera fades to black.)
(End Feed)