Post by Radar on Aug 8, 2012 11:35:45 GMT -5
The story starts in a hotel in Boston, Massachusetts. Where Radar is staying for Wrestle Extravaganza II: Beantown Brawl. Radar is watching TV and eating. While Radar finally realizes that he needs to go train for his match at Wrestle Extravaganza II. So he gets off of the couch, and gets his keys and crap. And walks over to his car, driving to the nearest training center nearby.
Radar: Hmm, I see a training center. I'll go to it anyways.
Radar parks in a parking lot at the training center. Then he walks over to the training center with wonder and curiousity.
Radar: What the fuck does this place got? What every training center has?
Mysterious Voice: No...
Radar gets confused for a second.
Radar: WHO ARE YOU? SHOW YOURSELF.
Mysterious Voice: Fine. Bitch.
The mysterious voice comes out, and it happens to be a trainer.
Trainer: Come here. And let me show you the things we have.
Radar: Okay..
As Radar follows the trainer, the trainer goes through a black curtain.
Radar: What is behind that curtain?
Trainer: Just come so I can show you. That's the whole point. What are you? An idiot?
Radar: Yes. Indeed I am. Not to mention, an Asian idiot. Yeah, that's what I am.
The trainer rolls his eyes. Then he pulls Radar into the black curtains.
Radar: DUDE! WHAT THE FUCK WAS THAT-
Radar never got to finish his sentence because he saw the things in the Training Center. Radar looks around.
Radar: HOLY GOD, THERE'S A WRESTLING RING HERE! AND A TREADMILE! AND A- Wait a minute.
Trainer: What? Do you have a problem?
Radar: Yes. Yes I do.
Trainer: Then what is it?
Radar: I said "What the fuck does this training center have? What every training center has?"
Trainer: Yeah, and?
Radar: EVERYTHING IN HERE HAS EVERYTHING THAT A TRAINING CENTER HAS.
Trainer: No it doesn't. This training center has a wrestling ring.
Radar: And? Some training center has wrestling rings.
Trainer: Not every training center.
Radar: THAT'S WHY I SAID SOME. BITCH.
Trainer: Whatever. Do you want to train or not? I don't have all day, you know.
Radar: Nether do I. Let's get started.
Radar and the trainer go into the wrestling ring. Radar trips on something.
Radar: OW! WHAT THE FUCK WAS THAT!?!
Trainer: What?
Radar: I triped on something hard!
Trainer: Do you know what it was?
Radar: No.. But I can check..
Trainer: Go check. Like I said, I don't have all day.
Radar: And as I said, nether do I.
Radar checks what triped him. He finds nothing.
Radar: What the heck? I swear, I triped on something when I was walking to the wrestling ring.
Trainer: Don't worry about it now. Just get in the ring and train with me.
Radar: Alright, alright.
Radar gets in the wrestling ring with the trainer. The trainer hands Radar a bottle of water, so Radar wouldn't get thristy during his training.
Trainer: Now, let's see what you got. I need to see some skills whether you suck or not.
Radar: Okay then.
Trainer: GO.
Radar and the trainer starts wrestling on the wrestling ring. Radar throws in a couple of punches and the trainer does a german suplex.
Trainer: Come on, you can do better.
Radar: I know I can. Watch this.
Radar beings running to the ropes, runnning straight to the trainer. Radar does a hurricarana into a roll up pin.
Trainer: Sheesh, you got some skills.
Radar: See? But I still need training just in case.
Trainer: Ah. I see what you mean. Anyways, once your done training, drink some water, and you can go home.
Radar: Alright. Thanks.
Trainer: No problem.
As Radar and the trainer finishes up training, Radar drinks his water and walks over to his car. He drives to his hotel. As Radar comes into his hotel, he finds a mess in his house.
Radar: MY APARTMENT!! WHAT THE FUCK HAPPENED TO IT?!?!?! WHO DID THIS?!?!?!??!?!?
While Radar was screaming in anger, Jay Thunder comes in, bursting into the door.
Jay Thunder: WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON!?!?!
Radar: CAN YOU NOT SEE?!?!?
Jay: YES I CAN. WHY DIDN'T YOU JUST CALL 911?!?!
Radar: BECAUSE I'M SUCH AN IDIOT THAT I CAN'T CALL 911 RIGHT AWAY!!!
Jay: THEN DO IT!!!!
Radar: OKAY!!!
As the fighting stops, Radar grabs out his cell phone, and calls 911.
911 Opperator: 911, what's your emergancey?
Radar: Hello?
911 Opperator: I'm here. What's your emergancey?
Radar: My house got robbed, I think.
911 Opperator: You think? What does it look like?
Radar: Well, everything is trashed. My lamp is stolen and-
Radar never finished his sentance because when he looked to his left, he saw his bed gone.
Radar: WHAT HAPPENED TO MY BED?!?! HOW DID THEY LIFT IT UP!?!? THERE WOULD'VE BEEN MORE THAN 1 PERSON HERE!!
911 Opperator: Okay okay, calm down. We will get there as soon as possible. I just need your name and address.
Radar: My name is Radar. I'm-
911 Opperator: Wait, your name is REALLY Radar?
Radar: Yes. Yes it is.
911 Opperator: What kind of parent names their child Radar?
Radar: Never mind that. Anyways, my name is Radar. And I'm at The Revere Hotel at 200 Stuart Street, Boston, Massachusetts.
