09-21-2023, 09:48 PM
(This post was last modified: 09-22-2023, 09:15 AM by Sal Darius.)
The glamorous scene opens where a stylish man rocking in a fancy suit and hat, surrounded by stunning ladies in a luxurious limousine. The car is filled with lavish decorations, and the skilled driver is taking them to the prestigious America Grand Hotel. In this lavish scene, the bald man with the suave suit is sipping on a glass of champagne while beautiful ladies laugh and chat. The limousine is adorned with golden accents and plush, creating an atmosphere of luxury. The skilled driver navigates the streets with precision, heading towards the grand entrance of the American Grand Hotel. It’s a scene straight out of a Hollywood movie!
The Grand America Hotel stands tall and majestic, exuding an air of elegance. Its grande facade showcases intricate architectural details, with towering columns and sparkling windows that reflect the sunlight. It's a sight that commands attention and invites you into the world of luxury and sophistication.
Once the limousine arrives at the grand entrance of the America Grand Hotel, the bald man steps out and confidently asks for the wrestling superstar ‘Sal Darius’. The hotel staff, impressed by his presence, quickly directs him to the designated location. It seems like the bald man is about to embark on an intriguing encounter! The bald man, after being directed, meets Sal Darius at the luxurious hotel’s hi tea. Sal warmly greets him and invites him to grab a plate and join him. It's a fancy and delicious dining experience waiting to happen.
The hi tea at the luxurious hotel is a sight to behold! It’s a lavish spread of delicate dishes from around the world. From succulent seafood to mouthwatering meats, fresh salads and decadent desserts, there’s something to satisfy every craving. It’s a feast fit for a king! The hi tea at the luxurious hotel offers a wide array of delectable dishes from around the world.
The business partners were dappered in fancy suits sitting in front of each other. Sal’s suit is a vibrant burst of color with bold floral patterns that make it pop and Pender looks lethal wearing an old style classic black Italian pant coat. Living like kings, sittin’ on those fancy high tea tables and chairs in the luxurious hotel. The atmosphere was bougie and the food was top-notch. They were indulging in culinary delights fit for royalty.
Mr. Pender: I have transferred you all the cash, our businesses are doing well.
Sal: Sir, definitely I can see that.
Mr. Pender: See that?
Sal: I mean I see my panman, in classic fits. Long cars, beautiful girls, expensive laundry and sipping on finest champagne.
Mr. Pender: Hahahahaha. I feel like, no matter if you win or lose your upcoming match. Your bank account will be sooooooo much more than Kimberly.
Sal: Trust me if you add up all the SCW roster’s money, I still would’ve more.
Mr. Pender: Cheers to that!
The two cool cats, Sal and Pender are kickin’ back at the luxurious hotel. The atmosphere is swanky and they’re sippin’ on fancy cocktails. With a clink of their glasses, they cheer for some deadly facts.
Sal: Btw, Kimberly Williams is to be honest an og representation of this sport.
Mr. Pender: Oh yeah, that chick is tough.
Sal: Hmm, we will see what happens. She lost her last match too.
Mr. Pender: Yes, but they love her.
Sal: Naa, I have to detach myself from the audience. I won’t worry about something I cannot control.
Mr. Pender: That's fine. Also, CHBK finds you an interesting character. You are doing fine, I mean there are people…
Mr. Pender gets interrupted as a young fan bursts with excitement and approaches Sal for an autograph. With stars in their eyes, the fan kid shyly extends a pen and paper. Their admiration radiates through their smiles. Sal happily obliges his name, signing his name with a touch of Tupac-inspired flair, making the fan’s day unforgettable.
Sal: There ya go, kiddoo. What's your name?
Fan: Sanchez.
Sal: Sanchez, hmmm.. I will write your name on it and with that I am going to write a piece of advice for you.
Just below his name Sal writes ‘Kill or be killed’
Fan: Kill or be killed?
Sal: That means, you either do it or you die trying. But you never give up.
Sal drops the kid a fist pump and his eyes widen in awe and they can’t help but mirror Sal’s excitement with a fist pump of their own.
