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SATURDAY MAY 20 2017 – THE ROODE HOUSEHOLD – TORONTO, ONTARIO; CANADA
Bobby Roode: OKAY BOYS, BRING HER IN!
The EBWF cameras were set-up in Toronto, and there was a lot of uproar in and around the Roode household this morning, it looked as if either the family was moving in or moving out as a large removal truck was parked on their private estate followed by another which was full of removal men who were at Bobby’s home. Bobby was rushing around in his pyjamas, making sure the entrance to his home was clear and making sure whatever the men were delivering didn’t break; he looked crazy. He stood right next to the truck, biting his nails in excitement as if it was Christmas morning all over again, unable to contain his excitement but shouting out whenever one of them touched the large box too hard.
Bobby Roode: HEY! I’m paying YOU and your company VERY WELL for this so I’d appreciate it if you DIDN’T MESS THIS UP!!
The removal guys rolled their eyes at Bobby while looking at each other in a confused manner. Bobby continued to make sure the path was clear as they lowered the large, heavy box down and began to roll it towards the door. Bobby skipped past them all and opened both doors as wide as possible, as he agonisingly watched them bring his package in as he crossed his fingers hoping it wouldn’t be damaged. As they successfully rolled it in, they all jumped as Bobby clapped ridiculously loud and started to cheer at the successful mission, still giving orders as he specifically wanted them to place it in the centre of the foyer in his home, and started feeling the box all over, examining it to make sure it wasn’t damaged. It turns out, though, that in his excitement he woke up his wife Tracey, and perhaps his kids too.
Bobby Roode: Finally…I have been waiting weeks for this moment…
Again, the delivery men looked at each other in great confusion as to why this grown man was caressing this large box, clearly infatuated with whatever was inside. He caught them all looking at them uncomfortably as they tried to leave, before he stopped holding the box and straightened himself up, coughing before not letting them leave again.
Bobby Roode: Where the hell do you think you guys are going? You’re not done here.
Delivery Guy #1: Look sir, whatever you do with this box and whatever is inside is your business, but our work here is done now you requested to hire us on our day off and promised extra pay to do that. Now, the guys and I feel we’ve gone above and beyond what you asked so we’d appreciate it if…
Bobby Roode: Whoa, whoa your work is done when I say it’s done. Okay, I admit I may have gotten a little…carried away but do you think this box is going to open itself? You and your ‘men’ better get to work if you want to get paid that little bit extra, and you better be careful.
They reluctantly agreed and turned back to slowly unwrap the package, before getting carried away and loudly starting to rip it open as it proved to be quite tough. Roode hovered over them, annoying them all by telling them to be careful and giving out orders. Eventually, the noise was too loud that his wife simply had to intervene.
Tracey Roode:What…the…HELL IS GOING ON OUT HERE?!
Bobby closed his eyes as he feared the worst, waking up his wife and she obviously wasn’t happy with the noise or another big purchase he had made.
Bobby Roode: Oh this? Uh…this is just a little purchase I made from the…market not long ago.
Tracey Roode: Bobby…it is 8:30AM on a Saturday, the kids are asleep, I want to sleep so please don’t play games with me and…did you? Did you buy another piano when I told you not to?
Bobby Roode: Oh no, no, no, no baby this is no piano, this is something far greater than that and I know it’s early but I’ve paid these men a lot of money and a whole lot extra to make sure this arrives on time and…
Delivery Guy #1: He hasn’t paid us extra, ma’am. He’s paid the normal rate, less than what we charge on a weekend and now he’s making us unbox his item for him when we have work to do elsewhere.
Bobby turned around slowly, looking him dead in the eye as he threw him under the bus and was forced to reveal the contents of the box.
Tracey Roode: Well?
Bobby then shoved the other guys away, and ripped off the last few pieces of the box before carefully reaching in and slowly taking off the bubble wrap. The guys looked on in surprise and were underwhelmed at what all of the fuss was about – a robe. He carefully picked it up and modelled it for Tracey as she stood on the stairs, clearly not impressed. He then placed it down carefully and explained himself.
Bobby Roode: This, my love, this isn’t for me to wear at Warfare next week or throw on when there’s nothing to choose from? THIS…is what I’ll be wearing when I’m announced as the winner of this year’s King of the Ring. I’ve realised that every king the company has crowned, they sit on that throne all sweaty and look a little…meh. They can do better, they don’t put effort in. I personally contacted an old friend of mine who knows someone who managed to hand stitch me this bespoke, gold robe. Look, my name is at the back, look, it says Glorious in the finest stitch work you’ll ever see. This Stefani Ricci Italian design is 35 years in the making, yeah, Stefano is good but this is the task he was waiting for, fine work like this, this is what he was put on the planet to do. Look at this work of art by Stefano, an absolutely gorgeous, 100% silk Stefano Ricci robe, lined with the purest cashmere you can ever feast your eyes on from Stefanie Ricci, for the small price of $12,750 but all for a good cause! This year, I’m going to go down as the most memorable king of the ring the company has ever seen. Both inside of that ring, and on that throne…the most glorious king the EBWF has ever had…ever.
