Post by The Ringmaster on Jun 30, 2007 13:12:00 GMT -5
The scene opens up with The Ringmaster sleeping rather awkwardly in the locker room. The locker room is rather small and cramped. Ringmaster is sleeping in the center of the floor. His head and shoulders are lying on one steel chair, his midsection is lying on another chair, and his legs are laying inside of a third chair. The GCW roster is dressing, after the GCW event, Open The Gate. Ringmaster starts to stir and starts to talk in his sleep.
RM: *groggily* Winner and new champion, The Ringmaster...
The locker room starts to explode into a mass of chuckles. They watch Ringmaster get comfortable, before he starts to stir some more. Everyone in the locker room turns around and pretends to be doing something. Ringmaster turns his body on to his stomach and starts to speak again.
RM: Of course I want a parade, I'm the GCW Evolution champion...
The locker room chuckles slightly again, laughing at Ringmaster's dreamful talking. The locker room gets quickly uninterested and goes back to what they are doing.
Arik Arrogance finishes what he was doing in the locker room and looks around suspiciously. He then laughs and walks to his locker. He slowly removes 2 airhorns. He tip-toes slowly across the locker room, until he gets to The Ringmaster. He holds in laughter as he puts the 2 airhorns to The Ringmaster's ears. He cringes and then pulls the triggers, releasing an enormous noise.
The whole locker room erupts into laughter as Ringmaster flails helplessly. His body falls to the ground in a tangle of steel. Ringmaster looks extremely angry and starts to swear excessively in his Boston accent.
RM: God Damnit, You pieces of shit! I outghta rip your fuckin' balls off, fuckers. You fucking motherfuckers. When I get my fucking hands on you...
The locker room keeps laughing, as Ringmaster tries to untangle his legs in the chair. The locker room then flees, running and laughing as they sprint down the hall. Ringmaster gets his feet untangled and grabs the first chair he sees. He sprints down the corridor, chasing after the culprit.
RM: QUIT RUNNNIG MOTHERFUCKERS!
The Ringmaster runs swiftly down the long, white corridor and stops at the end of the corridor, huffing.
Kyle Wilton walks down the hall and stops in front of The Ringmaster. He signals to his camera crew and starts to get ready for and interview. Kyle straightens his tie, as Ringmaster fixes his ruffled hair.
Wilton: Well, I'm here in the arena with none other than The Ringmaster!
Ringmaster smiles, with his perfect white teeth.
Ringmaster: Sup.
Wilton: Youve certainly proved that you have potential, in your first two victories! Despite your disappointing loss at Open The Gate, how do you think you'll fare against the rest of the GCW roster in the future?
RM: Well, you know, I appreciate the fact that Dave Milan gave it his all, and I'm proud of my performance. I only wish that someday we can meet again in the ring, but only time will tell.
Wilton: So, do you think you will someday win a championship in GCW?
RM: I'll certainly try. I've been dreaming of getting a belt around my waist, but I'll do whatever it takes to keep this business first.
Wilton: Interesting. Finally, what were you doing with that chair?
RM:
, I guess that a little of my Boston temper got the best of me.
GWF Bill: ¬_¬
RM: Look, thanks for the interview, but I have a little business to attend to...
Ringmaster places his chair against the wall and starts to walk down the hall, shouting down the corridor.
RM: Arik! I'm sorry. I guess my temper got the best of me. Friends?
RM: *groggily* Winner and new champion, The Ringmaster...
The locker room starts to explode into a mass of chuckles. They watch Ringmaster get comfortable, before he starts to stir some more. Everyone in the locker room turns around and pretends to be doing something. Ringmaster turns his body on to his stomach and starts to speak again.
RM: Of course I want a parade, I'm the GCW Evolution champion...
The locker room chuckles slightly again, laughing at Ringmaster's dreamful talking. The locker room gets quickly uninterested and goes back to what they are doing.
Arik Arrogance finishes what he was doing in the locker room and looks around suspiciously. He then laughs and walks to his locker. He slowly removes 2 airhorns. He tip-toes slowly across the locker room, until he gets to The Ringmaster. He holds in laughter as he puts the 2 airhorns to The Ringmaster's ears. He cringes and then pulls the triggers, releasing an enormous noise.
The whole locker room erupts into laughter as Ringmaster flails helplessly. His body falls to the ground in a tangle of steel. Ringmaster looks extremely angry and starts to swear excessively in his Boston accent.
RM: God Damnit, You pieces of shit! I outghta rip your fuckin' balls off, fuckers. You fucking motherfuckers. When I get my fucking hands on you...
The locker room keeps laughing, as Ringmaster tries to untangle his legs in the chair. The locker room then flees, running and laughing as they sprint down the hall. Ringmaster gets his feet untangled and grabs the first chair he sees. He sprints down the corridor, chasing after the culprit.
RM: QUIT RUNNNIG MOTHERFUCKERS!
The Ringmaster runs swiftly down the long, white corridor and stops at the end of the corridor, huffing.
Kyle Wilton walks down the hall and stops in front of The Ringmaster. He signals to his camera crew and starts to get ready for and interview. Kyle straightens his tie, as Ringmaster fixes his ruffled hair.
Wilton: Well, I'm here in the arena with none other than The Ringmaster!
Ringmaster smiles, with his perfect white teeth.
Ringmaster: Sup.
Wilton: Youve certainly proved that you have potential, in your first two victories! Despite your disappointing loss at Open The Gate, how do you think you'll fare against the rest of the GCW roster in the future?
RM: Well, you know, I appreciate the fact that Dave Milan gave it his all, and I'm proud of my performance. I only wish that someday we can meet again in the ring, but only time will tell.
Wilton: So, do you think you will someday win a championship in GCW?
RM: I'll certainly try. I've been dreaming of getting a belt around my waist, but I'll do whatever it takes to keep this business first.
Wilton: Interesting. Finally, what were you doing with that chair?
RM:
, I guess that a little of my Boston temper got the best of me.GWF Bill: ¬_¬
RM: Look, thanks for the interview, but I have a little business to attend to...
Ringmaster places his chair against the wall and starts to walk down the hall, shouting down the corridor.
RM: Arik! I'm sorry. I guess my temper got the best of me. Friends?
