" #44: A Touch Of Pure Class "

PROLOGUE - Royality; a word that can only describe a man of William Regal's caliber. Ever since William begun his professional wrestling carrer, he has add a new diemension to what one would think wrestling is only for the 7 foot, 330 pound giants. To this very day, the intelligence of William Regal both out of the ring AND in the ring has made him an accomplished Superstar. Being from Blackpool England, Regal's style is unique; It's not the style of your Triple H's, your Chris Jericho's or your Scott Steiner's. Instead, William uses his intelligence and his British background to completely humiliate his opponents in front of millions of viewers from all over the globe. This sunday, August 29th, the moment that England have been dreading for will commence. The RETURN to the squared circle; The continuation of the Regal Regime. Call it what you will, The whole of England are vigorously counting the days. William Regal will clash heads with Mike Sanders in front of a SOLD OUT capacity. Summerslam is lined up to be a spectacular event, one that practically has a license to be written down in the history books. The question that every Englishman eagerly await to be answered is Can William make it a return to remember? Will it turn out to be an utter travesty, or will it evaluate to a perfect comeback? One has to ask themselves, if Regal completes the task of burying Mike Sanders into the ground what could the future possibly hold? Without doubt, Summerslam is a key that can open many lock's; Will Regal take full advantage? Tune into Summerslam, August 29th.. because it's a mere fact.. Mike Sanders will indeed be Shit Outta Luck with the Regal Regime well on it's way to become a memorable success story!

SCENE - The scene fades up inside of the office that proudly belongs to William Regal. The camera slowly pans around the room, taking close-ups as well as distant shots in order to give you, the viewers, a fairly clear idea of the situation. Everything, from furniture to pieces of paper; EVERYTHING has it's own place and is neatly stacked away. Regal puts pen to paper as the camera focuses in on the uniform that William is wearing with honour; A white Shirt, a black vest, black pants and black shoes. Regal adjusts the Gold watch on his wrist carefully before lifting his head up to the camera.

' Goodwill Ambassador ' William Regal: Good evening chaps. Quite a pleasant day outside, wouldn't you agree?

A quick camera shot of the weather in Los Angeles is captured before instnatly concluding with the proceedings.

' Goodwill Ambassador ' William Regal: You filthy bloody Americans are probably thinking to your pittiful selves just exactly why I would waste my precious time on such pathetic matters. Sometimes, I have to wonder.. Why do I persist in doing this nonsense? What is the point in beating toerags down to a bloody pulp? Heh, that's right before the moment where I remember that you disgusting pigs need to be set straight. Let's be honest to ourselves, Please. What would professional wrestling be without your Goodwill Ambassador? To make a long and colourful story for you bloody idiots short, we wouldn't have professionalism. We wouldn't have royality. We would have a luck-luster company with a bunch of half-assed bloody Americans. Does that answer your dreadful questions? Does that give your brain a hint of the direction this bloody ship is sailed in, because I'll tell you now sunshine, without a Navigator a Ship can't function. Without William Regal, Professional Wrestling is merely another American failure. Whether any of you rotten toerag's like it or not, I'm going to knock some bloody sense into every single one of you!

William takes a pause for a moment; taking a mouthful of water from the sparkling clean cup of water that sits just a few centimeters away from The Goodwill Ambassador.

' Goodwill Ambassador ' William Regal: I often wonder, will the point ever get across to you bloody scallywags? It's been quite some time now that I have been directing you in the best possible way. Sadly, however, you numbskull's can't tell the difference between the back of your bloody hand and your right friggin' foot let-a-lone a path in the right direction. The fact of the bloody matter is this; I will commit to eliminating the American TRASH that looms around your neighbour hood. No more shall the rest of the world have to listen and put up with demands from the United States of America. Quite frankly, we are sick to bloody death of listening to America this, America that. It's about bloody time that you open your fragile eye's to the REAL world and realize that it's YOU who is the problem. It's your insane and popostrous decisions that are going to leave you laying in a pool of your own bloody blood once you've felt the power of the punch! America and it's people's capabilities are immaculately poor. You should be ashamed of yourselves; the crap that you bloody come out with is enough to life any established Englishmen a lifetime. This Sunday, on Summerslam, I'm going to make the first step to putting an end to this dispicable behaviour that we have all come to accept just because it's America. Well no bloody more! No Longer! America has looked after herself for years upon years.. Did she ever ONCE stop to think about the bloody concequences?.. I pity this pathetic and despicable country, and even more, the bloody toerag's who live in it.

Regal glances down at his notes.

