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| Championnat Inconditionnel de Roi Rene Dupree | |
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| Tweet Topic Started: Jul 11 2006, 08:21 PM (92 Views) | |
| RDupree | Jul 11 2006, 08:21 PM Post #1 |
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The French national anthem hits and the lights go dim. From the first key, as if by habit, the fans start to boo overwhelmingly. Spotlights in the colours of blue, white and red go around the arena before focusing on the entranceway. From the back comes Roi Rene Dupree waving the French flag and in his royal blue robe. Rene Dupree walks down the ramp, continuing to wave his flag. Throughout this, the fans continue to boo. As Rene Dupree walks up the ring steps, a sign from near the front row can be seen, reading “Keep the Mexicans not the French”. As Rene Dupree turns to go into the ring, he looks through the crowd. He sees the sign and laughs. He gets into the ring and continues to wave his French flag. He gets a microphone from someone at ringside and begins to speak. Bonjour, Mesdames et Messieurs, your roi is here. We have been walking in the back, and have heard rumours that Wes Ikeda gave Homicide a match against us. Not just any match either, a Texas Deathmatch for our EBWF Hardcore Championship. What the hell is that? This man continues to say he is something to be seen, yet his accomplishments are meaningless. So he complains and gets a match. Now we know why he did all that. Wes makes his almighty return and goes on a power hungry rage, firing JR, Scott Steiner and almost firing Shane McMahon if not for Christian. So all this whining and complaining you did Homicide was to get Wes on your good side. He has good relations with your tag team partner Alexandre, so it was only natural you would be on his good side as well. We must say, smart on your part Homicide. But like we said, these were all rumours. No one would be stupid enough to give you a match against us, could they? Well, M. Ikeda proved without a shadow of a doubt that he is that stupid, as we walked to where the Smackdown card was posted for all the wrestlers, and sure enough, the main event was Homicide vs Roi Rene Dupree in a Texas Deathmatch for the EBWF Hardcore Championship! Well, we have many, many thoughts on all this. Homicide, first a little disclaimer. Just because we say certain things does not mean we do not respect you. We do respect you, we just do not like you. We know what you have done on the independent circuit. We have heard about and sometimes even seen you wrestle a very hardcore style before. We know you are not someone to be taken lightly. We do not take you lightly. However, we do not think what you did was right. That mass email you sent saying you quit, obviously all a ploy. You had no intentions of leaving. You just hoped M. Ikeda would see it, so when he came back, he would reward you for your supposed “loyalty.” Well, sure enough, you were right. We do not like the tactics you used, but they worked. You are facing us in the main event of Smackdown for our EBWF Hardcore Championship. Homicide, this match means a lot to us. We definitely do not like you. But, beyond that, this is our first title defence. We will not make this opportunity go to waste. If we lose this match, what kind of champion would we be? Sure, we held the title since mid-June, yet we never defended it. Hell, we have had one match since winning the championship, against Scott Hall, which we ended up losing. Now, in a little nod to M. Ikeda, we were scheduled to wrestle this past Raw, but obviously the owners M. Ikeda fired disregarded my request for time off, which they even approved in the first place! So one match since winning the title, and a loss nonetheless. Homicide, we need to prove to the world that we do in fact deserve to be the Hardcore Champion. Homicide, you may think you hit a goldmine by getting a shot at our championship, but instead you have hit a minefield. This French Roi is not going to let you win our title. Just think what it would mean if we lost to you. People could say, “Rene is a fluke. He just barely won the Hardcore Championship. Stephane Borden did not even want to win the title, so he was a dead weight.” They would also say, “Rene Dupree, what kind of roi is he, losing to a gangsta?” Can you see the appalling message coming from those words? Us, a fluke? Losing to a (Slowing his voice like it’s an unknown word) gangsta? That is totally unacceptable! We are royalty. We are better than that! We were thinking, why would Homicide choose a Texas Deathmatch? Look at him, he was raised on the streets, why would he choose a match with rules as complex as this one? You have to pin your opponent for a three count, then wait another 10 seconds for your opponent to stay unconscious on the ground. We would not be surprised if in the middle of the match, Homicide flukingly gets the three count and thinks he has won the match. But then we realized, this Homicide is trying to brush up on his geography. Yes, he is. Homicide, a Puerto Rican from New York chose a Texas Deathmatch against a Roi of France originally born in New Brunswick. And this match is happening in Waco. Okay, so he repeated Texas twice, as Waco is part of Texas. You have to give him some credit though. That is a lot of geography he did, probably more than he did in high school geography. (Laughs) Who are we kidding? Homicide probably dropped out of elementary school. And even if he did graduate grade 8, he probably forgot everything because of all the weapon shots to the head. Well Homicide, with all these different geographical sites, you can make your own map. Just remember, New Brunswick is north-east of New York and Texas is south-west of it. We will let you figure out where the rest go. Maybe you may be able to go back to high school like Billy Madison and do something productive with your life outside of being a semi-decent wrestler. Even though we finally did figure out why Homicide chose that match, we still thought there was a better one. A better match of his choosing would have been a “gats” on a pole match, where the winner has to literally shoot his opponent dead. It probably would not be the first time Homicide has shot someone. Yes, we went there. Look at you Homicide. Your profanity-laden speeches disgust us. And of course, your look does too. Here you are, you come into the EBWF, with your pants down to your knees, saying “I’m a gangsta, I