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8:45 Saturday- Khalif and Tyreke finally arrive in South Central LA's rugged streets. Khalif and Tyreke finally stop the car at a dilapidated green cape cod.


Tyreke: Ight, I guess it time to get this bitch ass nigga. 'Leef go in there and scoop this Vato up.


Khalif never more upset: Man whatever I scoop up this bitch ass nigga


Khalif walks up to the door, bangs on the screen door, after 30 seconds a Mexican man walks up to the door. The man quickly notices Khalif standing in front of him and bust out laughing.


Juandrell: This Nigga 'Leef right in front of my eyes


Khalif: Fucking Juandrell...The fuck does that even mean fam?


Juandrell: It's surprising to see your face, especially after the last run that we did.


Khalif: Ma fucker is you serious? Had it not been your dumb ass pissing off those damn beaners, we would have never been put in this situation in the first place. Nigga you know what the situation is, Tyreke is the wheels, you the translator, and I was the muscle. Fucking telling those beaners to fuck themselves.


Juandrell bursting out to extreme laughter: What that Latina slut taught your ass a little bit about the language of the proud Latinos, and now your ass is fluent? Come on bendejo?


Khalif: Hahahah. nigga please! you could tell them niggas was mad as hell and I had to jump in and one hitter quitter that one Beaner to save your bitch ass! Come on nigga, it's time to go man, or as your people say, Vamos!


Juandrell: Before, we go I want you to watch something real quick.


Khalif: This better not be any gay shit. I am black, but I ain't no down low brother.


Juandrell: Man get the fuck out of here, you homophobe, you need to see this shit. It pertains to your day job.


Khalif: Ight den


Khalif waves Tyreke to come into the house, as he and Juandrell proceed to walk into the house. Juandrell then proceeds to lead the men into his living room, turns on his DVR, which shows Ashe Dawson shooting his promo. Khalif watches intently as Ashe starts to bash him and his character. He listens even more closely as Ashe proceeds to describe how he can't wait to beat up Khalif specifically. As the scene finishes up Tyreke and Juandrell wait for a response from Khalif.


Khalif after taking several seconds to process the promo then breaks out in laughter: Well well well it's about time that punk ass bitch grew a sack of balls and decided to speak up. I like what he had to say, finally manning up and speaking what's on his mind instead of hiding in the shadows, like some closet freak.

That doesn't mean it won't stop me from curb stomping his bitch ass when this match happens come Monday. I mean it's cute that he thinks that he and I are on the same level when if memory serves me correctly, He got knocked out by some big tittied bitch who has no right to be in professional fighting. His other fights he was more of just the guy either getting pinned or the guy people forget was in the match at all. I mean I like that he is in Charlotte early, I guess he is hoping going to the city a couple days early in the hopes that someone will recognize him in an attempt to get himself famous and out his so called struggle. I know for damn sure that to had nothing to do with him being more prepared on the beatdown by myself or my two teammates it's going to be too much for his punk ass to handle.


Tyreke and Juandrell in a fit of excitement fall out of their seats from listening to Khalif's response.


Juandrell: Yoooo one of the other cats in your fight put something up, before we leave can we quickly watch that as well


Khalif then sits and patiently listens to Doca HVP's promo, just as intent as he had to Ashe Dawson's promo


Khalif: Hahaha is this nigga serious? (Mocking Dova) Did you see my last fight?... Where are these niggas coming from, with the same damn speech every time. Niggas don't care about your last match or who you fought. In my personal opinion, you still aren't shit. You beat 2 wrestlers who don't know how to fight without being in a tag team match. It's cute that you try to use scare tactics by your one freak victory as a true baseline of your abilities. Nigga please! Doca HVP, first of all your name sounds like a straight up venereal disease. Second man I find it hilarious that you really think that you really have an actual shot, at beating my squad of homies come Monday. Come Monday when you, just like your boyfriend Ashe Dawson will try your best efforts to fight a real thug and two other talented wrestlers. I think not only will it be honor, but a privilege for me to kick both of your asses and eliminate any hopes and dreams of being anything in this federation. When my teammates and I have our hands risen without any one of us breaking a sweat. Man these bum ass niggas straight up piss me off, with their attempts to act and sound tough in their little promos, but do they think that makes them sound tough. It makes me laugh my ass off when I hear them say dumb shit like this and when they step in the Ring... Niggas got ego amd talk like Tarzan, but fight like Jane. Whatever nigga yo we need to be out. Its time to get this chedda, I am just trying to scoop some polos and some shell tops... But to these two niggas that keep bumpin their gums, Monday is fight night and the day all that bum ass talking they are doing is time to be put to the test. Fucking can't wait!


The scene fades with Khalif, Juandrell, and Tyreke prepping for their trip