10-17-2023, 09:42 PM
Sal Darius sits in his dimly lit locker room, the air with the scent of sweat and determination. The is filled with the echo of silence, broken only by the sound of his heavy breathing. The walls are adorned with posters of his past victories from other wrestling promotions, serving as a reminder of what he’s capable of. As he sits there, his body aching and his spirit bruised, the only solace he finds is in the solitude of the room. Allowing him to reflect on the match and gather his thoughts for the future.
‘The Freaky Darius’ slumped in his chair, his hand wrapped in unraveling blood and bruises staining his face, body and hands. The weight of his loss hung heavy upon him, as thoughts of his contract’s uncertain future filled his mind. Just as he was lost in his despair. The dead room came back to life, with the sound of Mr. Pendor’s enthusiastic claps and his booming voice exclaiming ‘WHAT A MATCH!’ ‘WHAATTT A MAAATTCHH!’ With watery eyes, Darius looks at his manager.
SD: Stop it dude! I fucking lost again.
Mr Pendor: DUDE! You don’t understand! Did you notice Sal? The crowd was chanting ‘This is awesome’ You almost had her. I mean those crazy roundhouse kicks! And that sex curse was about to connect. Trust me brother! Other than the fact, that right now on Forbes. You’re in the list of top 10 most hated wrestlers, but you still made them know. Who the fuck you’re!! Kimberly Williams was about to sleep on her sorry ass today!
SD: But I fucking lost Pendor?
Mr Pendor: I know what is running through your mind. It's not the loss, you’ve been losing in this company since forever! It's about the contract. I already talked with them, they loved your today’s performance and you’re fighting Kirsten Scott next week for the SCW TV Title! If you weren't good today, this opportunity wouldn’t have been given to you. Understand Sal! To hell with wins or losses. You make these bunch of fatasses happy, you’re good! Trust me.
SD: Yeah, (Phewww) I think you’re right. Plus, who do they have for me this week? Kirsten Scott? I am going to get his ass shagged this week.
Mr Pendor: Yess ma mann! Get it. I am going to head to the hotel, have a cigar in a hotass tub. You prepare man! Its time. Rest and come back stronger!
SD: Got ya!
Mr Pendor taps on Sal’s shoulder and leaves. But immediately forgets something.
Mr Pendor: Heads up motherfucker!
Mr Pendor takes out Sal’s blublocker, makes them spit shin and places them on Sal’s face. Both the gentlemen share a laugh. Sal Darius feels more focused and ready. Just like that, the scene comes to an end.
Scene 1 - Pendor’s Paradise
Mr Pendor, a man of abundance and opulence, finds solace and indulgence in the comforting embrace of a hot bath tub. As the warm water envelops his body, he takes his moment to let the stress of the day melt away. In one hand, he holds a meticulously rolled cigar, its aromatic smoke swirling in the air, adding to the ambiance of relaxation.
This luxurious scene is a testament to Mr. Pendor’s affinity for the finer things in life. The bath tub, adorned with elegant fixtures and adorned with fragrant bath oils, becomes his personal oasis of tranquility. The cigar, carefully chosen and expertly crafted is a symbol of his refined taste and appreciation for the finer details. With each puff, he savors the rich flavors and the moment of respite it brings.
In this scene, a cute stunning blonde in pink lingerie delivers Mr. Pendor his phone. Only to reveal that its a call from none other than himself ‘The Sex Vibe’ Sal Darius!
SD: Can you fucking believe this? I am not stressed, but being one of the most hated wrestler is kind of cool.
Mr. Pendor: Trust me Sal, many of the legends were hated. But they still made it to the top. You get me?
SD: One hundred percent! What were you doing?
Mr. Pendor: Chilling, just was about to fuck a really nice woman. If you want, I can send someone to your place as well.
SD: I am no more about this life mate, you already know.
Mr. Pendor: Yeah! You’re a primo example of semen retention! You know? Few days back I was reading its benefits. It has a range of benefits, including increased energy, improved focus..
