SouthernBoy
League Member
{{...FADE-IN: Outside of a "country bar" in Hartford, Conn. CUT-TO: Inside of the club, a house band is on stage singing 'Wanted Dead or Alive' by Bon Jovi with somewhat of a country twang. The camera pans over to Shane Southern sitting at a table with two other men. All the men have long necks in front of them along with a few other empties in the middle. The band finishes up the song and announces a short break. Southern says something to one of the men, shakes his hand, grabs his jacket off the back of his chair, then gets up and walks outside the club. CUT-TO: Back outside the club, Southern walks over to a white Ford F-150 pickup truck and lowers the tailgate. He then hops up on it and stares up at the starry sky for a moment before speaking, his foggy breath rising into the night...}}
SHANE SOUTHERN: " It's beena' helluva week up here in Hartford. Nice town. Nice people. Ya' know, I've been waitin' ta' cut this promo 'cause I really didn't know what ta' expect after what went down at tha' first show. Tha' main event players are startin' ta' each stake their claim on what I got...n' as they jockey fer position, I just gotta' look over my shoulder n' laugh a little. "
" Monty, ever' time we cross paths...each n' ever' show that comes n' goes, you fall more n' more behind that' fine line between just bein' funny, n' just bein' STUPID. Your little terrorist conspiracy bull <BLEEP> was funny. It was quite humorous ta' watch you <BLEEP> things up Bloodhunt match after match...but now, now you've gone n' made tha' mistake that could be tha' one that ENDS IT ALL. You TRIED ta' put me outta' commission tha' other night n' Hartford...ya' tried ta' SNAP mah' ankle...ya' TRIED ta' be tha' one that FINALLY takes me out...n' once again Monty, like your ENTIRE career in tha' NFW, YOU FAILED. Makes ya' wonder don't it Monty...for over a year now you've been tryin' ta' take out Rick Ryconick...and you've FAILED. For over a year now you've TRIED ta' be tha' WORLD Champion, n' except fer a "questionable" title reign of a few days, YOU FAILED. For all that time, you've TRIED ta' one up Shane Southern, AND YOU FAILED. N' finally, in what's gonna' be tha' NAIL IN YER COFFIN, you're TRYING ta' lead Bloodhunt to tha' World Title...n' once gain, YOU WILL FAIL. Weather it be because yer truly not tryin', or ya' just don't have tha' talent...Bloodhunt WILL NOT walk out of FutureShock tha' WORLD Champion, n' YOU can go back to tha' drawin' board, n' try n' dream up another scheme ta' keep ya' in tha' spotlight justa' LITTLE bit longer. 'Till then Monty, keep interferin' in my matches and you'll get tha' SAME THING Bloodhunt got yesterday, only I may not stop with just knockin' you out. "
" 'Hunt, once again you stick your nose in MAH' business, n' once AGAIN I haveta' LAY YOU OUT in the middle of tha' ring. You'd think that you'd get tha' message. You'd think that even that ROCK SOLID heada' yers would UNDERSTAND that if ya' <BLEEP> with Shane Southern, yer' gonna' get hurt. It's just like pullin' a horse's tail, keep on doin' it n' sooner or later yer gonna' get kicked in tha' head. Only, you been kicked in tha' head so many times now, it's becomin' old hat. Don't bother with tha' "I saved yer ass" routine, 'cause it's BEE-ES. Viper was NOT walkin' out of there with that belt, WITH or WITHOUT your interference. Ya' know, I almost have PITY for ya' 'Hunt. You've put EVERYTHING you are inta' gettin' back tha' WORLD title. You've basically put yer CAREER on tha' line for ONE LAST shot. You've built it up SO much in yer mind that there's NOWHERE ta' go but down fer you. 'Cause yer NOT pinnin' me and yer NOT takin' MY title. But it's clear that no amount of superkicks in tha' WORLD is gonna' convince you of that until you take that LAST ONE, n' yer starin' up at tha' lights at FutureShock realizin' that it's ALL over...it was all for NOTHIN', and you can go home and finally realize, that just like yer good buddy Monty, YOU FAILED...but unlike him, I doubt you'll be back for another go 'round. "
