Honest Words? Honest Opinions?

[Versus & Tiger]

Sports Nutz Wrestling Presents
Saturday Night Onslaught
May 8th, 2010
Live from the Goridetorium
Fort Worth, Texas
Six Person Tag
Wench, Andy Lionheart and Tyler Guevara w/Matt Margera vs Versus Violation
Honest Words? Honest Opinions?
A Versus Violation Roleplay

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Versus Vince
Kijar Donnelly
Seth Davids

The scene opens at a grocery store, where Versus Vince stands pushing a cart. In the cart are various food items, and other items found in a grocery store. Vince is talking on his cell phone, as he walks through the store.

"I told you! I'm here 'cause Valerie thought I should do the shopping this week. What's it to you, anyway? Don't you grocery shop for yourself, I mean... you two are both single."

There is a faint voice coming from the other end of the phone, and it sounds like Kijar Donnelly.

"Alright, I'm in aisle 17, meet me there."

After a few moments of Vince grabbing more items to place in the cart, Kijar Donnelly and Seth Davids enter the scene. Kijar is wearing a T-Shirt with the Word "Italia" printed above an Italian flag, while Seth is wearing a dress shirt, and black jeans.

"Did you guys hear Wench, Guevara, and Lionheart?"

"Haha, yeah. They think they stand a chance."

"C'mon guys, this is serious. We can't make jokes like that anymore. I hear what they said, and as much as you hate it, they've got a point."

"Maybe you should enter the Perfect World then, Seth."

"Anything's better than Italy."

"Don't start this again... please. Can you guys please just stop with the fighting? Seth's right. We have to get serious."

"Alright, I'll start with Wench. You don't know who I am? I'm the Italian Stallion baby! I only take you lightly due to the fact that you are... light. I'm not so heavy myself, but at least I'm packin' somethin' else pretty large. I can tell you are too, but really, I'm bigger than you. The title is around your waste 'cause you're married to Margera. He gets things handed to him, so you get them as well. You two are like... the bosses' children. Ignorant little Americans. You're such a great champion, but you're also a chick. I get it, you wanna go against society, whatever. It doesn't mean you should be walking around, grabbing your belt, and taking off. Defend it once in awhile. Hell, I'll take it off your hands.

I would take your advice, and lie on my back for you, but from what I've heard, you do that too much already. I mean... aren't you like... cheating on your husband with five other guys? If so... wanna make it six? Haha, baby, I can take you to the top. Sure, Matt can theive his way to the top, but I can work for it. Hell, if you want, I can work all night for it. Matt wont mind. He'll be at work outside, and we can be in the ring... together. No, but seriously, you need to step off, woman. I don't know you all that much either, but I do know that you are close to Margera. As much as I don't like you, I've gotta give you the best advice I can. Get out while you still can. The guy seems like a menace, everywhere he goes, trouble follows. Seriously, I'm better than that. Plus, I'm Italian. Want me to prove it?

Sono così italiano, che posso fare una pizza di decker doppia in sotto tre minuti. Posso piegare degli spaghetti più veloci di nessuno nel paese e ho provato che in una competizione. Le mie lasagne sono medi ed ogni volta qualcuno tira una pistola su me, estraggo uno più. Tuttavia non convinto? Che fino al fiammifero."

The three walk up to the checkout, Kijar and Vince start unloading the cart while Seth begins speaking.

"And who does this Andy Lionheart think he's kidding? He's more like 'Andy, the Coldhearted Lion.' Hell, I'll call him that in the middle of the ring. You've got a lot to say, and whether you think its me getting into your business or not, you messed with Vince, way before he messed with you. I joined in the situation because Kijar and me both knew someone had to. What situation would this be if you guys had to be booked in random matches until Vince's injuries healed up, and from there, you would have a four-on-one situation. That's why people like me, The Switchblade, and Kijar, the Italian Stallion, have to assist. I had nothing better to do, and I thought that this would not only benefit my friends, but my publicity as well.

Do you know how many people walk up to me on the street now? Not just in Texas, but anywhere. Back in New Mexico, up in Minnesota, over in Italy, anywhere. They ask me why I do what I do, and I tell them the same thing I'll tell you. I was born to wrestle, I live to wrestle. There is nothing I would rather do, then be standing here right now, waiting to wrestle. Even when I'm in a grocery store, I think about wrestling. Even when I'm at the gym, in the pool, at a hotel, in an apartment, on the street, anywhere. There's a reason for that, though. Its called, knowing what you do. I know what I do for a solid reason. I train every day, everywhere. Whether it being doing lectures at schools to help my speaking and leadership roles, or training at the gym or in Vince's old backyard, to keep my body fit. I feed off of the commotion, off the electricty, all of the great things that come out of this business.

I know who I oppose. And even if I didn't, it wouldn't matter. If I feel the electricty, if I live off of the commotion, my opponent wont matter. Whether it be you, Wench, Margera, Kijar, or even a fan, I'll beat them all with the right situation, and the right mindset. The Perfect World is nothing now. The Versus Violation can enter, whether you are immune or not. You aren't scared often, but I'll make sure you're never immune to fear again."

After checkout, the three exit the store, pushing the cart toward Vince's car. Vince begins talking at this point.

"Guevara, who the hell are you kidding? Just because it is inside the rules, doesn't mean it is fair. You know what is fair? Me and You in the ring, no one leaves the ring, no one enters the ring. That's a fair fight. You don't believe in fair, do you? You and your ministry of hate? Do you really despise life that much? You hate Americans, and you criticize us for it, but... Kijar's Italian. You're still stupid enough to call him an American? Open your eyes! We try and try to help everyone, but not everyone is satisfied so easy, right? Do you need a personal ass whooping later, or do you just want one right now? You know that without Andy, I would've beat your ass up and down that ring, and you would've been done for good. As soon as I hit that Shooting Star off the top, I could see the fear in your eyes. You, the leader of the Ministry of Hate, had fear of an 18 year old with a lot of talent. Maybe your right, with things like that, our country has gone to shit."

The camera fades to black as Vince gets in his car, and Kijar and Seth get in the car beside it.[/center]