Post by Tha CBT on Jan 6, 2006 20:45:09 GMT -5
Its a calm, cool night, In Syracuse, NY. Snow is on the ground, its obvious winter is here. And the streets are flooded with traffic, but this is all irrelevant to the scene that had occurred, earlier in the night. A scene that is indescribable, and unexplainable. Footage was taken of the event, and apparently WFWF known, and soon to be debuting Valor superstar, Tha CBT. Walked into a McDonald's on the southside, in his hometown of Syracuse, NY.. And well the footage speaks for itself..
*footage aires* We are at a McDonald's in Syracuse, NY. It is approximately 6:30 PM. The fast food proximity, is relatively full, as men, women, and children make there orders, and then either take them to go, or sit down and eat. At approximately, 6:34 PM. Tha CBT, a local hometown name, and professional wrestler, enters the proximity, and heads to the counter. CBT walks up to the counter, with a cocky smirk, but he soon becomes shocked at something, and without notice, pulls the cashier over the counter, by the scruff of there collar..
Tha CBT: What the hell is this?!
Cashier: Wha..wha...what do you mean?
CBT: I mean.. That..
CBT points directly across, to the stand-up cut-out of Ronald McDonald
CBT Last time I checked.. This was my hometown. Not some Clown's!
Cashier: Uh..sir.. Thats Ronald McDonald. He has always been associated with McDonald's.. So..uh.. Can I take your order?
CBT: You got to be kidding me, you little punk bitch! You think I'm stupid? Incase you don't know. I'm Tha CBT, so start showing me the respect. I damn well have coming.
Cashier: Ok, Mr. "CBT", I need to take your order.. So what will you have?
CBT: I'm Not Hungry!
Cashier: Then why are you here?
CBT: I hate Clowns!
Cashier: .....
CBT: Don't look at me like that. I'm a former WFWF TV Champion, a International Champion, the longest Reigning International Champion, and a man with a 6-figure contract in two of the biggest wrestling promotions on the independent circuit. I can hate clowns.. And beside, I don't eat McDonalds..
Cashier: Why?
CBT: Why, what?
Cashier: Why don't you eat McDonalds?
CBT: You mean to tell me, after saying all that, all you heard was, "...uh...I..uh...don't.. uh.. like.. uh.. Mc...uh...Don..uh..alds"?!?
Just do me a favor. can you do that? can you handle that? can ya?
Cashier: Uh...sure dude, what?..
All of a sudden, CBT hurls over the counter, and starts beating the holy hell out of the cashier boy. He takes him over to the McFlurry Machine, and smashes his head into it, then drags him over to the fries and grabs a bunch of em' then stuffs them all down the boys throat. Tha CBT goes over to the soda fountain, fills a cup full of root beer, drinks some, then takes a another sip, and spits it in the boys' face, before kicking him in the nuts.
CBT: Just do me a favor, let Ronald McDonald know, I'm coming for him at Shotglass, And while my hate for clowns is not a fear, but more of a spite for there existence, and ability to bring happiness to others. I won't let that affect the beating I give to him in my Valor debut. I'm not lovin' that I face a man way below my radar, in a debut for a company I did not need to come to. But after Saturday Night, I will prove, unlike the chicken by-products that McDonald's try to pass off as authentic, I'm for real.
OOC: Not my best whatsoever, didn't want to no-show, and wasn't short for ideas, just time, as I found out about my match, yesterday, and I really wasn't feeling to creative, with smackdown on, and me leaving(for Smackdown live event) on Sunday(not be online Saturday), but this is just a debut, not a big time RP. I'll get another chance to show my stuff, right now, you'll just have to wait and see what I do for Amerie.(hope for the best)
Oh.. and if this sucks, don't bash it, but don't just pass on replying. I know this sucks, but atleast give any good feedback, if available to give.
*footage aires* We are at a McDonald's in Syracuse, NY. It is approximately 6:30 PM. The fast food proximity, is relatively full, as men, women, and children make there orders, and then either take them to go, or sit down and eat. At approximately, 6:34 PM. Tha CBT, a local hometown name, and professional wrestler, enters the proximity, and heads to the counter. CBT walks up to the counter, with a cocky smirk, but he soon becomes shocked at something, and without notice, pulls the cashier over the counter, by the scruff of there collar..
Tha CBT: What the hell is this?!
Cashier: Wha..wha...what do you mean?
CBT: I mean.. That..
CBT points directly across, to the stand-up cut-out of Ronald McDonald
CBT Last time I checked.. This was my hometown. Not some Clown's!
Cashier: Uh..sir.. Thats Ronald McDonald. He has always been associated with McDonald's.. So..uh.. Can I take your order?
CBT: You got to be kidding me, you little punk bitch! You think I'm stupid? Incase you don't know. I'm Tha CBT, so start showing me the respect. I damn well have coming.
Cashier: Ok, Mr. "CBT", I need to take your order.. So what will you have?
CBT: I'm Not Hungry!
Cashier: Then why are you here?
CBT: I hate Clowns!
Cashier: .....
CBT: Don't look at me like that. I'm a former WFWF TV Champion, a International Champion, the longest Reigning International Champion, and a man with a 6-figure contract in two of the biggest wrestling promotions on the independent circuit. I can hate clowns.. And beside, I don't eat McDonalds..
Cashier: Why?
CBT: Why, what?
Cashier: Why don't you eat McDonalds?
CBT: You mean to tell me, after saying all that, all you heard was, "...uh...I..uh...don't.. uh.. like.. uh.. Mc...uh...Don..uh..alds"?!?
Just do me a favor. can you do that? can you handle that? can ya?
Cashier: Uh...sure dude, what?..
All of a sudden, CBT hurls over the counter, and starts beating the holy hell out of the cashier boy. He takes him over to the McFlurry Machine, and smashes his head into it, then drags him over to the fries and grabs a bunch of em' then stuffs them all down the boys throat. Tha CBT goes over to the soda fountain, fills a cup full of root beer, drinks some, then takes a another sip, and spits it in the boys' face, before kicking him in the nuts.
CBT: Just do me a favor, let Ronald McDonald know, I'm coming for him at Shotglass, And while my hate for clowns is not a fear, but more of a spite for there existence, and ability to bring happiness to others. I won't let that affect the beating I give to him in my Valor debut. I'm not lovin' that I face a man way below my radar, in a debut for a company I did not need to come to. But after Saturday Night, I will prove, unlike the chicken by-products that McDonald's try to pass off as authentic, I'm for real.
OOC: Not my best whatsoever, didn't want to no-show, and wasn't short for ideas, just time, as I found out about my match, yesterday, and I really wasn't feeling to creative, with smackdown on, and me leaving(for Smackdown live event) on Sunday(not be online Saturday), but this is just a debut, not a big time RP. I'll get another chance to show my stuff, right now, you'll just have to wait and see what I do for Amerie.(hope for the best)
Oh.. and if this sucks, don't bash it, but don't just pass on replying. I know this sucks, but atleast give any good feedback, if available to give.