Fan: Also… Can I get one of your famous aviators? My parents have been trying to get it for me but they’re out of stock.
Sal: Sure I can.
The aviators were folded and placed on the table. Sal extends his arm and gets it for the kid.
Fan: Thank you!
The kid goes back running in excitement. Sal looks at the kid’s enthusiasm and smiles.
Mr.Pender: Exactly, what I was talking about. There are some people who have started liking you. That is maybe because they know what you’ve been through. CHBK and Mr. D were also telling me that.
Sal: Yeah, I am not concentrating on that.
Mr. Pender: Look, Sal. I understand you’re focusing on your matches and trying to win. But these things matter. You’ve a positive image, SCW would be willing to extend your contract. Trust me, if you wouldn't have given that autograph and glasses to that kid. I would’ve insisted you. Anyway, I will leave.
Sal: Gotcha! I understand.
Mr. Pender: Get some sleep and start working. It's time!
Sal: Definitely.
Mr. Pender walks a few steps ahead and comes back.
Mr. Pender: Also! Sal. Come here.
Sal, noticing Mr. Pender’s mysterious hint takes a few steps closer and hears the whisper words.
Sal: Nahh, you know I am no more about that party life anymore.
Mr. Pender: Dude, you need to see that red head. She is fucking bootylicious! Just get in from her back door and then get out and then in. Only the back door!
Sal: (smirks) get the fuck out of here!
With a shared moment of laughter, Mr. Pender and Sal can’t contain their excitement. Their laughter fills the air, a joyous symphony of camaraderie. Then, Mr. Pender wraps Sal in a warm hug expressing their gratitude and friendship. As Mr. Pender departs, Sal watches with a mix of fondness and anticipation, ready to embark on the next chapter of his journey. While being in that moment, Sal stretches his back and feels a little fatigue. The king of the world of hearts, unlocks his Iphone and schedules an appointment with The Grand Spa.
Scene 2: The Spa Day
The spa room at the America Grand Hotel is a sanctuary of tranquility and bliss. As you step inside, you’ll be greeted by soft lighting, calming music and a serene atmosphere. The room is adorned with luxurious furnishings and soothing decor, creating a serene ambiance. Professional therapists are ready to provide a variety of rejuvenating treatments from massages to facials, ensuring a truly pampering experience. It’s the perfect place to unwind and indulge in some well-deserved relaxation.
Darius, enters the massage room, filled with a soothing ambiance and relaxing aromas. As he takes a seat, a stunning and confident masseuse approaches him with a mischievous smile. She offers Sal a tantalizing massage, promising to work out any knots and leave him feeling rejuvenated. The scene is filled with a spicy energy, as Sal contemplates the tempting offer before accepting, ready to indulge in the ultimate relaxation experience.
The Freaky Darius, confidently lays down on the plush massage table, his chiseled physique and relaxed demeanor adding to the ambiance of the room. He closes his eyes, ready to surrender himself to the skilled hands of the masseuse and allow the soothing experience to transport him to a world of pure bliss. The skilled blonde masseuse smoothly applies fragrant oil on Sal’s well-toned back, using expert techniques to knead away any tension and leaving him feeling like a Greek god. The perfect way of unwinding and indulging goes on in the self-care process.
The Sex Vibe, feels completely at ease trusting in the expertise of the masseuse. Flips over onto his back, offering his front body for a full-body massage. The skilled hands of the masseuse continue their magic, working their way across Sal’s toned muscles, releasing any tension and leaving him feeling rejuvenated and revitalized. Darius takes a deep breath, allowing himself to fully relax and enjoy the experience. He feels tension melting away as the masseuse skillfully works her magic.
Masseuse: You know you’re really strong.
Sal: Thanks, I am a fighter.
Masseuse: What kind of a fighter?
Sal: You know? The one who gets into the ring and whoops ass.
Masseuse: Hahahaha! Wow.
As the masseuse gets involved in the conversation, she takes a bit more time massaging his thighs. Darius' private parts were wrapped, with what she seemed extra interested in.
