Post by Cliff Clinton on Mar 26, 2012 2:17:01 GMT -6
We cut backstage shortly after the Smokin’ Ace’s vs. Andrew Jacobsen and Joe Everyman match ended. The Ace’s theme music was still playing when Steve Awesome comes through the black curtain with a disenfranchised gaze in his eyes. Still sweaty and in his wresting gear, he slides a hoodie that he left on the table, and he flipped a duffel bag onto his shoulder and he starts heading down the hall toward the big door marked parking garage.
“Wait! Wait!”
Brent Sampson’s old gravelly voice yells after him from behind. Needless to say, Steve didn’t slow down.
“Stop you bastard!”
Steve stopped and allowed Brent to catch up. Only because the allure of decking him right between the eyes was being negotiated by his one good angel and three bad ones that decide most of his decisions. Steve turns around just as Brent is arriving. BLAM, right in his balding forehead Steve thought……so good.
“Where do you think you’re going?”
Brent glares at the two time champ with his perma-old man scowl.
“Home. I wrestled your stupid match. Now I’m going home.”
Brent shakes his head.
“Oh no,n Mr. Bates. You have an autograph signing, a radio interview, and a commercial filming in the morning. You don’t have time to go home.”
Steve takes a few steps back, shaking his head at what he saw as shear terror.
“The hell I am!”
“Why do you have to make things so difficult Steven? You know what your duties entail…after all you did sign the contract. Until it ends, you have to do what I say.”
Okay, Steve began to ball up his fist so he could blast this asshole back to lens crafters when suddenly…..Andrew Jacobsen walks up into the scene. He walks right by Sampson and up to Steve.
“Hey….what the hell was that crap out there? You acted like you didn’t even want to be there.”
“Newsflash kid……I didn’t!”
Steve face palms from the frustration of everyone around him constantly pressuring him to do things he doesn’t want to do.
“Seriously…I don’t know what you people want from me but…..”
Andrew steps forward and cuts him off.
“I want a damn challenge, that’s what I want! I want the old Steve Awesome back. The guy that banged my mom and beat up my dad for fun. The guy that made me call him daddy live on pay per view. I want the blast of class, the only one that matters, the guy everyone wants to see and everyone wants to be, the man who entertains the masses and kicks alllllllllllllllll the asses. The Face of the Franchise….Steve Awesome!”
Andrew pauses as he glares into Steve’s eyes. Somewhere in them, Andy could see a glimmer of who he once was.
“I want that Steve Awesome back. So that I can finally beat the hell out of him for ruining my life last year.”
Steve just shrugs.
“Sorry kid……all that’s left is me.”
And with that Awesome flips his hood on and walks out the doors leaving Andrew and Brent to think about what just happened.
“Hey wait a minute…..he’s supposed to sign auto-”
Andrew rolls his eyes and walks off.
“Shut up Brent.”
Brent crosses his arms.
“Do not interrupt me! I have zero tolerance for interruptions and…..”
Brent notices Andrew just left, he fixes his tie and walks off in another direction.
“Wait! Wait!”
Brent Sampson’s old gravelly voice yells after him from behind. Needless to say, Steve didn’t slow down.
“Stop you bastard!”
Steve stopped and allowed Brent to catch up. Only because the allure of decking him right between the eyes was being negotiated by his one good angel and three bad ones that decide most of his decisions. Steve turns around just as Brent is arriving. BLAM, right in his balding forehead Steve thought……so good.
“Where do you think you’re going?”
Brent glares at the two time champ with his perma-old man scowl.
“Home. I wrestled your stupid match. Now I’m going home.”
Brent shakes his head.
“Oh no,n Mr. Bates. You have an autograph signing, a radio interview, and a commercial filming in the morning. You don’t have time to go home.”
Steve takes a few steps back, shaking his head at what he saw as shear terror.
“The hell I am!”
“Why do you have to make things so difficult Steven? You know what your duties entail…after all you did sign the contract. Until it ends, you have to do what I say.”
Okay, Steve began to ball up his fist so he could blast this asshole back to lens crafters when suddenly…..Andrew Jacobsen walks up into the scene. He walks right by Sampson and up to Steve.
“Hey….what the hell was that crap out there? You acted like you didn’t even want to be there.”
“Newsflash kid……I didn’t!”
Steve face palms from the frustration of everyone around him constantly pressuring him to do things he doesn’t want to do.
“Seriously…I don’t know what you people want from me but…..”
Andrew steps forward and cuts him off.
“I want a damn challenge, that’s what I want! I want the old Steve Awesome back. The guy that banged my mom and beat up my dad for fun. The guy that made me call him daddy live on pay per view. I want the blast of class, the only one that matters, the guy everyone wants to see and everyone wants to be, the man who entertains the masses and kicks alllllllllllllllll the asses. The Face of the Franchise….Steve Awesome!”
Andrew pauses as he glares into Steve’s eyes. Somewhere in them, Andy could see a glimmer of who he once was.
“I want that Steve Awesome back. So that I can finally beat the hell out of him for ruining my life last year.”
Steve just shrugs.
“Sorry kid……all that’s left is me.”
And with that Awesome flips his hood on and walks out the doors leaving Andrew and Brent to think about what just happened.
“Hey wait a minute…..he’s supposed to sign auto-”
Andrew rolls his eyes and walks off.
“Shut up Brent.”
Brent crosses his arms.
“Do not interrupt me! I have zero tolerance for interruptions and…..”
Brent notices Andrew just left, he fixes his tie and walks off in another direction.