Post by Deleted on Feb 19, 2012 2:39:05 GMT -5
February 12th, 2012
*Exclusive WCF.com footage from shortly after the match of the Angels of Death with Jeff Purse vs The Society*
*Eric Price is shown in The Society’s locker room, quickly packing his stuff very hastily as Tek walks in.*
Tek: What are you doing?
Eric: What’s it look like, I’m leaving.
*Eric grabs his bag and quickly starts walking out as Tek walks right behind him*
Tek: I know things didn’t go as planned but…
Eric: Exactly, so I’m out of here.
*Hank Brown attempts to approach Eric for comment*
Hank: Eric, tonight’s match…
Eric: Shut it Brown! I am in no mood for any of your stupid questions.
*Eric and Tek continue walking as Eric heads to his car*
Tek: Let’s talk about this.
Eric: Not now. I need to clear my head and cool off. Tell the guys I’m sorry I headed out early but I don’t want to say something I’ll later regret.
*Eric hops in his car, throws his bag in there, slams the door shut and leaves the WCF arena burning rubber as an audible screech can be heard from the car’s tires.*
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February 14th, 2012
*Eric Price is shown driving mid-day on Pacific Coast Highway near the ocean on the outskirts of Los Angeles in a burgundy Porsche Boxster with the top down with a smile on his face, as he is on his cell phone, speakerphone enabled as he is speaking to Tek*
Eric: I understand, I know man.
Tek: But why’d you have to up and leave like that.
Eric: The fact is I got hot and I needed to cool off after Slam because I did not want to say something I would later regret in the heat of the moment.
Tek: I guess. Did ya hear about my match this week?
Eric: Match this week? No, I had not heard or read, what’s the match?
Tek: I’m facing Purse.
Eric: Jeff Purse? Cool, that should be very good. What about us? Hang on a sec, let me get a drink. Tell me, who are we facing this week?
*Eric takes a drink of soda as Tek begins to tell him*
Tek: You’re teaming up with Joe and Nic to take on Jay Price and Greenfever. Two on three handicap match.
*As Eric is listening, he spits his drink out in surprise*
Eric: Wait, who? Who are we facing?
Tek: Jay Price and Greenfever. What was that noise?
Eric: You’re saying Joe, Nic, and myself are facing the duo of Jay Price and Greenfever?
Tek: What’s the big deal?
Eric: Well, that’s not the kind of thing I need to be told while I’m driving here, I almost lost control of my car, spit out my drink, oh damn it. That’s a very big match.
Tek: They should be no problem for you guys.
Eric: I think you’re underestimating them. I’m in LA right now taking care of some business so let’s talk more about this when I get back to Pennsylvania because … oy vey, this is big.
Tek: Fine, see you then.
*Eric hangs up the phone and thinks for a minute*
Eric: This is not going to be easy.
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February 17th, 2012
*The Society with the exception of Nic Daniels are shown in a hotel room at the Holiday Inn in Reading, PA talking about their upcoming matches*
Tek: Purse is going to be nothing.
Eric: I know but what about our match. In fact, where’s Nic?
STJ: It’s a two on three match man, you need to relax.
Eric: Relax, relax! Yeah, it’s two on three, I know the numbers are in our favor but look who we’re facing, Greenfever and to quote the man himself, Jay Fucking Price.
Tek: So?
Eric: So? What do you mean so? Am I the only one who sees how serious this match is? A title is on the line and we have to face these two. Last week, we didn’t get the job done.
STJ: It was a great showing.
Eric: Yeah, but we need to win this week to show that The Society means something here in WCF. We are nothing without more wins. It’s true that we got rid of the GLS but that means nothing if we can’t follow it up. You heard, did you hear what Jay Price said to us and about us?
*STJ and Tek nod their heads*
Did you see the way he referred to us? Without any respect, like we are the bottom rung. This is a punishment for him because he has to face us what to him appear to be a bunch of rookies. Do you have any idea how insulting that is to us, to me?
Tek: Calm down.
Eric: You don’t get it, that tells me we are not conveying the proper message. This week, this match is huge. Tek, of course you have to and must defeat Purse in your singles match. But we, we have to beat The LadyKillerz by any means necessary. A victory like that would put us on the map, it would elevate us in stature like you cannot believe. Apart from the People’s Title being on the line, our reputation is on the line. I … I don’t want to be addressed like that again.
STJ: Don’t worry man, we will win. We have the numbers on our side.
Eric: I know that but, I just don’t want a repeat of last week. We have to win this week, by any means necessary. Let’s just remember, as long as one of us gets the pin, I don’t care which one of us, but one of us has to win this match. Greed cannot get in the way.
