Post by Deleted on Oct 21, 2009 20:02:26 GMT -5
Jay Price appears on camera standing with his back to the camera in front of a black curtain with a WCF logo on it. Price is wearing a pair of blue jeans with a white button down shirt and a pair of white Air Force Ones. With the Television Championship draped over his shoulder, Price turns to the camera smirking and begins to speak.
Price: "Ladies and gentlemen as promised I am back with part 2 of the thrilling story about the history of my opponents at Helloween. Last time on Master-price Theatre, we took a look back at the career of the O.B., that's original boudle, himself Logan. Now due to time constraints I wasn't able to go into full detail of all of Logan's "memorable" performances, but I thought the ones I shared really personified his career. Now tonight, we move on to the careers of Doc Henry and Hector Rodriguez."
The camera pans out as Price turns around and walks back towards a table and chair that have been set up for him. Price sits down in the chair and props his feet up on the table.
Price: "Now you may be asking yourself "Jay, why are you only talking about Henry and Rodriguez? What about Anastasia Petrova?" Now those are some excellent questions and I will answer them...later. Now let's get started."
Price motions for one of WCF's lackies to wheel in a cart with a large HD television on it. Price goes to reach for the remote but the lackie begins whispering something in his hear. Price is visibly annoyed.
Price: "What do you mean you couldn't find any highlights. You mean in all of the archives full of footage you couldn't find any damn footage of Henry and Rodriguez worth showing? I mean I know they both suck in the ring but I mean there must be one damn piece of evidence down there that they aren't horrible."
Lackie: "Sir I'm sorry but I looked through everything we have and there's nothing there. At least nothing that won't cause the viewers eyes to bleed."
Price: "Worthless peon, how dare you try and defile the great legacies of Doc Henry and Hector Rodriguez. Don't you know who they are?"
Lackie: "Umm kind of. Isn't Doc Henry the one that keeps failing to win the US Title from Logan? And Hector Rodriguez? Isn't he the one you choked out in a tag match?"
Price: "So you do know them then."
Lackie: "Yes."
Price: "Good"
Price then proceeds to stand up, bitch slap the lackie and then throw him headfirst into the giant HD TV. Price then calmly sits back down in the chair and looks back into the camera smiling.
Price: "Well then folks it seems were going to have to change tonight's schedule around a little bit. It seems rather than showing you some classic clips, I'm going to have to just wing this little expose."
Price kicks back in the chair with his feet up on the table.
Price: "So Doc Henry and I finally get to meet up in a match up. Oh wait that's right we were in the ring once before, in The WAR Match. Now Doc, and please correct me if I'm wrong, you stayed in that match for a total of: 1 Hour, 5 Minutes, 49 Seconds. Now if my numbers are right, that means you stayed in the ring for the third longest amount of time; I of course was in for the longest. Now with a time like that one would think that you must have had a memorable performance, one that would be remembered for years. Well then, One would be a fucking idiot. So how did the all mighty, fearless Doc Henry last so long? He hid like a bitch under the ring. That's right. Many might say that he was the smartest wrestler in the match for that. I say he's a damn coward that only decided to come out when he thought the numbers were low enough for him to survive. By the way, how did that work out for you Doc? Oh yeah that's right, you got eliminated by a rookie. Oh and let's not overlook your one bright side from the match, your single elimination. Who was it that you eliminated again? That's right it was one of your teammates for Helloween, Anastasia Petrova. You crawled out from under ring and snuck up behind her and rolled her up for the pin. Bravo my good sir, you are truly a wrestler at the top of his game."
Price stands up and mockingly gives Doc a standing ovation. He then sits back down and props his feet back up.
Price: "Finally let us not forget what makes Doc Henry oh so special: his neverending quest for the US Title, and the multiple times he's failed. Really now, I understand that at one time you were the Number One contender but how many chances should a person be allowed before someone puts a stop to it? In fact, that statement brings me to the next topic up for discussion, Hector Rodriguez. Hector how many more times are you and I going to have to wrestle in the ring before you realize that you aren't at my level. You debut here before I even signed a contract and yet at last check, I've already surpassed you in everything. Now granted you do hold one DQ victory over me, but do you really want to brag about a victory where the match ended with me bashing in your skull with a chair. I mean if someone beat me so badly that I had to go to the hospital, I really don't think I'd go around talking shit about the win. Well you know what amigo, this Sunday you're going to have another shot at me and I welcome whatever you try and bring. And if your big-mouthed friend Carlos wants to run his mouth for you like usual, I invite him to come down to ringside so I can slap the bullshit right out of his mouth."
