Post by Deleted on Feb 23, 2020 19:51:23 GMT -5
OOC- This promo isn't suppose to be counted for Titans 79. This rp is for ICW, where I'm going to take an earth compactor to their hive, LOL!! Just so I can stir the pot with a few more of them!
<--This is what happens when both "The Enforcer" and "Floyd McCarver" tries to shoot on me! Yeah, it doesn't work out as well as they planned and we'll get into that at another date and time; At least regarding Floyd McCarver that is; Sadly for that huge idiot, "The Enforcer", he's not going to be so lucky this time around because he has drawn the short straw this time around! While I'm currently begin vague about one, I'll promise all of you that this stupid Undertaker knock off will soon understand when I'm ready to show him my cards!! For now, I'm going to have a good time with the lineup at Thursday Night Thunder!*Tonight, Rumples and I have began our journey to Rochester, New York. We've just crossed the Indiana and Ohio border; We're taking Interstate 70 to Interstate 270 and we'll go from there by following the interstates to Rochester, New York!*
Rumples: Hey Rumpke, didn't Harold tell you that you were suppose to go to Seattle, Washington?
Rumpke: Yeah, that's right.
Rumples: Then why in the hell are Mike, you and I going to Rochester, New York!?!
Rumpke: We're going there because ICW has a Monday night event and I feel like screwing with the bee hive for some sort of reaction!
Rumples: Oh! Just like we use to do when we were kids?!
Rumpke: Yes, exactly like we use to do!
*Rumples thinks about it for a moment while he's smoking on a fat joint. Horrors of the past when yellow jackets as well as hornets would chase and sting him all up until the point when he was able to jump in a pond. He then remembers that the yellow jackets would hover over the pond for well past an hour while they waited for that poor little kid that decided to pour water in their hive! Rumples then exhales a huge cloud of smoke before he says.*
Rumples: I don't like this idea Rumpke. Each time we did that, it was me that got chased into the pond!
Rumpke: That's because you poured water into their hive! Remember how I usually handled the hives?
*Rumples begins daydreaming again and we see a mischievous young Rumpke pushing an active lawn mower right over the hive entrance; This little shit, then takes a few steps back when suddenly, we can hear the sound of many yellow jackets getting shredded by the lawn mower!*
Rumples: Yeah! The lawn mower trick!
*Rumpke and Rumples both laugh a bit when "One toke over the line" by Brewer and Shipley begins to play from Rumples pocket. He reaches in his pant's pocket and pulls a cell phone out. The stoner looks at the phone for a moment before saying.*
Rumples: Harold just sent me a text and says that "The Enforcer" just posted a promo in response to your latest one.
*Once hearing this, Rumpke smirks for a moment before asking.*
Rumpke: Will you play it? I could use another good laugh while we're going down the road!
Rumples: Sure, give me a moment.
*Rumples hooks up the phone to Rumpke's stereo system before playing the audio from the self proclaimed Enforcer's promo. "The Drunk One", he takes a drink from the half-full fifth of Kentucky Cornshine while "The Joke's" promo plays. This drunk, ends up spitting a mouthful of liquor out right when he hears a chair get slammed up against the wall; Extreme laughter happens while Rumpke motions for Rumples to stop playing the audio. SFT's resident drunk continuous to laugh loudly at the thought that this pathetically sad individual known as "The Enforcer" is now breaking chairs! Rumpke laughs for a good bit of time while trying to regain his composure but this is a struggle due to the fact that the drunk; He finds this "Jester" extremely amusing! Eventually, "The Drunken Brawler" is able to regain his composure before asking.*
Rumpke: Did this buffoon really just throw a temper tantrum while trying to show his strength by throwing a steel chair into a wall?!?
Mike: That's what it sounds like.
Rumples: I was watching the video and this is exactly what he had done!
Rumpke: Wow, this clown truly is a pathetic individual! I find it hilarious that he's throwing a tantrum like a little child! After all, I just poked this so called "King of Darkness", a little here and there. Yet he's already breaking shit as if that's going to scare me. Heck, I can smash cinder blocks with my bare fists but you don't see me doing this! That's because I don't need to show off with trivial actions! Instead, I shoot my opponent into the ground!
