War? Praise the Lord! (BoBII RP Part 1)
Oct 3, 2023 12:16:42 GMT -5
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Post by "The High Roller" Wesley Crane on Oct 3, 2023 12:16:42 GMT -5
The scene begins with an aerial view of the home of Hall of Famer, Timmy Draven. If you’ve seen other promos from “The High Roller” Wesley Crane, you’ll know that Timmy is a mentor, a father figure to Wesley. Timmy has trained Wesley and taught him everything he knows about the business.
The aerial view shows a good chunk of Draven Acres. You can see Timmy’s log cabin. You can see the area where his cattle free range and roam the land. You can see a pig pen with a handful of pigs wrestling around for the scraps of food left in the trough. You can see a goat pen with a bunch of Nigerian Dwarfs pouncing around. Off to the other side of the property is an exceptionally large garden filled with all sorts of varieties of vegetables.
As the camera zooms in, we see Timmy Draven sitting in one of his Adirondack chairs by the firepit. Suddenly, a Hummer stretch limousine pulls up. The back passenger side door opens and out steps “The High Roller” Wesley Crane. As always, he’s dressed to impress, but instead of wearing one of his custom, $10,000 suits, he’s wearing a pair of designer jeans and a buttoned down black dress shirt with the top three buttons unbuttoned to show off his chiseled physique. The sleeves of his black buttoned down shirt are rolled up a couple of times. He removes his custom aviator sunglasses and tucks them away in the front pocket of his shirt. Timmy stands up and walks over to Wesley. They give each other a hug, a manly hug of course, and grin at one another.
Timmy Draven: “Welcome back, my boy.”
“The High Roller” Wesley Crane: “Timmy, I swear, getting satellite internet won’t kill you. I know you are against any technology here at Draven Acres, but come on, man… you’re killing me. I get outside the city limits and the internet divebombs. You know how important I am. You know how busy my social life is. Not having the internet isn’t acceptable.”
Timmy Draven: “Ya know, you could always stay in Syracuse, or the UK. I mean, you don’t NEED to come here, Wesley.”
Wesley knows Timmy has a point.
“The High Roller” Wesley Crane: “Fair enough.”
Timmy reaches out and pats Wesley on the shoulder.
Timmy Draven: “So what brings you here today?”
“The High Roller” Wesley Crane: “I have to see Obediah.”
For those who do not know, Obediah is an old, former preacher man who has cancer and has come to Draven Acres to stay on Timmy’s land until he passes away. For Timmy, Obediah is his life mentor. Timmy looks a little shocked.
Timmy Draven: “Obediah hasn’t been doing well. I’m not sure how good he’ll be for you.”
“The High Roller” Wesley Crane: “Well that’s a chance I’m willing to take.”
Timmy Draven: “What’s going on? Why are you so adamant to see Obediah?”
Wesley takes a deep breath, walks over to the Adirondack chairs and takes a seat in one. Timmy walks over and takes a seat in one of the chairs as well.
“The High Roller” Wesley Crane: “I have a huge match set up for Battle of Britain II. It’s against Lord Dominicus.”
Timmy looks confused.
Timmy Draven: “Lord?”
“The High Roller” Wesley Crane: “Yes, Lord. He’s trying to take over Wrestle:UK and make it what he wants it to be.”
Timmy Draven: “So wait, are you a “face” now?”
“The High Roller” Wesley Crane: “Fuc-”
Timmy quickly interrupts him.
Timmy Draven: “Language! You know we don’t use such words here at Draven Acres.”
“The High Roller” Wesley Crane: “My bad. Now, I’m definitely not a good guy. I’m still as rotten as ever.”
Timmy Draven: “It’s never too late to turn the page and become one of the good guys.”
“The High Roller” Wesley Crane: “There’s two things I hate. Brussel Sprouts and good guys. Both make me sick to my stomach.”
Timmy grins.
Timmy Draven: “So this Lord Dominicus, tell me about him.”
“The High Roller” Wesley Crane: “He calls himself “The Real Lord”...”
Timmy Draven: “So tell me what you’re going to do. How are you going to handle this problem?”
“The High Roller” Wesley Crane: “I thought you wanted to know about him.”
Timmy Draven: “I’d rather talk about what you’re going to do rather than the details of this Lord Dominicus… and what’s up with you smashing a beer bottle over a woman’s head?”
“The High Roller” Wesley Crane: “You heard about that?”
Timmy Draven: “Wesley, I hear about everything. I might be retired. I might live in the middle of the woods with no internet or television, but I still know what’s going on, you can believe that.”
“The High Roller” Wesley Crane: “The beer bottle… well… she had it coming.”
Timmy Draven: “But why?”
“The High Roller” Wesley Crane: “For now, let’s just put it like this. Kasper Van Zant irks me. She thinks she has a place in the business, but the truth is, her and her fuc-”
Timmy Draven: “Language!”
“The High Roller” Wesley Crane: “Her and her psychotic family don’t deserve to be in the same wrestling federation as Wesley Crane.”
Timmy Draven: “I’m all for women wrestling against men, even if it is a touchy subject for some (
) but cheap shots with beer bottles is something I’ve never trained you to do.”
Timmy gives Wesley a look. Wesley just carries on with the conversation.
“The High Roller” Wesley Crane: “Same with Lord Dominicus. He walks into Wrestle:UK and thinks he can take over. The truth is, he’s got no rights being in the same company as Wesley Crane. He thinks he is special but the truth is, he’s a phony. He’s no real Lord.”
