06-14-2023, 04:44 PM
(This post was last modified: 06-14-2023, 04:50 PM by Sal Darius.)
The scene opens in a big rugby ground, where the huge action figure looks like a white man who was caught by the camera in white aviators, jogging and coming closer. It was Darius who was wearing floral shorts and joggers.
Sal: Hey! Hey! Hey! (Breathes harder) Pheww, it is hot out there.
Sal stops for a moment, bends his upper body, and breathes slowly.
Sal: But anyway, no matter how much hot it gets. Nothing gets hotter than me in here. I always put on a show, winning or losing. Nah I don’t care about that. Cassie or Willow Aspen or your favorite girl out there Seelleennaaa FFrrooosssttt? If all three of them, sit on their knees and rub Sal’s sword in their mouths they won’t even get any fresh organic honey. You gotta try hard for that. Honestly. So, I am giving the SCW universe a favor today. It is especially for athletes.
‘The Sex Vibe’ gets into his pocket and takes out a small transparent plastic box.
Sal: THISS!! Yeah right, you would know what is this transparent thing. No way!! You don’t know shit about it… It is not sperm broo, come on!? It will help you. Trust me, just a few drops in your smoothie and you are going to turn into a Hulk. Except, you won’t turn green. Now see, I am not just a pro wrestler. Okay? I am a businessman. I mean some people misperceive me as a celebrity, I bounce heads off the canvas and I sell my power and skills to the buyers. Fortunately, there are a lot of buyers because I am a fucking brand!! And then they give me stupid funny farts like Religious Wright to fight against. What the hell man!? The kid has never fought. Rarely fought! And you guys think he has a chance against a sexy-looking veteran like me?... If Lyman gotta fluke in the battle royal. Doesn’t that mean every other bum has the potential of beating me? See... SCW is full of talent do not get me wrong. I respect the athletes and my opponents. But as I said, I respect the athletes and my opponents. Religious, you’re neither of those. You’re not an athlete, you can’t hang in there for a few seconds and you think you will beat me? I will give a very powerful suggestion here. You did bet on Selena. Right, you did win $500? Bet here too, that I will beat your priest ass in 5 minutes. You know what? Some people may respect you a lot since you’re their leader and representative. You might be a father in your church, but I am a daddy!! Some of them sisters you’ve in the church must be wanting more Sal’s sword than your short and tiny Sword of Joshua who you represent as ‘Senior Pastore’. So tonight… Hmm? Bring the sword of Joshua with you. Chop my head off with it, because that would be the only way you could win.
Sal stops for a while and looks towards the sky. It looks like, it is going to rain and I have no time to waste on this stupid man. I need to complete my workout.
Sal: Oh and yess!! I am so looking forward to see all those sisters. Not mine!! Yours stupidass 'Senior Pastore' change their veil to biknies and wear mine famous aviators. Because after I whoop your ass tonight... Your whole religious community, is going to wear my world famous aviators and follow me... Instead of jesus. See you in the ring.
'The Freaky Darius' restarts his workout. Going into a push-up position, laying his face towards the floor, and pushing his hands to raise his body until his arms go straight. The weather goes darker and the screen starts to fade away.
Sal: Hey! Hey! Hey! (Breathes harder) Pheww, it is hot out there.
Sal stops for a moment, bends his upper body, and breathes slowly.
Sal: But anyway, no matter how much hot it gets. Nothing gets hotter than me in here. I always put on a show, winning or losing. Nah I don’t care about that. Cassie or Willow Aspen or your favorite girl out there Seelleennaaa FFrrooosssttt? If all three of them, sit on their knees and rub Sal’s sword in their mouths they won’t even get any fresh organic honey. You gotta try hard for that. Honestly. So, I am giving the SCW universe a favor today. It is especially for athletes.
‘The Sex Vibe’ gets into his pocket and takes out a small transparent plastic box.
Sal: THISS!! Yeah right, you would know what is this transparent thing. No way!! You don’t know shit about it… It is not sperm broo, come on!? It will help you. Trust me, just a few drops in your smoothie and you are going to turn into a Hulk. Except, you won’t turn green. Now see, I am not just a pro wrestler. Okay? I am a businessman. I mean some people misperceive me as a celebrity, I bounce heads off the canvas and I sell my power and skills to the buyers. Fortunately, there are a lot of buyers because I am a fucking brand!! And then they give me stupid funny farts like Religious Wright to fight against. What the hell man!? The kid has never fought. Rarely fought! And you guys think he has a chance against a sexy-looking veteran like me?... If Lyman gotta fluke in the battle royal. Doesn’t that mean every other bum has the potential of beating me? See... SCW is full of talent do not get me wrong. I respect the athletes and my opponents. But as I said, I respect the athletes and my opponents. Religious, you’re neither of those. You’re not an athlete, you can’t hang in there for a few seconds and you think you will beat me? I will give a very powerful suggestion here. You did bet on Selena. Right, you did win $500? Bet here too, that I will beat your priest ass in 5 minutes. You know what? Some people may respect you a lot since you’re their leader and representative. You might be a father in your church, but I am a daddy!! Some of them sisters you’ve in the church must be wanting more Sal’s sword than your short and tiny Sword of Joshua who you represent as ‘Senior Pastore’. So tonight… Hmm? Bring the sword of Joshua with you. Chop my head off with it, because that would be the only way you could win.
Sal stops for a while and looks towards the sky. It looks like, it is going to rain and I have no time to waste on this stupid man. I need to complete my workout.
Sal: Oh and yess!! I am so looking forward to see all those sisters. Not mine!! Yours stupidass 'Senior Pastore' change their veil to biknies and wear mine famous aviators. Because after I whoop your ass tonight... Your whole religious community, is going to wear my world famous aviators and follow me... Instead of jesus. See you in the ring.
'The Freaky Darius' restarts his workout. Going into a push-up position, laying his face towards the floor, and pushing his hands to raise his body until his arms go straight. The weather goes darker and the screen starts to fade away.