Post by Vincent Pennington on Sept 9, 2012 18:25:31 GMT -4
Walking alone on a dark street in Toronto, the cars just zooming by and everything seems oblivious to me as I focus on the music coming from my head phones. My hood covered most of my face and the rest of my body covered with sweats. Monday night Meltdown posters just littered the streets here for the pass week. They knew that the biggest wrestling promotion in the world was going to be rocking tomorrow night.
Of course it wasn’t long before my manager Mrs. Sienna Harrison found me. The black shiny limo pulled up next to me. The back window rolled down and there Sienna was smiling at me. “You know it’s kind of hot outside to be wearing sweats Vincent.” She stated opening the door, however she was right. I took off my hoodie and showed off my rock hard body. Sienna bit her lip a little and scooted over patting the seat in the limo.
“We have a promo to do Vincent, come on let’s go.” She said eagerly keeping her eyes on me, I felt a sense of ambush on this one. However I got into the limo and sat next to Mrs. Harrison, my trainer Jeffery was sitting by the driver privacy window, and smiled at me as I got into the limo.
“Vincent, I told you that you needed more work didn’t I? Maybe if you didn’t spend so much time talking about how you are going to win matches, and worked out to win matches then you might win!” He said sounding a bit drunk. You could smell the vodka extruding from his breath.
“Maybe if you stopped drinking, I would value your opinion. Believe it or not just because you don’t always have an eye on me doesn’t mean that I am not working out.” I said as he just grabbed the bottle of boos and started chugging it.
“Sienna this guy is pretty useless, why are you paying him to sit here and drink his ass off?” I asked and but she didn’t answer that question, more like avoided it with a question of her own.
“Vincent this week you are going against a guy named Tek, what is your strategy exactly going to be against the guy?” She asked to avoid my question about the trainer.
“Well Sienna the guy is a shrimp and I outweigh him by 100 pounds. The guy is some kind of street break dancer right? His dream is to hold gold and become a wrestling super star. Well I guess you could say that my strategy is to throw him around like a rag doll and break every bone in his little body. I am tired of taking losses in the APW and I think that I can step it up this week against Tek.” I stated and she just smiled looking into her phone.
“Well I think we are here.” She says as the limo stops, you could hear the driver getting out and making his way to the back door. As the door opens he offers a hand to sienna and assists her out of the limo. Of course I help myself out and all I could see were the dark ally and a camera man standing there waiting on me.
~~~
Ready set, action
The camera started rolling and I was standing there shirtless giving a look into the camera that could rape small children.
“Tek, what are you suppose to be? Why do you hide behind a mask? Are you humiliated at the sight of your own mug? Perhaps maybe you think it’s cool that you wear a mask. I know your type Tek, I have come across many different kinds of characters in the street. One of the many that used to entertain me in boring times was the break dancers. However, I don’t see you as a professional wrestler, you may be a great dancer, but wrestling is not for a dancing clown. Maybe what you want is a chance in the spot light to show people your cool dancing moves. I get it, but that’s not going to help you get to the top or grab gold.” I started laughing a little bit on the inside thinking about how the match with Tek would go. I flexed and gave a nice pose to the camera, my muscles just looking glorious.
“You see this? This is what muscles really look like; these big arms are going to be throwing you around like a lion does to his pray. I call you pray Tek, because I know that when you look at me, you see excellent and you feel the fear of getting in that ring with me. Think about how you are going to measure up to a big guy like me. Tek, you are probably the littlest guy I have ever been in a match against and I am interested to see how your moves will affect my raw power. Don’t think for a minute just because you are a small guy I am going to take it easy on you. Tomorrow night Tek, you and I get into that ring and I destroy every little hope you have ever had. When I am done with you Tek, you will get what I am saying. Dancing clowns do not belong in the ring!” I give another pose to the camera and I could tell that this was turning sienna on. She bit her bottom lip while watching me this entire segment.
