Seeking the Beast

by Batman Sun Feb 28, 2016 2:38 am

As the match between Gerald Foster and Rick ends with Foster being victorious, he brings his celebration to a halt, grabbing a microphone from the ring crew and rolling into the ring.

{{Gerald Foster}}
Brrrrock Lesnaaarrrr, I want you at UnChained......

He pauses to catch his breath, showing off his sweat which pours down his face with his eye make up.

{{Gerald Foster}}
You came out last week. You obviously showed interested. Teased me. You were looking for a fight and you failed to have one. Redeem yourself. Get your fight. At Unchained, let me prove to the whole world what I can do. LET'S FIGHT! Hell, you've been at an upsetting downfall in your career. I get that. And you wanted to prove a point last week by taking me out like the trash you THINK I am. Well that backfired on you and you just looked like a dog who's treat fell under the couch. Unsatisfied. Satisfy your hunger tonight big boy! I'm right here!

The crowd love the eagerness in Foster's tone as he beats his chest and awaits the Beast. However, after a few moments, Foster raises the microphone back up to his mouth.

{{Gerald Foster}}
Broccoli, let go of Paul E's hand and come on out here and fight me! I want this. I want to enter the eye of the storm!

He lowers the microphone hoping that gets him to come out. More time goes by and he looks disappointed.

{{Gerald Foster}}
You can't be serious. I'm willing to throw down. After having a match, I am willing to throw down with one of the most dominant wrestlers in this generation yet he won't....even....show up.....pathetic. Lesnar, you're no beast. You lost your touch. You're just a scared grizzly bear in hiding.

With that, Foster drops the microphone and his music hits the PA System as he leaves the ring, with the show fading elsewhere.