Proving Ground (Supremacy RP)

[The Dunne Deal]

*Writer's Note: Travis Monroe is my character from Destiny Wrestling

Ladies and Gentlemen, The Bell 2 Bell Wrestling Network is proud to present "The Writer's Block" with your host Destiny Wrestling's own

Travis Monroe.

Travis Monroe - "Hello everyone, and welcome to The Writer's Block, your number one source of one-on-one interviews with the stars of XHF, speaking of XHF, in exactly ten days the stars of AWF, AXW, SSS, DHW, RSW, & CW all head of on the high seas for XHF Supremacy. My guest tonight is one of those stars. One-Third of the AVA, and creator of the Bull-Naza Battle Royale, The Glasgow Bull Wellington Dunne".

Dunne's music hits, and we see walk out on stage dressed in a brand new suit.

Monroe - "Welcome to the show, Mr. Dunne."

Dunne - "It's a pleasure."

Monroe - "I brought you here today to discuss your match at Supremacy, who do you, the laughingstock of the AVA, plan to walk away with the win, much less walk away at all?"

Dunne looks taken back by the question.

Dunne - "Excuse me?"

Monroe - "I said how do you, the laugh..."

Before Monroe can finish, Dunne has his hand around his throat

Dunne - "Finish that question, I fucking dare!"

Monroe - "All I'm saying compared to both Raymond James, and Anthony Caffrey, you seem to be the weak link in the group?"

Dunne - "And that's a joke to you, a quick laugh, an easy to get people to watch the piece of shit show."

Monroe - "No, I'm just saying..."

Dunne - "You're saying shit, this I why I hate interviews, every single one of you always has to find a way to piss me off. Am I happy with the way my career has been so far, fuck no, who would be? I enjoy the fact that I haven't won in singles competition since I made my debut, fuck no. I left GWA because I felt like was being dicked around, and I start to feel the same way here. For a while I thought is because there was no real competition. I mean the only real men I've seen so far are my, James, and Caffrey. I wanted competition, but instead, all I see is a President who wants to bang everything in sight, like a horny Chihuahua, a false king, and a psycho bitch who talks to ducks. That's why I made the match for Supremacy, I want to see if any of the other feds in XHF had any real competition, but what do I get instead, I got a Family Man, a girl obsessed with cockroaches, the So-Called Living Hardcore Legend, a giant idiot, a Power Ranger, and the salvage form a dumpster fire from behind a Freddy Fazbear's Pizzeria. But maybe my issue isn't who face. Maybe it's me, maybe it's how I do my promos, well if that's the case. Then I sorry, I sorry I can't build this world for all you marks out there, sitting at home, with your hands around the pencil-thin you call a dick as jerk-off to Mia Khalifa online, in between the shit you post on social media."

Dunne stands up and pulls a piece of fabric, form the pocket.

Dunne - "You see this, this is a piece of the Dunne family Tartan. Its color has never faded, never ran. And, as long as sweat pours down my brow, tears flow from my eyes, and blood pumps through my veins, I will do everything in my power to win. You see to some people this match as suicide as a way to make someone bleed. See me, I don't, I see this match as my coming-out party, my day of reckoning, my way of shutting all my doubters the fuck up. This is me giving the internet darling something else to bitch about. Make this clear, I don't care about my safety or the safety of anyone stupid enough to get in the ring with me. This is no pleasure cruise, this is Hell on the High Seas, and not even Poseiden himself will be able to prevent the damage I willing to do in order to win. If I can't go out there and give it everything I have and walk away with the win. Then I do deserve to be called a wrestler. So my final say on the matter. You signed away your souls. The Bull has spoken. I leave Supremacy a winner. You all leave battered and broken!"