Masseuse: You wanted a full body massage, right?
Sal: Yes.
Masseuse: Okay I will take that towel off. Is that fine?
Sal: Nah, not that. I am good, I think you did a good job.
Masseuse: Why don’t you do something for me?
Sal: I will tip you well, don’t worry.
With a mischievous smile, the masseuse leans in close to Sal and whispers an enticing offer in his ear. The words longer in the air, tempting Sal with an irresistible proposition. Curiosity piqued, Sal’s eyes widened as he considered the offer, his mind racing with possibilities. But for a moment he reconsiders.
Sal: Nah, I am sorry. But I will tip you well. So I will just shower and leave. Thank you. You did a great job!
Masseuse: So sad, but that's fine.
Sal, feeling refreshed after the invigorating massage, steps out of the serene massage room and makes his way towards the luxurious shower area. As warm water cascades over his body, allowing him to wash the stress away. The king of the world of hearts, dries his body feeling completely rejuvenated, heads towards the reception desk with a satisfied smile. He settles his bill for the incredible massage experience, bidding farewell to the friendly staff. As he exits the establishment, a sense of tranquility and contentment envelops him, ready to face the world with a renewed sense of well-being.
Scene 3: Camp Day
Bright and early, The freaky darius springs out of bed as the alarm clock blares at 5 am. He quickly slips into his trusty joggers and throws on his comfortable tracksuit, ready to tackle the morning. With determination in his stride, Sal steps outside of the hotel, embracing the fresh start to the day. As Sal sets off for his morning jog from the hotel, he takes in the sights of various US infrascture along the way. With each step, he enjoys the view of bridges, buildings, and roads that make up the urban landscape, appreciating the impressive engineering behind him. After completing his one-mile run, The Sex Vibe savors the sense of accomplishment and the energizing start to his day.
Sal stops by a park and dives into his power training routine with gusto! He pushes his limits with some crazy sprints, strong push-ups, impressive chin-ups and challenging squats. With each intense exercise, Sal can feel his strength and endurance growing, fueling his determination. While crushing his workout, Sal noticed a random girl filming him. Curious, he stopped and struck up a conversation with her. Only to discover that she’s actually a TMZ sports camera girl.
Sal: I don’t mind you posting me and making this viral. But you could’ve asked me ma’am.
Shyna: Ofcourse! I am sorry. Can I take a few comments from you, about your upcoming match?
Sal: What comments?
Shyna: I mean, you’ve been pretty silent and Kimberly Williams has said a lot about you. That your late performances were bad and you are still getting opportunities.
Sal: Okay soo, I know that. First of all, none supported me ma’am. I chose my path, took my ass whooping and stopped sucking on my mommy’s tits when I was no more a baby. Guess who didn’t? Kimberly Williams, her mother, gave her a path. No disrespect to her mother though, she is a legend. But Kimberly is a prime example of nepotism. I came out of garbage and entered the world of wrestling on my own. I had no connections when I entered the wrestling world. Even right now, I am probably not in the best form but I am still fighting and I see nobody stopping me anytime soon.
Shyna: HAHAHAHAHA! Okay this is it. Good luck for your match. You look focused.
Sal: Thank you!
Scene 4: Match day - Kimberly Williams vs Sal Darius
Looking all cool in his black tank top, Sal Darius perches on the hood of his car, with nunchucks hanging around his neck, ready to make a statement. He locks eyes with the camera lens, and his voice exudes charisma as he begins to speak…
‘I can’t believe that you’re talking about my losses Kimbo. Last week, I saw you rubbing your tiny booty off the rope while Xander hit you with a knee and left you out cold. Do you know? How embarrassing it is for a champ to lose like that? I am not a champ and where I come from winning or losing doesn't matter to us. Because we thrive to put on a show and prove to the world that we’ve the biggest balls. You remind me of Sid, from Toy Story Kimbo. You are a kid who plays with stuff toys, shoving weights inside their ass and acting like they’re your weapon. Let's be honest, nobody needs to make a signature weapon like that. You’re not a maniac or crazy war girl. You’re just an idiot. Sid put a rocket launcher on buzz lightyear, just like you shove weights inside your stuff toys. You’re just a kid.’
