Post by Deleted on Jun 4, 2018 5:46:36 GMT -5
Rumpke is seen sweating his ass off moving hot mix in the 90 degree weather while he thinks about the next job he has after this.. He's got to plant 1500 strawberry crowns and after that maybe he can pick the existing berries that are already ripe. Meanwhile he thinks about his recently planted 600 tomato plants that need a drink. All's he has are buckets and a can. There just isn't enough of him to go around. The Blacktop company named Flynn and Sons. It takes up an average of 12 hours a day.. This man is only suppose to be part time but Greg has called in a favor and Rumpke is there to see it through even if other areas of his life suffer. Right now, one place that has certainly been suffering from this extended workload is SFT and that upsets Rumpke but he has too live. The Drunken Brawler virtually donates his time while others seem to get some funds or satisfaction out of it.. Derek is happy to see SFT going and he feels that he's got to be there to help. After all, most of the people around now are lazy while some don't give a shit about SFT. The others are busy like Rumpke, trying to make both worlds go around despite it being a very demanding task. These people, they don't have any sort of quit in them. These men don't give a shit what stands before them. A mountain is only meant to be conquered in their eyes..
Sadly, Rumpke can't say the same for the pathetic egotistical piece of trash that he is facing this week.. Jackson Kent who suddenly appeared after so many times of vanishing while on the card. Suddenly this joker comes back and instantly thinks that he is the best thing to SFT since sliced bread. When he won the Intercontinental Championship, it seemed that his head just exploded. This man suddenly became god's gift to SFT..
Rumpke has another thought to that bullshit that Jackson Kent spews, He knows that Jackson Kent or Big Kent is full of shit. This man, doesn't hold a candle to him. Sure, he is taller but this snowflake lacks guts. Rumpke knows that if there is a little bit of heat involved, this joker will dissolve and as a result; Rumpke will bring the furnace. Jackson Kent, he doesn't have a prayer against a true SFT veteran. There isn't a prayer even if his supporter wants to try and rig things in "Big Kent's" favor. This short and stalky bulldozer will force that building too the ground. It's not a question of who is bigger. But it's a statement of who is more driven. Not only that, this seven foot tall, linky son of a gun that weighs in at 281 pounds is a joke.. He's a tall toothpick. Rumpke knows that center of gravity is in his favor. The Drunken Brawler may only be 5'10 but that will help him get lower if "Big Kent" tries to push him around.. The Drunk One, doesn't fear this snowflake, not because he's raped Jackson Kent's ass a time or two in the past with little resistance but because he has had a lifetime of experience of using his 235 pounds.. Rumpke, knows how to bring the tall and linky buttercup down to his knees. He understands how to get past his reach. This brawler, he has been a pure striker since 2003. That's been his focus ever since when he goes to fight. He knows that grappling can be countered by a hard strike to the correct place at the right place. So when I say that Jackson Kent stands no chance to take him on. I'm not over reaching. It's a fact despite what Big Kent wants to claim. Kent may want to try and convince all of you that he is going to have his way with Rumpke, but don't be fooled. If you put money down on this match. It would be in your best interest to place it on the Drunken Brawler.
Be warned that Big Kent may want to tell each of you that he is the most gifted but the fact is that he is a little fish trying to get bigger. He isn't capable of meeting The Drunken Brawler head on, even though this man's ego wants you to think he can. Rumpke laughs when Jackson Kent tries to say that he is the best here and he wouldn't be surprised if Jackson Kent vanishes here in the now seeing that he's got to step up against someone that is better than him.. Rumpke doesn't give a shit what Jackson Kent thinks and while Big Kent might try to return that favor. The undeniable fact is that Kent can't keep up with the small and wirey wrecking ball that will not only run circles around him while hitting the pathetic tower around every curve.. But this short and stalky tank will also run right through this weak man as if he wasn't even there in the first place.
And if his girlfriend had anything wise to tell this blind giant. She'd tell him to try and end this match as quick as he could because each minute that goes by; Every hit that the gentle giant took would play into the small dozer's hand. She'd tell him to try to not go toe to toe with Rumpke if she had any brain at all. But Alas, Rumpke doubts that is the case. In fact, he expects a last minute jump from Jackson Kent just so he can try to catch the Drunk One by surprise yet the thing is, Rumpke is more driven than ever to win this match. Not because of the Intercontinental Champion. This soon to be revealed grudge match isn't so The Drunken Brawler can stand his ground as the Hardcore Champion. Hell, it's not even because of that big towers mouth nor is it because of Rumpke's drive to keep pushing no matter what beating he receives. Those are only secondary things that push this machine known as Rumpke. The reason why this drunk is going to bend that tall snowflake over before raping his ass is purely because of Revenge..
Surprisingly, Kent has been quiet for quite some time. Rumpke has waited as long as he will.. Jackson's handicap is officially over. It's time to step up snowflake, if you feel like you won't melt once the heat comes.. Honestly, Rumpke doesn't give a fuck if any of the snowflakes melt. Jackson Kent, this self proclaimed champion who is in fact just a placeholder will be the first to fall for what; the third or fourth time?
