EUROPEAN RAMPAGE: REPO MAN VS. HULK HOGAN

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Vince McMahon
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EUROPEAN RAMPAGE: REPO MAN VS. HULK HOGAN Dec 27, 2021 14:53:43 GMT -6

Post by Vince McMahon on Dec 27, 2021 14:53:43 GMT -6

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REPO MAN vs. HULK HOGAN

After another crushing defeat at Holidays Beatings, this time from his heated rival Repo Man, the world thought the Hulkster may be done once and for all. Now, at European Rampage, The Hulkster's road to redemption begins! Can The Repo Man make the Immortal mortal once more?!

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Hulk Hogan
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EUROPEAN RAMPAGE: REPO MAN VS. HULK HOGAN Dec 27, 2021 19:18:48 GMT -6

Post by Hulk Hogan on Dec 27, 2021 19:18:48 GMT -6

Hulk Hogan stands alone in his personal trailer on location at an unnamed television show, facing a mirror as he rubs black grease paint into his beard to match the rest of the ensemble; jeans, boots, a bandana, and a pair of white sunglasses. Hogan takes a deep breath and finally breaks the silence, speaking in an unusually somber tone as he works in another dab of paint.

"I'll tell ya somethin', maniacs...the last time my beard was THIS color...some might say that was the DARKEST period of my entire career. Some even say that time in my life forever STAINED the legacy of Hulkamania, and to be honest with ya...I couldn't really argue that POINT. I guess it's just a..cruel twist of IRONY, then, that I'd take an acting role where I have to put on the black and the white AGAIN...during a point in my career that may end up being the LOWEST yet. Yeah, I've made my fair share of questionable decisions in life, and maybe one of 'em...well, maybe one of 'em was coming back to the WWF at ALL. Maybe all the critics are RIGHT...maybe Hulk Hogan HAS lost a step. Maybe I just can't get it done in the RING anymore...maybe I'm just better off sticking to movies and TELEVISION shows from now on..."

Hogan looks down to grab a bit more paint when the door to the trailer opens slightly. Jimmy Hart silently pokes his head through, his eyes widening as he catches a glimpse of Hogan's appearance.

"Yeah...maybe it's just time for Hulk Hogan to go back to HOLLYWOOD full time..."

"NO, BABY! WHAT ARE YA DOIN'?! THE BLACK...THE WHITE...DON'T TELL ME THEY GOT TO YOU AGAIN, HULKSTER, YOU MADE A PROMISE!"

Hulk spins around, so surprised by Hart's interruption that he accidentally rubs a bit of paint up the side of his cheek.

"JIMMY...brother, you scared me half to DEATH! What are you DOING here? I told you I had this gig all wrapped UP, we were supposed to meet over in ENGLAND. I KNEW you'd freak out if you saw me like this, brother, but it's just part of the JOB, I'm just playing a ROLE..."

"I'M sorry, baby, I'M sorry...I know I wasn't supposed to come here, but I have SURPRISE for ya...a special GIFT from some FANS, it's outside right NOW!"

"A SURPRISE?...What is this, some kind of joke? I have twenty minutes to be back on set, now WHAT'S THE GIFT?..."

"I don't KNOW, baby, they're pulling it out of the trailer right NOW!"

"TRAILER?..."

Hogan grabs a towel and wipes the excess paint from his fingers and cheek. Stepping out through the trailer door followed closely by Hart, Hulk spots a shiny, black, nWo themed motorcycle sitting in the lot a few feet away. He walks over and snatches a note attached to the handlebars, unfolding and reading it so that only the camera can hear.

"'Thought you could use this until you get yours back from Repo. Remember what it's like to be a WINNER? We're waitin' to hear from ya'...signed...'The Gang'".

"Oh my GOSH! You were RIGHT, Hulkster, it WAS a joke...and a HORRIBLE joke at THAT! I'm sorry for wasting your TIME, baby, I'll get rid of this piece of junk right n-"

"Hold ON a second, brother...I mean as long as it's HERE, I might as WELL just...take it for a quick spin around the BLOCK, don't ya think, Jimmy? Just for old TIMES' sake...I mean...what's the HARM?"

