6-8-3

[Odin Balfore]

" 6 - 8 - 3 "

RP1
UWA- Rush Hour
9/26
Singles Match

Odin Balfore
vs.
Colt Forte




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Scene One - What’s Real
( A Monologue. )


Last week Odin walked through Classy J, the man that called him out and dared him to flex his muscle got what he asked for. I’m sure now he’s reconsidering his life choices. That’s the thing about Odin Balfore, he makes you reconsider and re-evaluate your life. Last week what Odin Balfore did was take a man filled with arrogance and deflated his ego. You don’t step to Odin Balfore and those that arn;t smart enough to know that instinctively soon figure it out either on their own or by the hard way.

This week there’s a man who chooses to do it the hard way. Colt Forte, formally known as Destiny has come back with a chip on his shoulders, a chip that he thinks makes him special.. A chip that Odin balfore will soon knock off an expose Colt to the harsh reality that comes with getting on the bad side of The Nordic Tank.

You think you know the man… but Monday night you’ll know the myth and find out that both are far more real then you expect.


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Scene Two - What’s Not
Location: Hammerfest, Norway.


* Odin Balfore walks along the icy edges of the Norwegian Sea as the moon ducks in an out of cloud cover, high over head. The star twinkle in the purity of the night sky and the only sounds you can hear is of the violent tranquility of waves meeting sand. The ebb and flow of the sea offer a kind melody for the Giant whose ancestors once called this sea home and today Odin visits every now an again to gain prospective on life. Odin continues to walk as he looks into the camera as it follows along by his side. *

Odin: When does one truly know themselves; more to the fact, when does one know somebody else? What I want to know Colt is how you think you know me? You think you know me because you saw two matches? That’s everything you need to know about the living legend himself, the bad motha fucka himself, the myth that is Odin Balfore? I don’t need you to tell me how good of a talent I am, I have a resume much larger then yours that can attest to that. What gets me the most is that you fill yourself up with so much confidence going into this match, maybe your trying to compensate for something, maybe your not. I’m not a mind reader.

* We know because you can barely read. *

Odin: Although, you feel I don’t take anything seriously where as you do. You take things seriously because your worried about proving a point, maybe a point that you and your little friends that have yet to be seen can actually do something when push comes to shove but me.. I take it easy. Not because I’m an aging man or because I’m going to rest on my past but because I can. Those who don’t know, heard the stories about me. Those who know .. Wish that they didn’t.

You look up to your god for your peace and salvation where as I look up onto mine. What this all comes down to Colt is what you learned from UWA.. What you learned from UWA? What have you learned from UWA? How to no show ? How to change your name and think your going to come back and do as you please? Just because you killed a few green horn jobbers then up and left doesn’t make you anything special, it just makes you the same as everything else that’s wrong with this industry.

The fact that you think you can talk down to me or even up to me and give me my just due is insulting and grounds enough for me to walk into the ring and just crush you with one hand. Lets not kid ourselves either, we both know that if I want too, I’ll kill you. I don’t mean metaphorically.. I mean, tell your mom to make your funeral arrangements and to make it a close casket because Odin Balfores gonna kill you, kind of kill you. I’m not sure its because you walked through a few jobbers or that you once a long, long time ago toppled a company that makes you feel the way you do but its something that I’ve seen play out before and you really aren’t no different. So let me tell you how this is going to go :

Step One : you’re going to talk a seemingly well thought out pile of shit that really doesn’t mean a whole lot of nothing because you in reality, have no idea who I am.

Step Two: Continue to talk said non sense until I get you in the ring and completely decimate you like the insignificant little piece of shit that you are

Step Three: I’m going to go and have myself a beer and a turkey sandwich and wait for the next asshole to come along just like you.

Step Four: Repeat steps one through three

So look out at the heavens, where amongst these stars are you special; you aren’t! You’re Colt Forte, previously known as Destiny, formerly known as Prince before you turned yourself into a symbol. So I’m as great as you think I am and your pretty much sucking my cock so I don’t crush your wind pipe in a few days, you really ruined yourself because I wanna whoop your jobber ass even more then I did a few moments ago. You pretty much said that yeah I’m good but I’m not better then you but on what grounds am I lacking behind you? Because I wasn’t in the first little set of jobbers here? well let me tell you something, with out me this place wouldn’t be here. People won’t come here to fight Colt Forte, previously Destiny, formerly known as Prince.. They’ll come here because Odin Balfore is here. They’ll come to UWA because The Maverick Elite is here, The Nordic tank is here because the greatest myth in wrestling lives HERE IN UWA…

* Odin stops suddenly and puts his hand to his mouth like he made a mistake. *

Odin: oh.. I’m sorry, was that not part of your original plan? You asked the world the other day, whats changed since you left? Well I’m here. That’s all you need to know, I’m here and I call the shots not you. How can I be so confident that I call the shots; are you going to stop me?

