Post by mikelio on Aug 28, 2016 17:07:36 GMT -5
The scene starts out with Mike Lio in the middle of the gwa ring. The arena is completly empty. From the view we have of Lio, it appears as if he's put a cam-corder of some kind on a stool about half his height, since the audience is looking up at lio from waist high.
"Right. So. As you can see, we were supposed to have a show today. Only it got canceled. All the people who paid in advance, had to get a refund."
He scratches the back of his head slightly, before walking over to the camera, and stooping down to eye level. The view is then jostled, as if Lio has picked the camera up. The view is now of him at a really close point of view, eye level.
"I didn't realize the GWA was so cheap, as to not be able to afford enough refs to run a show. I mean, what the fuck kind of state is it when a wrestling organization's show has to be canceled on account of NO REFS!?"
More jostling happens, as if Lio is walking over to a corner of the ring. The view now appears to be as if the camera were perched on the top turnbuckle of a corner of the ring.
"I gave Zero Tolerance a shot for a reason. Three reasons actually. Reason A being that they won the match, although I should say "won" if you saw the beating Nick Blade took at the hands of that stripling newcomer. She came within INCHES of beating him single handed. Lucky for him, he was able to get the tag off to Cage who finished the match. I'm half surprised actually that her fucking tag partner couldn't offer a tag. No wait, I'm wrong she refused to tag him in, which actually I gotta give credit to her for doing so."
He chuckles at his comment to himself, and appears to stare off into the distance for a bit before continuing.
"Reason B. I talked the talk. Now, I wanna walk the walk. I am not afraid of Zero Tolerance. I am going to prove, by hook or by crook that everything I have said thus far is completely 100 percent true. Whether it be today, assuming that GWA can somehow find a ref, or a ref can eventually make it or tuesday, or whenever. I am putting those titles on the line against Zero Tolerance, in some way shape or form."
"You say I can't sell a fight? You say that you fight only for what, a premium? Look the FUCK around you Nick. There ARE no premiums. This is GWA not some multi-million dollar company. A crowd is a crowd, no matter what. Whether it's a ppv or not. You ask me, I think you are scared to fight me. Which is completely understandable. You're afraid you don't have what it takes anymore. You're afraid to find out "what happens if I lose to the Dangerous Brothers? What happens to us then?" And by the way, that merc was supposed to be an insult, but obviously you're also too stupid to realize that."
Lio goes off screen for a bit, then returns with the belt in hand, which he jams up close to the camera.
"This is reason C. BUT YOU KNOW WHAT!? ITS NOT EVEN ABOUT THIS I"LL BE HONEST. ITS ABOUT ME. AND YOU. ITS ABOUT ME, WORKING MY ASS OFF FOR THESE PAST FOUR YEARS. YOU HEAR THAT BLADE? FOUR. YOU COME IN HERE, CALLING ME A JOBBER? WHAT THE FUCK DOES THAT MAKE YOU THEN, HAVING BEEN ABSOLUTELY *GONE* THE PAST TWO YEARS. GET THIS THROUGH YOUR FUCKING SKULL. YOU ARENT A BIG SHOT ANYMORE. YOU LOST YOUR CRED THE MOMENT YOU LEFT GWA."
With that, he just up and walks away off screen leaving the audience wtih a static view of the ring, until the feed finally cuts off.
"Right. So. As you can see, we were supposed to have a show today. Only it got canceled. All the people who paid in advance, had to get a refund."
He scratches the back of his head slightly, before walking over to the camera, and stooping down to eye level. The view is then jostled, as if Lio has picked the camera up. The view is now of him at a really close point of view, eye level.
"I didn't realize the GWA was so cheap, as to not be able to afford enough refs to run a show. I mean, what the fuck kind of state is it when a wrestling organization's show has to be canceled on account of NO REFS!?"
More jostling happens, as if Lio is walking over to a corner of the ring. The view now appears to be as if the camera were perched on the top turnbuckle of a corner of the ring.
"I gave Zero Tolerance a shot for a reason. Three reasons actually. Reason A being that they won the match, although I should say "won" if you saw the beating Nick Blade took at the hands of that stripling newcomer. She came within INCHES of beating him single handed. Lucky for him, he was able to get the tag off to Cage who finished the match. I'm half surprised actually that her fucking tag partner couldn't offer a tag. No wait, I'm wrong she refused to tag him in, which actually I gotta give credit to her for doing so."
He chuckles at his comment to himself, and appears to stare off into the distance for a bit before continuing.
"Reason B. I talked the talk. Now, I wanna walk the walk. I am not afraid of Zero Tolerance. I am going to prove, by hook or by crook that everything I have said thus far is completely 100 percent true. Whether it be today, assuming that GWA can somehow find a ref, or a ref can eventually make it or tuesday, or whenever. I am putting those titles on the line against Zero Tolerance, in some way shape or form."
"You say I can't sell a fight? You say that you fight only for what, a premium? Look the FUCK around you Nick. There ARE no premiums. This is GWA not some multi-million dollar company. A crowd is a crowd, no matter what. Whether it's a ppv or not. You ask me, I think you are scared to fight me. Which is completely understandable. You're afraid you don't have what it takes anymore. You're afraid to find out "what happens if I lose to the Dangerous Brothers? What happens to us then?" And by the way, that merc was supposed to be an insult, but obviously you're also too stupid to realize that."
Lio goes off screen for a bit, then returns with the belt in hand, which he jams up close to the camera.
"This is reason C. BUT YOU KNOW WHAT!? ITS NOT EVEN ABOUT THIS I"LL BE HONEST. ITS ABOUT ME. AND YOU. ITS ABOUT ME, WORKING MY ASS OFF FOR THESE PAST FOUR YEARS. YOU HEAR THAT BLADE? FOUR. YOU COME IN HERE, CALLING ME A JOBBER? WHAT THE FUCK DOES THAT MAKE YOU THEN, HAVING BEEN ABSOLUTELY *GONE* THE PAST TWO YEARS. GET THIS THROUGH YOUR FUCKING SKULL. YOU ARENT A BIG SHOT ANYMORE. YOU LOST YOUR CRED THE MOMENT YOU LEFT GWA."
With that, he just up and walks away off screen leaving the audience wtih a static view of the ring, until the feed finally cuts off.