Bobby was in his own world, looking up into the ceiling with a goofy smile on his face, already envisaging himself as the King of the Ring, without even competing in a match. The room was silent, pockets in hands with his wife shaking her head.
Tracey Roode: But you already have like…a billion robes, I mean, you literally created an extra room to store the robes and you’re not even at work.
Bobby Roode: Tracey, you’re missing the point here. This is a…
Tracey Roode: A Stefano Ricci robe, I got that part. But as I said, you haven’t worked in a while, when are you even going to get a chance to wear that thing?
Bobby Roode: Tracey, you don’t understand, I have this all figured out. This is the perfect time for me to swoop right in after this rocky start, win this tournament, wear this robe, become the king, become the champion and have the company in the palm of my hand. This was meant to happen, it’s the perfect time for me to do this, and be the King that the company deserves. Plus, is the result even in question? I’m against that Breeze kid who has an obsession with that stick he carries around everywhere, you think THAT has me worried?
Tracey Roode: Well, KING…until you’re sat on that throne with that robe…you’ll be sleeping on the couch.
Bobby perhaps got off lightly there, but he shut his eyes and admitted slight defeat. However, his intentions were clear though and he had a goal in mind, he was going to stop at nothing to win the King of the Ring tournament in his first attempt, and had even begun preparations for his big ‘victory’ with an expensive robe he planned on wearing if he was to become King. Although he had suffered from a stuttering start to life in the EBWF, this was the glorious opportunity he needed to get back out there and make a genuine statement, starting with Tyler Breeze.
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MONDAY MAY 22 2017 – EBWF WARFARE – AIR CANADA CENTRE - TORONTO, ONTARIO; CANADA
The final episode of Warfare before the Death Before Dishonor event was taking place in Toronto, and the night had some epic contests lined up which will have a huge impact on the King of the Ring bracket. It was Bobby Roode’s hometown, but he wasn’t in action and would instead take on Tyler Breeze in his first ever King of the Ring match in less than seven days. As the crowd settled back into their seats during a commercial break, they suddenly erupted into cheers they heard a short piano introduction hit the PA system followed by…GLORIOUS! As they all scrambled to get the best view possible of Roode, who wasn’t even advertised to appear on the night. With the lights faded, Roode’s figure appeared on the stage with his arms spread wide open with his back to the fans. As soon as his Glorious Domination finally kicked in, he turned around and looked right into the ring as the cheers grew louder as he sorted his black and blue robe out and started to walk down the ramp, basking in the reaction with his arms still wide open – he was amongst his people. He eventually got into the ring, and picked up a microphone, still posing for them and it didn’t take long for the ‘Bobby Roode’ chants to begin, and he couldn’t help but smirk as he had trouble speaking over the rowdy fans.
Bobby Roode: Ya know, Toronto…it’s been a while hasn’t it?
Roode smiled as they cheered and the chants grew louder.
Bobby Roode: I know it’s the King of the Ring, and I know that you all know that not only am I featured in this tournament, but I’m winning the whole damn thing. Can you believe it, though? That after being off television for so long to gather my thoughts, this company didn’t allow me to compete tonight in front of my people, in my city? Can you believe that? Well, you better because I asked them to!
Some boos creeped in but the smarks knew what he was doing, he tried to get them to hate him but most of them weren’t having any of it.
Bobby Roode: I mean, you gotta ask yourselves you low lives, why would I give YOU vermin the honour of seeing me back in action after a while? You people don’t deserve that, you’re getting more than your money’s worth by having me in your presence without competing in a match, you should be thankful and go write that in your diaries that Bobby Roode made your life worth something by addressing you, and making your experience of Warfare glorious!
Roode laughed at them as he talked down to them, circling the ring maintaining control of the segment.
Bobby Roode: No, if you really want to see the definition of glorious then you’ll tune in on Sunday to Death Before Dishonor when I’ll be back inside of this ring and taking on my opponent…Tyler Breeze. I know, I know, I didn’t have much of a clue as to who he was either but he’s going to experience the thrill of a lifetime on Sunday when he too gets the honour of standing inside of a ring with yours truly. In fact, I forgot what his name was on my out here and the best way I could describe him as was blonde, tassels, and over rated. Instantly, somebody at the back told me I must be thinking about Tyler Breeze and now here we are, you know what get his face up on that screen before I forget who he is again like most of this arena already has.