Darius takes a moment to compose himself after sipping his protein shake. He resumes his promo…
‘At the ‘Rise of Greatness’ yes I lost and I am still losing. I am worried for my contract, the world knows I was dealing with lawsuits. But let's talk about you, you lost at the same pay per view against Deana. Then you said ‘I learned from my mistakes’ learned from your mistake and got your Toy Story ass handed to Xander? Wow! You’re a fast learner. I am a fan of your mother’s work and that is all your family has to be honest. You two twin sisters are the best bad choice your family has. I mean your lameass custom weighted stuff toys can whoop both you sisters in a tag match. I mean let's do this ‘Bitchass Civil War Chaos’ Kimberly Williams & Marie Jones vs Betty White & Tommy Wasley. Fucking grow up girl!’
Sal, takes another sip of his protein shake…
‘You’ve no idea what it's like on the streets, I fought and grew up in the streets. I have lived the fight life, while your bauble life was full of colors and mommy raising her daughter to be a wrestler. But the daughter got too busy, checking out what's in the anus of her penguin stuffed toy. Stop disappointing yourself with that title, as it is going soon and who knows? Maybe the mommy made some phone calls so that her daughter can get a title opportunity? So all I am trying to say is Kimbo… Come out of your lala land and disney world. Last week, Xander Valentine left you drained into the center of the ring and your mouth was open unconsciously like you’re on a hunger strike.’
Sal places the protein shake bottle on his car bonut, wears his classic blublocker aviators, stands up and walks a few steps ahead.
‘See Sid, I mean Kimbo… You’re a kid raised around wrestlers, with great training and have been taken care of perfectly. Maybe, your mama used to feed you off in the wrestling ring too. That's fine, she tried her best. But the man you’re facing is a realist. He isn’t one of your dumb siblings or your impotent stuff toys. Quite simply a real fucking man. Who doesn’t care about this 'The most unskilled locker room in the history of wrestling' or about the people. Oh and hey by the way. Some people love me. But that aside. Don’t ask your mommy to make calls, after 'The Sex Vibe' stomps your brain out and ‘The Woman Scorned’ transitions into ‘The Woman Who Got Screwed’.
The screen fades away.
The Grand America Hotel stands tall and majestic, exuding an air of elegance. Its grande facade showcases intricate architectural details, with towering columns and sparkling windows that reflect the sunlight. It's a sight that commands attention and invites you into the world of luxury and sophistication.
Once the limousine arrives at the grand entrance of the America Grand Hotel, the bald man steps out and confidently asks for the wrestling superstar ‘Sal Darius’. The hotel staff, impressed by his presence, quickly directs him to the designated location. It seems like the bald man is about to embark on an intriguing encounter! The bald man, after being directed, meets Sal Darius at the luxurious hotel’s hi tea. Sal warmly greets him and invites him to grab a plate and join him. It's a fancy and delicious dining experience waiting to happen.
The hi tea at the luxurious hotel is a sight to behold! It’s a lavish spread of delicate dishes from around the world. From succulent seafood to mouthwatering meats, fresh salads and decadent desserts, there’s something to satisfy every craving. It’s a feast fit for a king! The hi tea at the luxurious hotel offers a wide array of delectable dishes from around the world.
The business partners were dappered in fancy suits sitting in front of each other. Sal’s suit is a vibrant burst of color with bold floral patterns that make it pop and Pender looks lethal wearing an old style classic black Italian pant coat. Living like kings, sittin’ on those fancy high tea tables and chairs in the luxurious hotel. The atmosphere was bougie and the food was top-notch. They were indulging in culinary delights fit for royalty.
Mr. Pender: I have transferred you all the cash, our businesses are doing well.
Sal: Sir, definitely I can see that.
Mr. Pender: See that?
Sal: I mean I see my panman, in classic fits. Long cars, beautiful girls, expensive laundry and sipping on finest champagne.
