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Damn media!
Topic Started: Jul 28 2011, 04:41 PM (53 Views)
Muhammad Rushdi
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*OOC sorry its short...just getting back into rping...will get better though....

.:Prologue:.
A typical day started as this, waking up at six a.m. to go to school, by seven a.m. I was on the bus on the way to school, but I wasn’t like any other kid that got to sit down next to someone and carry on conversation, I was the one standing even if there were seats just because of who I was. By eight a.m. we were all at school and everyone was standing around talking or getting ready for class, but again, not me. I was getting my books dumped on the floor, getting pushed around, and hell even getting gum thrown at me a sticking in my hair. School would go about as it normally did for everyone going to class for forty minuets and then traveling to another class room with three minuets to spare. The school day would end and everyone would get back on the buses to go back home, pretty much the same thing just later on in the day for me.

When I got home things really didn’t improve for me. See my parents were what you would call abusive. Even if I would do things that would make most parents proud I still would be getting hit, or locked in my room for hours on end, most days I never ate dinner. But to hell with them for now they are both dead. For that I’m happy!

.:Scene:.

The morning is fresh, the sun just coming up with it already steamy with the humidity. We see Rushdi just starting to move out of bed. Rushdi sets up with the thin sheet covering his lower body. He rubs his eyes for a few moments before reaching down and picking up a laptop. He sets it on his bed and turns it on as he reaches down again and grabs the pair of sweats that he was wearing the night before and puts them on. He stands up as he is doing this and walks into the bathroom in the cheap hotel room. A few moments pass before we see Rushdi again walking out of the bathroom and back to his bed. He picks up the laptop and takes it over to the table and sets it down before he sets down in the chair. A few clicks here and a few strokes of the key and he is in his email. He scrolls down to see that he has received an email from WARPED. He opens it and starts to read it, he chuckles to himself a few times before closing the laptop. He stands up and stretches before he walks over and puts a shirt on. He grabs his room key and goes out the door.

Few Moments Later

Rushdi steps through the lobby doors to the outside to be greeted by local news media…They rush up to Rushdi and start to ask questions.

Media: Hey, Rushdi could I get a moment with you?

Rushdi: Sure if you keep up with me….

Media: You debuted in WAPRED wrestling last week and you said some pretty racial things…not many local fans of WARPED were very pleased and even said they may not attend another show. What are your thoughts about that?

Rushdi stops dead still and looks at the media guy.

Rushdi: What do I think about that? I could care two shits less I they show up or not. Like I said before I didn’t sign a WARPED contract to please those red neck fucks. I’m here to go to the top and become the WARPED champion. And if I have to lose a few, to get there I will be fine with that.

Media: We also saw some tweets that you posted earlier this week as well, it sounds like you have a little beef with Drake….

Rushdi: Little beef? Not really, just didn’t take kindly to him talking shit about me. If he has a problem, like I said earlier he can meet me in the ring at the show.

Media: What are your thoughts about Cohan?

Rushdi: Ill make this quick…….ill be walking out the winner….and that’s it…forget him…and forget you!

Rushdi turns and starts walking again leaving the media behind.
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