SD: Stop it, you asshole! HAHAH…
Mr. Pendor: No wait! Emotional well being.. HAHAHAHA!
SD: FUCK OFF! HAHAHA!
Mr. Pendor: Dude!? You were someone, who would dig a hole in the wall. If you won’t get a chick to bang. Can’t believe you’ve changed!
SD: Yeah, I don’t feel like it. After the fake allegations and all. Don’t feel like doing any of that.
Mr. Pendor: I can understand! But I will do this hoe! She is fine.
SD: Get the fuck out! Hahahaha, I will talk to you tomorrow. Will get some sleep.
Mr. Pendor: Take care my mann! Love!
SD: Yeah, bye.
Scene 2 - Sal’s fashion world
The scene opens in a shop which is stylish and inviting with a touch of vintage charm. The walls were adorned with fashion sketches and colorful fabric swatches inspiring creativity and showcasing the tailor’s expertise. There were racks filled with exquisite fabrics buttons and threads offering a wide array for customers to choose from. The shop had a fitting area, complete with a large mirror and comfortable seating where Sal was trying a custom made floral suit and telling the tailor to make some necessary adjustments.
SD: I think! This is okay.
Tailor: Yes! Looks perfect.
SD: I think it's a bit loose from the back.
Tailor: No sir! Its great!
SD: Do you know who the fuck I am? I have to wear this motherfucking on the tv this week and it needs to fucking perfect!
Tailor: Yes sir! It is.
SD: It is? Dude come on? I still think the coat is a bit loose. I will wait here, get it done. I can wait.
Tailor: Alright.
‘The Freaky Darius’ waits for the tailor to make the necessary adjustments. While waiting, he takes a moment to envision himself wearing the suit and how confident and stylish he’ll look once it’s done. After some time, the tailor brings a hanged coat. He takes it off and puts it on Darius. Making sure that it fits him perfectly. As Sal looks in the mirror he can’t help but feel a surge of confidence. The coat drapes elegantly on his shoulders, and the floral pattern pops beautifully against the fabric. The floral suit that Sal is wearing is vibrant and eye-catching. Its pattern adds a pop of color and personality to the suit. The flowers are intricately designed with a mix of bold and delicate petals, creating a truly unique and artistic look. The suit is tailored to perfection, ensuring a flattering fit that accentuates.
The Sex Vibe was basking in his suit, he walked towards the counter and passed his card to an old man. He swipes it to the machine, with which Sal tips off the tailor.
SD: Thanks mate! I don’t mean to be rude.
Darius comes out of the shop and finds his sleek and stylish ride that perfectly matches his taste. With its modern design and powerful engine. It's ready for any adventure. SD reaches into his pocket and presses the button to unlock his SUV. The doors unlock with a satisfying beep and Sal is ready to hit the road. Sal with his iconic blublocker and floral fashion looks into the rearview mirror.
SD: Kirsten ‘The One’ Scott? Haan? I can’t believe she calls herself ‘The One’ like she is the SCW Champion who makes the show run. The whole Supreme Championship Wrestling knows that I deserved another shot, even with loads of losses. They know the audience fucking pays to see me every week. I am a rich dude, most pro wrestlers are broken anyway! I fucking bet! Kirsten would be defending her trash title every week and then would be gulping herself on cheap oatmeals. While me and Pendor we’re living the life! These are all wrestlers, they are all about wrestling mentality. But me! I have been fighting in streets, parks, football fields and basketball courts. Fuck the ring! Find me and fight me and I will whoop your ass. I made it to the list of most hated wrestlers, I bet everybody knows me now! I made it to the headlines. I will be spreading the sex vibes! While she will be defending her title every week. I bet people know that she is fighting Sal Darius this week because I am famous! Even though I am hated, but everybody knows me and my bank account has fucking tons of money in it. Now I am going to take Scott’s title too. I will make the TV title a bit more famous too! Hate me everybody! This is the start of my villain era!