Mr. Pender: Hahahahaha. I feel like, no matter if you win or lose your upcoming match. Your bank account will be sooooooo much more than Kimberly.
Sal: Trust me if you add up all the SCW roster’s money, I still would’ve more.
Mr. Pender: Cheers to that!
The two cool cats, Sal and Pender are kickin’ back at the luxurious hotel. The atmosphere is swanky and they’re sippin’ on fancy cocktails. With a clink of their glasses, they cheer for some deadly facts.
Sal: Btw, Kimberly Williams is to be honest an og representation of this sport.
Mr. Pender: Oh yeah, that chick is tough.
Sal: Hmm, we will see what happens. She lost her last match too.
Mr. Pender: Yes, but they love her.
Sal: Naa, I have to detach myself from the audience. I won’t worry about something I cannot control.
Mr. Pender: That's fine. Also, CHBK finds you an interesting character. You are doing fine, I mean there are people…
Mr. Pender gets interrupted as a young fan bursts with excitement and approaches Sal for an autograph. With stars in their eyes, the fan kid shyly extends a pen and paper. Their admiration radiates through their smiles. Sal happily obliges his name, signing his name with a touch of Tupac-inspired flair, making the fan’s day unforgettable.
Sal: There ya go, kiddoo. What's your name?
Fan: Sanchez.
Sal: Sanchez, hmmm.. I will write your name on it and with that I am going to write a piece of advice for you.
Just below his name Sal writes ‘Kill or be killed’
Fan: Kill or be killed?
Sal: That means, you either do it or you die trying. But you never give up.
Sal drops the kid a fist pump and his eyes widen in awe and they can’t help but mirror Sal’s excitement with a fist pump of their own.
Fan: Also… Can I get one of your famous aviators? My parents have been trying to get it for me but they’re out of stock.
Sal: Sure I can.
The aviators were folded and placed on the table. Sal extends his arm and gets it for the kid.
Fan: Thank you!
The kid goes back running in excitement. Sal looks at the kid’s enthusiasm and smiles.
Mr.Pender: Exactly, what I was talking about. There are some people who have started liking you. That is maybe because they know what you’ve been through. CHBK and Mr. D were also telling me that.
Sal: Yeah, I am not concentrating on that.
Mr. Pender: Look, Sal. I understand you’re focusing on your matches and trying to win. But these things matter. You’ve a positive image, SCW would be willing to extend your contract. Trust me, if you wouldn't have given that autograph and glasses to that kid. I would’ve insisted you. Anyway, I will leave.
Sal: Gotcha! I understand.
Mr. Pender: Get some sleep and start working. It's time!
Sal: Definitely.
Mr. Pender walks a few steps ahead and comes back.
Mr. Pender: Also! Sal. Come here.
Sal, noticing Mr. Pender’s mysterious hint takes a few steps closer and hears the whisper words.
Sal: Nahh, you know I am no more about that party life anymore.
Mr. Pender: Dude, you need to see that red head. She is fucking bootylicious! Just get in from her back door and then get out and then in. Only the back door!
Sal: (smirks) get the fuck out of here!
With a shared moment of laughter, Mr. Pender and Sal can’t contain their excitement. Their laughter fills the air, a joyous symphony of camaraderie. Then, Mr. Pender wraps Sal in a warm hug expressing their gratitude and friendship. As Mr. Pender departs, Sal watches with a mix of fondness and anticipation, ready to embark on the next chapter of his journey. While being in that moment, Sal stretches his back and feels a little fatigue. The king of the world of hearts, unlocks his Iphone and schedules an appointment with The Grand Spa.
Scene 2: The Spa Day
The spa room at the America Grand Hotel is a sanctuary of tranquility and bliss. As you step inside, you’ll be greeted by soft lighting, calming music and a serene atmosphere. The room is adorned with luxurious furnishings and soothing decor, creating a serene ambiance. Professional therapists are ready to provide a variety of rejuvenating treatments from massages to facials, ensuring a truly pampering experience. It’s the perfect place to unwind and indulge in some well-deserved relaxation.