will shoot you. Give me drugs.” Well Homicide, this is not the streets, this is an EBWF ring. Shooting your opponent is not an option. On the streets of New York you can hide behind a bullet, but here in the EBWF that is not an option. Maybe if you had chosen the match we suggested it may have been. Yes, we are going there. Homicide, we will say it straight up. You do not belong in a wrestling ring. You belong on the streets, and on Smackdown, we will make it happen. We will take you out of commission, so that you know longer can wrestle, and you can go back to your roots. You can go back to being some gangsta standing in a dark alley with more illegal drugs than you have brain cells. You can go back to walking on the streets, not with pride of being a professional wrestler for the EBWF, but with fear that you will be shot. And you can continue walking down the street eliciting that same reaction from those who walk past you and see a bump on the side of your pants that they know is a gun. We do not want to see your face ever again, and we will make good on our goal. Never, ever again! We will send you back to the streets, and then we will never show our face in New York, so that we do not have to see you. Homicide, this is very personal. You want this title that we have draped over our royal shoulder, but we will not let you. And since we will not let you, you will not get it. Even if this belt is some broken down belt that the EBWF stuck a piece of paper on that says “Hardcore,” it still has prestige, very little, but still some prestige. By us holding it, this belt becomes more and more prestigious. Look at former champions, Anarchist, New Jack, M. 420, the Con Man, and the list goes on and on. Just like you, New Jack is one of those crazy weirdos. You call yourself M. 187, while New Jack’s finisher is 187. (Rene starts speaking more intensely. Not yelling, but intensely) Get out of wrestling and get back to the streets! We know we have said it many times, but we will say it again. When you are an elementary school dropout, things do not come easy for you! You need to be told, time and time again where you belong, what your place is in society, how you should and should not behave. Homicide, you were never taught basic manners, you were not taught basic etiquette. It should not be the job of the French-Canadian Phenom to beat these traits into you. Sadly, we will have to. Where were your parents during your developmental stages? Were they doing the same drugs that you one days started? Or were they actually good parents and you were a born it-disturber and did everything opposite to what they said? Do not take that as a crack against your parents, take it as a crack against yourself, because that is what it is. But because you have not learned how to be a valuable member of society, we have two options, either make you one, or take you out of society. Homicide, trust us, we will do one of them. (Rene speaks normally again) Homicide, we know you want this title so bad. Not so you can be a title holder in the EBWF, but so that you can sell it for some money, to do whatever you spend money on. Drugs because your life sucks, hookers because women HATE you, weapons because you feel, no, you ARE, inadequate as a human being. But we will NOT let this belt come out of our possession. Maybe where you live, you may have seen the World Cup game. France did lose, but look at what Zinedine Zidane did to Marco Materazzi. Zidane headbutted Materazzi and he went down hard. Those are soccer players, who can dish some punishment. Just think of what a French wrestler can, and this French wrestler will do to you. Speaking of the French soccer team, we have even more reason to keep this belt with us and not let some low-life from New York by way of Puerto Rico take it from us. As soon as we beat you senseless and you cannot even understand the referee as he counts to ten, we will be on a plane headed back to France for Bastille Day. It is our national holiday, and we will not let you ruin it. The Italians may have caused the French team to not be able to celebrate their victory on Friday, however, we will still be the shining light for our country. At that moment, Roi Rene Dupree goes to the corner and raises the French flag. He walks around the ring and waves it, causing the crowd to boo. This of course does not bother Rene, as he is used to the crowd booing. He puts the flag back down in the corner and speaks again. We heard you, we heard you. Really, it does not matter if you booed us. That gesture was not for you, but for all our wonderful French fans watching from France, or wherever they may be at this time. Homicide, do not feel so bad when we do climb the turnbuckle after the bell has rung and hold the EBWF Hardcore Championship above our head once again. There is no shame in losing to the French-Canadian Phenom, the French Roi, Rene Dupree. We may be new to the Hardcore Division, but it does not mean we do not know what we must do. Homicide, we know you are the more experienced in these matches. Will that give you an advantage? Most definitely it will. Even someone as dense as you would be able to see that. However that advantage is negated from the pure hatred we have towards you. (Rene speaks intensely again) The amount that is running through our blood makes us impervious to pain. Hit us with a chair and we will not flinch. Crack a Singapore cane over our head, and even if you draw blood, you will not get this French Roi to fall down. Even if there is more blood on me than there was on your bedsheets from that virgin whore you screwed, you will not be able to make me feel it! Come Smackdown, we will be an immovable object, we will make you bow down to our mercy and in a way you understand, you will be the drugs, we will be the dealer, deciding what happens to you. Homicide, Ayez tres peur...Be VERY afraid! Rene drops the mic. He gets his French flag and starts to leave the ring. As he goes, he sees the sign he saw at the beginning. Remembering, he gets back to where he was and picks up the microphone. He walks to the corner of the ring closest to that fan and speaks again. “Keep the Mexicans not the French”. Well Monsieur, that wish may come true. You see, we will leave this town, but it will be as we step right on the bloody body that was once Homicide’s. Rene Dupree drops the mic and smirks. He leaves the ring waving the French flag and basking in the boos. |
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