' Goodwill Ambassador ' William Regal: A prime example is none other than Mike Sanders. A true pretty boy little PRICK that could never be mistaken for anybody but an American. Mike, if you're listening sunshine, I hope you realize what the hell you have gotten yourself into. Didn't your mother ever tell you not to play with fire, Mike? Because I'll tell you now sunshine, I'm the fire that's gonna burn your backside to toast.

Regal is intercepted at the last line by a knock on the door. His attention turns towards the direction in which the sound came from instantly.

' Goodwill Ambassador ' William Regal: Come in, chap.

The door slowly opens wide open where Molly stands with a bunch of papers tucked under her right arm. Molly walks into William's office with a smile across her face wearing black pants, a white button shirt and a black suit. The first thing that pops into your mind when you see her is 'professionalism'. She's one woman that is strictly business.

' Goodwill Ambassador ' William Regal: Ah, such a pleasant surprise. How are you my dear friend?

' Strictly Business ' Molly: It's all settled William. I'm officially in business with you after all these years.

' Goodwill Ambassador ' William Regal: Yes.. I must agree with you Molly. It's been too long.. but now and forever on, The Regal Regime will continue to lead the population of the world in the right direction. With your help Molly, I'm confident that the two dollar bimbo's we have to watch on national television will be guided to a level of decentcy. The trash that this pittiful country has makes me sick to my bloody stomach and the fact that these Americans can sit in front of the couch all bloody day and drink beer AND eat potatoe chips.. is, quite frankly.. It's revolting. Junk Food makes filthy, disgusting toerags and to be quite honest with you Molly, that is precisely what this.. 'country', if you could call it that.. is.

Molly shakes her head out of disgust.

' Strictly Business ' Molly: The woman that are around these days is pathetic. They will do absolutely anything for a dollar, They will gamble, They'll burp at the dinner table.. and William, it's about time that something is done. I'm fed up with the behaviour of this countries people. What ever happened to commen sense? What ever happened to human intelligence?

' Goodwill Ambassador ' William Regal: Sophisticated Americans is a term that cannot be used no matter what the circumstances are. When you think of pure class, pure honour.. the first thing that should come to anyone's mind is ourselves. We are the complete opposite to this preposterous country. Within ourselves Molly, we have pride.. we have heart.. we have that fine and delicate touch of Royality.

William Regal and Molly share content smirks.

' Strictly Business ' Molly: Have you been informed about Mike Sanders? He hasn't been seen all week.. but then again, He's an American. He's a true coward.

' Goodwill Ambassador ' William Regal: That's news to my knowledge, but at the same time it doesn't surprise me the slightest. For Mike, It's the wisest decision he's made in his miserable life to stay home and enjoy the weather. A coward he is, but I've got to admit.. He's not as blunt as I suspected him to be. However, shall that change I will stick to the plan that only pure brillance can commit. My return shall be remembered as the time when America tasted it's own bloody medicene. For decades the world has had to put up with smartarse little runts like Mike Sanders who insist on believing the impossible. Americans often make the mistake of judging my unique and superb way of Wrestling for something weak and controlable. If Mike indeed think's that, he's got another bloody thing coming because the Power within this very hand, Molly, is far too superior to any strength in any bone that Mike Sander's has. Mark my words darling, that bloody weasel is going to be struck by Lightening! ..And it's all in

GOODWILL!

' Strictly Business ' Molly: That typical 'American' attitude that we have all grown to hate about Mike Sanders will finally be disposed of. Sooner or later William, the people will see right through the very little maturity of the likes of Mike Sanders and so on. At the moment, there eye's are blinded by a force that only you can defeat. These pigs have been brainwashed by Presidents and by so called Role Models such as The Rock, Steve Austin, Chris Jericho and The Undertaker. Not anymore; the supremacy starts with Mike Sanders this Sunday Night at Summerslam, one of the grandest stages of them all.

Molly nods her head, practically agreeing with herself. Regal sits back in his chair casually, taking matters in a relaxed motion.

' Goodwill Ambassador ' William Regal: If only there were more of people like us and less of bloody scally wags like Mike Sanders, then the world would pan out to be an amazing piece of history. As it stands now, we've got trash floating around everywhere we look. As for Mike Sanders, The Power Of The Punch is in preperation mode. on Summerslam, I'll knock the livivng daylights out of the filthy, rotten pig and feed him to the bloody voltures! As far as I'm concerned, Mike's fate has already been bloody sealed. Mike, just like an Ice Cube in the sun, you're going to slowly.. eventually.. melt down until you're merely stepping ground. Just for you, sunshine, I'll make it an ABOVE AVERAGE beating.. Infact, I'll make sure you never show that hideous bloody face of yours ever.. again!

The two nod there heads whilst exchanging a look of confidence between themselves. After a few moments the scene fades to the Wrestlemania Entertainment Logo and the credits before re-appearing with commercials that advertise Summerslam.. Which mind you, is only hours.. away..

