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| A night on the town; With real Welsh slang! | |
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| Tweet Topic Started: May 5 2017, 10:04 AM (25 Views) | |
| JesTheBarber | May 5 2017, 10:04 AM Post #1 |
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Its a nice night out in Downtown Cardiff tonight. A slight breeze goes by. In front of us is the very fancy Tiger Tiger night club, one of the most popular night clubs in all of Wales. 70's era music can be heard bumping threw the walls. Just then the front door opens and the music gets louder. Out walks Rob Garcia, in black slacks and shoes and a red button up shirt. His face matches the color of his shirt, beet red. Him and The Crew have come out to party tonight it seems. Rob see the camera and nods his head. Rob: Hey, welcome to Cardiff. I was just living it up with the Crew. But I decided to just make a quick appearance and then crash Joe Stations slumber party at the Rebel. He signals to follow him and starts walking down the street. Rob: Lets go this way and find my Uber. Rob is grinning in a cocky manner and says. Rob: The Crew asked if they should come along. I told them I got this one. Time to prove to my big brother Nate, that I'm the man. Plus, I'm not afraid of any of Orions marry band of sissy boys. He spits on the floor after saying that. His eyes squint and he shakes his head as he continues walking down the nice downtown area. Rob: Joe ain't shit. Like I said before, he had to have Orion give him the advantage. The In Breeds I made quick work of this week. There is Zombie, the Marilyn Manson wanna be. I don't know much about him. But he can't be much to worry about if he's hanging out with Joe. Then there is the Alpha Wolfeses.. Shaelin. Rob says with a smile and winks at the camera. Rob: I like Shaelin. She's pretty! Haha! Her brother Fabio lost the tag team Championships. I'll never lose my championship. I'll be The World Heavy Weight Rising Champion of The World for ever. Orions just going to have to deal with it. There is the Dream who told me on Twitter he likes me and America. So he's okay. Can't forget about Heith Williams. I've known K-Dub for a while. All this time I've known Heith, I've never been able to figure out why they call him K-Dub though. I guess he was never important enough to ask. Rob comes to a corner and stops, he pulls out his phone and looks at it a bit confused. He looks up and then looks around then points to his left. Rob: Its time for me to show the bros what I'm about. I'm going to show them that I'm here to take care of business! Kim seems to be a bit distracted as of late. Maybe its little baby dick Joe. Or maybe she sees what ever one else does. There is a new threat in FIW and its me! Rob yells that last line in a drunken anger and big boots a light pole on the street. The light pole is obviously very strong so it doesn't go down. But it does sway back and fourth. Just then going in the same direction as Rob a police car drives by slowly. Rob stiffens up scared like. Rob: Shit! He puts his hands in his pockets and starts to whistle. Hoping they just keep going. They get a little further down and Rob is about to relax, when they get to the light up ahead and bust a u-turn. Rob goes from relaxed, to worried. "Gulp!" he swallows. He tries to tread along. The cop parks near him. Rob starts to try and walk faster to avoid eye contact. Then two men get out of the patrol car in a rush. Cop 1: Excuse me lad! May we have a word wit yuh? Rob rolls his eyes and whispers to the camera Rob: Crap, they don't speak English. It's okay. Play it cool. Just. Play it. Cool! He says to the camera man. He nods his head to us watching and as the two officers catch up he turns to them and says. Rob: Heeeeeyy.. Shit! That didn't sound cool! Rob sounds high! Try again, try again. Cop 1: What's occuring here mate? Rob looks to them and tries to smoothly say. Rob: Heey. Just walking. No, play it cool! You sound tired. He's screwed! Cop 2: Are you all right? We got a noise complaint, wouldn't be you would it? Rob genuinely looks confused by what the officer just said to him. He looks to the camera and back at them. Rob: uhm... HI!!! I'm from America! AAAAHMERRRICAH! The two policemen look at each other confused and then back to Rob like he's mentally disabled. Cop 2: Hey there, just calm down all right! No need to yell! And don't give us no attitude we can be to downtown now in a minute and land you in the nick. I'm not being funny either mate. Rob stares at them absolutely confused. He frowns while looking at them like a child who just got scolded and didn't know why. Just then the first police officer leans into to get a better look at Rob. Cop 1: Wait a minute. I know who yuh are. Rob isn't understanding what said and shrugs his shoulders. He thinks for a moment, instead of sit there upset, he'll just make himself fit in here. Rob: I'm from America matey. Me people aren't from here, dey over dere. The cops look at each other, the first one chuckles, the second one is obviously an up tight asshole and is confused at why his partner is laughing. Cop 1: You're a pro wrestler aren't yuh? FIW is it? Rob catches the last part. But he's not surprised, becaue he thinks everyone knows who he is. Rob: Yeah, FIW! I'm the World Heavy Weight Rising Champion of the World! The second cop realizes who he is now and lightens up. Cop 2: I know yuh! You are hilarious on T.V mate! Rob nods his head a little displeased at the hilarious part. He doesn't seem to think there is anything funny about him and then he stops and smiles. Rob: Yeah! You guys must have heard me bury Joe Stumpton! Haha! All 3 laugh for a quick second. Then the first cop pulls out his phone. Cop 1: Would yuh mind taking a snap with us? Rob nods his head when he sees the camera. He is starting to understand them a bit more. Rob: Picture!? You want a picture! Yeah lets do it. The first cop poses and Rob gets in close next to him. Then the dick head second cop slides into the picture. Cop 2: Let's make it for two's. Rob looks at him confused. Rob: Sure! They all get ready for the picture and smile. Cop 1: Cwtch! Which in Welsh means hug, or get in close. They take the picture and every one is happy now. Cop 2: Thanks mate. Now do us a favor and keep tidy while you're out here. We don't want another call. Rob nods his head thinking he understands him. Rob: Thank you, I washed them today. I'm looking for my Uber so I'll be leaving now. The policemen shake Robs hand and then walk away back towards their patrol car. Cop 1: Cheers, mate! Rob nods his head and waves goodbye to them. He then turns to the camera and shakes his head. Rob: That was a close one. Lucky for use I understand Welches. Rob lets out a sigh of relief. He pulls his phone out to find his ride. Rob: Now.. Lets head to the rebel. Rob, looks at his phone in disgust and starts clicking away at it for a moment. He then puts it away. Rob: Its over this way. He continues to walk along the side walk. He looks into the camera determind to kick some ass now. Rob: The boys just told me Kim might be hanging out with baby dick Joe at the rebel tonight. They told me to raise some hell. Sleeping with the enemy, pathetic. Rob sees his Uber across the street and starts to jay walk toward it. Rob: Way to back up your boys. Like I was telling the guys earlier, the Crew needs to stick together! More now then ever. I'm going to go earn my stripes and show them I'm ready to lead us into a new era! Or back up Nate to lead us.. Since he's the big brother. Rob gets to the Uber and opens the car door. Rob: Geez man! Where the hell were you?! He gets in the car and rolls down the window. Rob: Driver, take me to the Rebel. He looks over at the camera witha smirk and winks. The car starts up and then drives off down the street, into the night. |
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