{{...Southern gets up from the truck, bends at both knees which causes a crackling sound more intense than any kids cereal, then stretches each arm. He pulls up the tailgate and just leans against the back of the truck...}}
" Now, on to more pressin' issues...most namely, CRASH TEE-VEE. Rick Ryconick. It's time Rick. Tha' moment you've been waitin' for since Monty stole tha' belt from ya'. You have yer shot at takin' down tha' champ Rick...question NOW is, how far will ya' go? It's funny, it's notta' question I'd have asked myself two weeks ago, but, I dunno, I've got my doubts now. {{...shrugs...}} Maybe it's nuthin'...maybe I'm justa' little hypersensitive seein' as how ever' match I've been involved in in tha' last few month has ended under "questionable" means. But hey, you gotta' do what ya' gotta' do right? If that side headlock slips down a little too far, so be it? Is that how we're gonna' play this Rick? Or are we gonna' step inta' that ring like MEN, fight like MEN, beat down 'Hunt n' Monty when they try ta' interfere, then FINISH tha' match like MEN? "
" Lemme' just say this to ya' Rick. If you gotta' problem with me...let's hash it out right HERE n' now. 'Cause in ALL honesty Rick, I TRULY want this ta' be a fair match. I'm not naive enough ta' think we won't have our work cut out for us, but in tha' end, I WANT tha' best man ta' win...not tha' guy Bloodhunt wants, or tha' guy Miles wants, but tha' guy that worked tha' hardest ta' get tha' belt, even if it means that man ain't me. You may think that's a load of horse <BLEEP> but it's true. I've never lied to ya' Rick, n' I don't plan on startin' any time soon. I've said it before, n' you may just HATE tha' word Rick, but I'm gonna' say it AGAIN...I RESPECT you too much ta' give anythin' less. I respect your SHOT too much ta' take a shortcut or steal a win from under your nose. "
" I'm comin' at this fightin' fair. But a word of warnin' to ya' Rick. Shortcut me, and you'll have more of a fight on yer hands than you could possibly imagine. I'm one of tha' WORLD'S BEST wrestlers Rick, but when somebody pisses me off, I'm a MEAN ASS SON UVA <BLEEP>. Don't be that guy Rick. Don't be that guy. "
{{...Southern glances as his watch, walks over to the driver side door of the truck and gets in...}}
" I've gotta' plane ta' catch, so I'll talk to ya' later. Think 'bout what I said Rick. Think real good. "
" Party's Over. "
{{...FADE OUT as Southern cranks up the truck, backs up and pulls out of the parking lot...}}
SHANE SOUTHERN: " It's beena' helluva week up here in Hartford. Nice town. Nice people. Ya' know, I've been waitin' ta' cut this promo 'cause I really didn't know what ta' expect after what went down at tha' first show. Tha' main event players are startin' ta' each stake their claim on what I got...n' as they jockey fer position, I just gotta' look over my shoulder n' laugh a little. "
" Monty, ever' time we cross paths...each n' ever' show that comes n' goes, you fall more n' more behind that' fine line between just bein' funny, n' just bein' STUPID. Your little terrorist conspiracy bull <BLEEP> was funny. It was quite humorous ta' watch you <BLEEP> things up Bloodhunt match after match...but now, now you've gone n' made tha' mistake that could be tha' one that ENDS IT ALL. You TRIED ta' put me outta' commission tha' other night n' Hartford...ya' tried ta' SNAP mah' ankle...ya' TRIED ta' be tha' one that FINALLY takes me out...n' once again Monty, like your ENTIRE career in tha' NFW, YOU FAILED. Makes ya' wonder don't it Monty...for over a year now you've been tryin' ta' take out Rick Ryconick...and you've FAILED. For over a year now you've TRIED ta' be tha' WORLD Champion, n' except fer a "questionable" title reign of a few days, YOU FAILED. For all that time, you've TRIED ta' one up Shane Southern, AND YOU FAILED. N' finally, in what's gonna' be tha' NAIL IN YER COFFIN, you're TRYING ta' lead Bloodhunt to tha' World Title...n' once gain, YOU WILL FAIL. Weather it be because yer truly not tryin', or ya' just don't have tha' talent...Bloodhunt WILL NOT walk out of FutureShock tha' WORLD Champion, n' YOU can go back to tha' drawin' board, n' try n' dream up another scheme ta' keep ya' in tha' spotlight justa' LITTLE bit longer. 'Till then Monty, keep interferin' in my matches and you'll get tha' SAME THING Bloodhunt got yesterday, only I may not stop with just knockin' you out. "