PROLOGUE - Royality; a word that can only describe a man of William Regal's caliber. Ever since William begun his professional wrestling carrer, he has add a new diemension to what one would think wrestling is only for the 7 foot, 330 pound giants. To this very day, the intelligence of William Regal both out of the ring AND in the ring has made him an accomplished Superstar. Being from Blackpool England, Regal's style is unique; It's not the style of your Triple H's, your Chris Jericho's or your Scott Steiner's. Instead, William uses his intelligence and his British background to completely humiliate his opponents in front of millions of viewers from all over the globe. This sunday, August 29th, the moment that England have been dreading for will commence. The RETURN to the squared circle; The continuation of the Regal Regime. Call it what you will, The whole of England are vigorously counting the days. William Regal will clash heads with Mike Sanders in front of a SOLD OUT capacity. Summerslam is lined up to be a spectacular event, one that practically has a license to be written down in the history books. The question that every Englishman eagerly await to be answered is Can William make it a return to remember? Will it turn out to be an utter travesty, or will it evaluate to a perfect comeback? One has to ask themselves, if Regal completes the task of burying Mike Sanders into the ground what could the future possibly hold? Without doubt, Summerslam is a key that can open many lock's; Will Regal take full advantage? Tune into Summerslam, August 29th.. because it's a mere fact.. Mike Sanders will indeed be Shit Outta Luck with the Regal Regime well on it's way to become a memorable success story! SCENE - The scene fades up inside of the office that proudly belongs to William Regal. The camera slowly pans around the room, taking close-ups as well as distant shots in order to give you, the viewers, a fairly clear idea of the situation. Everything, from furniture to pieces of paper; EVERYTHING has it's own place and is neatly stacked away. Regal puts pen to paper as the camera focuses in on the uniform that William is wearing with honour; A white Shirt, a black vest, black pants and black shoes. Regal adjusts the Gold watch on his wrist carefully before lifting his head up to the camera. *' Goodwill Ambassador '* William Regal: Good evening chaps. Quite a pleasant day outside, wouldn't you agree? A quick camera shot of the weather in Los Angeles is captured before instnatly concluding with the proceedings. *' Goodwill Ambassador '* William Regal: You filthy bloody Americans are probably thinking to your pittiful selves just exactly why I would waste my precious time on such pathetic matters. Sometimes, I have to wonder.. Why do I persist in doing this nonsense? What is the point in beating toerags down to a bloody pulp? Heh, that's right before the moment where I remember that you disgusting pigs need to be set straight. Let's be honest to ourselves, Please. What would professional wrestling be without your Goodwill Ambassador? To make a long and colourful story for you bloody idiots short, we wouldn't have professionalism. We wouldn't have royality. We would have a luck-luster company with a bunch of half-assed bloody Americans. Does that answer your dreadful questions? Does that give your brain a hint of the direction this bloody ship is sailed in, because I'll tell you now sunshine, without a Navigator a Ship can't function. Without William Regal, Professional Wrestling is merely another American failure. Whether any of you rotten toerag's like it or not, I'm going to knock some bloody sense into every single one of you! William takes a pause for a moment; taking a mouthful of water from the sparkling clean cup of water that sits just a few centimeters away from The Goodwill Ambassador. *' Goodwill Ambassador '* William Regal: I often wonder, will the point ever get across to you bloody scallywags? It's been quite some time now that I have been directing you in the best possible way. Sadly, however, you numbskull's can't tell the difference between the back of your bloody hand and your right friggin' foot let-a-lone a path in the right direction. The fact of the bloody matter is this; I will commit to eliminating the American TRASH that looms around your neighbour hood. No more shall the rest of the world have to listen and put up with demands from the United States of America. Quite frankly, we are sick to bloody death of listening to America this, America that. It's about bloody time that you open your fragile eye's to the REAL world and realize that it's YOU who is the problem. It's your insane and popostrous decisions that are going to leave you laying in a pool of your own bloody blood once you've felt the power of the punch! America and it's people's capabilities are immaculately poor. You should be ashamed of yourselves; the crap that you bloody come out with is enough to life any established Englishmen a lifetime. This Sunday, on Summerslam, I'm going to make the first step to putting an end to this dispicable behaviour that we have all come to accept just because it's America. Well no bloody more! No Longer! America has looked after herself for years upon years.. Did she ever ONCE stop to think about the bloody concequences?.. I pity this pathetic and despicable country, and even more, the bloody toerag's who live in it. Regal glances down at his notes. *' Goodwill Ambassador '* William Regal: A prime example is none other than Mike Sanders. A true pretty boy little PRICK that could never be mistaken for anybody but an American. Mike, if