The Legend "DC" is a fictional persona for an online wrestling role play group called the UOW, to lean more click the link below or ask! Hope you enjoy the continuation of the story!
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Opening Scene: The lights are low in a small room not much bigger than a broom closet, there is a green tarp hung over an old shower. One camera sets on the opposite side is the room.
A large bulky man with headphones operates the camera, he flips a switch on a stand next to him illuminating the make shift green screen, he then waves "DC" into the room.
DC jokingly asks -" What kinda operation is this? Are y'all going to put some cheesy logo behind me on that tarp? Classy!"
Camera man - "Just cut the damn promo hoss cat!"
DC smirks and chuckles - "I've cut promos in worst places but never with someone as charming as yourself!"
Camera man nods and holds three fingers up, he drops one with two remaining up, he drops the second with only one remaining up. The remaining finger was his middle; flipping DC off as he drops his hand and screams "ACTION"
DC with the continued smirk turns around facing the screen. with his back to the camera he begins to speak.
"You know I've spent many years in the squared circle and fought opponents who most are tough as nails, I fought men made out of mountains, I have fought men made of steel and I have even fought men who were forged in the depths of hell. After our match last week I must say that you Valora Salinas are one of the most head strong and gifted athletes I have ever had the pleasure of locking it up with in the middle of the ring. You won a fair and tough battle and I do hope that I give you a chance to defend your future championship once you come out on top in the Tournament of Fortune finals. BUT! Until then I have bigger fish to fry, Vendredi you're a big ol boy who likes to do big ol' damage. A few weeks ago you decided that after I out witted you and got you for 1...2....3 that you would come back in the ring. You thought by simply throwing me out on my chest and shoulder that you some how won our war? You thought that this old man could just be thrown out like last weeks trash? You think that just because you attack someone from behind that you are more powerful and have the higher ground? I'm not Darth Vader bitch, I don't care what ground you are on cause come our match im getting revenge and your going to get one thing and one thing only; a good ol fashion Kentucky ass whippin! I've been called a lot of things Vendedi ...... The Legend, The Bluegrass Brawler, The Champ, the dominate one but after our match the only thing you will be calling me is MASTER!"
DC drops the microphone and walks out of the room and for good measure flipping off the camera man once before he shuts the door.
Walking into the hallway he see's Mudcock and Elitistos walk by, as DC puts on his black rimmed glasses he gives a slight nod as they pass by him. They both nod back and continue to walk away. DC talking to himself "These two might just be the slimiest I have ever worked for." A curiosity raised left eyebrow pops up over the rim of his glasses.
After noticing the President was in attendance at the last event it threw up a red flag to DC. They hang a left at the end of the hall way and DC hangs a right. He walks out the exit and into the parking lot where he walks over to his car and drives to the airport.
Scene - An old trailer sits on an acre plot of land, the sun setting over the tall forest trees that line the edge of the property. An old swing set squeaks as a small girl swings back and fourth laughing. A car pulls up in the driveway and DC steps out stretching as he fills his lung full of air!
DC - "Nothing like some good ol Kentucky air"
He opens the back door and reaches under the car seat in the back pulling out some black electrical tape and begins to wrap his hands starting with the wrist and up his hand around his thumb and back down until they both were covered. He then walks over to a large tire that appears to have come off some heavy machinery, with one fell swoop he ducks down grabbing the underneath of the tire flipping it over to its opposite side, he then repeats the process flipping the tire over and over again.
The little girl jumps off the swing and runs towards her Dad screaming "Daddy your home I missed you, its been a long few days! I did not think you were ever coming home" DC flings the tire one more time before spinning around grabbing his daughter and lifting her high in the air. "And Donetello missded you as well!" She holds up a stuffed Ninja Turtle almost the size of her.
DC - "I know honey, I missed you too" giving her a big hug and a kiss on the cheek. "Where is everyone else?"
Daughter - "They are inside waiting for you, Mommy has made some cobbler for you coming home today and we have ice cream!' She screams excitedly
DC - "Lets go get us some of that then!
Daughter - "But you say ice cream will ruin my dinner Daddy"
DC- "It wont hurt tonight dear, i'm sure the fruit from the cobbler makes for an acceptable pre ice cream meal!"
They both run through the yard to the small modest home hand in hand.
The scene ends as we pan backwards through the kitchen window where DC and his family sit at the kitchen table laughing as they share some cobbler and ice cream.