Darius, enters the massage room, filled with a soothing ambiance and relaxing aromas. As he takes a seat, a stunning and confident masseuse approaches him with a mischievous smile. She offers Sal a tantalizing massage, promising to work out any knots and leave him feeling rejuvenated. The scene is filled with a spicy energy, as Sal contemplates the tempting offer before accepting, ready to indulge in the ultimate relaxation experience.
The Freaky Darius, confidently lays down on the plush massage table, his chiseled physique and relaxed demeanor adding to the ambiance of the room. He closes his eyes, ready to surrender himself to the skilled hands of the masseuse and allow the soothing experience to transport him to a world of pure bliss. The skilled blonde masseuse smoothly applies fragrant oil on Sal’s well-toned back, using expert techniques to knead away any tension and leaving him feeling like a Greek god. The perfect way of unwinding and indulging goes on in the self-care process.
The Sex Vibe, feels completely at ease trusting in the expertise of the masseuse. Flips over onto his back, offering his front body for a full-body massage. The skilled hands of the masseuse continue their magic, working their way across Sal’s toned muscles, releasing any tension and leaving him feeling rejuvenated and revitalized. Darius takes a deep breath, allowing himself to fully relax and enjoy the experience. He feels tension melting away as the masseuse skillfully works her magic.
Masseuse: You know you’re really strong.
Sal: Thanks, I am a fighter.
Masseuse: What kind of a fighter?
Sal: You know? The one who gets into the ring and whoops ass.
Masseuse: Hahahaha! Wow.
As the masseuse gets involved in the conversation, she takes a bit more time massaging his thighs. Darius' private parts were wrapped, with what she seemed extra interested in.
Masseuse: You wanted a full body massage, right?
Sal: Yes.
Masseuse: Okay I will take that towel off. Is that fine?
Sal: Nah, not that. I am good, I think you did a good job.
Masseuse: Why don’t you do something for me?
Sal: I will tip you well, don’t worry.
With a mischievous smile, the masseuse leans in close to Sal and whispers an enticing offer in his ear. The words longer in the air, tempting Sal with an irresistible proposition. Curiosity piqued, Sal’s eyes widened as he considered the offer, his mind racing with possibilities. But for a moment he reconsiders.
Sal: Nah, I am sorry. But I will tip you well. So I will just shower and leave. Thank you. You did a great job!
Masseuse: So sad, but that's fine.
Sal, feeling refreshed after the invigorating massage, steps out of the serene massage room and makes his way towards the luxurious shower area. As warm water cascades over his body, allowing him to wash the stress away. The king of the world of hearts, dries his body feeling completely rejuvenated, heads towards the reception desk with a satisfied smile. He settles his bill for the incredible massage experience, bidding farewell to the friendly staff. As he exits the establishment, a sense of tranquility and contentment envelops him, ready to face the world with a renewed sense of well-being.
Scene 3: Camp Day
Bright and early, The freaky darius springs out of bed as the alarm clock blares at 5 am. He quickly slips into his trusty joggers and throws on his comfortable tracksuit, ready to tackle the morning. With determination in his stride, Sal steps outside of the hotel, embracing the fresh start to the day. As Sal sets off for his morning jog from the hotel, he takes in the sights of various US infrascture along the way. With each step, he enjoys the view of bridges, buildings, and roads that make up the urban landscape, appreciating the impressive engineering behind him. After completing his one-mile run, The Sex Vibe savors the sense of accomplishment and the energizing start to his day.
Sal stops by a park and dives into his power training routine with gusto! He pushes his limits with some crazy sprints, strong push-ups, impressive chin-ups and challenging squats. With each intense exercise, Sal can feel his strength and endurance growing, fueling his determination. While crushing his workout, Sal noticed a random girl filming him. Curious, he stopped and struck up a conversation with her. Only to discover that she’s actually a TMZ sports camera girl.
Sal: I don’t mind you posting me and making this viral. But you could’ve asked me ma’am.
