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Roleplay here for the IWF Intercontinental Championship Semi-Finals Match featuring Bobby King vs. Sam Caldwell.
MNM#6 - Single's Match - Bobby King vs. Sam Caldwell
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Sam Caldwell, in the locker room packing up after last week’s Monday Night Mayhem, has just been informed about his match with Bobby King next week. He smiles. He learns that it will also be in the semi finals for the IWF Intercontinental Championship. He smiles wider. The informant leaves and Sam gives a large chuckle as he un-wraps his wrist tape. He looks to camera and gives a smirk as he rubs down his beard. Carter Avion is elsewhere taking care of business.)
(Sam finishes taking his wrist tape off. He places it neatly in his bag along with his neatly packed belongings. Sam sniffles his nose and lets out a deep breath. He turns back to the camera; this time, with a more serious attitude.)
(Sam takes a sip out of his water bottle, closes the cap and puts it back on.)
(Sam grabs his shower wash and his towel and heads for the locker room shower. The camera backs up and then slowly
fades.)
Sam Caldwell:
The Force of a Million, Sam Caldwell. (Laughs) That never gets old. You see ever since I arrived at IWF, I have dominated the competition. I am undefeated for the simple fact that I will stop at nothing to get what I want. I started from the bottom and I’m continuing to climb my way to the top.
The Force of a Million, Sam Caldwell. (Laughs) That never gets old. You see ever since I arrived at IWF, I have dominated the competition. I am undefeated for the simple fact that I will stop at nothing to get what I want. I started from the bottom and I’m continuing to climb my way to the top.
(Sam finishes taking his wrist tape off. He places it neatly in his bag along with his neatly packed belongings. Sam sniffles his nose and lets out a deep breath. He turns back to the camera; this time, with a more serious attitude.)
Sam Caldwell:
So next week I start my mission. When I signed my IWF contract I informed you all that I will be hunting for loud-mouthed, cocky, arrogant bastards such as Nic Stone and of course Bobby King. You see King, I have watched you very closely for the longest and while your ring work is notable, your attitude towards the business leaves something to be desired. I can’t wait to give you a wakeup call next week and the fact that a shot at the Intercontinental Championship is a bonus. It is wonderful what you can accomplish with the right attitude and determination. I’m going to show you what it means to be respectful. I’m going to force it out of you by beating it out of you.
So next week I start my mission. When I signed my IWF contract I informed you all that I will be hunting for loud-mouthed, cocky, arrogant bastards such as Nic Stone and of course Bobby King. You see King, I have watched you very closely for the longest and while your ring work is notable, your attitude towards the business leaves something to be desired. I can’t wait to give you a wakeup call next week and the fact that a shot at the Intercontinental Championship is a bonus. It is wonderful what you can accomplish with the right attitude and determination. I’m going to show you what it means to be respectful. I’m going to force it out of you by beating it out of you.
(Sam takes a sip out of his water bottle, closes the cap and puts it back on.)
Sam Caldwell:
Bring your A game King because come this Monday, you will be schooled. I sure hope you don’t take me lightly, because that in itself is a terrible stupidity. Never mind the fact that I am relatively new to IWF, all you need to think about is how much your ass is going to get handed to you in the ring. Watch my matches. See the intensity in my eyes. Feel the passion in my demeanor. Get your head out of your ass. Because at Monday Night Mayhem, I will become one step closer to championship gold around my waist and you will be another stepping stone out of my way on the way to the mountain top. It’s more than possible, It’s inevitable.
Bring your A game King because come this Monday, you will be schooled. I sure hope you don’t take me lightly, because that in itself is a terrible stupidity. Never mind the fact that I am relatively new to IWF, all you need to think about is how much your ass is going to get handed to you in the ring. Watch my matches. See the intensity in my eyes. Feel the passion in my demeanor. Get your head out of your ass. Because at Monday Night Mayhem, I will become one step closer to championship gold around my waist and you will be another stepping stone out of my way on the way to the mountain top. It’s more than possible, It’s inevitable.
(Sam grabs his shower wash and his towel and heads for the locker room shower. The camera backs up and then slowly
fades.)
