First to Thank the Bus Driver [Dylan Rumble]
Oct 9, 2022 21:23:44 GMT -5
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Post by Dylan Black on Oct 9, 2022 21:23:44 GMT -5
What do you mean I'm going to Waikiki?
We open on Dylan Black, sitting at his kitchen table in a white t-shirt and pajama pants. He stares daggers into his business partner, Antonio, who holds what looks to be a contract in his hands as he shrugs at his client.
Antonio: I don't know what to tell you mate, you want more exposure. I sign you up for these types of things. And then you get mad?
Dylan: Because I want to do easy shit! I want photo shoots and interviews. Zoom calls to advertise some shitty sake company.
Antonio: Well there was nothing available that fit your criteria, unfortunately. This seemed to be the next best thing.
Dylan: Flying out from my home to fight a bunch of people in the middle of the Pacific is not the next best thing.
Antonio: Anyways, you're already signed up. And it's just one day out in Waikiki and then you can either enjoy a little vacation, watch some wrestling for a few days or just come be a miserable dick back at home afterward.
Dylan: ...well October's a hard month for me, got the End of Days tournament all month long. I suppose a quick vacation before I rip the X*Crown from Steve Awesome's cold dead hands wouldn't harm me. Give me a chance to loosen up before the big finale... yeah. I'm game.
Antonio: You were game whether you liked it or not.
Dylan: Let's do this!
Warm open. Dylan Black kneels on a sandy beach in Waikiki wearing swim trunks and sunglasses. Fresh off getting that tan on. Dylan runs his hand through the sand, scooping up a handful and letting it spill through his fingers. A sly smile on his face as he watches it reconnect with the earth.
I'm gonna be honest, I really didn't want to come out to this event. It's not that I hate charity or anything. I'm a big fan of helping bring money to people in need, especially as I once again represent the Gay & Lesbian Alliance Against Defamation. Nah, I'm very much a workaholic type of guy. I come in, bust my ass to prove I am the very best in the world at what I do, and leave. Simple. So when my manager told me to come to this charity event, do my thing, and then enjoy a few days of vacation. I was adamant that I wouldn't be going. Seriously. I have things to do in J-ROK and in XHF. I didn't want to waste time here when I could be training.
He pauses, rolling his words around his mouth before he spits them out.
But then I was thinking. Ever since I began wrestling in 2016 I have been nose to the grindstone. Working hard to hone my craft. I have been Mr. No Days Off since I broke into this industry. And frankly? I deserve a break. So I'm going to come to Waikiki at the invitation of Tara Fenix and I am going to enjoy myself. But I can't enjoy myself until I earn that vacation.
His sunglasses slip down his nose and his cold eyes peer over them.
So Mr. XHF Rumble is going to come down to Waikiki and take part in this big rumble event Tara has set for Night One of the event. I don't know many of the faces who took the opportunity to sign up with me although a few names ring bells. Apathy did a run around the XHF last year and I got to watch her work from afar. I tangled with Giovanni last year and I think I owe him a few licks for his work last year. Neither of us was able to win that match but when I see you in that ring Cholo, the bets are off! I will be cruising to put a bruising on you!
He cracks his knuckles and puts his palms in the sand, swinging so he's now on his ass. Facing the camera, he sits cross-legged and dusts his palms off before placing them on his knees. He takes his sunglasses and puts them on his forehead so nothing obstructs his gaze into the camera.
To the rest of everyone who's in this match, I have a habit of overlooking every foe in my way because when I focus on doing something, all my attention is on that big prize baby. I am no doubt looking past all of you again but think not of this as a slight against you. I know that you all wouldn't be in this match, invited by Tara if you all weren't some of the very damn best this industry has to offer. I've run laps around my circle proving why I am the best and now I get to be a small fish in an ocean. I doubt many of you know me, but I am the top of my mountain coming down to an even playing field. I will show you all what the Daemon of Mayhem is all about!
Dylan smirks and leans closer to the camera, his voice barely above a whisper.
Welcome to Waikiki. And welcome to my Violent Dynasty.
Fin.
I'm gonna be honest, I really didn't want to come out to this event. It's not that I hate charity or anything. I'm a big fan of helping bring money to people in need, especially as I once again represent the Gay & Lesbian Alliance Against Defamation. Nah, I'm very much a workaholic type of guy. I come in, bust my ass to prove I am the very best in the world at what I do, and leave. Simple. So when my manager told me to come to this charity event, do my thing, and then enjoy a few days of vacation. I was adamant that I wouldn't be going. Seriously. I have things to do in J-ROK and in XHF. I didn't want to waste time here when I could be training.
He pauses, rolling his words around his mouth before he spits them out.
But then I was thinking. Ever since I began wrestling in 2016 I have been nose to the grindstone. Working hard to hone my craft. I have been Mr. No Days Off since I broke into this industry. And frankly? I deserve a break. So I'm going to come to Waikiki at the invitation of Tara Fenix and I am going to enjoy myself. But I can't enjoy myself until I earn that vacation.
His sunglasses slip down his nose and his cold eyes peer over them.
So Mr. XHF Rumble is going to come down to Waikiki and take part in this big rumble event Tara has set for Night One of the event. I don't know many of the faces who took the opportunity to sign up with me although a few names ring bells. Apathy did a run around the XHF last year and I got to watch her work from afar. I tangled with Giovanni last year and I think I owe him a few licks for his work last year. Neither of us was able to win that match but when I see you in that ring Cholo, the bets are off! I will be cruising to put a bruising on you!
He cracks his knuckles and puts his palms in the sand, swinging so he's now on his ass. Facing the camera, he sits cross-legged and dusts his palms off before placing them on his knees. He takes his sunglasses and puts them on his forehead so nothing obstructs his gaze into the camera.
To the rest of everyone who's in this match, I have a habit of overlooking every foe in my way because when I focus on doing something, all my attention is on that big prize baby. I am no doubt looking past all of you again but think not of this as a slight against you. I know that you all wouldn't be in this match, invited by Tara if you all weren't some of the very damn best this industry has to offer. I've run laps around my circle proving why I am the best and now I get to be a small fish in an ocean. I doubt many of you know me, but I am the top of my mountain coming down to an even playing field. I will show you all what the Daemon of Mayhem is all about!
Dylan smirks and leans closer to the camera, his voice barely above a whisper.
Welcome to Waikiki. And welcome to my Violent Dynasty.
Fin.
