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Robert Young
Yeah


Written: 2/8/2002
Robert Young is out on some joint around Sacramento. He is enjoying a lemon Squash at this moment. Young looks over his shoulder at two chicks in their late twenties. They are dirty scrags who are smoking and perving on some of the unshaven dirty cowboy wannabee’s that frequent this place but should be in Texas.

Young: I’m definitely not here for the company.

Young shakes his head as he spits his gum on the floor.

Young: I see Keith has opened his ill informed mouth yet again. Too bad everything he says is built on a lie. Too bad he would rather lie than tell the truth. But most of all Keith did you listen to my last promo? I don’t want to kick your ass, as I clearly stated I don’t give a damn about this match.

Young: That’s right I don’t give a damn. I don’t even want to wrestle you two. You tell me why I would even care? Do I get anything apart from another win next to the thousands to my name? Hell no, I don’t sir. This match has no importance to me and I really don’t give a damn.

Young: So delude yourself that Robert Young would bother wasting his time caring about Keith Summers. Cause unless you have a belt, or you are the path to a belt, then your useless Keith. I’m here after a humiliating loss, I’m here after losing my belt and I am also going through some personal issues. I don’t have time to give a damn about a meaningless match against Pariah and Brimmy.

Young shrugs and orders another drink. This time a coke.

Young: Hey Pariah, you know what you did beat me once, but I was far from a whipping boy. In fact against any EEI member I have been far from a whipping boy. You can make excuses like Hollow beat poor Dirge up, but in the end I do have an extensive and impressive record beating EEI garbage. Then remember not giving a damn doesn’t affect my performance.

Young: It just means when I lock you in the Hangover 2002 that I won’t really care, maybe I’ll yawn instead of smile.

Young receives his new drink and has half of it before continuing.

Young: You can claim I am some whipping boy but the whole EEI has been my personal crew of bitches for a few months now. So it is really pointless. I may not care about this fight but I still think you may be surprised. I hope Brimmy isn’t underestimating me like you are.

Young: You ask me what I have done? Like I haven’t achieved anything. That North American belt might be a secondary belt. But hell this is mercury. I earned it by beating my peers. Dirge can bitch about how he lost it but I defeated him clean. Before anyone talks about Hollow they should I remember I also fought on that card against Brimstone. Dirge had the same amount of recovery time as I did. I defeated a man who had held that belt a damn long time and he is someone who may have had the most prestigious Mercury North American Title reign ever.

Young: I really can’t be bothered talking about crap. As I said I don’t give a damn about you Pariah. You can go on with your false claims but I have done quite a bit in this fed. I am definitely not in Gol’s shadow. I think when you laid on that mat and lost the World Belt that was technically in Gol’s shadow. But that’s not a bad place to be, when Gol is up to his best most fall in his shadow. Gol and I are more than capable of taking care of you and that towering piece of junk. Hell two washed up has beens named rook and Duel teamed with a Frank Heimdel to kick EEI ass on Impulse. If they can do it I don’t see why Gol and I should fail.

Young: Now I am done with the chit chat. I am going back home. I have important crap to take care of. Something that is far more important then worrying about this meaningless match. But just remember Gol and I have the capabilities to take care of your team.

The end




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