Not to mention, all of the shit that has pissed Rumpke off. Heaven forbid that I get into every sort of games that have been brought. He'd not only hate me discussing it but he'd be tempted to let Steele take over now just so he could grow cold. But Rumpke doesn't want to lose life to Steele. That is a curse that is avoidable most of the time but it will always keep trying and even win sometimes.. This is another reason that Rumpke will be too much for Big Kent. Honestly, I'm done with the nickname quotes because the guy isn't a big guy. He doesn't deserve any resemblance of respect from Rumpke when he's a mold-able piece of clay. The Drunk One laughs at this soft man. He has waited for someone to throw Jackson Kent in the feeding tank when Kent thought he was something and now we are here.
Rumpke thinks about what Erika told Jackson their last promo. Her opening sentence was.. "I'm so glad that we're spending more time together. But, what's even better is now that you're a champion once again.."
"She feeds into her man also Just like Robert Saints woman does as well.. They have to try to build the poor little boys up.." Rumpke says to himself. He thinks about Jackson and everything he has said before understanding that both of these fools are meant for each other. Perhaps that's why they briefly had an alliance going on. And then he thinks about the similarities between the promos of these idiots. Rumpke cant help but chuckling briefly as he still slings the hot asphalt around the area for the looters.. He thinks about how their women feed into the man. It's pathetic how these women must build their men up. Apparently these models are with weak men. "A chain is as strong as a weakest link" goes through his mind just before the thought of Eve giving into Lucifer's temptations passes in his mind. He smirks as the large pile quickly vanishes before our eyes..
He wants both Robert Saints and Jackson Kent to know that they are weak minded fools and that is why they will never hold onto titles here in SFT consistently until they do some soul searching and work to better themselves. Hell, if Rumpke wanted those titles. He'd take them from either men easily at any time. It'd be like ripping a sucker out of a kids mouth. All they could do would be cry and hope their women come to stand up for them. But the fact is. Rumpke has curbed his appetite. For SFT due to the fact that he can't be here full time at this moment. And that doesn't make The Drunk One weak. It only means he respects SFT itself despite the weak minded idiots that are capable of moving in like scavengers to claim gold that they never once had any business of holding on to. This drunk just wishes that they'd start acting like champions instead of meek newcomers but he won't hold his breath because it seems that there is no hope for them.
Rumpke is open to any of them trying to take his Hardcore title at anytime. Fact is, none of them can hold up if the shit hits the fan. If they want a straight up fight. Only a few here have any hope of prying this title from his hands. This Hardcore title is the most consistent championship here in SFT and he wants every single one of you to know that will never change until someone is ready to step up as well as being capable of going the distance with him. And that isn't you Jackson Kent. You have less just a little time left to tell people how your shit doesn't stink. You've got that amount of time to try and convince Erika that you're the big dog here. You may try to tell everyone else here but no one believes you. All of them know that Rumpke is willing to put more into this fight than you are. We all know that this drunk will walk out of this match with the Hardcore title.
So while you may succeed at pulling the wool over your puppets eyes. Everyone is going to win a little money on Rumpke when they inevitably bet on him because they all know that you are a snowflake. There isn't any grit in your body at all and this drunk; he knows that too. You've not proven yourself to be a strong competitor once here in SFT. Sure, you won that Intercontinental title from Robert Saints who also was just a placeholder.. That title has been passed around too much lately; Rumpke hopes that you can shape up before your next title defense and actually start to bring some consistency to that championship.
He's just licking his lips waiting to put another paper champion in his place just like he did Jamo, or Andrew. Rumpke was tempted to throw Emerson and Twilight in that previous sentence but the fact is. They are true veterans that would give their life to fight for SFT. Those two men push themselves hard and their opponents even harder. They've got grit
Rumpke knows that Jackson Kent is a sissy deep down and he can't wait to tear into you once again. But this right here, the silence in between; It is your chance to step up to try and act like a SFT champion. This silence is your last chance to make something of yourself.
Jackson Kent, one reason I took out Louis Cypher for you because you were struggling. Not only because of that though. Because the Hardcore Championship is the title to beat. If neither of you thought that I wouldn't have anything to say about your "battle of champions"; Then both of you were fooling yourselves. This title that represents the Hardcore Championship is the most secure title here at this time. It is the top title despite being defended seldom, no one has pried it from me for quite awhile. It's the consistent title here at this time. Shame on any of you that thought any different, and now you know. That I'm going to place this title of his on the line against you Jackson Kent who is a suppose to be a champion because the drunk one doesn't fear you. I'm going to give you a shot to truly stand up next week and say that you've earned something instead of it being given to you. If you earn this title, then you can call yourself a champion but even if that does happen. I wouldn't come out and claim that you are the best here because that's just not true. I'm not the best here either but I am better than you. I've got more drive in my pinky than you've got in your whole body. Regardless, I do you give this a go and attempt to over throw me. I'd hate to beat the piss out of you so easily. It would be so much better for you to man up and fight me so I can show you how to be a champion.
So, for the mean time. take this little amount of time that you have left, do what you can to get rid of all of these doubts that you have in your mind and try to give the people a decent match.
The scene cuts out to a black screen.
