Post by Deleted on Feb 17, 2018 11:20:21 GMT -8
“Hey everyone, welcome and thanks for checking out this vlog! I’ll be your host, the official punster of Global Wrestling Division, Sammy Duke and today we’re gonna be talking about the biggest event in the company’s young history; the Global Heritage Festival, just a day away!”
Ping!
“Oh, sorry, that would be my app.”
Sammy spins the mobile camera around to reveal the mobile phone mount on the heater vent of his Cadillac Escalade sports-utility vehicle where another mobile phone rests. Sammy moves his finger over the source of the ping to ‘accept’ the request.
“Well, today is gonna be your lucky day I guess. I’m gonna keep rolling this while I go to pick up this client. You see, I like to drive for Uber in my off time, it lets me get to know the city, and heck I can talk about my dream job with GWD to all my passengers too! It’s a win-win. And, hey, it’s always busy here in Los Angeles, so there’s some good money to be made.”
Sammy pulls out of the parking lot and makes a right as he follows the GPS trail to a short pick up. Before arriving, he tilts the recording end down so as not to catch the passenger’s face unexpectedly.
“Hi, Uber request for [name obscured]?”
“Yeah that’s me.”
“Hop in! Today’s you’re lucky day as I’m recording a little bit for my wrestling gig right now, is that OK with you? I can always pause until we get to your destination.”
“You’re a wrestler?! You mean like Mark Storm, and Gavin Grimes, and Rayven Hardy, right?”
“Haha, I’m not near the renown as those legends, although I do work for the same place as Mark Storm. But yes, I wrestle just like them, for the Global Wrestling Division!”
“Oh yea, the GWD. I’ve heard of them a bit. That’s the place where that chick got a title match with a voodoo doll, right.”
Sammy paused a moment, hearing the reference to Living Doll Britney Anders was enough to make his stomach turn.
“Yeah...yeah, that’s Britney alright….she lost in her shot at Mark Storm though. Now she’s got a busted ankle and works behind the desk with the announcers. Those poor announcers…”
There was a brief silence. Kinda awkward, but not really.
“So you’re going to the Global Heritage Festival, right? Kendrick Kross and Melody Marshall, and even the monster Nameless, myself...oh and the War Puppies are there too. Six matches over three days with the winner being the one to walk out as the first ever, Global Heritage Champion!”
“Say whhhaaaaatttt?! And you’re gonna be in that? You mean I could be getting driven right now by a wrestling champion?!”
“Well, technically, I’ve already won one title in my career. This would be my second, but my first with GWD specifically.”
“Well, that’s still pretty awesome man. You think you can go all the way? The Dogs of War are gonna be playing for keeps! And can you even fight your own Honor Guard?”
“War Puppies...yeah, there’s no love lost there...as to the Honor Guard, the Fighting Turtle Gang, whatever you want to call us -”
“Wait, you’re calling yourselves the ninja turtle gang? That’s badass!”
The two share a hearty laugh at the idea of the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles© coming to the GWD for a moment or three before Sammy continues on.
“With Mel, Kendrick, Tap, and I, we’re gonna give each other our very best. We each want to be the champ, we crave it. Giving any less than our best is disrespectful to the other. So I’m not concerned with who I have to go through...I’ve been to war with monsters, I’ve been through hell with the pups, and I’ve had to fight my friends before. Bottom line, all three nights, you’re gonna see a Sammy Duke put on a “straight fire performance” all three nights, and when the dust settles...well, I’m not gonna guarantee I’ll be a fiery champion, but I will make sure you got every bit of your money’s worth and then some!”
Right about then the Escalade pulled up in front of a yellow and white house.
“Aight man, this my stop. Good talk! I’ma make sure I get to this Festival, maybe even you’ll be my driver down there!”
“I’d love to man. Be safe. Have a good night!”
The passenger hops down from the truck and waves as Sammy pulls away.