STJ: Consider this, Jay Price hates being in a team. How well could they possibly function?
Eric: True, but these are The LadyKillerz we’re talking about. Did you see that even Shatner likes them? William Shatner for God’s sake! How in the hell are we supposed to compete with that kind of fandom, that kind of respect?
STJ: By winning.
Eric: You really think we have a chance? I mean…
Tek: When did you become like this?
Eric: Become like what?! What are you getting at?
*Eric grabs a glass with some water in it*
Tek: You used to be confident, always sure of yourself no matter what kind of match you were in. Yet here you are now losing your mind, almost like you’re panicking at the thought of even having this match.
Eric: What do you mean? I’m calm, I’m calm, can’t you tell I’m calm.
*Eric’s hand is shaking and he throws the glass he is holding toward the wall where it shatters into many pieces*
Can’t you tell how calm and relaxed I am. I …
*Tek walks over and slaps Eric across the face. Eric gets this angry look.*
Tek: You have to calm down.
*Eric relaxes for a moment*
Eric: Look, I’m still a bit rusty from all my time off so I’m kind of nervous here, especially with the competition we are being given.
Tek: But you have to relax, you had an off week last week okay. Let it go, it happens. This week will be different.
Eric: We’re facing two psychotic, demented assholes in that ring this week or at least one of them is, the other is just an asshole. I guess I just … want to make sure we’re all on the same page and understand the seriousness of this match.
STJ: Don’t worry, we know.
Tek: You’ll be fine guys, I know you’ll kick ass this week.
Eric: I guess you’re right. After all, this is an opportunity more than anything. Jay Price can view it as a punishment to him but this is an opportunity for us to prove that we mean business and that we’re not some guys looking for our 15 minutes of fame. It only takes 3 seconds for us to win so let’s use our numbers advantage as best we can because we will need it. I’m going to go down and get something to eat. Be back in a minute.
*Tek and STJ stay in the room discussing their respective matches. Eric walks out of the room as the camera follows him walking toward the elevator*
Eric: This may be a ploy to get us to rip each other apart but at Slam, we will show without a doubt that The Society works well as a unit and is here to stay for the long run and not only be a part of WCF but to start taking it over. It’s not going to be easy to get there but my teammates all seem to have the right attitude so I’ll have to trust them on this.
*Eric walks into the elevator to go down to the lobby and as its doors close, the scene fades to black*
*Exclusive WCF.com footage from shortly after the match of the Angels of Death with Jeff Purse vs The Society*
*Eric Price is shown in The Society’s locker room, quickly packing his stuff very hastily as Tek walks in.*
Tek: What are you doing?
Eric: What’s it look like, I’m leaving.
*Eric grabs his bag and quickly starts walking out as Tek walks right behind him*
Tek: I know things didn’t go as planned but…
Eric: Exactly, so I’m out of here.
*Hank Brown attempts to approach Eric for comment*
Hank: Eric, tonight’s match…
Eric: Shut it Brown! I am in no mood for any of your stupid questions.
*Eric and Tek continue walking as Eric heads to his car*
Tek: Let’s talk about this.
Eric: Not now. I need to clear my head and cool off. Tell the guys I’m sorry I headed out early but I don’t want to say something I’ll later regret.
*Eric hops in his car, throws his bag in there, slams the door shut and leaves the WCF arena burning rubber as an audible screech can be heard from the car’s tires.*
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February 14th, 2012
*Eric Price is shown driving mid-day on Pacific Coast Highway near the ocean on the outskirts of Los Angeles in a burgundy Porsche Boxster with the top down with a smile on his face, as he is on his cell phone, speakerphone enabled as he is speaking to Tek*
Eric: I understand, I know man.
Tek: But why’d you have to up and leave like that.
Eric: The fact is I got hot and I needed to cool off after Slam because I did not want to say something I would later regret in the heat of the moment.
Tek: I guess. Did ya hear about my match this week?
Eric: Match this week? No, I had not heard or read, what’s the match?
Tek: I’m facing Purse.
Eric: Jeff Purse? Cool, that should be very good. What about us? Hang on a sec, let me get a drink. Tell me, who are we facing this week?
*Eric takes a drink of soda as Tek begins to tell him*
Tek: You’re teaming up with Joe and Nic to take on Jay Price and Greenfever. Two on three handicap match.
*As Eric is listening, he spits his drink out in surprise*
Eric: Wait, who? Who are we facing?
Tek: Jay Price and Greenfever. What was that noise?
Eric: You’re saying Joe, Nic, and myself are facing the duo of Jay Price and Greenfever?
Tek: What’s the big deal?
