Post by Shane Borderland on Apr 25, 2011 16:32:33 GMT -5
^v^v^v^ Name:Shane Borderland ^v^v^v^
^v^v^v^Nickname:Bad Boy^v^v^v^
^v^v^v^ Height: 6'4^v^v^v^
^v^v^v^ Weight: 243lbs^v^v^v^
^v^v^v^ Hometown: San Diego, California^v^v^v^
^v^v^v^ Trademark: QD2^v^v^v^
^v^v^v^ Traedmark Description: Quacken Driver II^v^v^v^
^v^v^v^ Finisher: Death Row^v^v^v^
^v^v^v^ Finisher Description: Wrist Clutch Exploder^v^v^v^
^v^v^v^ Record:
The scene kicks off as we see Shane Borderland standing upright in DangerTainments locker room. Hours before Explosion and he has a three darts in his hand. He throws another one and he begins to speak.[/i]
\\Shane Borderland//
I know this is short notice Speede, but before we have our match tonight lets have a recap. The first match you beat me, the second match is almost here. This time its going to be different. Its just a few hours before our match. You might be prepared for this match, but you wont be prepared for whats going to happen to you. You said that you have two go through one match to get to me. Well if you survive that match Speede, just think. You will be so exhausted and ill be the fresh man. You will be tired and beat half to death and i will come in there and just demolish you. I guess you forgot about being tired after your first match huh? i would be too if i had two matches Speede, you are a good competitor, but your not a robot. You will eventually run out of steam, and thats when i will pounce on you. Its time for Shane Borderland to become U.S. Champion once in again.
Shane Holds up another dart and tosses it towards the wall.[/i]
\\Shane Borderland//
In just a few hours Speede, we will see who is actually the better man. Im sick an tired of listening to your mouth. You young and ungrateful. You dont deserve to hold that title. I am one of the best in WCF, i cherish every belt that i have. You, on the other hand, just take everything for granted. You come in and win the Tag Team belts and then all of a sudden you are just one of the best that anyone has every seen. You know, you might be the best in your little fairy tale Roy. Wake up Roy, this isnt your own personal dream land. You will not prevail in this match. You want to talk about beating everyone in DangerTainment huh? The reason we kicked your idol, mentor, whoever he is to you. Is because he didnt have what it takes to be in DangerTainment. He wasnt the right material and neither are you. Your not even the right material to be United States Champion Roy.
You have just been on one of the best luck streaks that i have seen in professional wrestling. Also you want to say that im self centered? Well i might be, but there is no way in hell you could kidnap Kash, because he would beat your ass while you were trying. See Roy, friends are liable to turn on you, not saying anything about Kash or Bishop, but a title knows when its being held by the rightful owner.It has not felt the same since it left my waist. You might think im crazy because im saying this about a belt. Its because im champion material Roy. I deserve to hold this belt, i have fought and fought my way through hell to get where i am at now in the WCF.
I have fought from the dumps of San Diego, California, to the top of WCF. Everyone knows that i am the better man in this match, they have seen what i can do. Just because you beat me for my belt and knocked me out of the tourney. You think you are so damn good now dont you. Everything you have done so far reminds me of me, when i first started. So damn cocky, and stupid. You have no idea what you are in for Roy. You might think that you have gotten this all figured out, but this is just the beginning for you. This match is mine Speede.
I have waited two weeks for this moment. I wanted another shot to get my title back and it took me beating Ana to get it. Im not going to let myself down or my fellow teammates of DangerTainment. And why are yopu throwing a pitty party on yourself Roy? “Ohh i am thinking of just laying down and giving you the win, I dont have what it takes to win both matches.” Boo Hoo you little child. No one cares that you are already whining and we havent even had our match yet. You sicken me if you think throwing self pitty on yourself is going to get you the win and love that you want. Grow up and realize that you are in the big leagues now. Why say that your going to beat me so bad, then turn right around and say something like that?
It just doesnt make sense to me Roy. You have two matches in just a few hours and your more confused than an Ethiopian trying to choose over a four course meal and a one hundred dollar bill. You just seem to me that you are not prepared for this at all. You kind of seem disoriented and confused as to what you should do. Well maybe you should just lay down and give me the three count, it will give you time to regain your breathe from your first match and it will save you the embarrassment of getting your as handed to you once again for the second time in one night. You see i am going to go to the extreme here Roy. I want to show you who deserves to wear that belt and i want to send you a message also. When i leave your body lying motionless in a pool of blood, you will know that you are in over your head. Like quicksand, and not the kind you step into and it pulls you in. Im talking about once you get in the match, you think everything is going fine. Then one thing goes wrong, then another, and another. Then you cant move, cant breathe, because you are in over your head, like quicksand. You have one nice night ahead of you Roy, and im going to make the best of it! In just less than an hour your little ass will be mine and there is nothing you, Abbie, Nolan, or Alex can do about it.
Shane throws the last dart in his hand towards the wall. We turn the corner and zoom in and there stands a life size cardboard cut out of Roy Speede. He has three darts right between his eyes. The camera shifts back to Shane and Shane stares deeply into the camera and the scene slolwy begins to fade to black.[/i]
