Post by Steve Catt on May 7, 2007 12:23:45 GMT -5
:::Fade in to the same type of scene as last time with Steve Carr and Merc sitting around drinking.:::
Merc: So have you heard back from Outcast yet?
Steve: No, not yet. He has his own business to take care of. I'll let you know if he gets back to me and then maybe we can all do a promo.
Merc: Why?
Steve: Well for one thing, it's important to show unity. It seems like we've all been kind of doing our own stuff and that could be interpreted as weakness. Besides that, it's just how it's done in the business.
Merc: What do you mean?
Steve: I mean we have a match coming up, so we get on camera and say things about it, and then so do they, back and forth. You should be used to that by now.
Merc: Well, yeah, I've been doing it, I just don't really get why.
Steve: It's drama. People want to see how much we all hate each other. It gets them more excited for the matches. Ratings.
Merc: I've got a lot to learn. How do you know so much about all this?
Steve: About all what?
Merc: This business.
Steve: I don't know, it just seems like common sense to me, but it isn't. I guess that's how you know if you have a talent for something or not. Anyone can learn, and of course I had to learn some things by myself, too, but talent is when it just comes naturally.
Merc: Yeah, I know what you mean.
Steve: Anyway, I wouldn't worry about it too much. If all goes well, you're not going to be needed around here too much longer.
Merc: I have to say I'm a little conflicted about that.
Steve: Well, deal with it. I don't think Seth is going to be too enthusiastic about keeping you on when the money stops coming from me.
Merc: Oh come on, I beat Jack of Blades! How am I not a draw?
Steve: Fluke.
Merc: Was not.
Steve: Doesn't matter, that's what everyone thinks. Perception is nine-tenths of the law.
Merc: That's supposed to be 'posession'.
Steve: Yes, I know, it was a play on words.
Merc: Oh.
Steve: I'll tell you what, I'm getting pretty sick of having to explain every metaphor, figure of speech and idiom. At least you have an excuse. No one expects you to be smart. But some people I really expected better from.
Merc: Not everyone can be as smart as they think they are.
:::Steve raises his can of beer.:::
Steve: To perception.
:::He takes a long drink.:::
Merc: Want me to turn on the camera?
Steve: Ahh....it's already on.
Merc: What?
Steve: Yeah, I just turned it on while I was setting it up.
Merc: Um...O.K.
Steve: Hey, reality TV. Ratings!
Merc: Ugh.
Steve: I'm just messing with you. I just didn't want to be bothered to get back up and turn it on after setting it up.
Merc: So, should we start this promo now?
Steve: Sure, read off the match.
Merc: ...Reckless Jack...
Steve: Tired. Played out. I really don't think anyone cares anymore. Maybe he'll fall on his head trying to do a 1080 spin off the cheap seats and then we'll finally be rid of him.
Merc: Jay Williams?
Steve: No one cared to begin with. Next.
Merc: The Red River Mafia.
Steve: Making fun of a couple of nobodies that were here for way too long. I like it. As far as wrestling ability, though, nothing to worry about. Too unfocused, not enough control.
Merc: Is that it?
Steve: Hey, you can't expect me to use my A-material on a match I'm not even in. Which I'm still really annoyed at.
Merc: Are you going to be at ringside?
Steve: Doubt it. I've seen that you and Outcast can take care of yourselves. He'll probably get Rick and Davey to stand out there. I mean it seems to me that's pretty much what Rick is here for. He's not on the roster.
Merc: Alright, I guess that's all taken care of then.
Steve: Don't tell me Mr. Fair-Play-Goody-Two-Shoes wanted someone at ringside.
Merc: Hey, I was just a little concerned about someone interfering. It could get crazy out there with the six of us.
Steve: Well, good, now you're starting to get it. You'll do fine.
:::He stands up and walks away.:::
Merc: Um...were you going to turn this off?