Hogan pauses in a moment of thought before swinging a leg over and taking a seat, a slight grin barely visible under his blond mustache.

"Oh, I don't KNOW, Hulkster...I don't think this is such a good IDEA..."

"Aw, don't be such a NANCY, Jimmy! You hold down the fort, and if anybody comes lookin' for me, tell 'em I'll be back in TEN MINUTES!"

Hulk quickly cranks the bike and pulls away out of view, leaving Jimmy standing there alone in a state of dismay.

We are met with a close-up of Hulk Hogan, the black and white attire now replaced by the familiar red and yellow of Hulkamanaia as he stands wringing his hands alongside his manager.

"Well ya KNOW somethin', Jimmy HART..it's no SECRET that I've been on a bit of a..run of bad LUCK as of late, brother. It's not BREAKING NEWS that Hulk Hogan has been muckin' around in the..stinky, slimy, grimy BASEMENT of the World Wrestling Federation for a few weeks now, but believe me when I TELL ya..that's ALL about to turn around! Ya see, the winds of FORTUNE, they're a-changin', DUDE! Lady LUCK is set to shine her..pretty little SMILE down on Hulk Hogan once AGAIN, my friends! I'm gonna scoop up ALL the Hulkamaniacs that have stood by my side through the thick and the thin, the GOOD times and the BAD... I'm gonna put 'em on my back, I'm gonna put 'em on my shoulders, they're gonna be..SWINGIN' from the twenty-four inch PYTHONS, and we're gonna...ROOOMP and STOMP our way up out of that basement, all the way back up to that red and yellow PENTHOUSE on the top floor where we BELONG, BROTHER!"

Hogan throws both thumbs up before flashing one of his signature poses, causing Jimmy to jump and squeal with laughter.

"Now everybody KNOWS there's been no bigger THORN in my SIDE recently than that low-down, dirty rotten THIEF that goes by the name of the Repo Man. Ya know, it makes my red and yellow blood BOIL just having to call you that, REPO, because it gives all the good, upstanding, honest, hard-working REPO men in the world a bad NAME! Well let me tell ya somethin', BROTHER...you might like..SNEAKIN' around dressed up like the HAMBURGLAR takin' things that don't BELONG to you, like my BIKE, DUDE...but come this Monday at the RAMPAGE, you're gonna take somethin' that DOES belong to you..and that's a double dose of COSMIC JUSTICE courtesy of the largest ASTEROIDS in the universe! I'm gonna hit ya with the big BOOT, I'm gonna pin ya for the one, the two and the THREE, I'M gonna tear the gate off that stinkin' IMPOUND lot...I'm gonna take my..brrm brrm..HOG back, BROTHER, and THEN I'm gonna give the people back every single thing you ever STOLE in your career, so WHATCHA GONNA DO...WHEN HULK HOGAN AND TWENTY THOUSAND SCREAMIN' EUROPEAN MANIACS...RUN WILD ON YOU?!"

Hogan continues flexing for the camera, and Jimmy continues selling behind him as the segment slowly fades to black.

Repo Man
WWF Superstar

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From: MN
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EUROPEAN RAMPAGE: REPO MAN VS. HULK HOGAN Dec 28, 2021 22:58:45 GMT -6

Post by Repo Man on Dec 28, 2021 22:58:45 GMT -6

Some men do great things in life. Some have everything they want, be it beautiful women, expensive cars, a mansion, riches beyond imagination...Hulk Hogan has all these things, and then some...But one man is determined to take it away. One man is determined to humble Hulk Hogan.

We arrive at a bar - a real shady dive bar, out in the middle of nowhere along some dark country road. A few motorcycles sit parked out front, one of which looks remarkably like the bike Repo Man stole from Hulk Hogan several weeks back. There's also a few run down looking cars and a couple rusted out pickup trucks parked.

