Post by biggriff on Jul 26, 2012 15:07:09 GMT -5
Thursday 26th July 2012. 6 Am. Las Vegas desert.
The scene opens with the camera following Toby foster.
“It’s six in the morning, the sun is blaring down on my back and I’m sprinting across this desert with a camera in my face. The sand underneath is burning my feet even through my adidas trainers, and the sweat is running down my back like a waterfall, why you ask… Well This week I’ve upped my training because this coming Monday nights main event super show, I have my first ever title match, It’s against five other top superstars so I needed to up my game after losing my north American title qualifying match easily to Aiden Caine a few weeks ago just because I wasn’t focused enough and instead of training I was more worried about women, food and the Las Vegas lifestyle!
Trainings going good, my cardio is up there with the best, I’ve been sparring with five guys at once just to get the feel of wrestling multiple opponents at once and my trainer thinks I’m ready for anything so I should really be in a good mood, but I’m NOT!!! my first few weeks here in America have been outstanding, especially this Monday but in the end it was bitter sweet to say the least, I opened up the show Monday with my first promo and it went swimmingly. The crowd were white hot for me and to share the ring with a new found friend for life should have been the icing on the cake. Then I go backstage to pick up my date for the evening, the most beautiful woman god put on this earth, honestly I can’t believe she agreed to go on a date with me. It’s what dreams are made of, I was floating on cloud nine and I thought nothing or nobody could have burst the bubble of happiness that I was feeling but I quickly found out why things can change so easily around here.
(Toby’s expression changes to a grimace and he wipes the seat from his forehead before continuing to speak)
Firstly, the most arrogant, self-centred and screwed up bitched I’ve ever met Bliss decided to poke her nose in my business again but this time she wasn’t alone. She had her side kick siren with her and that wasn’t it. Justin Fischer the brother of the slut decides he wants to muscle in on my date. Fair enough if she didn’t want me and she wanted him… BUT SHE DOESN’T!!! Ana made that perfectly clear and this coming Monday in the six man match Fischer will see the other side to Toby Foster. I haven’t needed to bring out this side of me yet but there is another level of aggression inside me I keep bottled up, it takes a lot for me to lose my head but it’s ignorant idiots like Fischer that bring out the monster inside I hate. I truly despise when I get angry because horrible things happen and everyone will witness the evolution of my in-ring style that hasn’t been shown yet here in MPW, and this explosion will win me some gold!
Then on my way to the car with the stunning Ana on my arm I see the decimation of my new mate Chris Cable at the hands of the cowardly Wanker Johnny Clash. Now I never make assumptions about people I’ve never met or even heard of but funny enough I don’t mind making the assumption that Clash is a total prick. Things will catch up with Clash sooner or later and he’ll be on the other end of a beating at the hands of my partner The lethal Weapon as I like to call him, he will drive his elbow through your skull on rid the MPW universe of the TWI despise. Clash Ruined my evening Monday because instead of spending the night at a local bar, with the woman of my dreams I spent the night at the hospital with my mate watching the doctors stich up the wound on his head from the electrical box he smashed him into so even if Clash didn’t intend to bring me into this fight he has. The problem is he didn’t do a good enough job and Monday night Cable will show Clash what a wounded animal can do when he busts him open!
(Toby notices a bench on the side of the path and sits down to take a breather. The sweat is profusely running down his face as he take a swig of water from his bottle)
This week I’ve stayed clear of all media and I’ve stayed at home every day other than my early morning gym session because I don’t want or need any attention this week… until now. The only people I’ve even had a conversation with are Ana, My Trainer and my tag team partner. This week has been about me winning this title Monday night. Nothing else matters to me until I walk out the new TV champion and win my first piece of Gold in America, the home of professional wrestling. Ana totally understands that I need to do this and she wants me to win this title just as much as I do myself.
(A wry smile crosses the Englishman’s face)
Six men stand in my way and I’ve spent the whole week trawling the internet for videos on all of them. The only person in the match I know anything about personally is Jason Xavier. The opening night of Monday night main event Jason and I went to war and I’ve already come out and said that I had some luck in that match and I said Jason was a great wrestler but guess what… he threw it in my face. He thinks he’s better than me and he’s wrong. He couldn’t even beat me when I hadn’t been on best form, he couldn’t beat me when I hadn’t even trained for the match. I did take things for granted here so far in MPW and I didn’t expect the level of competition to be as good as it is… now I’m prepared so god help you X…. I watched your match against John Fisherman. To be honest I thought he absolutely decimated you. He didn’t give you a chance that’s why I have my eye on Fisherman more than anyone else in the match.
