Post by The Enforcer on Mar 19, 2013 21:12:59 GMT -5
The scene opens up in The Enforcers office. He's wearing his normal suit and has his jacket unbuttoned to see a crisp white shirt underneath it. He's going through some paperwork when he 'notices' the camera and looks up ready to begin talking.
The Enforcer: "So this week I'm going up against Nick Rissi, who just so happens to be the cousin, or nephew, or civil rights partner.. whatever, it's not like anyone gives a fuck.. of Michael Rissi, the co-owner of Prestige Wrestling. Now everyone already knows that the only reason he's got a contract here is because of his 'connections' and not because of his actual talents. Thats why he spends his time calling out people like Rickman and AJ Flare, people who are more on his level, then ever calling anyone out who could actually be a challenge to him. Someone like, I don't know... me? But when you run away from a challenge like you do, sooner or later it's going to backfire. Eventually you'll run out of losers to fight and then you have to prove your metal against guys like me, Corey Benjamin and a handful of others. And when that happens, when you get caught out and forced into an actual fight, thats where we see your true colors. Thats when the PW universe will truely see you for what you are Nick, a talentless little prick who is only famous because of his last name. And you want to chat shit about how I'm a homo? Mate, your cousin has had forty one matches in EHWF, he's won forty of them and drew the other, do you realise how much dick he's had to suck to get a record like that? Do you know how many asses he's had to go tongue deep in just to keep his unbeaten streak intact? I'm guessing a lot, and I'm also guessing that his 'tactics' have rubbed off on you, thats why you feel an overwhelming need to call people fag's and steer them away from your own feelings. I mean, just look at this face.."
The Enforcer reaches into his desk draw and pulls out a folder, the front is covered with Nick's statistics like his height and weight as well as a few notes on his last match in Prestige Wrestling. He opens the folder up and pulls out a picture of him, he's leaning up against a chain link fence trying to give the camera a sultry look with his eyes, which suspiciously look like they have eyeliner on and his lips look full with a slight hint of lipstick.
The Enforcer: "Personally, I wouldn't be questioning anyones sexuality if I looked like I just took a cock to the face. Who's this guy kidding? It looks like he's tried laminating his face just so the cum drips off faster too make room for the next fagget he takes a liking to. Look kid, I know your only young and to you it might seem that your words come across as vicious, and that they make you look good, but they don't. All it does is make you look childish.. You know you can't match the intelligence levels of anyone here, thats why you resort to calling people 'fags' and trying to think of a way to work 'fag' into there name. I'm surprised you didn't call me 'The Enfagger' after the 'highlights' of your last promo, Mike Faggox? AJ Fag? You need to grow the fuck up dude, I was better on the mic than you are when I was thirteen years old! Your promos make me think you sit in your locker room with a pen and a pad, write down a few 'fucks' throw in a couple of 'fags' and that's it, another fine Rissi promo for the history books. I'm surprised you don't finish them off with the timeless classic 'I know you are, you said you are, but what am I?' because that is seriously how childish you come across. Everytime you open your mouth it's an overload of profanity and gay jokes, and after just two promos, your whole vocabulary has already been used up. Everybody already knows what your going to say about me, they already know exactly what your going to say when you find out who your opponent at the pay per view is. You are predictable, and I'm sick of it already..
The Enforcer puts his picture back into the folder and then puts the file on Rissi back into his drawer.
The Enforcer: "Like for instance, there's no doubt in my mind that you'll comment on the fact I've got your picture in my drawer. It'll probably go a little something like; 'Dude your such a fag, do you touch yourself to my photo, fag? You just want to be like me dont you homo? Fag homo, homo fag!" and so on. So before you do that let me tell you why it's in there. You see, in my line of work I like to know exactly what I'm coming up against and how I'm going to go about my business. When I walk into a new restaurant, pub or pretty much anywhere I've never been, the first thing I do is look around for CCTV. It's just programmed into me, I've been doing it for so long it's like it just comes natural to me. It's the same when I'm contracted to hurt somebody I don't know, or in this case wrestle someone I don't know, I like to find out exactly what I'm up against. So I know everything I need to about you, and I've also got them on Corey Benjamin and Dan.. you know what, he doesn't deserve to steal any more attention away from me so I'm not even going to say his name. No doubt he knows who he is though, so if your watching, don't think I've forgotten what you did. I'll get you back and these are gonna help me."
As he spoke the last sentence he reached into his draw and briefly pulled out two other folders. The one at the back was hidden behind a folder that says 'Corey Benjamin', he shows them to the camera before quickly putting them back in his draw.
The Enforcer: "But right now I'm just focusing on whats next, and thats Nick Rissi. Nick, your lucky, you got this match at a time where I couldn't be happier. Despite being attacked at last week's Disorder, I've still got my Global Heavyweight shot at Escalation of Force and I've got another contract to fulfill this week at Disorder. So it doesn't really matter what happens during our match. I honestly don't care if I win or lose because nobody can take that title shot away from me. And despite what you think, I HAVE earned that shot. I beat the former champ to gain my shot, and Corey Benjamin is only champion because of some lucky reasons. In fact, I was just ONE SECOND away from already being the champion. When Isreal Reed sanctioned the 'fight or flight' match who was the first guy to step up? Me! Who is the guy who's been getting himself noticed every week since Prestige Wrestling opened? Me! So what makes you think you can come in here, have one fucking match, and then think you deserve something more then me? The correct answer is, you don't. You don't deserve shit apart from the beating that I'm going to give you at Disorder!"
The Enforcer leans back into his chair and puts his feet up at his desk. He let's out a little smile before throwing his arms to the side like he hasn't got a care in the world.
The Enforcer: "Then again, I might not even show up.. It's not like I've got anything to lose. I might just kick back at whatever hotel I'm put in for the night, surround myself with a few beers and some beautiful women and relax, knowing that on the thirty first of March I get my shot. And then.. The Next Step In Evolution will be the champion, and Prestige Wrestling will change forever!"
He smiles before turning his chair to the right and looking at a wall in his office. The camera turns around to do the same and on his wall is a poster for Escalation of Force where he and Corey Benjamin are the main attraction. The scene fades to black.