The view slowly moves towards the door and it creeks open. Immediately we're greeted by smoke and neon lights. A few of the patrons glance up and give off a curious, if aggressive look before continuing what they were doing. As the view now passes through the bar we see Repo Man at a dark corner table, sitting alone under a dim blue neon Coors Light sign. He sits there staring down at a single coin as he continues to flip it, letting it land on the table in front of him. After a moment he looks up and seemingly pays the camera no mind as he continues to flip the coin.

As we approach his table we hear a voice call out in a rough southern accent-

Voice* Hey city slickers! take ya'lls fancy cameras and hit the road!

Another voice calls out, this time female but just as southern-

Voice* Ya you heard the man! we don't like your kind round' here!

Suddenly a white cue ball flies past our view and smacks the wall to the left, knocking down a framed photo of Robert E. Lee. We finally make it to the table Repo Man sits at however, and he gestures for the camera man to sit down. The view lowers to his level now and he stops flipping the coin, leaving it resting on the table tails side up. Repo Man is wearing his signature wrestling attire for whatever reason, bandit mask included. He cocks a little grin before speaking.

Repo Man* You somehow found me, but of course you did! you always do! always always always looking for the Repo Man! Oh but I understand yes I do! The Repo Man - the man that's made a fool of Hulk Hogan and taken the World Wrestling Federation by storm. You see however, I don't take too kindly to being harassed at my home away from home, and these people in here? they don't take kindly to it either, as you can tell by that rogue cue ball hehe.

Repo Man takes his hand and simulates the motion of the cue ball flying through the air jokingly.

Repo Man* Eh I think you'll be fine, until you're not...you know actually, you probably shouldn't hang around here very long...that camera looks expensive, so does that...wait, is that a Rolex? yeah that definitely looks expensive! But hey hehehehe this shouldn't take long, cause ol Repo knows why you're here! European Raaaaampage, am I right or am I right? Hulk Hogan wants his shot at redemption! The Immortal One wants one more crack at ol Repo, and I'll bite the hook, oh yeah I'm excited! You see since I started my mission to end Hulkamania I've had the one up at every turn, hell the man's bike is sitting outside this here bar as we speak! That's my trophy by the way hehehehe.

Repo Man takes his finger and begins to slide the coin around the table in circles. You can't tell if he's just being obnoxious or if there's a point to it.

Repo Man* Ohh Hulk Hogan, you poor sap you! What else do you want me to take from you? I have your bike and I have your pride, it seems all that's left is your ego, perhaps your career but let's face it, that's in shambles too! You see this coin here in front of me? I've been sitting here for 78 hours...or was it 2 hours? heck I don't know but the point is I've been sitting here flipping this coin trying to decide on the fate of Hulkamania! You see it's real simple, heads and I beat him clean and leave it at that, or tails...tails and I BREAK him..ohh hehehehe and lookie lookie at what the fates have decided on this most auspicious of nights. I mean, I don't have ANY clue what the word auspicious means, but I can tell you what's going to happen to Hogan now!

Repo Man chuckles excitedly and rubs his palms together.

Repo Man* Tails tails tails oh what a beautiful sight. Hulk Hogan the things I'm going to dooooo tooooo youuuuu heheheh. First - I'm gonna hitcha, and you're gonna fall hehehe yeah, and then I'm gonna look down, and I'm gonna laugh! and the rest as they say in Europe - is history! because the world already knows, I know, and more importantly Hogan YOU know that I'm going to beat you. You know in your heart of hearts that I have your number and boy do I love calling it. Hogan Europe is spelled U-R-U-P, but it might as well spell THE END OF HULKAMANIA hehehe because for you there's no coming back from this. The end of this FLING between us finally ends, and I will come out with everything I ever dreamed of, and everything I deserve oh yes oh yes oh yes, and you Hogan will end up with nothing. Your career ended, your ego finally shattered, and all the boys and girls around the world finally knowing that Hulkamania was a big...FAT...LIE. A CON! I hate cons. Hogan...nothing is left to say except - TOOOOTALOOOO!

The Repo Man picks the coin up from the table and tosses it towards the camera. The scene abruptly ends.