John Fisherman looks like the real deal. For some strange reason he hangs around with that hussy Ms Biguns and I honestly think she brings him down. In my opinion going into this match Fisherman could be the favourite to take the match. I’ve gotta keep my eye on the woman outside the ring to because Biguns could be the factor outside the ring and if I’m gonna lose this match, which I honestly can say I’m confident of winning then I don’t want my loss tarnished by the outside interference of fisherman’s fake breasted valet.
(Toby finishes of the water left in the bottle and quickly get back to the running. The sun is glaring down on the Englishman as he picks up the pace)
Now the unknown quantity in this match has to be Freddy Styles, He made his debut in a triple treat match and was about to get the win when as I mentioned earlier… Ms Biguns took him out with a chair. Then last week his first one on one match he beat Xavier Daniels who didn’t turn up so I really don’t know what to expect. All I know is that if I do what I know I can do Styles won be a problem.
That’s Three opponents down Three to go… next we have Taufik. He’s a really nice guy and other than Chris cable he’s the only other person who I’ve interacted with back stage. The guy is a suplex machine but he doesn’t get much luck in big matches. He’s zero in three here in MPW and he’s been outclassed every time he’s stepped into the ring, but never underestimate the underdog. He calls himself the franchise so eventually he needs to live up to that name and what better way than to beat five other men and walk away with some gold around his waist on July 30th. So if the man Known as Taufik finally lives up to his billing and beats me fair and square ill hold up his hand in victory myself and wish him luck on keeping that title because I will earn another shot and when I get that second chance I won’t screw it up again!
Finally the sixth competitor is the ‘the best of Britain’ soon to be the first ever MPW TV champion so I hope everyone in this match, and everyone in on the MPW roster for that matter has done their homework on me. Three warnings….. Number one… A pissed of Englishman should never be taken for granted…. Number two… always be ready for a fight… Number three… Never forget rules one or two!!!
(Toby laughs for the first time and pushes the camera aside and picks up the pace as he sprints away from the camera)
“It’s six in the morning, the sun is blaring down on my back and I’m sprinting across this desert with a camera in my face. The sand underneath is burning my feet even through my adidas trainers, and the sweat is running down my back like a waterfall, why you ask… Well This week I’ve upped my training because this coming Monday nights main event super show, I have my first ever title match, It’s against five other top superstars so I needed to up my game after losing my north American title qualifying match easily to Aiden Caine a few weeks ago just because I wasn’t focused enough and instead of training I was more worried about women, food and the Las Vegas lifestyle!
Trainings going good, my cardio is up there with the best, I’ve been sparring with five guys at once just to get the feel of wrestling multiple opponents at once and my trainer thinks I’m ready for anything so I should really be in a good mood, but I’m NOT!!! my first few weeks here in America have been outstanding, especially this Monday but in the end it was bitter sweet to say the least, I opened up the show Monday with my first promo and it went swimmingly. The crowd were white hot for me and to share the ring with a new found friend for life should have been the icing on the cake. Then I go backstage to pick up my date for the evening, the most beautiful woman god put on this earth, honestly I can’t believe she agreed to go on a date with me. It’s what dreams are made of, I was floating on cloud nine and I thought nothing or nobody could have burst the bubble of happiness that I was feeling but I quickly found out why things can change so easily around here.
(Toby’s expression changes to a grimace and he wipes the seat from his forehead before continuing to speak)
Firstly, the most arrogant, self-centred and screwed up bitched I’ve ever met Bliss decided to poke her nose in my business again but this time she wasn’t alone. She had her side kick siren with her and that wasn’t it. Justin Fischer the brother of the slut decides he wants to muscle in on my date. Fair enough if she didn’t want me and she wanted him… BUT SHE DOESN’T!!! Ana made that perfectly clear and this coming Monday in the six man match Fischer will see the other side to Toby Foster. I haven’t needed to bring out this side of me yet but there is another level of aggression inside me I keep bottled up, it takes a lot for me to lose my head but it’s ignorant idiots like Fischer that bring out the monster inside I hate. I truly despise when I get angry because horrible things happen and everyone will witness the evolution of my in-ring style that hasn’t been shown yet here in MPW, and this explosion will win me some gold!
