Post by William James on Jun 10, 2008 9:29:55 GMT -5
The arena lights fade to black....
"Can You Smell What D-Roc is Cookin'?" begins to play on the arena sound system, as the AWF newcomer appears on the stage, in a single spotlight.
He looks at the crowd, as they really have no idea what to make of this man, as the arena lights come back on.
He continues on down the ramp, walking towards the ring.
Upon getting to the ring, he stops at the announce table, and picks up a mic.
He climbs into the ring using the stairs, mic in hand.
He stands in the center, and begins to speak to the AWF crowd for the first time....
"Brothas and sistas, let me holla at ya'll for a moment...
Seems these playas in AWF needed a brotha to come aboard... so here I is.
I ain't here fo games... D-Roc is the real deal.
Now, this brotha seen what ya'll got wanderin' around backstage...
and D-Roc's gotta say.... bunch of damn sucka's you ask me.
No wonder they gotta getta brotha here to save this place.
Gotta bunch of boogeymans, and some otha foo thinks he's a rappa.
And whassup with the two fruit booties holding hands to the ring.... damn sucka's them twos, fo' sho.
So, dis how we's gonna roll out heres tonight.
D-Roc gonna holla out to any punk ass sucka in the back to a match against a real brotha.
Sho ya'll how D-Roc rolls in this ring...
So, you want some, come get some.... sucka.
I's ain't gonna wait all day, dawg.
Someone holla at your boy..."
D-Roc looks to the stage, to see who will answer his first challenge.
"Can You Smell What D-Roc is Cookin'?" begins to play on the arena sound system, as the AWF newcomer appears on the stage, in a single spotlight.
He looks at the crowd, as they really have no idea what to make of this man, as the arena lights come back on.
He continues on down the ramp, walking towards the ring.
Upon getting to the ring, he stops at the announce table, and picks up a mic.
He climbs into the ring using the stairs, mic in hand.
He stands in the center, and begins to speak to the AWF crowd for the first time....
"Brothas and sistas, let me holla at ya'll for a moment...
Seems these playas in AWF needed a brotha to come aboard... so here I is.
I ain't here fo games... D-Roc is the real deal.
Now, this brotha seen what ya'll got wanderin' around backstage...
and D-Roc's gotta say.... bunch of damn sucka's you ask me.
No wonder they gotta getta brotha here to save this place.
Gotta bunch of boogeymans, and some otha foo thinks he's a rappa.
And whassup with the two fruit booties holding hands to the ring.... damn sucka's them twos, fo' sho.
So, dis how we's gonna roll out heres tonight.
D-Roc gonna holla out to any punk ass sucka in the back to a match against a real brotha.
Sho ya'll how D-Roc rolls in this ring...
So, you want some, come get some.... sucka.
I's ain't gonna wait all day, dawg.
Someone holla at your boy..."
D-Roc looks to the stage, to see who will answer his first challenge.
