2 hours ago
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Standing in front of a brick wall and sporting his usually 5150 gear, Bully Ray looked more pissed off than usual. He was gripping a steel chain in his hand and his NY skull cap in the other hand. The war wounds from his hardcore match at Sacrifice were still showing and he constantly paced back and forth.
Bully Ray: I hate flukes…
Unlike his usually tone he was speaking with his inside voice.
Bully Ray: Trent Barreta beating me at Sacrifice was a fluke…
He looked to be growing angrier with every word he spoke.
Bully Ray: Ted DiBiase not winning the World Championship was a fluke… CM Punk beating John Cena was a fluke… Evan Bourne winning the Breakout Championship was a FLUKE!
He stopped pacing and looked dead into the camera.
Bully Ray: DO YOU KNOW WHO I AM?
He put his skull cap on his head and the NY symbol looked to be dyed red, possibly from the dry blood of Bully Ray.
Bully Ray: MY NAME IS BULLY RAY! AND LET ME TELL YOU SOMETHING ABOUT BULLY RAY, I HATE FLUKES, JUST AS MUCH AS I HATE TWITTA!
@B.A.Bully5150 was now displayed at the bottom of the screen. Bully Ray now took his phone out his pocket and began typing.
Bully Ray: YOU KNOW WHAT ELSE HATE? STUPID FRICKIN PEOPLE! STUPID FRICKIN PEOPLE WHO DO STUPID FRICKIN DANCES, LIKE MY OPPONENT THIS MONDAY, BRODUS CLAY!
He finished typing his message and sent it off, possibly a tweet.
Bully Ray: BRODUS CLAY, YOU WANNA LEARN HOW TO DANCE? I LEARNT HOW TO DANCE IN HELL’S KITCHEN, NEW YORK CITY! THE ONLY DIFFERNECE IS INSTEAD OF USING THESE…
He pointed down at his chiseled calf muscles and showed them to the camera.
Bully Ray: WE USE THESE!
He showed his fist to the camera and they still had scars on them.
Bully Ray: BRODUS CLAY! I’M BULLY RAY AND THIS MONDAY WE ARE GONNA DANCE! DID YOU SEE WHAT I DID TO TRENT BARRETA? DID YOU SEE WHAT I DID TO ZACK RYDER? I BEAT THERE ASS AS IF THEY WERE STILL IN HIGH SCHOOL! BRODUS CLAY! I’M GONNA DO YOU THE SAME DAMN WAY! NOW, I DON’T KNOW IF I CAN FIT YOUR FAT ASS INTO A LOCKER, BUT I DO KNOW I CAN PUT YOU THROUGH A TABLE!
More serious than ever Bully Ray had now got all into the camera.
Bully Ray: I DON’T GIVE A DAMN ABOUT THE FRICKIN BREAKOUT CHAMPIONSHIP! I DON’T GIVE A DAMN ABOUT GETTING DISQULIFIED! THE ONLY THING I CARE ABOUT IS HURTING PEOPLE! TRENT BARETTA, I HOPE YOU KNOW THAT YOU HAVEN’T SEEN THE LAST OF ME. THIS IS FAR FROM OVER! I hate flukes… I hate flukes… SO, EVEN IF I HAVE TO COMPETE IN THE BATTLE ROYALE TO GET ANOTHER SHOT AT YOU, JUST KNOW I’M GONNA DO WHATEVA I GOTTA DO TO GET MY HANDS AROUND YOUR SCRAWNY LITTLE NECK AGAIN!
His face was now boiling red and you could almost see the steam coming from his ears.
Bully Ray: MONDAY NIGHT, I TAKE OUT BRODUS CLAY! IN WHAT WILL BE NOTHIN MORE THAN A DRAMITIZATION OF JURASSIC PARK, BECAUSE CALVZILLA IS GONNA EAT THE FUNKASAURAS ALIVE!
Without warning Bully Ray struck the camera with his steel chain and the feed cut to complete static.
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(OOC: I always have fun writing as Bully Ray. One day I’m going to give you all a full RP with him, but for now I think keeping it simple and sweet is the best way to go. Hope it’s enjoyable. Good luck, Ashlee!)