*Rumpke pauses before asking.*
Rumpke: Will you please play more of this feeble child's promo?
*Rumples nods before pressing play once more. This self proclaimed Enforcer barely gets four sentences into his shoot against Rumpke before its obvious that "The Drunk One" is doing his best to hold back laughter. Once "The Enforcer/Undertaker" finishes his fifth sentence; Rumpke once again explodes with vigorous laughter as does each and everyone in Rumpke's 1995 Ford F-400! Rumples was able to pause it at that moment but the laughter; Keeps bursting out of all three individuals! Mike first gains his composure while Rumples is shortly behind him; The next thing we know, the drunk one has also settled down. There's a pause while Rumpke takes another drink from the amber colored liquid inside his clear glass bottle. Moments after this, "The Drunken Brawler" says.*
Rumpke: He tried to go easy on me.. HA HA HA! Dude, you're still going easy: Too be honest with you "SIMPLETON", the only thing that you've showed me is that when you "crank" up the pressure and decide to come at me hard; That point in time, it's still very easy mode for me! You're well below my league man. Heck dude, you aren't even one tier below me; You're at the fucking bottom of hierarchy and too be honest with you again; You've got no business stepping into the ring with me because you sir, are a "JOBBER"! Nothing more! There's not one thing that you have done to challenge me at all. I've been and still am leaving you in my dust; That's not going to change! One thing I found amusing was you were pissed off about me calling yourself what you honestly are, an "IDIOT"! You are a all of the words that I used to describe you! IDIOT, CHUMP, BUFFOON, SIMPLETON, FOOL, JACKASS, JESTER, CLOWN, NINCOMPOOP as well as a fucking NEUTERED PARROT! After everything is said and done; I'm going to make you my BITCH as well!
*Rumpke pauses while taking a quick drink from his bottle.*
Rumpke: The time has come for you to stop lying to yourself. You son, are not a legend; I don't care what you say; I've been around this business for many of years now. I know a legend when I see one. You're nothing more than a JOKE! The first step to fixing your problem is admitting that you've got one and you really need to take this step as soon as possilbe so you'll finally be able to progress. Otherwise, you'll get nowhere in this business unless you're sticking around the minor leagues; Then you might actually be able to win a championship here and there but that in itself will never make you a legend!
Rumpke: This portion will be in regards to who you've beat in ICW which honestly doesn't matter. It's like I said dude, ICW is a minor league, one that is good for developing characters for the next level! I know this because I've been watching you all for a few months now and I see that nearly all of you who compete in ICW need to work on your game; Some more than others. Which brings me back to what I was saying. Who you've beat in ICW, matters not dude; Not when you're taking on someone like me. I'll ripe the urn right out of George Helsing's hands and then proceed to shove it up your ass! I'm not one that will show any mercy to a parrot like you who not only rips off but also butcher's "The Undertaker's" character! I warned you about ripping The Undertaker off again during the last promo that I sent your way. I gave you two options and expressed to your dumb ass that you that one option would bring a less desirable effect than the other but your dumb ass wants to keep ripping off the Undertaker. Now; I'm going to take things a step further by revealing to each of your ICW fans on how you sir are a fraud and easily beaten!
Rumpke: Listen here "The self proclaimed" Enforcer. You sir have been caught with your pants down. There is no appeal. You've been hit in the most embarrassing way to someone like you. Now, everyone will know how to easily beat you, even in this training federation that is ICW! You've been exposed and there's nothing that you can do about it because what I've said is simply a fact. The truth is that I've been talking about facts this whole fucking time! Every single word of shoot that I've sent your way has been the truth and that's why you're struggling to come out at me with ONE single paragraph of logical shoot where you can defend your position.
*Rumpke pauses again, while he downshifts and passes a slow moving vehicle on the interstate. Once he has passed the slow vehicle; Rumpke shifts back up. Rumples looks at Rumpke and asks.*
Rumples: Do you want me to play the rest?