* Please say yes, I love it when they say yes. *

Odin: I very much hope that you think you are so that I can put you in line with the other six hundred an eighty two wrestlers I put in their place..

* no, he didn’t sat that wrong. 6-8-2. You got it. *

Odin: Six hundred an Eighty two wins, thirty one losses, twelve years. After I beat you, and I will beat you Colte.. After I beat you, you will lose all identity. You’ll no longer be who ever it is you think you are, were or will be. This Order of Chaos doesn’t really matter either because you’ll just be a number, a statistic.. Number six hundred an eighty three. You’ll be the umpteenth guy to come at me how your trying too, only to fail an its said but hey.. You said it yourself. You’re not a good wrestler but you try, you hope.. Aww, that’s cute.

* He likes Hope, it gives him a chubby. *

Odin: You hope that you’re a good wrestler, you try to be a good wrestler. After twelve years boy.. You better do a lot better then hope because Hope can kill a man, just like I’m going to KILL YOU! You said that you’re not warriors, you’re not wrestler but nothing bad ever came up from trying?

* Odin turns as he slowly walks towards the camera, a slight smirk creeps up on his face that turns into a wicked smile. *


Guys like you, don’t know wrestling. I know for a fact that guys like you don’t know wrestling an I don’t give a damn about your little pussy ass faction because mine, TPA, its legendary in this business and when we get back together, it’ll be open season on EVERYTHING that you hold dear in this world.. Sinply because we can. So I’m going to tell you what bad comes from trying in this business against those you have no right or reason to be in the ring with in the first place.. Pain.. Not that pain and suffering sorta thing that a lot of people talk about but true pain, the pain that comes when a man whose just a bout four hundred pounds steps on your chest and you can feel your lungs collapse and the blood expand into your eye balls. That sorta pain. So ask yourself what bad can come from trying Odin Balfore.. You lose everything. You become a number. That hope that you cling too, abandons you but my shadow will not. After Rush Hour the greatest thing you’ll be known for isn’t being part of UWA’s Original plan, no. You won’t even be known for your past glories.. You’ll be known as number six- eight - three.

So what bad comes from Odin Balfore? Everything because I’ll take it all away from you and leave you with nothing but regret, regret for the day that you challenged Odin Balfore, you weak, pathetic fool.. Now get on your knees and look up to the sky and pray to your god because on Monday night, you’ll be doing the same thing but you’ll call him something different.. You’ll be calling him The Bad Motha Fuka.. Odin Balfore..

But unlike your god I’m not kind, merciful or understanding. I don’t care about your family or friends, I don’t even care about you.. And you will know my name is the lord when I lay my vengeance down upon thee with great force and furious Anger.. This ain’t church boy, this is wrestling an I’m taking your ass to the wood shed. It’s going to take more then “ try” or “ desire “ to beat me.. It’s gonna take a fucking miracle but Price, I’m all out of fucking miracles so you’ll just have to make due with what I give you

a number, number six- eight- three.. Remember that when you’re in the ring and your all pumped up to face me and my music hits and your gut sinks into your feet and I walk out and my fans are singing a lot to my entrance theme, a war cry to the warriors to the sheep like you who will soon be slaughter. Your throat will well up as you try to push it back down when you come upon the sheer size of me and you know that your pretty much fucked, that’s its all basically over for you. Maybe you’ll try hard, maybe you’ll get a shot in here or there but that’s all it’ll be. It’ll be as I say it’ll be until I get board or pissed off enough to end it and pick you up and slam you down with my mark, breaking your back, spirit and individuality.. Seems you got a few days of praying ahead of you boy.. Better get started..

So I have spoken, so it shall come to pass.

* Odin walks off as the camera pans upward towards the twinkling night sky and fades in on it , symbolizing the fading potential that was Colt Forte. *


~FINN