you're listening sunshine, I hope you realize what the hell you have gotten yourself into. Didn't your mother ever tell you not to play with fire, Mike? Because I'll tell you now sunshine, I'm the fire that's gonna burn your backside to toast. Regal is intercepted at the last line by a knock on the door. His attention turns towards the direction in which the sound came from instantly. *' Goodwill Ambassador '* William Regal: Come in, chap. The door slowly opens wide open where Molly stands with a bunch of papers tucked under her right arm. Molly walks into William's office with a smile across her face wearing black pants, a white button shirt and a black suit. The first thing that pops into your mind when you see her is 'professionalism'. She's one woman that is strictly business. *' Goodwill Ambassador '* William Regal: Ah, such a pleasant surprise. How are you my dear friend? *' Strictly Business '* Molly: It's all settled William. I'm officially in business with you after all these years. *' Goodwill Ambassador '* William Regal: Yes.. I must agree with you Molly. It's been too long.. but now and forever on, The Regal Regime will continue to lead the population of the world in the right direction. With your help Molly, I'm confident that the two dollar bimbo's we have to watch on national television will be guided to a level of decentcy. The trash that this pittiful country has makes me sick to my bloody stomach and the fact that these Americans can sit in front of the couch all bloody day and drink beer AND eat potatoe chips.. is, quite frankly.. It's revolting. Junk Food makes filthy, disgusting toerags and to be quite honest with you Molly, that is precisely what this.. 'country', if you could call it that.. is. Molly shakes her head out of disgust. *' Strictly Business '* Molly: The woman that are around these days is pathetic. They will do absolutely anything for a dollar, They will gamble, They'll burp at the dinner table.. and William, it's about time that something is done. I'm fed up with the behaviour of this countries people. What ever happened to commen sense? What ever happened to human intelligence? *' Goodwill Ambassador '* William Regal: Sophisticated Americans is a term that cannot be used no matter what the circumstances are. When you think of pure class, pure honour.. the first thing that should come to anyone's mind is ourselves. We are the complete opposite to this preposterous country. Within ourselves Molly, we have pride.. we have heart.. we have that fine and delicate touch of Royality. William Regal and Molly share content smirks. *' Strictly Business '* Molly: Have you been informed about Mike Sanders? He hasn't been seen all week.. but then again, He's an American. He's a true coward. *' Goodwill Ambassador '* William Regal: That's news to my knowledge, but at the same time it doesn't surprise me the slightest. For Mike, It's the wisest decision he's made in his miserable life to stay home and enjoy the weather. A coward he is, but I've got to admit.. He's not as blunt as I suspected him to be. However, shall that change I will stick to the plan that only pure brillance can commit. My return shall be remembered as the time when America tasted it's own bloody medicene. For decades the world has had to put up with smartarse little runts like Mike Sanders who insist on believing the impossible. Americans often make the mistake of judging my unique and superb way of Wrestling for something weak and controlable. If Mike indeed think's that, he's got another bloody thing coming because the Power within this very hand, Molly, is far too superior to any strength in any bone that Mike Sander's has. Mark my words darling, that bloody weasel is going to be struck by Lightening! ..And it's all in GOODWILL! *' Strictly Business '* Molly: That typical 'American' attitude that we have all grown to hate about Mike Sanders will finally be disposed of. Sooner or later William, the people will see right through the very little maturity of the likes of Mike Sanders and so on. At the moment, there eye's are blinded by a force that only you can defeat. These pigs have been brainwashed by Presidents and by so called Role Models such as The Rock, Steve Austin, Chris Jericho and The Undertaker. Not anymore; the supremacy starts with Mike Sanders this Sunday Night at Summerslam, one of the grandest stages of them all. Molly nods her head, practically agreeing with herself. Regal sits back in his chair casually, taking matters in a relaxed motion. *' Goodwill Ambassador '* William Regal: If only there were more of people like us and less of bloody scally wags like Mike Sanders, then the world would pan out to be an amazing piece of history. As it stands now, we've got trash floating around everywhere we look. As for Mike Sanders, The Power Of The Punch is in preperation mode. on Summerslam, I'll knock the livivng daylights out of the filthy, rotten pig and feed him to the bloody voltures! As far as I'm concerned, Mike's fate has already been bloody sealed. Mike, just like an Ice Cube in the sun, you're going to slowly.. eventually.. melt down until you're merely stepping ground. Just for you, sunshine, I'll make it an ABOVE AVERAGE beating.. Infact, I'll make sure you never show that hideous bloody face of yours ever.. again! The two nod there heads whilst exchanging a look of confidence between themselves. After a few moments the scene fades to the Wrestlemania Entertainment Logo and the credits before re-appearing with commercials that advertise Summerslam.. Which mind you, is only hours.. away..
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