Rumpke: That's enough buddy. Thanks for that!
*Rumples nods as he begins browsing on his phone. Rumpke grabs his fifth of Kentucky Cornshine once again and takes a few drinks when Rumples says.*
Rumples: Hey Rumpke, one of the two guys that double teamed you last Titans is in a tag team match with that one champion from ICW that looks like Reno Destiny. It looks like they are going against Twilight and Louis Cypher. I'll play his promo.
Rumpke: No please don't. Jamo use to be more original back when he was with SFT but now; He's changed since he has been in ICW. Jamo is basically ripping off Bray Wyatt kind of like how my opponent this Titans 79 rips off "The Undertaker". I've seen enough of people ripping off already established characters this past week. However; I do owe Jamo some fun from where he cowardly attacked me with the help of Rom Youngblood last Titans and I just might return the favor during ICW's Thunder!
*Rumpke pauses a moment before saying.*
Rumpke: Actually Rumples, I think I'd like to hear what Jamo had to say. Will you please go ahead and play it?
Rumples: Sure
*Rumpke takes a drink, while Rumples smokes. Both of them listen to Jamo's promo all of the way through. Rumpke shakes his head in disbelief.*
Rumpke: I can't believe that Jamo went to this character. I actually had some respect for him back when he was actually trying to be original but now; He's doing the same thing that "The Undertaker" oops I meant "The Enforcer" is doing.. Regardless of whether or not I can respect this new Jamo; I do still like him even though this guy has fallen so far from where he once was. Sadly, he actually believes that he's more of a threat now.. Dude, you will be ran over in SFT every single match you get when you try to knock off someone else's original character. That's just the way it is in the big leagues dude. We have developed to where we aren't someone else; We're ourselves and that's why I'm going to ask you to stop; Think about what your doing instead of being a parrot like "The Clown" that I'm up against on SFT's Titans 79.
Rumpke: As far as Jamo claiming that Darren is a great champion.. I'm not buying it because a "CHAMPION" will not only defend his title every singles match but will also defend his federation against foreign invaders. A GREAT CHAMPION will lead an assault on the other federation as well as defend their title every singles match, even if against the other federation! Mr. Maddox has already made it clear that he won't do one of the three things (Lead ICW in an offensive battle against SFT!). That's why I'm going to say that Darren Maddox is a coward! Naturally though, he does seem to try talking himself up onto a pedastal while he's hiding behind his own walls! So is Darren Maddox honestly a "World class Champion" or is he a "World Class Chicken"? Hmm.. Words for thought. Anyways, that's all of the breath that I care to waste on this great pretender of ICW.
Rumpke: Jamo, while I do like the man that I knew from SFT. I'll always refuse to respect the child that you've become in ICW! That's why I've decided that I'm going to bring back some memories. Of when you tried to take me on the last time. While you may think that this "NEW" you is better. I promise you that you're not anywhere near being out of my reach son! As a matter of fact, you're even closer than you were! Jamo, dude; You should of already known that I'd retaliate against you and now you're in a match against members of SFT. Is this starting to feel like a setup to you? Let me ask you something Jamo, what do you think will happen if I come down to the ring with both Twilight and Cypher? Let me tell you something that you're going to be in denial about until the very end. The SFT veterans will clear "ICW's" ring!
Rumpke: Jamo, I could keep shooting you into the dirt, easily even; I've got plenty of fuel and the same goes for this false champion named "Darren Maddox". Jamo, you honestly know that ICW was less of a challenge than SFT. You lacked of heart and this is why you left SFT. I don't hate you for this because it does take a special breed of person to be committed to working hard in SFT! You weren't one of those that had the heart but at least back then; You were original! And now, I'm done wasting my breath on Jamo. In all honesty, I gave this man more of my breath than he deserved.
Rumpke: Either way, I'm coming to ICW's "Thunder" so there can "FINALLY" be some lightning to prelude that Thunder! Get ready chumps, SFT's coming!
*The camera quickly cuts to black.*
