The Sergeant vs. Dakota Smith

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The winner will get a shot next week at the UCW United States Title!

The RP deadline will be Saturday, September 23rd at 11:59 PM.

 

[Linguistic]

Scene fades in to a UCW backdrop. The Sergeant enters from stage left.

The Sergeant: This is where it all starts going downhill for the MCW North American Champion. This is where things for the Sergeant begin to make a permanent change for the better.

I couldn't have asked for a better match if I tried.

Dakota Smith, you've stepped into Ultimate Championship Wrestling and started trouble with the one man who never lets a grudge finish unsatisfactorily. In the past I have taken down entire stables, or "social clubs" if you will, just because they ambushed me after a win. What makes you think that you or any number of chairshots can do any better?

Yes, yes, yes... I already know you'll want to point out that you singlehandedly defeated the UCW TEAM with sheer might and intelligence. You're so great and I'm so inferior... you know, all that jazz. But, I know without a shadow of a doubt that after all the dust settles in our match next week you will be singing a different tune... and I will be singing about my U.S. Title shot.

I hear you asking, "but what about my MCW North American Title?".

Well, you can kiss that goodbye. After I defeat you to be the number one contender for the UCW United States title, I'm crowning myself the MCW North American champion as well. Then it's on to Bryan Storms and his dual titles...

It sounds like a picture perfect finish for an underachieving wrestling organization. Jalen Latham will have sent you all over here to take over, but a UCW wrestler will end up beating both the MCW North American and Heavyweight champions. Picture perfect, indeed.

I understand that Bryan Storms has defected to the superior organization and we both work for the same boss now, but I'm sure he'll understand that our match will be purely business.

Defeating you, though... well Dakota, that will be the greatest of pleasures.

Scene fades.

 

[JC]

In the eye of the beholder...

(Fade in on Dakota, as he paces slowly sporting a cynical grin, he slowly begins to face the camera… And as he does, his grin is replaced by a disdained mien… His demeanor almost distorting his face, his tone sharp and scornful…)


DAKOTA: Scars and Stripes is history now, and no one will remember who fought who and what the outcome was… Except for those who came up short… Much like you Sarge, you talked all this crap about payback and when the moment presented itself all you were able to do was absorb more punishment… The only thing you got out of it was more pain and more disappointment… And the UCW in its infinite wisdom decides to reward you for your mundane efforts with yet another match against me, and to make it a bit more interesting they made for a contender’s match… Interesting indeed Sarge; what is the UCW up to!? Are they looking out for your best interest, or are they just throwing you to the hungry wolves!? Questions you need to ask Sarge, and what if you are nothing more than collateral damage!? Here you are, actually believing that your time to shine is around the corner when in reality, the only thing that awaits you is more pain and more disappointment… Do you seriously think that you stand a chance amigo!? Do you seriously believe that this time around you actually stand a better chance than the previous time!? Fate is once again, against you Sarge… But if we listen to you and your cackling jargon, you’ll say otherwise… It doesn’t matter that you think that there’s a big freaking “S” on your chest, so you claim you’ve taken down entire stables and/or social clubs, so what!!! Am I supposed to be concerned now!?… (Smirks and sarcastically says…) Okay, if you say so… But tell me, how do you explain that remark about me beating Team UCW single-handedly!? If that’s true, then you have more to worry about than a few cheap chair shots… I came into your back yard and whipped your ass, true it took a chair, but none the less I whipped your ass… You came to MCW and beat up on some mid-carders and what did it get you Sarge!? Nothing!!! And at Scars and Stripes, again I came into your back yard and whipped your ass… But to tell you the truth, the last time was a team effort, my team against your team and we beat you, plain and simple… So don’t go pounding your chest just yet, the third time around will not be the charm for you, it’ll be more like history repeating itself, because yet again you fail to comprehend it… Don’t underestimate me amigo, don’t judge my actions for what you want them to be… You are like the rest of the UCW, you are so into this so-called invasion, this MCW takeover that you are oblivion to what is lurking within the shadowst…


(Shrugs his shoulders and with a cynical tone he continues…)

