Post by The Enforcer on Feb 18, 2013 18:05:51 GMT -5
The scene opens up inside the office of The Enforcer with the cameras rolling. He leans back into his leather chair and has a smug smile on his face. He sits forward and speaks in a soft tone of voice.
The Enforcer: "Coming up is something I can't get my head around. One of my opponents, Toast, has agreed to interview me. Can you believe it? As well as being fuck ugly, he's also stupid as hell!"
Theres a knock on the door. The Enforcer shouts 'come in' and in walks Toast! He walks in with a dumb look on his face and holds out his hand for The Enforcer to shake but The Enforcer just looks at his hairy hand in disgust. The Enforcer motions for Toast to sit down but when he does The Enforcer shouts.
The Enforcer: "Woah, not there! That's a thousand dollar chair, that's not just for anybody! You're a 'special' guest, so I've got you your own personal chair. Look.."
The Enforcer points to somewhere that's slightly off camera. The camera pans around to see a small wooden chair wrapped in clingfilm with the word 'special' wrote on the front. Toast get's up with a smile and sits on his chair, it looks uncomfortable but he soon stops wriggling around and speaks.
Toast: "So, Toast do interview now?"
The Enforcer: "Yes Toast, you may proceed.."
Toast: "Ok. So you have your first match this week and it's against.."
He looks confused and looks like he's trying to remember something. In the end he reaches into his pocket and pulls out a napkin with a few questions wrote on it and at the top in big red letters it says 'The Enforcer vs. Rickman vs. Me, Toast'. Toast looks up with a big smile on his face.
Toast: "It's against me! and Rickman! So what are your thoughts on roast duck?"
The Enforcer: "Well done Toast, a very unique question to start off this interview.. Well, I don't really like roast duck and, more to the point, I don't really like any of my opponents. Whether it's Rickman who clearly needs to rethink his whole gimmick or whether it's you, the ugliest son of a bitch on this whole roster. So I'm looking forward to beating the crap out of both of you when Disorder comes around."
Toast: "And what are your thoughts for the future, after this match has taken place?"
The Enforcer: "Well thats not really for me to decide, Toast. My future lies in the hands of every wrestler backstage, in every member of staff and even the members of the public. You see, I'm not here to win titles or make myself famous. I'm here to make money, and in my business every contract is different. One day I might get asked to go after you Toast, which I would do, very easily. Then the next day I might get asked to lay my hands on Ashleigh Martin, Lindsey Calaway or any of the other female talent here. But whoever my next contract is, and whatever match I'm put in I can guarentee you one thing.. I will come out on top. There is noone here that can stop me, especially you Toast.. you know that right?"
Toast opens his mouth to speak but The Enforcer cuts him off.
The Enforcer: "Of course you do.. Anyway, you shouldn't be messing around interviewing me. You should be out there making a promo of your own. Besides, with you around I feel like I'm getting dumber by the second. So, unless you have anything else to say I'd like you to leave."
Toast: "Well actually, theres a lot more I wanted to ask. I've got them all written down here.."
He holds up the napkin to show The Enforcer. It is filled with lots of different questions and, sensing he could be here for a while, The Enforcer quickly formulates a plan to get rid of him. He stands up and walks over to the window, once he reaches it he pretends to be shocked and gets Toast's attention.
The Enforcer: "Would you look at that! It's a damned roast duck just flying around.."
Toast: "Roast duck? Toast likes roast duck."
The Enforcer: "Well you better get out there quick before he flies away. He certainly looks tasty, looking all roasted.. and.. ducklike?"
Toast stands up and heads towards the window to get a better look but The Enforcer stops him. He pushes him towards the door.
The Enforcer: "Go on get going.. You don't want to miss out on an opportunity like this do you."
Toast shakes his head before quickly running out in search of the 'roast duck'. The Enforcer laughs to himself before speaking to the cameraman.
The Enforcer: "How stupid can someone be? But, despite his lack of a brain, at least he's original. Which is more then I can say for Rickman. I seen your promo Rick, and I've got to say.. you really need to find your own personality. You say that the people are bored of the same shit? Then in the next few sentences you just say what everyones heard a thousand times before? What a fucking hypocrite. I'm surprised you didn't finish your interview with 'If you smellelelelel, what The Rick is cooking' because you are, quite simply, unoriginal. And you might think that your the 'man of the hour' but I'm 'the next step in evolution'. That means I am more than just a man, I am something that has never been seen before. And you might be remembered for an hour, but I guarentee everyone in Prestige Wrestling will remember me for the rest of there lifes! Now I'm done talking. Rickman I'll see you in the ring at Disorder, lets hope you can wrestle better then you can talk."
The Enforcer looks out of the window and then beckons the cameraman to do the same. The scene fades to black as Toast is seen outside looking in bushes and under cars for the 'roast duck'.[/center]