Roode smirked as he waited for the monkeys in the truck to put up a picture of Tyler, and Roode sarcastically laughed as soon as he laid eyes on his opponent.
Bobby Roode: That? Ha, you think THAT worries me? Oh come on, we know this creature is only in this tournament to fill the bracket and nothing more. I mean look at him, why would anybody take him as a threat? Okay, I admit…he’s a marginally good looking guy who probably has slight success in the female department one Friday night per month…and that’s about it, I can’t think what else he’d succeed at in life other than being underneath me. I’m not even going to hide the fact that preparation has already started, not for this match, but for the final when I pin my opponent in the middle of this ring with a Glorious DDT and pick up the win, take the crown and the throne and a very special robe I’ve purchased for that occasion. When that’s done, the whole roster is invited to the Roode household here in Toronto for the party of a lifetime, something they’ll talk about for the rest of their lives and you’re all invited too…
Fans cheered as they thought Roode had given them an open invite to his home if he won the tournament.
Bobby Roode: …to watch the celebrations should anybody at that party decide to upload the antics on social media. But I promised I’d remain focused on Tyler Breeze so Jimmy Havoc, you’re lucky there’s a bit of a wait before I turn my attention to you. Look, I’ll admit that Tyler has the talent, and the potential to maybe be something in this company, hey, maybe, just maybe…he’ll be relevant enough one to take a selfie with me but let’s not get ahead of ourselves just yet. Tyler, I think if anything you should be out here thanking me, thanking me for giving YOU the chance to showcase what you have inside of this ring, even if the end result remains the same, with me winning. Because of me, people will finally know you exist and when your career is done, you can tell them all that the most glorious highlight of your time in this ring was sharing the ring with Bobby Roode on just one occasion.
Bobby continued to circle the ring with his confident strut, closing his eyes and sarcastically inhaling through his nose, almost telling everyone to already smell his victory before letting out another evil, cocky cackle.
Bobby Roode: I know he throws around the term…gorgeous pretty loosely. So, I’ll take a lead out of his book and tell you all, and Tyler, that tonight will be a gorgeous night…for me because this is going to be a work of art, the way I leave his body sprawled out in the middle of this ring will have people talking for years to come. Tonight’s glorious victory will actually set the bar for all future King of the Ring matches and tournaments to follow that if you want to know how to be king…you do what Bobby Roode did when he dismantled Tyler Breeze in front of the overrated Toronto crowd who clearly overrated Prince Pretty average.
Roode’s confident smile quickly turned into a look of disgust when he criticised Breeze as well as his hometown, and calling Tyler overrated clearly got under their skin as the boos finally started to outweigh the cheers.
Bobby Roode: Really? THAT is what it takes to get under your skin? The truth? The truth that Tyler Breeze has and always will be an overrated imbecile who will always be secondary to Bobby Roode in every aspect in life? Don’t kid yourselves Toronto, you people just want to feel involved, like you matter, kind of like Tyler, you just want to fit in. Your boos and cheers don’t matter, no matter what you say we all know the truth that NONE of you in this whole arena believe he can defeat me tonight, let alone win MY tournament. Look, I’ve had enough of this playing Mr. nice guy, let’s hit home with some reality so you people and even Tyler Breeze can understand. The only people that will defend you, rate you and tell you that you have a chance are the internet wrestling fans wearing 4XL shirts, sitting in their mother’s basements and sweating their asses off just by screaming up for more pizza roles and bashing away at their keyboard with their thick, Cheeto-filled hands trying to defend you by saying you are underrated. After tonight, even those lowlives will realise that they’ve wasted whatever little energy they have in their bodies by bothering to support you, and jump on the glorious bandwagon because I am the future of this tournament! I am the future of this company! Bobby Roode is the man to keep this company afloat and once this is all in the books, they’ll be naming this tournament the Bobby Roode invitational!
Bobby’s face turned red as he shouted at the fans, agitated, eager to win and delivered his bold statement before composing himself in the middle of the ring again.
Bobby Roode:Tyler Breeze, you’re the just the first of many that I’ll beat to reach the top where I belong, where this company needs me. I’m going to beat you, I’m going everybody else that stands in my way, I’m going to become world champion so you better enjoy and get used to this ride because it’s going to be…glorious.
As soon as Bobby Roode said the word, his music hit once again as he dropped the microphone in the middle of the ring and posed once more, raising his arms out wide and looking into the air to soak in the atmosphere and put the EBWF, and Tyler Breeze, on notice. Bobby Roode made his intentions clear, he’s here to win the tournament at the first time of asking and showcased the perfect amount of confidence to have the people believing he could genuinely pull it off, staring at Death Before Dishonor.