Price calms himself down and takes a drink of water before lookin back into the camera.
Price: "I apologize for that, sometimes I just let my anger get the better of me at the wrong times. But you people need to understand that if there's one thing in this world that truly pisses me off, it's people that talk shit but can't back it up. If you're going to have the balls to run your mouth, then you better have the balls to back it up in that ring. I'll be the first to admit that I talk more shit than anyone in WCF, but I dare you to find one person that will say that I can't back it up. Now moving back to the real topic at hand, let's talk about the final member of the team that the ToT and myself will be facing. Anastasia Petrova...okay you know what I'm not going to say a damn thing that's negative about this girl. To be perfectly honest, she's the only person on the whole damn team that I have any respect for. She's sexy, she's smart and she has the power to take out any wrestler on the roster. To sum it up, she's the female version of me, easy on the eyes but deadly in the ring. Now as far as my offer goes, it's still on the table despite what happens in the match. I am sincere when I say that I think you, Anastasia, can be so much more than you already are. You agreed with me that you are in a rut and I want to help get you out of it. If you join forces with me you will have that last piece of the puzzle that you need to regain the glorious career you once had. And in return all I ask is for your services as a valet, a beautiful women to escort me ringside and to cheer me on. Think it over carefully and let me know."
Price stands up and throws the TV Title over his right shoulder once again. He looks over at the WCF lackie still unconcious, lying in a heap among a busted tv and tv cart. He shakes his head and then looks back into the camera.
Price: "This sunday 4 people will step into the ring to try and slow down the unstoppable beast that is the ToT. But you people will come to realize that there is no slowing us down, no hope of stopping us, and no chance of defeating us. The ToT will reign supreme and our legacy as the greatest stable in history will only continue to grow. Logan..Doc Henry..Hector Rodriguez..and Anastasia Petrova, I wish you 4 all the luck in the world. Because you're going to fucking need it."
Price walks off screen as the camera zooms in on the black curtain and the WCF logo on it.
Price: "Ladies and gentlemen as promised I am back with part 2 of the thrilling story about the history of my opponents at Helloween. Last time on Master-price Theatre, we took a look back at the career of the O.B., that's original boudle, himself Logan. Now due to time constraints I wasn't able to go into full detail of all of Logan's "memorable" performances, but I thought the ones I shared really personified his career. Now tonight, we move on to the careers of Doc Henry and Hector Rodriguez."
The camera pans out as Price turns around and walks back towards a table and chair that have been set up for him. Price sits down in the chair and props his feet up on the table.
Price: "Now you may be asking yourself "Jay, why are you only talking about Henry and Rodriguez? What about Anastasia Petrova?" Now those are some excellent questions and I will answer them...later. Now let's get started."
Price motions for one of WCF's lackies to wheel in a cart with a large HD television on it. Price goes to reach for the remote but the lackie begins whispering something in his hear. Price is visibly annoyed.
Price: "What do you mean you couldn't find any highlights. You mean in all of the archives full of footage you couldn't find any damn footage of Henry and Rodriguez worth showing? I mean I know they both suck in the ring but I mean there must be one damn piece of evidence down there that they aren't horrible."
Lackie: "Sir I'm sorry but I looked through everything we have and there's nothing there. At least nothing that won't cause the viewers eyes to bleed."
Price: "Worthless peon, how dare you try and defile the great legacies of Doc Henry and Hector Rodriguez. Don't you know who they are?"
Lackie: "Umm kind of. Isn't Doc Henry the one that keeps failing to win the US Title from Logan? And Hector Rodriguez? Isn't he the one you choked out in a tag match?"
Price: "So you do know them then."
Lackie: "Yes."
Price: "Good"
Price then proceeds to stand up, bitch slap the lackie and then throw him headfirst into the giant HD TV. Price then calmly sits back down in the chair and looks back into the camera smiling.
