Post by Evan De Parker on Mar 7, 2013 21:29:20 GMT -4
APW.com Backstage Exclusive
Overdrive, March 7, 2013
Moments Ago
London, Ontario
We cut to the backstage area where the crowd boos as the cocky, arrogant Evan Envi makes his way through the backstage area. Despite showing the bruises and battle wounds from his earlier battle, he walks with more pep in his step than most winners would!
Cindy Shannon: Evan-- Evan!
Evan doesn't turn, but stops and his smile grows.
Evan: Yes, Cindy. I hope you've come bearing good news!
Evan turns and Cindy Shannon rushes into frame, looking as if she's just seen a ghost.
Cindy: Are you-- are you aware of what just happened?
Evan: Nope! But I'm sure you'll tell me. Tell me!
He snakes an arm around her shoulders, looking off into the distance with a broad grin on his face. Cindy Shannon sighs.
Cindy: The APW board of directors has decided to... Revoke all of Mania Enterprises' APW acquisitions and assets. After the evidence you provided, correlating with the Quebec City police report--
Cindy pauses as she sees the sickening grin grow wider on Evan's face. She sighs.
Cindy: Mania Enterprises will no longer be partnering with Action Packed Wrestling.
Evan: That's right, Cindy. That's what I like to hear.
She sighs and looks at Evan with a raised eyebrow.
Cindy: Mark Mania and the company have lost of upwards of two million dollars because of this.
Evan: Well, maybe Mark shouldn't be such a spiteful bastard. Yeah? Maybe he shouldn't have-- like some sort of juvenile delinquent-- hired his EMPLOYEES to SABOTAGE his boss' vehicle on camera. Eh? Eh?
Cindy: Is that what really happened?
Evan: OF COURSE IT IS! You saw the videos!
Cindy gives Evan a skeptical look.
Cindy: As a reporter, it's my job to get all the facts-- OH MY GOD!
The camera shakes and the crowd screams! Cindy Shannon flees from harm's way...
As Mark Mania rushes into the scene, thrusting his title into Evan's face! Evan falls back against the wall, his eyes wide in a mixture of shock and pain. Mania screams and throws fists, hard, into Evan's face. At first, Evan grins, refusing to cover up-- until the third shot knocks him to the floor. He grunts in pain, attempting to crawl away.
Mania: YOU'RE INSANE! YOU...!
Mania screams in frustration and charges Evan, hitting him with a boot to the skull! Evan slams into the wall and lies on the ground, his mouth open wide in a silent "O" mixed with pain and amusement. He groans and tries to get up-- but is unable. He falls back to the ground, coughing. Mania kneels down next to him.
Mania: You wanna mess with me? Fine.
You wanna mess with my friends? My FAMILY? Fine.
But you don't-- and I-- UGH!
Mania hops to his feet and punts Evan in the ribs! Evan groans and rolls onto his stomach, his face buried in the ground. Mania lifts his head up by his hair and screams into his ear.
Mania: You do NOT mess with my business. NEVER! NEVER!
Mania looks at Evan with a desparate look; sadness meets hysteria, meets enmity.
Mania: You want me at Rasslemania, Evan? Fine. Fine. I hope you enjoyed the past eleven months. I hope.
Mania lets Evan's head fall. He slowly stands up, moving his hands through his hair. He turns away and marches away from the unconscious Evan Envi as our scene fades to black.
Overdrive, March 7, 2013
Moments Ago
London, Ontario
We cut to the backstage area where the crowd boos as the cocky, arrogant Evan Envi makes his way through the backstage area. Despite showing the bruises and battle wounds from his earlier battle, he walks with more pep in his step than most winners would!
Cindy Shannon: Evan-- Evan!
Evan doesn't turn, but stops and his smile grows.
Evan: Yes, Cindy. I hope you've come bearing good news!
Evan turns and Cindy Shannon rushes into frame, looking as if she's just seen a ghost.
Cindy: Are you-- are you aware of what just happened?
Evan: Nope! But I'm sure you'll tell me. Tell me!
He snakes an arm around her shoulders, looking off into the distance with a broad grin on his face. Cindy Shannon sighs.
Cindy: The APW board of directors has decided to... Revoke all of Mania Enterprises' APW acquisitions and assets. After the evidence you provided, correlating with the Quebec City police report--
Cindy pauses as she sees the sickening grin grow wider on Evan's face. She sighs.
Cindy: Mania Enterprises will no longer be partnering with Action Packed Wrestling.
Evan: That's right, Cindy. That's what I like to hear.
She sighs and looks at Evan with a raised eyebrow.
Cindy: Mark Mania and the company have lost of upwards of two million dollars because of this.
Evan: Well, maybe Mark shouldn't be such a spiteful bastard. Yeah? Maybe he shouldn't have-- like some sort of juvenile delinquent-- hired his EMPLOYEES to SABOTAGE his boss' vehicle on camera. Eh? Eh?
Cindy: Is that what really happened?
Evan: OF COURSE IT IS! You saw the videos!
Cindy gives Evan a skeptical look.
Cindy: As a reporter, it's my job to get all the facts-- OH MY GOD!
The camera shakes and the crowd screams! Cindy Shannon flees from harm's way...
As Mark Mania rushes into the scene, thrusting his title into Evan's face! Evan falls back against the wall, his eyes wide in a mixture of shock and pain. Mania screams and throws fists, hard, into Evan's face. At first, Evan grins, refusing to cover up-- until the third shot knocks him to the floor. He grunts in pain, attempting to crawl away.
Mania: YOU'RE INSANE! YOU...!
Mania screams in frustration and charges Evan, hitting him with a boot to the skull! Evan slams into the wall and lies on the ground, his mouth open wide in a silent "O" mixed with pain and amusement. He groans and tries to get up-- but is unable. He falls back to the ground, coughing. Mania kneels down next to him.
Mania: You wanna mess with me? Fine.
You wanna mess with my friends? My FAMILY? Fine.
But you don't-- and I-- UGH!
Mania hops to his feet and punts Evan in the ribs! Evan groans and rolls onto his stomach, his face buried in the ground. Mania lifts his head up by his hair and screams into his ear.
Mania: You do NOT mess with my business. NEVER! NEVER!
Mania looks at Evan with a desparate look; sadness meets hysteria, meets enmity.
Mania: You want me at Rasslemania, Evan? Fine. Fine. I hope you enjoyed the past eleven months. I hope.
Mania lets Evan's head fall. He slowly stands up, moving his hands through his hair. He turns away and marches away from the unconscious Evan Envi as our scene fades to black.