Sal revs up his SUV, leaving a trail of smoke behind as he accelerates like a beast! His adrenaline kicks in as the speedometer climbs higher and higher. ‘The Freaky Darius’ feels the thrill as his car zooms ahead as fast as a rocket. Soaring through the streets faster than a shooting star!
‘The Freaky Darius’ slumped in his chair, his hand wrapped in unraveling blood and bruises staining his face, body and hands. The weight of his loss hung heavy upon him, as thoughts of his contract’s uncertain future filled his mind. Just as he was lost in his despair. The dead room came back to life, with the sound of Mr. Pendor’s enthusiastic claps and his booming voice exclaiming ‘WHAT A MATCH!’ ‘WHAATTT A MAAATTCHH!’ With watery eyes, Darius looks at his manager.
SD: Stop it dude! I fucking lost again.
Mr Pendor: DUDE! You don’t understand! Did you notice Sal? The crowd was chanting ‘This is awesome’ You almost had her. I mean those crazy roundhouse kicks! And that sex curse was about to connect. Trust me brother! Other than the fact, that right now on Forbes. You’re in the list of top 10 most hated wrestlers, but you still made them know. Who the fuck you’re!! Kimberly Williams was about to sleep on her sorry ass today!
SD: But I fucking lost Pendor?
Mr Pendor: I know what is running through your mind. It's not the loss, you’ve been losing in this company since forever! It's about the contract. I already talked with them, they loved your today’s performance and you’re fighting Kirsten Scott next week for the SCW TV Title! If you weren't good today, this opportunity wouldn’t have been given to you. Understand Sal! To hell with wins or losses. You make these bunch of fatasses happy, you’re good! Trust me.
SD: Yeah, (Phewww) I think you’re right. Plus, who do they have for me this week? Kirsten Scott? I am going to get his ass shagged this week.
Mr Pendor: Yess ma mann! Get it. I am going to head to the hotel, have a cigar in a hotass tub. You prepare man! Its time. Rest and come back stronger!
SD: Got ya!
Mr Pendor taps on Sal’s shoulder and leaves. But immediately forgets something.
Mr Pendor: Heads up motherfucker!
Mr Pendor takes out Sal’s blublocker, makes them spit shin and places them on Sal’s face. Both the gentlemen share a laugh. Sal Darius feels more focused and ready. Just like that, the scene comes to an end.
Scene 1 - Pendor’s Paradise
Mr Pendor, a man of abundance and opulence, finds solace and indulgence in the comforting embrace of a hot bath tub. As the warm water envelops his body, he takes his moment to let the stress of the day melt away. In one hand, he holds a meticulously rolled cigar, its aromatic smoke swirling in the air, adding to the ambiance of relaxation.
This luxurious scene is a testament to Mr. Pendor’s affinity for the finer things in life. The bath tub, adorned with elegant fixtures and adorned with fragrant bath oils, becomes his personal oasis of tranquility. The cigar, carefully chosen and expertly crafted is a symbol of his refined taste and appreciation for the finer details. With each puff, he savors the rich flavors and the moment of respite it brings.
In this scene, a cute stunning blonde in pink lingerie delivers Mr. Pendor his phone. Only to reveal that its a call from none other than himself ‘The Sex Vibe’ Sal Darius!
SD: Can you fucking believe this? I am not stressed, but being one of the most hated wrestler is kind of cool.
Mr. Pendor: Trust me Sal, many of the legends were hated. But they still made it to the top. You get me?
SD: One hundred percent! What were you doing?
Mr. Pendor: Chilling, just was about to fuck a really nice woman. If you want, I can send someone to your place as well.
SD: I am no more about this life mate, you already know.
Mr. Pendor: Yeah! You’re a primo example of semen retention! You know? Few days back I was reading its benefits. It has a range of benefits, including increased energy, improved focus..
SD: Stop it, you asshole! HAHAH…
Mr. Pendor: No wait! Emotional well being.. HAHAHAHA!
SD: FUCK OFF! HAHAHA!