Price: "Well then folks it seems were going to have to change tonight's schedule around a little bit. It seems rather than showing you some classic clips, I'm going to have to just wing this little expose."
Price kicks back in the chair with his feet up on the table.
Price: "So Doc Henry and I finally get to meet up in a match up. Oh wait that's right we were in the ring once before, in The WAR Match. Now Doc, and please correct me if I'm wrong, you stayed in that match for a total of: 1 Hour, 5 Minutes, 49 Seconds. Now if my numbers are right, that means you stayed in the ring for the third longest amount of time; I of course was in for the longest. Now with a time like that one would think that you must have had a memorable performance, one that would be remembered for years. Well then, One would be a fucking idiot. So how did the all mighty, fearless Doc Henry last so long? He hid like a bitch under the ring. That's right. Many might say that he was the smartest wrestler in the match for that. I say he's a damn coward that only decided to come out when he thought the numbers were low enough for him to survive. By the way, how did that work out for you Doc? Oh yeah that's right, you got eliminated by a rookie. Oh and let's not overlook your one bright side from the match, your single elimination. Who was it that you eliminated again? That's right it was one of your teammates for Helloween, Anastasia Petrova. You crawled out from under ring and snuck up behind her and rolled her up for the pin. Bravo my good sir, you are truly a wrestler at the top of his game."
Price stands up and mockingly gives Doc a standing ovation. He then sits back down and props his feet back up.
Price: "Finally let us not forget what makes Doc Henry oh so special: his neverending quest for the US Title, and the multiple times he's failed. Really now, I understand that at one time you were the Number One contender but how many chances should a person be allowed before someone puts a stop to it? In fact, that statement brings me to the next topic up for discussion, Hector Rodriguez. Hector how many more times are you and I going to have to wrestle in the ring before you realize that you aren't at my level. You debut here before I even signed a contract and yet at last check, I've already surpassed you in everything. Now granted you do hold one DQ victory over me, but do you really want to brag about a victory where the match ended with me bashing in your skull with a chair. I mean if someone beat me so badly that I had to go to the hospital, I really don't think I'd go around talking shit about the win. Well you know what amigo, this Sunday you're going to have another shot at me and I welcome whatever you try and bring. And if your big-mouthed friend Carlos wants to run his mouth for you like usual, I invite him to come down to ringside so I can slap the bullshit right out of his mouth."
Price calms himself down and takes a drink of water before lookin back into the camera.
Price: "I apologize for that, sometimes I just let my anger get the better of me at the wrong times. But you people need to understand that if there's one thing in this world that truly pisses me off, it's people that talk shit but can't back it up. If you're going to have the balls to run your mouth, then you better have the balls to back it up in that ring. I'll be the first to admit that I talk more shit than anyone in WCF, but I dare you to find one person that will say that I can't back it up. Now moving back to the real topic at hand, let's talk about the final member of the team that the ToT and myself will be facing. Anastasia Petrova...okay you know what I'm not going to say a damn thing that's negative about this girl. To be perfectly honest, she's the only person on the whole damn team that I have any respect for. She's sexy, she's smart and she has the power to take out any wrestler on the roster. To sum it up, she's the female version of me, easy on the eyes but deadly in the ring. Now as far as my offer goes, it's still on the table despite what happens in the match. I am sincere when I say that I think you, Anastasia, can be so much more than you already are. You agreed with me that you are in a rut and I want to help get you out of it. If you join forces with me you will have that last piece of the puzzle that you need to regain the glorious career you once had. And in return all I ask is for your services as a valet, a beautiful women to escort me ringside and to cheer me on. Think it over carefully and let me know."
Price stands up and throws the TV Title over his right shoulder once again. He looks over at the WCF lackie still unconcious, lying in a heap among a busted tv and tv cart. He shakes his head and then looks back into the camera.
Price: "This sunday 4 people will step into the ring to try and slow down the unstoppable beast that is the ToT. But you people will come to realize that there is no slowing us down, no hope of stopping us, and no chance of defeating us. The ToT will reign supreme and our legacy as the greatest stable in history will only continue to grow. Logan..Doc Henry..Hector Rodriguez..and Anastasia Petrova, I wish you 4 all the luck in the world. Because you're going to fucking need it."
Price walks off screen as the camera zooms in on the black curtain and the WCF logo on it.