Role Play Background: The Badd Boy, a member of the DEWF. To date has been a silent man, and recently just edged out in the finals of the extreme title tournament. He however was not even close to being ready for those matches.
*The camera shows a blue 1998 model convertable Mustang GT pull into the parking area. It rolls into its appropriated spot and parks. Both doors come open and out step two people. One is a man about six foot, two inches tall roughly two hundred and thirty five pounds. Not an overly large man, but not a small man either. He is wearing jeans and a T-Shirt with one side reading "The Badd Boy" and on the back reading "Just 2 Badd". He is also wearing a black backwards fitted hat that has a "Truth" logo above the bill. Next to him is a petite woman, a few inches shorter than he is in black pants, and also wearing the same T-shirt. However his lettering is blue, and hers is yellow. They walk in the building and head for the locker room.*
Steve Hess: King, I think that was the Badd Boy.
Tommy Banks: The Badd who? I was watching that girl.
Steve Hess: You would.
*A knock is heard on the door of the Badd One, the camera is focused on the door as it opens. The same man seen earlier steps out. Justin Zappa is standing there with a microphone.*
Justin Zappa: Mr. Badd Boy, you have been silent ever since you have came here. Would you like to say anything to the world right now?
*Ashlee walks out from behind the door and lays her head on The Badd Boy's shoulder.*
The Badd Boy: Sure, I would love to say something to the world, but you need to work on your interviewing skills. You must ask specific questions.
Justin Zappa: Ok, well first off, what happened in the Extreme Title tournament? You were edged out in the finals. Could you explain why?
The Badd Boy: Yeah, the truth is, I was brought in to wrestle that day and was told that I was in the tournament. Not even the greatest athletes could possibly be ready the same day they get here to go two straight matches hardcore.
Justin Zappa: I take it then that you are now ready?
The Badd Boy: Well I have had some recent injuries that are still plaguing me. I won't be one hundred percent for a few weeks yet, so if you are asking is my body up to its max yet? Then the answer is no. However, if you are asking me if I am ready to go out and give it all that I have got, then you're right I am as ready as I'll ever be.
Justin Zappa: You are taking on Nasty for the Extreme Championship, and his name says it all. He is nasty in the ring, and it seems that Hardcore is how he likes it. What are your thoughts on Nasty and how this match is going to go?
The Badd Boy: Oh, so no you want the whole speech. I'll tell you this, I am a freakin' hardcore legend. Now I give a lot of respect for all of my opponents, I have never once had an easy match, and anyone who claims their opponents are easy needs to get out of the business because they have no rights here. Nasty is the champion and I am sure he will do what it takes to remain as such. I hope he does, I would love Nasty to get as Nasty as he can get and do his d@mndest to put me down. Even though I am not up to par and can't go as far as I would like to, you would be surprised how far I can still go. This Nasty guy, I rather look forward to the opportunity to face him. With the DEWF just getting started now is the time to make a name known to be a legend in the federation. I do expect to make myself legendary around here, so I look at Nasty as the first step. Beating him and taking the gold will be my first rung of the ladder that I have to climb. From then on out I just keep going every week, defense after defense, and one day drop it to move up. I have great plans for this federation. Nasty I hope you are listening intently boy, because you.....you don't intimidate me. Un-like others in this federation I am not scared, and I sure as hell won't run from you. I'll stand tall, nose to nose, face to face, and I will force you to give your best. I hope you aren't expecting to just squeek by with this match, because I won't allow it. You have a chair? Use it. You get a hold of a nice bat? Bash me as hard as you feel like. Want to pull out a trash can, beat me with it, but every single thing you do to me, I will give back to you ten to one hundred times better, and I will make sure you understand why I am the Badd Boy. I have made a living out of fighting hardcore and extreme matches. Getting championship after championship. Of course you are thinking that I am gloryfying myself, no that's not the case at all. I'm not sure if you get any of these issues, but I won that by doing three things, number one is doing what is right for the fans. I make sure that no matter what the circumstances I give them the show they came to see, the type of show they payed their hard earned money for, and by making sure that above all else they were entertained. By technicality the president signs the pay checks, but its the fans that are the heart of this business. That leads me to number two, respecting this business. This isn't just a game for fulling around, this is sucking it up and going out everynight to do what you are payed to do and never hold back, and never forget the people before us who got us here. This is no ho-down in the middle of the ring, this is a fight to prove yourself. To respect the business. The third is never giving up. I refuse to give up, I will pass out before I do anything else. I will take all of the pain that I have to, and lie down for noone. The reason I won so many times, is because it did not matter who threw what at me, I wouldn't stop. I'm sure president Dan has seen that, because he was the one who scouted me over here. Nasty, you get no exceptions, and nothing held back. I would not care if I were missing both my arms and had a broken left leg, I would still refuse to quit especially to someone of the likes of you, just another punk in the business who runs his mouth, but has yet to be able to back up what he says. You had better intend on putting your money where your mouth and your belt is, because you my friend will only get a small inkling of what I can do. When I'm one hundred percent I dare you to come back and try your luck again when I can throw it all at you, but what does it say about you if you are feeling your best and I beat you feeling my worst? Just tells you how much I want it. I want the win, I want the fight, I want the gold, I want to entertain. You might want it just a little, but it consumes me, that's why I feel almost invincible, because I can't allow myself to use. I hope you have something huge planned to be able to get a victory, because you may need the whole arena to cave in on me. So allow me to wish you good luck, because to be honest I think you will need. Still not saying you are easy, but you are not un-beatable. Your championship will just be proven to have been a fluke win. It's just too bad that I have to kill that ego of yours.
Justin Zappa: Powerfull words, one last question, should we expect you to be a fan favorite, or will they not like you.
The Badd Boy: Whether they like me or hate me that's up to them. I hope they like me, because nothing is greater than the sound of the fans cheering, but like I said it's all about entertaining them. That's what I am here to do.
Ashlee: Babe, I'm ready to go back in. *raising eyebrow.*
The Badd Boy: Oh....You know what? Excuse me, I have to go er...um...finish getting ready. You have a good day Mr. Zappa.
Justin Zappa: Ok thank you Mr. Badd Boy. Steve Hess, Tommy Banks. Back to you.
*The camera fades as the Badd Boy goes back into his locker room with the permiscuous Ashlee, and Justin Zappa walks off.*
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