“Tomorrow night, things change. Lights on GWD, because Sammy Duke...is bringin’ the fire! Stand With Sammy everyone. I’m standing with you.”
Click.
Ping!
“Oh, sorry, that would be my app.”
Sammy spins the mobile camera around to reveal the mobile phone mount on the heater vent of his Cadillac Escalade sports-utility vehicle where another mobile phone rests. Sammy moves his finger over the source of the ping to ‘accept’ the request.
“Well, today is gonna be your lucky day I guess. I’m gonna keep rolling this while I go to pick up this client. You see, I like to drive for Uber in my off time, it lets me get to know the city, and heck I can talk about my dream job with GWD to all my passengers too! It’s a win-win. And, hey, it’s always busy here in Los Angeles, so there’s some good money to be made.”
Sammy pulls out of the parking lot and makes a right as he follows the GPS trail to a short pick up. Before arriving, he tilts the recording end down so as not to catch the passenger’s face unexpectedly.
“Hi, Uber request for [name obscured]?”
“Yeah that’s me.”
“Hop in! Today’s you’re lucky day as I’m recording a little bit for my wrestling gig right now, is that OK with you? I can always pause until we get to your destination.”
“You’re a wrestler?! You mean like Mark Storm, and Gavin Grimes, and Rayven Hardy, right?”
“Haha, I’m not near the renown as those legends, although I do work for the same place as Mark Storm. But yes, I wrestle just like them, for the Global Wrestling Division!”
“Oh yea, the GWD. I’ve heard of them a bit. That’s the place where that chick got a title match with a voodoo doll, right.”
Sammy paused a moment, hearing the reference to Living Doll Britney Anders was enough to make his stomach turn.
“Yeah...yeah, that’s Britney alright….she lost in her shot at Mark Storm though. Now she’s got a busted ankle and works behind the desk with the announcers. Those poor announcers…”
There was a brief silence. Kinda awkward, but not really.
“So you’re going to the Global Heritage Festival, right? Kendrick Kross and Melody Marshall, and even the monster Nameless, myself...oh and the War Puppies are there too. Six matches over three days with the winner being the one to walk out as the first ever, Global Heritage Champion!”
“Say whhhaaaaatttt?! And you’re gonna be in that? You mean I could be getting driven right now by a wrestling champion?!”
“Well, technically, I’ve already won one title in my career. This would be my second, but my first with GWD specifically.”
“Well, that’s still pretty awesome man. You think you can go all the way? The Dogs of War are gonna be playing for keeps! And can you even fight your own Honor Guard?”
“War Puppies...yeah, there’s no love lost there...as to the Honor Guard, the Fighting Turtle Gang, whatever you want to call us -”
“Wait, you’re calling yourselves the ninja turtle gang? That’s badass!”
The two share a hearty laugh at the idea of the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles© coming to the GWD for a moment or three before Sammy continues on.
“With Mel, Kendrick, Tap, and I, we’re gonna give each other our very best. We each want to be the champ, we crave it. Giving any less than our best is disrespectful to the other. So I’m not concerned with who I have to go through...I’ve been to war with monsters, I’ve been through hell with the pups, and I’ve had to fight my friends before. Bottom line, all three nights, you’re gonna see a Sammy Duke put on a “straight fire performance” all three nights, and when the dust settles...well, I’m not gonna guarantee I’ll be a fiery champion, but I will make sure you got every bit of your money’s worth and then some!”
Right about then the Escalade pulled up in front of a yellow and white house.
“Aight man, this my stop. Good talk! I’ma make sure I get to this Festival, maybe even you’ll be my driver down there!”
“I’d love to man. Be safe. Have a good night!”
The passenger hops down from the truck and waves as Sammy pulls away.
“Tomorrow night, things change. Lights on GWD, because Sammy Duke...is bringin’ the fire! Stand With Sammy everyone. I’m standing with you.”
Click.