“Tek, the dancing Clown, be ready for this monster, this man right here! The blueprint that you want to be, but can’t. I don’t know what it is about you Tek, but something tells me that the better parts of you ran down the crack of your mother’s ass.” I finished and the scene faded to black
Of course it wasn’t long before my manager Mrs. Sienna Harrison found me. The black shiny limo pulled up next to me. The back window rolled down and there Sienna was smiling at me. “You know it’s kind of hot outside to be wearing sweats Vincent.” She stated opening the door, however she was right. I took off my hoodie and showed off my rock hard body. Sienna bit her lip a little and scooted over patting the seat in the limo.
“We have a promo to do Vincent, come on let’s go.” She said eagerly keeping her eyes on me, I felt a sense of ambush on this one. However I got into the limo and sat next to Mrs. Harrison, my trainer Jeffery was sitting by the driver privacy window, and smiled at me as I got into the limo.
“Vincent, I told you that you needed more work didn’t I? Maybe if you didn’t spend so much time talking about how you are going to win matches, and worked out to win matches then you might win!” He said sounding a bit drunk. You could smell the vodka extruding from his breath.
“Maybe if you stopped drinking, I would value your opinion. Believe it or not just because you don’t always have an eye on me doesn’t mean that I am not working out.” I said as he just grabbed the bottle of boos and started chugging it.
“Sienna this guy is pretty useless, why are you paying him to sit here and drink his ass off?” I asked and but she didn’t answer that question, more like avoided it with a question of her own.
“Vincent this week you are going against a guy named Tek, what is your strategy exactly going to be against the guy?” She asked to avoid my question about the trainer.
“Well Sienna the guy is a shrimp and I outweigh him by 100 pounds. The guy is some kind of street break dancer right? His dream is to hold gold and become a wrestling super star. Well I guess you could say that my strategy is to throw him around like a rag doll and break every bone in his little body. I am tired of taking losses in the APW and I think that I can step it up this week against Tek.” I stated and she just smiled looking into her phone.
“Well I think we are here.” She says as the limo stops, you could hear the driver getting out and making his way to the back door. As the door opens he offers a hand to sienna and assists her out of the limo. Of course I help myself out and all I could see were the dark ally and a camera man standing there waiting on me.
~~~
Ready set, action
The camera started rolling and I was standing there shirtless giving a look into the camera that could rape small children.
“Tek, what are you suppose to be? Why do you hide behind a mask? Are you humiliated at the sight of your own mug? Perhaps maybe you think it’s cool that you wear a mask. I know your type Tek, I have come across many different kinds of characters in the street. One of the many that used to entertain me in boring times was the break dancers. However, I don’t see you as a professional wrestler, you may be a great dancer, but wrestling is not for a dancing clown. Maybe what you want is a chance in the spot light to show people your cool dancing moves. I get it, but that’s not going to help you get to the top or grab gold.” I started laughing a little bit on the inside thinking about how the match with Tek would go. I flexed and gave a nice pose to the camera, my muscles just looking glorious.
“You see this? This is what muscles really look like; these big arms are going to be throwing you around like a lion does to his pray. I call you pray Tek, because I know that when you look at me, you see excellent and you feel the fear of getting in that ring with me. Think about how you are going to measure up to a big guy like me. Tek, you are probably the littlest guy I have ever been in a match against and I am interested to see how your moves will affect my raw power. Don’t think for a minute just because you are a small guy I am going to take it easy on you. Tomorrow night Tek, you and I get into that ring and I destroy every little hope you have ever had. When I am done with you Tek, you will get what I am saying. Dancing clowns do not belong in the ring!” I give another pose to the camera and I could tell that this was turning sienna on. She bit her bottom lip while watching me this entire segment.
“Tek, the dancing Clown, be ready for this monster, this man right here! The blueprint that you want to be, but can’t. I don’t know what it is about you Tek, but something tells me that the better parts of you ran down the crack of your mother’s ass.” I finished and the scene faded to black