Mr. Pendor: Dude!? You were someone, who would dig a hole in the wall. If you won’t get a chick to bang. Can’t believe you’ve changed!
SD: Yeah, I don’t feel like it. After the fake allegations and all. Don’t feel like doing any of that.
Mr. Pendor: I can understand! But I will do this hoe! She is fine.
SD: Get the fuck out! Hahahaha, I will talk to you tomorrow. Will get some sleep.
Mr. Pendor: Take care my mann! Love!
SD: Yeah, bye.
Scene 2 - Sal’s fashion world
The scene opens in a shop which is stylish and inviting with a touch of vintage charm. The walls were adorned with fashion sketches and colorful fabric swatches inspiring creativity and showcasing the tailor’s expertise. There were racks filled with exquisite fabrics buttons and threads offering a wide array for customers to choose from. The shop had a fitting area, complete with a large mirror and comfortable seating where Sal was trying a custom made floral suit and telling the tailor to make some necessary adjustments.
SD: I think! This is okay.
Tailor: Yes! Looks perfect.
SD: I think it's a bit loose from the back.
Tailor: No sir! Its great!
SD: Do you know who the fuck I am? I have to wear this motherfucking on the tv this week and it needs to fucking perfect!
Tailor: Yes sir! It is.
SD: It is? Dude come on? I still think the coat is a bit loose. I will wait here, get it done. I can wait.
Tailor: Alright.
‘The Freaky Darius’ waits for the tailor to make the necessary adjustments. While waiting, he takes a moment to envision himself wearing the suit and how confident and stylish he’ll look once it’s done. After some time, the tailor brings a hanged coat. He takes it off and puts it on Darius. Making sure that it fits him perfectly. As Sal looks in the mirror he can’t help but feel a surge of confidence. The coat drapes elegantly on his shoulders, and the floral pattern pops beautifully against the fabric. The floral suit that Sal is wearing is vibrant and eye-catching. Its pattern adds a pop of color and personality to the suit. The flowers are intricately designed with a mix of bold and delicate petals, creating a truly unique and artistic look. The suit is tailored to perfection, ensuring a flattering fit that accentuates.
The Sex Vibe was basking in his suit, he walked towards the counter and passed his card to an old man. He swipes it to the machine, with which Sal tips off the tailor.
SD: Thanks mate! I don’t mean to be rude.
Darius comes out of the shop and finds his sleek and stylish ride that perfectly matches his taste. With its modern design and powerful engine. It's ready for any adventure. SD reaches into his pocket and presses the button to unlock his SUV. The doors unlock with a satisfying beep and Sal is ready to hit the road. Sal with his iconic blublocker and floral fashion looks into the rearview mirror.
SD: Kirsten ‘The One’ Scott? Haan? I can’t believe she calls herself ‘The One’ like she is the SCW Champion who makes the show run. The whole Supreme Championship Wrestling knows that I deserved another shot, even with loads of losses. They know the audience fucking pays to see me every week. I am a rich dude, most pro wrestlers are broken anyway! I fucking bet! Kirsten would be defending her trash title every week and then would be gulping herself on cheap oatmeals. While me and Pendor we’re living the life! These are all wrestlers, they are all about wrestling mentality. But me! I have been fighting in streets, parks, football fields and basketball courts. Fuck the ring! Find me and fight me and I will whoop your ass. I made it to the list of most hated wrestlers, I bet everybody knows me now! I made it to the headlines. I will be spreading the sex vibes! While she will be defending her title every week. I bet people know that she is fighting Sal Darius this week because I am famous! Even though I am hated, but everybody knows me and my bank account has fucking tons of money in it. Now I am going to take Scott’s title too. I will make the TV title a bit more famous too! Hate me everybody! This is the start of my villain era!
Sal revs up his SUV, leaving a trail of smoke behind as he accelerates like a beast! His adrenaline kicks in as the speedometer climbs higher and higher. ‘The Freaky Darius’ feels the thrill as his car zooms ahead as fast as a rocket. Soaring through the streets faster than a shooting star!