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Post by Deleted on Jan 14, 2013 0:10:05 GMT -5
The show cuts from the live feed of the arena to a shot of backstage, where Les Taylor's seen at a table with a plethora of sandwiches. He's eying them all over, deciding which delicious snack he'll pick out and make his own. As he grabs a BLT on brown with the crusts cut off, he's suddenly startled by the sound of a voice... A voice he didn't get to hear last week. Lookit ya, mate! Pickin' out a sammich for ya self, all by ya self. Does it feel good, fella, that ya can do shit on ya own? Ya?He turns to see Sid Reemer behind him, his world famous "kindle stick" in one hand, and a half finished bottle of cheap whiskey in his other. Behind Sid was Arthur York, who was in the process of propping a desk up to the only door leaving the room, locking the three men in.You're a big shot over across the pond, ya? Well, in case ya didn't notice... we're kinda big shots in the places that matter, ya know?
We're big shots in 'Murica. Big shots in the bar. Big shots in the ring, and out side of it, too, ya know?
So, last week, we heard ya makin' poor words about us, an' ya know.... it kinda... pissed us off. Ya truly didn't think that we'd beat 'England'... in our own game?[/b][/center][/color]
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Post by Deleted on Jan 15, 2013 23:12:39 GMT -5
As his manager it is my job to promote England as the best thing this side of the pond. But regardless, I did think he would beat you. He has all the talent needed, afterall. And several of our reqeusts were not met. We said we wanted you early in the night, so that you were fresh. 10pm here in 'Murica is 2am back home, so by the time we fought you in the second to last match, we were already tired...
Sid and Arthur laugh, did he really expect them to believe that?
We said that we wanted to fight you, Sid. We had no idea that at the last possible second, your missing in action partner would return to save your bacon. Good to see you have returned, though, Arthur. We were all beginning to worry that you were still in a pub somewhere celebrating your X-Rated title "victory". And I use victory with airquotes because it took the two of you to beat Ceasar. Just like it took the two of you to beat England. It was, afterall chaps, Arthur who got ejected from the ring side area first, for getting too involved and hands-on with my client. I know how to play a fair manager. I didn't touch a hair on your pretty little head, now did I Sid?
Sid steps forward, menacingly.
I fully expect that you two boys will soon send my old, fat ass crashing through this catering table, I should give you fair warning that Her Majesty's countrymen all stick together. There's a reason why Ethan Quinn wasn't able to get England one on one last week, and he got Bobby Williams instead. We have big plans for ViralPro, and we won't run away after our first couple of bumps and bruises.
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Post by Deleted on Jan 15, 2013 23:53:15 GMT -5
Bumps and bruises? Ya old bastard, ya gunna have some serious breaks and tears. If ya gunna bitch 'bout bein' tired, how bout ya spend 48 hours awake completely shit faced before fightin' some fuckin' Brit at 10pm, then talk to me 'bout bein' tired. Sid raises his Kendo stick up, the tip of his favorite weapons was now rested on Les Taylor's chin. He sends a sinister grin Les' way.Now, ya said ya had some plans for England and Quinn t'night, and that's fuckin' great and all, but the thing is, me and Arthur here have some plans for ourselves... Ya see, we're on a bit of a roll lately beatin' up ya crooked teeth English bastards. Ethan Quinn the world's biggest faggot fell ta me. Your little worm, England, fell ta me. Now, 'mate', we gotta ya all alone.. And we have a wee bit of a bidness proposal for ya...
See, ya got a few options of bidness...Les gulps, knowing that none of these options would benefit him.T'night, you've got 3 choices of yours and your clients fate, an' they goes somethin' like this...
First choice, you can get the beating of your life, right here, and right now. You're lookin' at the type of beatin' that takes ya not days, not months, but literally years to recover from, if ya even can recover.
Second choice is, ya give us your client, England, in a 2 on 1 hardcore match for our strap.
Lastly.... I get you, with Arthur by my side, "one on one"
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Post by Deleted on Jan 16, 2013 0:13:31 GMT -5
Les gulps, looking down his nose at the kendo stick. He didn't want to spend years on the recovery list, and he didn't fancy the idea of seeing if Sid was simply over exaggerating.
He couldn't throw England to the wolves in a 2 on 1 situation. As much as he cared for the man behind the mask, right now he was his meal ticket and his only 'in' as far as American mainstream wrestling was concerned.
I... I haven't wrestled in years lad. I train people now. When you say Arthur will be by your side you mean he'll be ringside managing, getting involved again, right?
That was still a bum deal, as everyone had seen last week exactly how involved Arthur had been in the match in comparison to himself, but it seemed like the safest choice. He couldn't exactly back-down now after all his talk. At least he would have the referee around to stop the match if the beating was too bad. He just hoped it wasn't going to be an X-Rated match again.
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