DAKOTA: But you’re entitled to your opinions, after all opinions are like assholes; we all have one Sarge… Some are bigger than others; let’s take yours in this case… You came out and made a real ass out of yourself when you decided to take it up a notch and talk crap about me and about how bad you wanted a piece of me… You got your wish and didn’t do a damn thing with it, sure you got a few good punches in, one or two moves and afterwards you flamed out!!! (Smirks) That night saw many strange things happening, the crowning of a new champion, you getting your ass handed to you yet again, but one event in particular comes to mind… You know which one… Ain’t that right Bryan… I hear them calling you a traitorous dog… In fact some are even calling you a coward… Me!? I care less what they call you and for that matter what they think of you… You did what you had to do, it’s only right that you look out for number one, but in your overzealousness, you crossed a line you shouldn’t have… You treaded on the wrong snake amigo… This snake bites back… (Smirks) So enjoy it while you have it… Now Sarge, do you see where that leaves you!? It leaves you in the wrong place and at the wrong time… But I know, your opinion and belief are that you are the Sarge, the man who in the past has taken down stables and the likes… And you want to know what I really think about that!? Who gives a flying S(BLEEP)T!!! Sarge, let’s keep this short and simple… I’m coming to kick your ass yet again and, you!? (Smirks) Well let’s just say, you’re under the assumption that you’re going to get some payback… Que sera, sera amigo… Come get you some… You can come out now Rico…

(Turns and walks away laughing… As camera is about to fade, it catches a glimpse of Rico, coming closer and closer, never taking his eyes from Dakota’s exit path, once he feels assured that Dakota is truly gone, he smirks and says….)

RICO: Yea Dakota, I’ll meet ya later… Call me… Well folks, as you can see Dakota actually needs speech therapy but who’s going to tell him… But anyway, he doesn’t say much and he’s modest to boot… I agree with you Sarge, he “single-handedly” beat the living snots out of team UCW… His team was there just for the ride, (Smirks) Of course I am sure that Chris and Nakita will beg to differ, but who gives a rat’s ass!!! But anyway, Dakota doesn’t say much Sarge, he doesn’t even like doing these promos, hates them with a passion… But he’s getting better with each passing day; who knows Sarge, maybe someday he’ll be as good as you and will be able to let the BS flow like poetry, I really admire that about you… But don’t underestimate Dakota, he’s as treacherous as they come, in fact even more so!!! Just look at his lineage Sarge, he’s even more treacherous than his predecessors… So good night Charlie!!! You’re a dea….

(Without warning camera suddenly fades out to black …)

 

[Linguistic]

UCW backdrop. The Sergeant. A smile.

The sergeant: I see where you're coming from, big Dakota. I must be the one walking around like I have an "S" on my chest... not you. I mean, because I train and work for everything I have, so that obviously must mean that I think I'm Superman... a fictional character that was born with what he had.

Oh, wait just a minute... born into what he had? Doesn't that sound like you? You lived wrestling since you were young, right? Born into a wrestling dynasty, or maybe I am reading into your biography a little too much.

This man standing before you has no mistaken beliefs that he is invulnerable and unable to be defeated. Hell, I've been beaten enough times that I'd have to be absolutely crazy to think I undefeatable.

No Dakota, I just know that I want this match more than anything else in the world right now. I want revenge. I don't want others in the way, making our match clustered and difficult to manage. It's just going to be the two of us... Dakota Smith versus The Sergeant.

I've been ambushed and given cheapshots enough by you in the past few months to realize that this may be my only real opportunity to show the wrestling world I am twice the man that you will ever be, and I don't need a steel chair, underhanded tactics, or a family pedigree in order to get the job done. While you might have plenty of talent, I'm sorry if I don't believe that man-to-man you have what it takes to put my shoulders to the mat for the three count. You just haven't shown a lot except for a few chair shots and a six man tag win.

Pause.

TS: Tell yourself whatever you need to in order to step into the ring with me. If you need to tell yourself that I am stupid, collateral damage, and mistakenly think I have a Superman complex then by all means do it. The advantage will be mine, as this is the match I have wanted since I felt cold, unforgiving steel across my back and the back of my head months ago.

I'm leaving the ring next week with your belt and the number one contendership to the UCW United States championship, as well.

See you then.

Scene fades.

 

[Linguistic]

Another day closer to the big match. The Sergeant is in a familiar place... a gym. He wipes the sweat from his forehead with a clean white towel and looks into the camera. Intensity is etched onto his face.

The Sergeant: The clock is ticking ever more closely to the big day. Me and Dakota. United States Title shot hanging in the balance. Some people would say that it doesn't get much bigger than that for The Sergeant. They'd be right. As far as opportunities go, this is the biggest one for me since I made my wrestling debut almost a full year ago.

Since that first wrestling match, nobody has looked at the Sarge as anything more than a good rookie. That's been the buzz since the very beginning. The Sergeant is one hell of a rookie, but he hasn't got what it takes to compete at the higher level yet.

Victories over the recently deposed UCW World Champion and a host of others in recent history has brought the price of my stock up a little bit. It seems that UCW has been capitalizing on that buzz.

So here we are, with me the closest to a singles title shot than I have ever been.

