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| Still Drunk, Still Crazy, Still Blue; Kira Izumi | |
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| Tweet Topic Started: May 17 2017, 04:39 AM (20 Views) | |
| JesTheBarber | May 17 2017, 04:39 AM Post #1 |
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Rob Garcia is found in a fancy bar some where in the city of Manchester. He is sitting at the bar with the other members of the crew. All of them are dressed top notch. The rest of them are laughing and talking, while Rob sits there with a smile watching everything Nathaniel is doing. Rob then notices the camera crew walk into the establishment. He signals to everyone and when they look he pardons himself from the bar top. He had in front of him a martini, he picks it up and takes it with him to a bar top and sits on a stool across from the camera. He sits there with a smile and sips from the martini glass. Rob: Just hanging out with the guys. They are all really cool. Nathans like the big bro I never had. He looks over at Nathan and the guys who are enjoying the company of each other. He takes a sip again from his drink and then looks over to the camera. Rob: So, Kira. I seem to have this problem again. I did say you were Korean. I got you mixed up wit that idiot Sang-Hyun. My apologies. I had a lot on my mind that day. Rob chuckles a bit thinking of it and grins at the camera. Rob: How does that make me racist? I don't hate any one because of the color of their skin, kid. I don't judge anyone based on their heritage or nationality, no. I don't judge on that. I judge people by their skill in the ring and their actions on the outs. Rob looks back at his friends and then back to the camera. Rob: See those guys? The Crew? Those are some real dudes. Really down for their shit. Like me, they don't hide who they are. We let you know right off the bat who we are and we do what we want. Not like these fake clowns running around FIW like they're some type of saints. The Alpha Wolves, The inbreeds, Johnny Autistic, Joe Stanton. All of them are a joke. Robs face expersses displeasure. He picks up the glass in front of him up and drinks it down. He signals to the bar tender for another and turns to the camera showing irritation. Rob: They prance around here pretending to be the do gooders, but they are really just as dirty as The Crew is, probably worse. But instead of telling you to your face like we do, they go about it like snakes, they'll never come at you like a man. They will politic in the back and hide behind Orion. The bar tender brings Rob his martini and sets it down. Rob pulls out a money clip with a stack of cash in it. He pulls out a one hundred dollar bill and hands it to the bar tender. Rob: Get another round for my friends over there and keep the change. The bar tender thanks Rob and Rob nods back acknowledging him. He turns back to his drink and takes a wig from it. His reaction to that shows the bar tender must have made it strong. Rob: Wooah! Thats the way I like it! The Crew call Rob and salute him with their glasses of drinks he just bought them. He raises his glass back at them and then turns to the camera with a cocky smirk. Rob: What kinda man are you Kira? You gonna be about your actions or parade around like a phony. You gonna be a man about things or will you be like that pansy Sang- Hyun? Rob laughs when he says Sangs name. He looks back into the camera. Rob: I know it must infuriate you knowing your partner is with that scum. So I'm gonna do you a favor. I am gonna send the cute one some flowers and get her away from that creep Sang, just for you. Rob pulls out his cell phone and starts clicking away on it. He looks at the camera again and smiles. Rob: There, I set the reminder for myself to do so. You in the mean time, prepare for war. Because if you think Anarchy in the U.K. is going to be anything else other then a war, then you're in over your head. Because I'm gonna bring the pain. I gotta prove to the world that last weeks loss, is nothing but a bunch of bullshit, pulled off by Orion and his slave boy Joe. I am gonna prove that by running threw you. Rob stands up from the stool he was on and dusts off his suit. He grabs his martini and salutes it to the camera. Rob: Now, if you don't mind. I got some friends to attend to. Have a good night Kira. Rob then walks away and over to the bar to meet with the other memebers of The Crew. They're laughing about something and Rob starts laughing to, because Nathaniel is laughing. **Fades Out*** |
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