Post by shaunwilson on Oct 5, 2007 9:26:42 GMT -6
Shaun: "Four men step into that ring, and one will be the winner......and it will be me!
The scene opens with Shaun sitting in a lockerroom. He looks extremely comfortable on the couch. His smile is evident as ever as he looks directly into the camera.
Shaun: "Yea Ghost you beat me, and that's fine and dandy. But constantly talking recklessly, is gonna cost you! All the bitches and punk ass pieces of crap you call does nothing for me. You say you kicked the crap out of me? Last time I checked you escaped. Don't give yourself more credit than you deserve. But as far as you tipping your hat off to me.....save it! Our day will happen again, and the results will be totally different."
Shaun continues smile as he reaches for his glass. It's a simple glass of water. What you thought he would be drinking? It's a little early in the day to be getting ****-faced. Shaun drinks a small portion of the glass and sets it back on the table.
Shaun: "But now that I've gotten that load of my mind. Let's focus on my first pay per view. St. Louis will be the site of my next explosive, and incredible performance. The three other competitors I've never faced before, but rest assured my faithful fans. I have scouted them. Now Mr. Everyman you probably don't recall, but I've seen you wrestle many a times. You were at CWF and guess who was the GM? It was me Mr. Everyman, and let's just say I wasn't impressed at all. But hey that was then and who knows maybe you've stepped your game."
Shaun shrugs his shoulders, in a nonchalant manner. He sits there for a quick moment behind sips from his glass. A more rather concerned look on his face.
Shaun: "Now Seth, I would understand if you didn't show up for Mind Games. You just lost a family member, and competing in a match with that lingering around has the makings of a bad night. But if you do go through with that, don't make a mistake around me. If you do, I'm gonna have to put you down. Seth I would hope you do me the same way. This will be only instance were I ain't gonna bash a competitor. I'll see you October 7th, and you've been warned!"
Shaun grabs his glass and finishes it's contents. He grabs the pitcher and pours another glass of water. That concerned yet awkwardly face is gone and is replace with that smirk of his.
Shaun: "Now Sexy Jason do you honestly think you will beat me? You can't stop patting yourself on the back long enough to even apply a hold. That's pathetic when you're the president of you're own fan club! And as far as you having me beat before we step in that ring.....I highly doubt it. It's nice to see that you believe in your talent, but me I don't have to believe. I know how damn good I am! I don't need a entourage to kiss my ass. I'm my own man, and obviously you ain't that much of one. So go ahead and talk your ****, and all that. It means nothing to me, because I give Seth and Joe a better chance of lasting longer than you. Jason my friend you're just a novelty act. Every federation needs that guy who thinks he's a diva, and you got it locked down. I mean what guy walks around calling himself "Sexy?" Right now I don't feel like talking about you anymore, because I feel like I'm wasting my breath on you. I'll be back later, right now it's sleeping time."
With that being said Shaun lays back on the couch, like he usually does. His eyes close and the scene fades to black.
The scene opens with Shaun sitting in a lockerroom. He looks extremely comfortable on the couch. His smile is evident as ever as he looks directly into the camera.
Shaun: "Yea Ghost you beat me, and that's fine and dandy. But constantly talking recklessly, is gonna cost you! All the bitches and punk ass pieces of crap you call does nothing for me. You say you kicked the crap out of me? Last time I checked you escaped. Don't give yourself more credit than you deserve. But as far as you tipping your hat off to me.....save it! Our day will happen again, and the results will be totally different."
Shaun continues smile as he reaches for his glass. It's a simple glass of water. What you thought he would be drinking? It's a little early in the day to be getting ****-faced. Shaun drinks a small portion of the glass and sets it back on the table.
Shaun: "But now that I've gotten that load of my mind. Let's focus on my first pay per view. St. Louis will be the site of my next explosive, and incredible performance. The three other competitors I've never faced before, but rest assured my faithful fans. I have scouted them. Now Mr. Everyman you probably don't recall, but I've seen you wrestle many a times. You were at CWF and guess who was the GM? It was me Mr. Everyman, and let's just say I wasn't impressed at all. But hey that was then and who knows maybe you've stepped your game."
Shaun shrugs his shoulders, in a nonchalant manner. He sits there for a quick moment behind sips from his glass. A more rather concerned look on his face.
Shaun: "Now Seth, I would understand if you didn't show up for Mind Games. You just lost a family member, and competing in a match with that lingering around has the makings of a bad night. But if you do go through with that, don't make a mistake around me. If you do, I'm gonna have to put you down. Seth I would hope you do me the same way. This will be only instance were I ain't gonna bash a competitor. I'll see you October 7th, and you've been warned!"
Shaun grabs his glass and finishes it's contents. He grabs the pitcher and pours another glass of water. That concerned yet awkwardly face is gone and is replace with that smirk of his.
Shaun: "Now Sexy Jason do you honestly think you will beat me? You can't stop patting yourself on the back long enough to even apply a hold. That's pathetic when you're the president of you're own fan club! And as far as you having me beat before we step in that ring.....I highly doubt it. It's nice to see that you believe in your talent, but me I don't have to believe. I know how damn good I am! I don't need a entourage to kiss my ass. I'm my own man, and obviously you ain't that much of one. So go ahead and talk your ****, and all that. It means nothing to me, because I give Seth and Joe a better chance of lasting longer than you. Jason my friend you're just a novelty act. Every federation needs that guy who thinks he's a diva, and you got it locked down. I mean what guy walks around calling himself "Sexy?" Right now I don't feel like talking about you anymore, because I feel like I'm wasting my breath on you. I'll be back later, right now it's sleeping time."
With that being said Shaun lays back on the couch, like he usually does. His eyes close and the scene fades to black.