Shyna: Ofcourse! I am sorry. Can I take a few comments from you, about your upcoming match?
Sal: What comments?
Shyna: I mean, you’ve been pretty silent and Kimberly Williams has said a lot about you. That your late performances were bad and you are still getting opportunities.
Sal: Okay soo, I know that. First of all, none supported me ma’am. I chose my path, took my ass whooping and stopped sucking on my mommy’s tits when I was no more a baby. Guess who didn’t? Kimberly Williams, her mother, gave her a path. No disrespect to her mother though, she is a legend. But Kimberly is a prime example of nepotism. I came out of garbage and entered the world of wrestling on my own. I had no connections when I entered the wrestling world. Even right now, I am probably not in the best form but I am still fighting and I see nobody stopping me anytime soon.
Shyna: HAHAHAHAHA! Okay this is it. Good luck for your match. You look focused.
Sal: Thank you!
Scene 4: Match day - Kimberly Williams vs Sal Darius
Looking all cool in his black tank top, Sal Darius perches on the hood of his car, with nunchucks hanging around his neck, ready to make a statement. He locks eyes with the camera lens, and his voice exudes charisma as he begins to speak…
‘I can’t believe that you’re talking about my losses Kimbo. Last week, I saw you rubbing your tiny booty off the rope while Xander hit you with a knee and left you out cold. Do you know? How embarrassing it is for a champ to lose like that? I am not a champ and where I come from winning or losing doesn't matter to us. Because we thrive to put on a show and prove to the world that we’ve the biggest balls. You remind me of Sid, from Toy Story Kimbo. You are a kid who plays with stuff toys, shoving weights inside their ass and acting like they’re your weapon. Let's be honest, nobody needs to make a signature weapon like that. You’re not a maniac or crazy war girl. You’re just an idiot. Sid put a rocket launcher on buzz lightyear, just like you shove weights inside your stuff toys. You’re just a kid.’
Darius takes a moment to compose himself after sipping his protein shake. He resumes his promo…
‘At the ‘Rise of Greatness’ yes I lost and I am still losing. I am worried for my contract, the world knows I was dealing with lawsuits. But let's talk about you, you lost at the same pay per view against Deana. Then you said ‘I learned from my mistakes’ learned from your mistake and got your Toy Story ass handed to Xander? Wow! You’re a fast learner. I am a fan of your mother’s work and that is all your family has to be honest. You two twin sisters are the best bad choice your family has. I mean your lameass custom weighted stuff toys can whoop both you sisters in a tag match. I mean let's do this ‘Bitchass Civil War Chaos’ Kimberly Williams & Marie Jones vs Betty White & Tommy Wasley. Fucking grow up girl!’
Sal, takes another sip of his protein shake…
‘You’ve no idea what it's like on the streets, I fought and grew up in the streets. I have lived the fight life, while your bauble life was full of colors and mommy raising her daughter to be a wrestler. But the daughter got too busy, checking out what's in the anus of her penguin stuffed toy. Stop disappointing yourself with that title, as it is going soon and who knows? Maybe the mommy made some phone calls so that her daughter can get a title opportunity? So all I am trying to say is Kimbo… Come out of your lala land and disney world. Last week, Xander Valentine left you drained into the center of the ring and your mouth was open unconsciously like you’re on a hunger strike.’
Sal places the protein shake bottle on his car bonut, wears his classic blublocker aviators, stands up and walks a few steps ahead.
‘See Sid, I mean Kimbo… You’re a kid raised around wrestlers, with great training and have been taken care of perfectly. Maybe, your mama used to feed you off in the wrestling ring too. That's fine, she tried her best. But the man you’re facing is a realist. He isn’t one of your dumb siblings or your impotent stuff toys. Quite simply a real fucking man. Who doesn’t care about this 'The most unskilled locker room in the history of wrestling' or about the people. Oh and hey by the way. Some people love me. But that aside. Don’t ask your mommy to make calls, after 'The Sex Vibe' stomps your brain out and ‘The Woman Scorned’ transitions into ‘The Woman Who Got Screwed’.
The screen fades away.