911 Opperator: Okay, we'll be there as soon as possible.
Radar: Thank you.
As Radar waits for 911 to come, he is glad that his TV isn't gone. So he sits down on the couch, grabs the remote, and watches TV.
Radar: Hmm, I see a training center. I'll go to it anyways.
Radar parks in a parking lot at the training center. Then he walks over to the training center with wonder and curiousity.
Radar: What the fuck does this place got? What every training center has?
Mysterious Voice: No...
Radar gets confused for a second.
Radar: WHO ARE YOU? SHOW YOURSELF.
Mysterious Voice: Fine. Bitch.
The mysterious voice comes out, and it happens to be a trainer.
Trainer: Come here. And let me show you the things we have.
Radar: Okay..
As Radar follows the trainer, the trainer goes through a black curtain.
Radar: What is behind that curtain?
Trainer: Just come so I can show you. That's the whole point. What are you? An idiot?
Radar: Yes. Indeed I am. Not to mention, an Asian idiot. Yeah, that's what I am.
The trainer rolls his eyes. Then he pulls Radar into the black curtains.
Radar: DUDE! WHAT THE FUCK WAS THAT-
Radar never got to finish his sentence because he saw the things in the Training Center. Radar looks around.
Radar: HOLY GOD, THERE'S A WRESTLING RING HERE! AND A TREADMILE! AND A- Wait a minute.
Trainer: What? Do you have a problem?
Radar: Yes. Yes I do.
Trainer: Then what is it?
Radar: I said "What the fuck does this training center have? What every training center has?"
Trainer: Yeah, and?
Radar: EVERYTHING IN HERE HAS EVERYTHING THAT A TRAINING CENTER HAS.
Trainer: No it doesn't. This training center has a wrestling ring.
Radar: And? Some training center has wrestling rings.
Trainer: Not every training center.
Radar: THAT'S WHY I SAID SOME. BITCH.
Trainer: Whatever. Do you want to train or not? I don't have all day, you know.
Radar: Nether do I. Let's get started.
Radar and the trainer go into the wrestling ring. Radar trips on something.
Radar: OW! WHAT THE FUCK WAS THAT!?!
Trainer: What?
Radar: I triped on something hard!
Trainer: Do you know what it was?
Radar: No.. But I can check..
Trainer: Go check. Like I said, I don't have all day.
Radar: And as I said, nether do I.
Radar checks what triped him. He finds nothing.
Radar: What the heck? I swear, I triped on something when I was walking to the wrestling ring.
Trainer: Don't worry about it now. Just get in the ring and train with me.
Radar: Alright, alright.
Radar gets in the wrestling ring with the trainer. The trainer hands Radar a bottle of water, so Radar wouldn't get thristy during his training.
Trainer: Now, let's see what you got. I need to see some skills whether you suck or not.
Radar: Okay then.
Trainer: GO.
Radar and the trainer starts wrestling on the wrestling ring. Radar throws in a couple of punches and the trainer does a german suplex.
Trainer: Come on, you can do better.
Radar: I know I can. Watch this.
Radar beings running to the ropes, runnning straight to the trainer. Radar does a hurricarana into a roll up pin.
Trainer: Sheesh, you got some skills.
Radar: See? But I still need training just in case.
Trainer: Ah. I see what you mean. Anyways, once your done training, drink some water, and you can go home.
Radar: Alright. Thanks.
Trainer: No problem.
As Radar and the trainer finishes up training, Radar drinks his water and walks over to his car. He drives to his hotel. As Radar comes into his hotel, he finds a mess in his house.
Radar: MY APARTMENT!! WHAT THE FUCK HAPPENED TO IT?!?!?! WHO DID THIS?!?!?!??!?!?
While Radar was screaming in anger, Jay Thunder comes in, bursting into the door.
Jay Thunder: WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON!?!?!
Radar: CAN YOU NOT SEE?!?!?
Jay: YES I CAN. WHY DIDN'T YOU JUST CALL 911?!?!
Radar: BECAUSE I'M SUCH AN IDIOT THAT I CAN'T CALL 911 RIGHT AWAY!!!
Jay: THEN DO IT!!!!
Radar: OKAY!!!
As the fighting stops, Radar grabs out his cell phone, and calls 911.
911 Opperator: 911, what's your emergancey?
Radar: Hello?
911 Opperator: I'm here. What's your emergancey?
Radar: My house got robbed, I think.
911 Opperator: You think? What does it look like?
Radar: Well, everything is trashed. My lamp is stolen and-
Radar never finished his sentance because when he looked to his left, he saw his bed gone.
Radar: WHAT HAPPENED TO MY BED?!?! HOW DID THEY LIFT IT UP!?!? THERE WOULD'VE BEEN MORE THAN 1 PERSON HERE!!
911 Opperator: Okay okay, calm down. We will get there as soon as possible. I just need your name and address.
Radar: My name is Radar. I'm-
911 Opperator: Wait, your name is REALLY Radar?
Radar: Yes. Yes it is.
911 Opperator: What kind of parent names their child Radar?
Radar: Never mind that. Anyways, my name is Radar. And I'm at The Revere Hotel at 200 Stuart Street, Boston, Massachusetts.
911 Opperator: Okay, we'll be there as soon as possible.
Radar: Thank you.
As Radar waits for 911 to come, he is glad that his TV isn't gone. So he sits down on the couch, grabs the remote, and watches TV.