Then on my way to the car with the stunning Ana on my arm I see the decimation of my new mate Chris Cable at the hands of the cowardly Wanker Johnny Clash. Now I never make assumptions about people I’ve never met or even heard of but funny enough I don’t mind making the assumption that Clash is a total prick. Things will catch up with Clash sooner or later and he’ll be on the other end of a beating at the hands of my partner The lethal Weapon as I like to call him, he will drive his elbow through your skull on rid the MPW universe of the TWI despise. Clash Ruined my evening Monday because instead of spending the night at a local bar, with the woman of my dreams I spent the night at the hospital with my mate watching the doctors stich up the wound on his head from the electrical box he smashed him into so even if Clash didn’t intend to bring me into this fight he has. The problem is he didn’t do a good enough job and Monday night Cable will show Clash what a wounded animal can do when he busts him open!
(Toby notices a bench on the side of the path and sits down to take a breather. The sweat is profusely running down his face as he take a swig of water from his bottle)
This week I’ve stayed clear of all media and I’ve stayed at home every day other than my early morning gym session because I don’t want or need any attention this week… until now. The only people I’ve even had a conversation with are Ana, My Trainer and my tag team partner. This week has been about me winning this title Monday night. Nothing else matters to me until I walk out the new TV champion and win my first piece of Gold in America, the home of professional wrestling. Ana totally understands that I need to do this and she wants me to win this title just as much as I do myself.
(A wry smile crosses the Englishman’s face)
Six men stand in my way and I’ve spent the whole week trawling the internet for videos on all of them. The only person in the match I know anything about personally is Jason Xavier. The opening night of Monday night main event Jason and I went to war and I’ve already come out and said that I had some luck in that match and I said Jason was a great wrestler but guess what… he threw it in my face. He thinks he’s better than me and he’s wrong. He couldn’t even beat me when I hadn’t been on best form, he couldn’t beat me when I hadn’t even trained for the match. I did take things for granted here so far in MPW and I didn’t expect the level of competition to be as good as it is… now I’m prepared so god help you X…. I watched your match against John Fisherman. To be honest I thought he absolutely decimated you. He didn’t give you a chance that’s why I have my eye on Fisherman more than anyone else in the match.
John Fisherman looks like the real deal. For some strange reason he hangs around with that hussy Ms Biguns and I honestly think she brings him down. In my opinion going into this match Fisherman could be the favourite to take the match. I’ve gotta keep my eye on the woman outside the ring to because Biguns could be the factor outside the ring and if I’m gonna lose this match, which I honestly can say I’m confident of winning then I don’t want my loss tarnished by the outside interference of fisherman’s fake breasted valet.
(Toby finishes of the water left in the bottle and quickly get back to the running. The sun is glaring down on the Englishman as he picks up the pace)
Now the unknown quantity in this match has to be Freddy Styles, He made his debut in a triple treat match and was about to get the win when as I mentioned earlier… Ms Biguns took him out with a chair. Then last week his first one on one match he beat Xavier Daniels who didn’t turn up so I really don’t know what to expect. All I know is that if I do what I know I can do Styles won be a problem.
That’s Three opponents down Three to go… next we have Taufik. He’s a really nice guy and other than Chris cable he’s the only other person who I’ve interacted with back stage. The guy is a suplex machine but he doesn’t get much luck in big matches. He’s zero in three here in MPW and he’s been outclassed every time he’s stepped into the ring, but never underestimate the underdog. He calls himself the franchise so eventually he needs to live up to that name and what better way than to beat five other men and walk away with some gold around his waist on July 30th. So if the man Known as Taufik finally lives up to his billing and beats me fair and square ill hold up his hand in victory myself and wish him luck on keeping that title because I will earn another shot and when I get that second chance I won’t screw it up again!
Finally the sixth competitor is the ‘the best of Britain’ soon to be the first ever MPW TV champion so I hope everyone in this match, and everyone in on the MPW roster for that matter has done their homework on me. Three warnings….. Number one… A pissed of Englishman should never be taken for granted…. Number two… always be ready for a fight… Number three… Never forget rules one or two!!!
(Toby laughs for the first time and pushes the camera aside and picks up the pace as he sprints away from the camera)