Eric: Well, that’s not the kind of thing I need to be told while I’m driving here, I almost lost control of my car, spit out my drink, oh damn it. That’s a very big match.
Tek: They should be no problem for you guys.
Eric: I think you’re underestimating them. I’m in LA right now taking care of some business so let’s talk more about this when I get back to Pennsylvania because … oy vey, this is big.
Tek: Fine, see you then.
*Eric hangs up the phone and thinks for a minute*
Eric: This is not going to be easy.
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February 17th, 2012
*The Society with the exception of Nic Daniels are shown in a hotel room at the Holiday Inn in Reading, PA talking about their upcoming matches*
Tek: Purse is going to be nothing.
Eric: I know but what about our match. In fact, where’s Nic?
STJ: It’s a two on three match man, you need to relax.
Eric: Relax, relax! Yeah, it’s two on three, I know the numbers are in our favor but look who we’re facing, Greenfever and to quote the man himself, Jay Fucking Price.
Tek: So?
Eric: So? What do you mean so? Am I the only one who sees how serious this match is? A title is on the line and we have to face these two. Last week, we didn’t get the job done.
STJ: It was a great showing.
Eric: Yeah, but we need to win this week to show that The Society means something here in WCF. We are nothing without more wins. It’s true that we got rid of the GLS but that means nothing if we can’t follow it up. You heard, did you hear what Jay Price said to us and about us?
*STJ and Tek nod their heads*
Did you see the way he referred to us? Without any respect, like we are the bottom rung. This is a punishment for him because he has to face us what to him appear to be a bunch of rookies. Do you have any idea how insulting that is to us, to me?
Tek: Calm down.
Eric: You don’t get it, that tells me we are not conveying the proper message. This week, this match is huge. Tek, of course you have to and must defeat Purse in your singles match. But we, we have to beat The LadyKillerz by any means necessary. A victory like that would put us on the map, it would elevate us in stature like you cannot believe. Apart from the People’s Title being on the line, our reputation is on the line. I … I don’t want to be addressed like that again.
STJ: Don’t worry man, we will win. We have the numbers on our side.
Eric: I know that but, I just don’t want a repeat of last week. We have to win this week, by any means necessary. Let’s just remember, as long as one of us gets the pin, I don’t care which one of us, but one of us has to win this match. Greed cannot get in the way.
STJ: Consider this, Jay Price hates being in a team. How well could they possibly function?
Eric: True, but these are The LadyKillerz we’re talking about. Did you see that even Shatner likes them? William Shatner for God’s sake! How in the hell are we supposed to compete with that kind of fandom, that kind of respect?
STJ: By winning.
Eric: You really think we have a chance? I mean…
Tek: When did you become like this?
Eric: Become like what?! What are you getting at?
*Eric grabs a glass with some water in it*
Tek: You used to be confident, always sure of yourself no matter what kind of match you were in. Yet here you are now losing your mind, almost like you’re panicking at the thought of even having this match.
Eric: What do you mean? I’m calm, I’m calm, can’t you tell I’m calm.
*Eric’s hand is shaking and he throws the glass he is holding toward the wall where it shatters into many pieces*
Can’t you tell how calm and relaxed I am. I …
*Tek walks over and slaps Eric across the face. Eric gets this angry look.*
Tek: You have to calm down.
*Eric relaxes for a moment*
Eric: Look, I’m still a bit rusty from all my time off so I’m kind of nervous here, especially with the competition we are being given.
Tek: But you have to relax, you had an off week last week okay. Let it go, it happens. This week will be different.
Eric: We’re facing two psychotic, demented assholes in that ring this week or at least one of them is, the other is just an asshole. I guess I just … want to make sure we’re all on the same page and understand the seriousness of this match.
STJ: Don’t worry, we know.
Tek: You’ll be fine guys, I know you’ll kick ass this week.
Eric: I guess you’re right. After all, this is an opportunity more than anything. Jay Price can view it as a punishment to him but this is an opportunity for us to prove that we mean business and that we’re not some guys looking for our 15 minutes of fame. It only takes 3 seconds for us to win so let’s use our numbers advantage as best we can because we will need it. I’m going to go down and get something to eat. Be back in a minute.
*Tek and STJ stay in the room discussing their respective matches. Eric walks out of the room as the camera follows him walking toward the elevator*
Eric: This may be a ploy to get us to rip each other apart but at Slam, we will show without a doubt that The Society works well as a unit and is here to stay for the long run and not only be a part of WCF but to start taking it over. It’s not going to be easy to get there but my teammates all seem to have the right attitude so I’ll have to trust them on this.
*Eric walks into the elevator to go down to the lobby and as its doors close, the scene fades to black*