Timmy Draven: “There’s only one true Lord.”
“The High Roller” Wesley Crane: “Amen!”
Timmy Draven: “Thou shalt have no other gods before me. Exodus 20:3”
“The High Roller” Wesley Crane: (mockingly) “Praise the Lord!”
The aerial view shows a good chunk of Draven Acres. You can see Timmy’s log cabin. You can see the area where his cattle free range and roam the land. You can see a pig pen with a handful of pigs wrestling around for the scraps of food left in the trough. You can see a goat pen with a bunch of Nigerian Dwarfs pouncing around. Off to the other side of the property is an exceptionally large garden filled with all sorts of varieties of vegetables.
As the camera zooms in, we see Timmy Draven sitting in one of his Adirondack chairs by the firepit. Suddenly, a Hummer stretch limousine pulls up. The back passenger side door opens and out steps “The High Roller” Wesley Crane. As always, he’s dressed to impress, but instead of wearing one of his custom, $10,000 suits, he’s wearing a pair of designer jeans and a buttoned down black dress shirt with the top three buttons unbuttoned to show off his chiseled physique. The sleeves of his black buttoned down shirt are rolled up a couple of times. He removes his custom aviator sunglasses and tucks them away in the front pocket of his shirt. Timmy stands up and walks over to Wesley. They give each other a hug, a manly hug of course, and grin at one another.
Timmy Draven: “Welcome back, my boy.”
“The High Roller” Wesley Crane: “Timmy, I swear, getting satellite internet won’t kill you. I know you are against any technology here at Draven Acres, but come on, man… you’re killing me. I get outside the city limits and the internet divebombs. You know how important I am. You know how busy my social life is. Not having the internet isn’t acceptable.”
Timmy Draven: “Ya know, you could always stay in Syracuse, or the UK. I mean, you don’t NEED to come here, Wesley.”
Wesley knows Timmy has a point.
“The High Roller” Wesley Crane: “Fair enough.”
Timmy reaches out and pats Wesley on the shoulder.
Timmy Draven: “So what brings you here today?”
“The High Roller” Wesley Crane: “I have to see Obediah.”
For those who do not know, Obediah is an old, former preacher man who has cancer and has come to Draven Acres to stay on Timmy’s land until he passes away. For Timmy, Obediah is his life mentor. Timmy looks a little shocked.
Timmy Draven: “Obediah hasn’t been doing well. I’m not sure how good he’ll be for you.”
“The High Roller” Wesley Crane: “Well that’s a chance I’m willing to take.”
Timmy Draven: “What’s going on? Why are you so adamant to see Obediah?”
Wesley takes a deep breath, walks over to the Adirondack chairs and takes a seat in one. Timmy walks over and takes a seat in one of the chairs as well.
“The High Roller” Wesley Crane: “I have a huge match set up for Battle of Britain II. It’s against Lord Dominicus.”
Timmy looks confused.
Timmy Draven: “Lord?”
“The High Roller” Wesley Crane: “Yes, Lord. He’s trying to take over Wrestle:UK and make it what he wants it to be.”
Timmy Draven: “So wait, are you a “face” now?”
“The High Roller” Wesley Crane: “Fuc-”
Timmy quickly interrupts him.
Timmy Draven: “Language! You know we don’t use such words here at Draven Acres.”
“The High Roller” Wesley Crane: “My bad. Now, I’m definitely not a good guy. I’m still as rotten as ever.”
Timmy Draven: “It’s never too late to turn the page and become one of the good guys.”
“The High Roller” Wesley Crane: “There’s two things I hate. Brussel Sprouts and good guys. Both make me sick to my stomach.”
Timmy grins.
Timmy Draven: “So this Lord Dominicus, tell me about him.”
“The High Roller” Wesley Crane: “He calls himself “The Real Lord”...”
Timmy Draven: “So tell me what you’re going to do. How are you going to handle this problem?”
“The High Roller” Wesley Crane: “I thought you wanted to know about him.”
Timmy Draven: “I’d rather talk about what you’re going to do rather than the details of this Lord Dominicus… and what’s up with you smashing a beer bottle over a woman’s head?”
“The High Roller” Wesley Crane: “You heard about that?”
Timmy Draven: “Wesley, I hear about everything. I might be retired. I might live in the middle of the woods with no internet or television, but I still know what’s going on, you can believe that.”
“The High Roller” Wesley Crane: “The beer bottle… well… she had it coming.”
Timmy Draven: “But why?”
“The High Roller” Wesley Crane: “For now, let’s just put it like this. Kasper Van Zant irks me. She thinks she has a place in the business, but the truth is, her and her fuc-”
Timmy Draven: “Language!”
“The High Roller” Wesley Crane: “Her and her psychotic family don’t deserve to be in the same wrestling federation as Wesley Crane.”
Timmy Draven: “I’m all for women wrestling against men, even if it is a touchy subject for some (
) but cheap shots with beer bottles is something I’ve never trained you to do.”Timmy gives Wesley a look. Wesley just carries on with the conversation.
“The High Roller” Wesley Crane: “Same with Lord Dominicus. He walks into Wrestle:UK and thinks he can take over. The truth is, he’s got no rights being in the same company as Wesley Crane. He thinks he is special but the truth is, he’s a phony. He’s no real Lord.”
Timmy Draven: “There’s only one true Lord.”
“The High Roller” Wesley Crane: “Amen!”
Timmy Draven: “Thou shalt have no other gods before me. Exodus 20:3”
“The High Roller” Wesley Crane: (mockingly) “Praise the Lord!”