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The scene opens with Bobby King in his personal gym at the back of his private house; King is wearing no shirt and a pair of short black tights as the bright lights in the room shine down on him. The rain pours down outside as the sky is dark covered with clouds; King stands in the gym staring at his punching back with an aggressive and angry look upon his face. Bobby slowly walks towards the bag, he gets to it and begins throwing wild punches into it connecting hard as the bag swings around, the King continues to unleash his fury and rage on the punching bag as he lets out more anger. After a couple of minutes of non-stop punching Bobby slowly backs away from the bag which looks as though its about to drop from where its hanging, King walks towards the glass door in the gym and stares out at the rain which continues to fall. King takes a few deep breaths as he grabs a hand towel and wipes his face which is dripping with sweat after the previous workout he’d had, Bobby looks outside as he looks disappointed with himself.
King: A couple of nights ago I showed up at Monday Night Mayhem, I had something to prove, something to show everybody, I had to prove to all the guys in the back that I could hang with the best of them and that I had what it takes to become Champion. I went out to the ring and I gave it my all but that wasn’t enough, in the end I still wasn’t able to get the job done. Now I don’t know what happened, whether it was the distraction outside the ring, whether I was off my game but one thing I do know is that I didn’t get the win I so desperately wanted, needed and should have had.
Bobby stands looking through the glass door for a while, he then turns around and slowly walks across the room with his head down, he takes a seat as he puts his head in his hands disappointingly. He lifts his head and takes a drink from his water bottle before continuing to speak.
King: That one victory would have helped my career magnificently, I would have been the biggest up and comer throughout the wrestling world, I would have been in my first Championship match against Adam Freeman but all of that went out the window thanks to Nic Stone! While I had things under control Stone was up to no good, he caused the distraction by attacking Rayne, James Kash’s manager and Stone ended up pinning me for the one…two…three, something I will never forget.
BK stands up, he walks over and turns the lights off in the gym before exiting through a door leading him into the hallway of his house which he walks down, he ends up in his lounge before making his way to the kitchen where he opens the fridge and gets out a cold bottle of water and takes a few sips, he closes the fridge and takes a seat at his table holding the bottle of water.
King: This past Monday was the biggest shot I had at becoming a star in the IWF and I blew it, big time! I had the chance to be Main Eventing for the World Heavyweight Championship but instead I’ve dropped all the way down to trying to gain entrance into a match for the Intercontinental Championship, I’m pretty much back where I started a long time ago when I first came into the Impact Wrestling Federation which shows what I have accomplished here. Maybe after I dismantle my next couple of opponents and become the new Intercontinental Champion people will realize what Bobby King is all about, then people will realize that the King should be up there in the big leagues!
King sits on the chair as he slowly begins to smirk; he takes another couple of sips from the bottle.
King: I was informed by IWF staff that next Monday I would be in a qualifying match where the winner advanced into a match where they competed for the Intercontinental Championship, I will be up against somebody by the name of Sam Caldwell, I’m guessing that I, as well as pretty much the rest of the IWF don’t have a clue as to who this guy is. He calls himself the force of a million, sorry to say but even the force of a million won’t add up to the King.
Bobby laughs to himself as he brushes his hair out of his eyes.
King: I asked the IWF staff to send me some information about this guy since I had no clue as to who he actually was, I got his roster profile and saw that he is known for his smash-mouth brawling style of wrestling, it also said that he wasn’t much of a talker, I say if he can’t talk he can’t fight and therefore he cannot keep up with the Motorcity Mystery! I’ll accept defeat from the likes of Nic Stone who reminds me a lot of myself, great in and out of the ring but Sam Caldwell, no, I am not just going to start losing to pathetic pale morons from off the street trying to make a name for themselves at my expense.
King gets a fierce look across his face as he slowly stands; he then walks across the room before stopping and staring outside as the rain slowly begins to die down.
King: I may not have made it to the World Heavyweight Championship Match, it just wasn’t meant to be, my destiny is leading me to another path at this time and that path is heading right for the Intercontinental Championship which will be around my waist in a matter of time. There is no way I am going to be letting some random old man like Caldwell beat me, once I dispose of him I will be heading right to the final match before the King is crowned the new Intercontinental Champion!
King stares outside as the rain fully stops, he then turns and slowly walks towards the hallway, he stands at the top of the dark hallway looking down.