:::No response. Merc stands up and walks towards the camera.:::
Merc: I have to do everything around here...now where's the button on this? No...no...maybe?
:::Static:::
Merc: So have you heard back from Outcast yet?
Steve: No, not yet. He has his own business to take care of. I'll let you know if he gets back to me and then maybe we can all do a promo.
Merc: Why?
Steve: Well for one thing, it's important to show unity. It seems like we've all been kind of doing our own stuff and that could be interpreted as weakness. Besides that, it's just how it's done in the business.
Merc: What do you mean?
Steve: I mean we have a match coming up, so we get on camera and say things about it, and then so do they, back and forth. You should be used to that by now.
Merc: Well, yeah, I've been doing it, I just don't really get why.
Steve: It's drama. People want to see how much we all hate each other. It gets them more excited for the matches. Ratings.
Merc: I've got a lot to learn. How do you know so much about all this?
Steve: About all what?
Merc: This business.
Steve: I don't know, it just seems like common sense to me, but it isn't. I guess that's how you know if you have a talent for something or not. Anyone can learn, and of course I had to learn some things by myself, too, but talent is when it just comes naturally.
Merc: Yeah, I know what you mean.
Steve: Anyway, I wouldn't worry about it too much. If all goes well, you're not going to be needed around here too much longer.
Merc: I have to say I'm a little conflicted about that.
Steve: Well, deal with it. I don't think Seth is going to be too enthusiastic about keeping you on when the money stops coming from me.
Merc: Oh come on, I beat Jack of Blades! How am I not a draw?
Steve: Fluke.
Merc: Was not.
Steve: Doesn't matter, that's what everyone thinks. Perception is nine-tenths of the law.
Merc: That's supposed to be 'posession'.
Steve: Yes, I know, it was a play on words.
Merc: Oh.
Steve: I'll tell you what, I'm getting pretty sick of having to explain every metaphor, figure of speech and idiom. At least you have an excuse. No one expects you to be smart. But some people I really expected better from.
Merc: Not everyone can be as smart as they think they are.
:::Steve raises his can of beer.:::
Steve: To perception.
:::He takes a long drink.:::
Merc: Want me to turn on the camera?
Steve: Ahh....it's already on.
Merc: What?
Steve: Yeah, I just turned it on while I was setting it up.
Merc: Um...O.K.
Steve: Hey, reality TV. Ratings!
Merc: Ugh.
Steve: I'm just messing with you. I just didn't want to be bothered to get back up and turn it on after setting it up.
Merc: So, should we start this promo now?
Steve: Sure, read off the match.
Merc: ...Reckless Jack...
Steve: Tired. Played out. I really don't think anyone cares anymore. Maybe he'll fall on his head trying to do a 1080 spin off the cheap seats and then we'll finally be rid of him.
Merc: Jay Williams?
Steve: No one cared to begin with. Next.
Merc: The Red River Mafia.
Steve: Making fun of a couple of nobodies that were here for way too long. I like it. As far as wrestling ability, though, nothing to worry about. Too unfocused, not enough control.
Merc: Is that it?
Steve: Hey, you can't expect me to use my A-material on a match I'm not even in. Which I'm still really annoyed at.
Merc: Are you going to be at ringside?
Steve: Doubt it. I've seen that you and Outcast can take care of yourselves. He'll probably get Rick and Davey to stand out there. I mean it seems to me that's pretty much what Rick is here for. He's not on the roster.
Merc: Alright, I guess that's all taken care of then.
Steve: Don't tell me Mr. Fair-Play-Goody-Two-Shoes wanted someone at ringside.
Merc: Hey, I was just a little concerned about someone interfering. It could get crazy out there with the six of us.
Steve: Well, good, now you're starting to get it. You'll do fine.
:::He stands up and walks away.:::
Merc: Um...were you going to turn this off?
:::No response. Merc stands up and walks towards the camera.:::
Merc: I have to do everything around here...now where's the button on this? No...no...maybe?
:::Static:::