" 'Hunt, once again you stick your nose in MAH' business, n' once AGAIN I haveta' LAY YOU OUT in the middle of tha' ring. You'd think that you'd get tha' message. You'd think that even that ROCK SOLID heada' yers would UNDERSTAND that if ya' <BLEEP> with Shane Southern, yer' gonna' get hurt. It's just like pullin' a horse's tail, keep on doin' it n' sooner or later yer gonna' get kicked in tha' head. Only, you been kicked in tha' head so many times now, it's becomin' old hat. Don't bother with tha' "I saved yer ass" routine, 'cause it's BEE-ES. Viper was NOT walkin' out of there with that belt, WITH or WITHOUT your interference. Ya' know, I almost have PITY for ya' 'Hunt. You've put EVERYTHING you are inta' gettin' back tha' WORLD title. You've basically put yer CAREER on tha' line for ONE LAST shot. You've built it up SO much in yer mind that there's NOWHERE ta' go but down fer you. 'Cause yer NOT pinnin' me and yer NOT takin' MY title. But it's clear that no amount of superkicks in tha' WORLD is gonna' convince you of that until you take that LAST ONE, n' yer starin' up at tha' lights at FutureShock realizin' that it's ALL over...it was all for NOTHIN', and you can go home and finally realize, that just like yer good buddy Monty, YOU FAILED...but unlike him, I doubt you'll be back for another go 'round. "
{{...Southern gets up from the truck, bends at both knees which causes a crackling sound more intense than any kids cereal, then stretches each arm. He pulls up the tailgate and just leans against the back of the truck...}}
" Now, on to more pressin' issues...most namely, CRASH TEE-VEE. Rick Ryconick. It's time Rick. Tha' moment you've been waitin' for since Monty stole tha' belt from ya'. You have yer shot at takin' down tha' champ Rick...question NOW is, how far will ya' go? It's funny, it's notta' question I'd have asked myself two weeks ago, but, I dunno, I've got my doubts now. {{...shrugs...}} Maybe it's nuthin'...maybe I'm justa' little hypersensitive seein' as how ever' match I've been involved in in tha' last few month has ended under "questionable" means. But hey, you gotta' do what ya' gotta' do right? If that side headlock slips down a little too far, so be it? Is that how we're gonna' play this Rick? Or are we gonna' step inta' that ring like MEN, fight like MEN, beat down 'Hunt n' Monty when they try ta' interfere, then FINISH tha' match like MEN? "
" Lemme' just say this to ya' Rick. If you gotta' problem with me...let's hash it out right HERE n' now. 'Cause in ALL honesty Rick, I TRULY want this ta' be a fair match. I'm not naive enough ta' think we won't have our work cut out for us, but in tha' end, I WANT tha' best man ta' win...not tha' guy Bloodhunt wants, or tha' guy Miles wants, but tha' guy that worked tha' hardest ta' get tha' belt, even if it means that man ain't me. You may think that's a load of horse <BLEEP> but it's true. I've never lied to ya' Rick, n' I don't plan on startin' any time soon. I've said it before, n' you may just HATE tha' word Rick, but I'm gonna' say it AGAIN...I RESPECT you too much ta' give anythin' less. I respect your SHOT too much ta' take a shortcut or steal a win from under your nose. "
" I'm comin' at this fightin' fair. But a word of warnin' to ya' Rick. Shortcut me, and you'll have more of a fight on yer hands than you could possibly imagine. I'm one of tha' WORLD'S BEST wrestlers Rick, but when somebody pisses me off, I'm a MEAN ASS SON UVA <BLEEP>. Don't be that guy Rick. Don't be that guy. "
{{...Southern glances as his watch, walks over to the driver side door of the truck and gets in...}}
" I've gotta' plane ta' catch, so I'll talk to ya' later. Think 'bout what I said Rick. Think real good. "
" Party's Over. "
{{...FADE OUT as Southern cranks up the truck, backs up and pulls out of the parking lot...}}