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| Robert William Kendricks | Jan 2 2018, 01:03 AM Post #1 |
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The scene opens in the locker-room after the GCW Pay-Per View Holiday Havoc. Most of the lockers are cleared out except for one, that is left wide open. In front of the locker, GCW’s talent Robert William Kendricks is seen sitting in front of the locker, head bowed down and blood dripping down from his parched lips as the room has no sound, but his panting throughout the entirety of the locker-room. “I Failed!” Robert screams out as he violently pushes his head against the locker door. The sound of his voice echoes across the entirety of the locker-room, and then vanishes again as he continues to pant and cough out small amounts of blood. “I just, I wanted to win so badly. I was willing to say anything, do anything if it gave me the edge over Nikolai. I keep proclaiming that I’m the king. That the throne, is my rightful place. I have yet to win a match yet here in GCW. I could make every excuse for those losses. Red mist, battle royals, and just not ready, but instead I’d rather just wipe the slate clean. Take what I have done right, and build it.” Robert says as he glances up, wiping blood from his lip. Hailey London appears from the corner of the locker-room, taking a glance at the bruised up Robert she walks over to the bloodied Robert and shows off a crooked, and almost worrisome smile. She turns around and hands Robert a towel to wipe himself off with, but he coughs into it instead. When he moves the towel away from his mouth, it is no longer the clean white color it was, but now a blood red. “Hello Robert William Kendricks, my name is Hailey London and I’m here representing Global Championship Wrestling! Now, tonight you lost your match against the veteran and current Legacy Champion, Nikolai Sinclair. Tell me, how does that make you feel, and if there is anything you could change about that night what would it be?” Hailey says as she points the microphone towards Robert. The two exchange in a rather unpleasant staring war. Hailey’s eyes are locked in on Robert, but Robert is continuing to stare down at the concrete underneath both of their feet. Hailey lets out a loud and obnoxious grunt, but Robert continues to not answer to her comment. “Would you like to make a comment?” Hailey asks as she obnoxiously grunts again pushing the microphone into Robert’s face, forcing him to open his mouth. “To the question you asked me? I feel devastated, Hailey. How would you feel if you made a complete ass out of yourself to make the point you are supposed to be the king of the midcards, when you hold no gold to show for that? How are you supposed to move on to the next week? Especially when you make very clear points about everything just to not follow through with the very thing you promised to do!” Robert shouts as he instantly punches a crater into his locker. Hailey slowly takes a step back as Robert lets out a few dragged out exhales. Each growing louder in volume than the last. Robert finally looks up at Hailey for the first time, his eyes swollen and his lip with blood dangling out the right end. She tilts her head in sympathy as he takes the already bloodied towel and wipes his face off with it. “Um, so how do you feel knowing you are going one on one against Jordan Drive on the next edition of Wednesday Night Lightning?” Hailey says as she lightly makes the microphone touch Robert’s lips. “This week, I have something to prove to the GCW fans. I have something to prove to myself. And I have something that I need to show Nikolai, Richard, and Jonathan. That I can win. So I’m sorry to Jordan Drive, but I’m taking you down this Lightning, and I will force myself back into that Legacy title picture even if I have to scratch and claw my way back to the top. And that, is a promise.” Robert exclaims as he glances over at the exit door. “Well, that is all I needed, so thanks! By the way, go see a doctor about that rib! It looks, misplaced.” Hailey says as she turns and walks away. Robert takes the dirty bloodied towel and wipes off the blood from his lip once again and smiles a bit. He stands up from the bench, pulls his bag out and starts to walk to the exit door as the camera slowly comes to an end. |
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| Nikolai Sinclair | Jan 2 2018, 02:03 AM Post #2 |
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Hahaha i told you so. My "pointless" 12 mid card titles and i sitting very good up here |
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1x OBW Tag Team Champion 1x IBW Tag Team Champion 1x OBW World Champion 2x OBW Ice Champion 2x OBW Hardcore Champion 3x and Longest Reigning IBW ???(Ultimate Hardcore) Champion 3x IBW White Champion IBW Black Diamond Champion 2x and longest combined legacy champion IBW Hall of fame Class of 2017 The sole survivor in the Tag team match at hist first Co-main event at H.O.W
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