It can be a little nerve racking, to say the least, but I haven't let this get in the way. I just keep doing what has got me as far as I am right now. I train. I train some more. I eat and sleep, and then I train again.

I am ready for this match.

I'll be honest... it does help a little bit that I despise the man standing across from me more than anybody else in this organization right now. It started out as a simple UCW versus MCW rivalry. It's going to end on a personal note, however.

I hate to be the one to brak it to Dakota, but this is one battle that he's going to come up short in. When it comes to facing this combat tested and mother approved veteran in this particular match, he's going to have to bring no less than the Fourth Infantry Division along if he plans on securing a victory. I'm not even lying.

But hey, you don't have to take my word for it. The way I hear things, actions speak much louder than words.

Dakota should be expecting his ears to be ringing really soon!

Scene fades.

 

[JC]

The last hoorah....

(Fade in on Rico, who is puffing on a cigar and sporting a big smirk… He slowly exhales, making smoke rings…)

RICO: Good evening folks… So far you have heard the Sarge rant and rage over an incident that happened a while back and while he may be justified in his *****ing, the fact remains that he has done nothing but palter from day one… In my opinion, Sarge is a very rounded wrestler, very well schooled; I take nothing away from him, neither does Dakota, and Sarge; maybe in a different time, when you would have been able to focus on what lies ahead of you, you probably would stand a snow ball’s chance in hell of beating Dakota… You need to focus on what eludes you Sarge, and most importantly you need to clear your head and realize that Dakota is like nothing you have ever met or confronted before… Believe it or not, he kind of likes you Sarge… I do know that he respects you one way or the other… Otherwise Sarge, he would never have given you a second thought; I know how he thinks… I have been around him for a very long time… I have a tape I want you to watch Sarge… Listen and watch very closely, listen to what Dakota says and most importantly, to what he doesn’t say… Oh before I forget, Dakota is a mixture of the old and the new, he’s as dangerous as they come and then some!!! He’s going to get very physical Sarge, so I want to wish you good luck Sarge… You’re going to need it… So without any further ado… Roll it…

(He walks away as the tape starts to plays…)

DAKOTA: Hey amigo, forgive me if I led you astray with that “S” comment, I meant it one way but you went and took it another way… You have to be careful Sarge; don’t get your panties in a ruffle… You talk a damn good game… Yep, you most definitely talk the talk…. It’s walking the walk that you’re having problems with, that’s where it all falls apart for you… (Smirks) And Sarge, you are reading a little too much into my bio… Stop worrying about my heritage dude; you needn’t concern yourself with, what I was born into and who my predecessors are… concern yourself with just how clouded your mind is right about now… You want revenge; you want to fight me more than anything else in this world… You want to prove to the world and to yourself, that the old Sarge still has it, that he can come up with yet another hoorah… So here you are given yet another opportunity, the opportunity of a lifetime for you, a shot at the newly crowned UCW US champion… And yet another chance to get some payback… What will the outcome be!? Will the Sarge finally realize his dreams!? Or will his hopes, much like his spirit be crushed yet again!?

(Smirks and slowly rubs his chin, shaking his head his facial expression changes, his eyes narrow as he continues…)

DAKOTA: Let’s get one thing straight Sarge, don’t think that for one minute I am underestimating you… I know you got skills, I know you know your way around the ring… And I can see the anger and the hunger in your eyes, but it was I that ignited that fire up your ass!!! The only reason you’re in the main event is because of me!!! Face it Sarge had I not done what I did, you would be nowhere… I am the hatred that courses through your veins and I am waiting with anticipation for when the time finally comes and it’s just you and me also Sarge… I can talk the talk and also walk the walk… I played enough with you, it’s time to end the hunt Sarge; it’s time for me to show you that I mean business!!! I am going to make a believer out of you Sarge, win, lose or draw you will know you’ve been in a fight… One in which the very best you can hope for is to come out of this through the skin of your teeth… So hate me all you want Sarge, make it personal, it’s not going to change the outcome, I am still going to beat your ass… But you’re right, the clock is ticking, and a US title shot hangs in the balance… But taking you down is worth more than getting a title shot… You want the title shot, you can have it… You give me a run for my money, and after I beat your ass, I’ll give you the opportunity to take on my good amigo Bryan Storms…

(His facial expression changes into one with a venomous trait, his eyes no longer able to conceal his anger, he pauses and slowly begins to grin deviously…)

DAKOTA: Like I was saying, I am not interested in the US title, you can have it… Hopefully they’ll be enough of you left after I kick your ass and you can have the title shot… You better prepare for the worst; you may be a combat tested and mother approved veteran, but you’re coming down to face me and hell!!!

(Glares out to us as we slowly fade to black…)