King: This coming Monday, the force of a million will step in the ring with me, sadly for him, he will find out what the force of the King feels like, there have been many that have fallen to me and once Caldwell gets a taste of the King’s Cross he won’t want anymore! This Monday the King’s quest continues on a new path leading to new Championship Gold, Sam Caldwell will be the first to fall before me on my journey and it shall only be a matter of time before I am known as the Intercontinental Champion, Bobby ‘The’ King!
King slowly makes his way down the dark hallway with a smirk across his face as the scene fades out.
King: A couple of nights ago I showed up at Monday Night Mayhem, I had something to prove, something to show everybody, I had to prove to all the guys in the back that I could hang with the best of them and that I had what it takes to become Champion. I went out to the ring and I gave it my all but that wasn’t enough, in the end I still wasn’t able to get the job done. Now I don’t know what happened, whether it was the distraction outside the ring, whether I was off my game but one thing I do know is that I didn’t get the win I so desperately wanted, needed and should have had.
Bobby stands looking through the glass door for a while, he then turns around and slowly walks across the room with his head down, he takes a seat as he puts his head in his hands disappointingly. He lifts his head and takes a drink from his water bottle before continuing to speak.
King: That one victory would have helped my career magnificently, I would have been the biggest up and comer throughout the wrestling world, I would have been in my first Championship match against Adam Freeman but all of that went out the window thanks to Nic Stone! While I had things under control Stone was up to no good, he caused the distraction by attacking Rayne, James Kash’s manager and Stone ended up pinning me for the one…two…three, something I will never forget.
BK stands up, he walks over and turns the lights off in the gym before exiting through a door leading him into the hallway of his house which he walks down, he ends up in his lounge before making his way to the kitchen where he opens the fridge and gets out a cold bottle of water and takes a few sips, he closes the fridge and takes a seat at his table holding the bottle of water.
King: This past Monday was the biggest shot I had at becoming a star in the IWF and I blew it, big time! I had the chance to be Main Eventing for the World Heavyweight Championship but instead I’ve dropped all the way down to trying to gain entrance into a match for the Intercontinental Championship, I’m pretty much back where I started a long time ago when I first came into the Impact Wrestling Federation which shows what I have accomplished here. Maybe after I dismantle my next couple of opponents and become the new Intercontinental Champion people will realize what Bobby King is all about, then people will realize that the King should be up there in the big leagues!
King sits on the chair as he slowly begins to smirk; he takes another couple of sips from the bottle.
King: I was informed by IWF staff that next Monday I would be in a qualifying match where the winner advanced into a match where they competed for the Intercontinental Championship, I will be up against somebody by the name of Sam Caldwell, I’m guessing that I, as well as pretty much the rest of the IWF don’t have a clue as to who this guy is. He calls himself the force of a million, sorry to say but even the force of a million won’t add up to the King.
Bobby laughs to himself as he brushes his hair out of his eyes.
King: I asked the IWF staff to send me some information about this guy since I had no clue as to who he actually was, I got his roster profile and saw that he is known for his smash-mouth brawling style of wrestling, it also said that he wasn’t much of a talker, I say if he can’t talk he can’t fight and therefore he cannot keep up with the Motorcity Mystery! I’ll accept defeat from the likes of Nic Stone who reminds me a lot of myself, great in and out of the ring but Sam Caldwell, no, I am not just going to start losing to pathetic pale morons from off the street trying to make a name for themselves at my expense.
King gets a fierce look across his face as he slowly stands; he then walks across the room before stopping and staring outside as the rain slowly begins to die down.
King: I may not have made it to the World Heavyweight Championship Match, it just wasn’t meant to be, my destiny is leading me to another path at this time and that path is heading right for the Intercontinental Championship which will be around my waist in a matter of time. There is no way I am going to be letting some random old man like Caldwell beat me, once I dispose of him I will be heading right to the final match before the King is crowned the new Intercontinental Champion!
King stares outside as the rain fully stops, he then turns and slowly walks towards the hallway, he stands at the top of the dark hallway looking down.
King: This coming Monday, the force of a million will step in the ring with me, sadly for him, he will find out what the force of the King feels like, there have been many that have fallen to me and once Caldwell gets a taste of the King’s Cross he won’t want anymore! This Monday the King’s quest continues on a new path leading to new Championship Gold, Sam Caldwell will be the first to fall before me on my journey and it shall only be a matter of time before I am known as the Intercontinental Champion, Bobby ‘The’ King!
King slowly makes his way down the dark hallway with a smirk across his face as the scene fades out.
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