Post by Deleted on Nov 24, 2013 17:59:07 GMT -5
Chaos is the operative word this week in WCF! For the first time ever, a Slam Roulette has been announced with all matchups being completely randomized. In the midst of all this chaos, Sarah Twilight stripped Eric Price of the Elite Title on a whim promising to find a new champion this coming Sunday and in a surprise to many, Eric Price proposed to Rachel Twilight and Rachel excitedly accepted his wedding proposal, with the two set to get married soon.
So who is Eric’s opponent this week? What about the Elite Title? What about the wedding arrangements? And who will the opponent be on Sunday? Many questions to answer, many things to do.
Day: Tuesday 11/19 – Prepping the Match and Wedding
Scene I: Uncertainty in the Air – 11 AM – Rodeo Drive in Beverly Hills, CA
*The scene opens up with Eric and Rachel sitting in a car at the corner of Wilshire Blvd just about to turn into Rodeo Drive. The car, a black Lexus LS of current vintage fits easily into the environment that is Beverly Hills. Eric turns in as both he and Rachel look around at the shops although Eric is more or less looking for parking in this busy street. As Eric is frustrated, he notices Rachel eyeing the Neiman Marcus shop and tells her if she likes, to get out and he will catch up to her. She acquiesces and smiles, kissing him quickly on the lips as she quickly gets out and runs toward the store as Eric smiles at her but then focuses back on the task at hand of looking for a parking spot.*
Eric Price: I hate driving through this hellhole … I can never find parking. But I suppose it is every girl’s dream to shop here so Rachel has earned that right.
*Eric continues to search for a parking spot, slowly driving through the road and finally finds an open spot into which he maneuvers his car. As he parks, he notices a person in a car from the opposite side of the street starts honking at him and has rolled down his window to yell at him.*
Eric Price: WHAT?
Person in the other car: ASSHOLE! THAT WAS MY PARKING SPOT!
Eric Price: HOW WAS THIS YOUR PARKING SPOT? YOU’RE ON THE OTHER SIDE OF THE STREET! YOU WOULD HAVE HAD TO MAKE A U-TURN TO GET THIS SPOT, IT WAS AVAILABLE TO ME!
Person in the other car: BUT I SAW IT FIRST!
Eric Price: YOU’RE BLOCKING TRAFFIC! I WAS HERE FIRST, YOU COULDN’T GET IT FIRST, TOO BAD!
Person in the other car: FUCKER!
*Eric at this point simply flips the bird to this person who hastily moves on as the cars behind him start honking at him. Eric then slowly gets out of his car making sure to lock it and then proceeds to pay for the parking here as it is metered.*
Eric Price: This is part of why I hate driving around here, crazy people, paying for parking, it’s unbearable at times but I’d like to think it’s worth it to make the woman I love so happy.
*Eric’s inner monologue takes over*
Eric Price: But at times, I think to myself … what if she does what Sarah did to me? What if she’s just trying to lull me into a false sense of security only to take advantage of me? That little voice in my head says that from time to time but I put it aside because I truly do not see Rachel as that type of person; she is not Sarah, she never will be Sarah thankfully.
*Eric’s cell phone rings and he picks it up*
Eric Price (on cell phone): Hello? (pause) Hey Jeff, what’s happening? Imma put you on speaker phone, hang on a second.
Jeff Purse (on cell phone): Hey Eric … can you hear me?
Eric Price (on cell phone): Yeah, loud and clear, what’s up?
Jeff Purse (on cell phone): Wanted to call and say hello. Sucks that the bitch stripped you of your title.
*Eric just shrugs his shoulders a bit*
Eric Price (on cell phone): It is what it is; she’s just a vindictive person. Screw her though, I don’t give a fuck what she thinks or her t-shirt says, she doesn’t matter.
Jeff Purse (on cell phone): Hahaha, yeah, that’s true. I have to talk to you about something else though?
Eric Price (on cell phone): What?
Jeff Purse (on cell phone): Rachel Twilight …
Eric Price (on cell phone): Oh God, not this again. Look, I know what you’re going to say Jeff.
Jeff Purse (on cell phone): Look, we’re not friends or anything but you and I have both been screwed over by Sarah Twilight in the past, what makes you think Rachel will be any different?
*Eric smiles as he continues walking on the sidewalk away from his car*
Eric Price (on cell phone): I understand your concern Jeff but the fact is Rachel … Rachel is different, she is not like Sarah in almost any way.
Jeff Purse (on cell phone): But what if she’s just being manipulated by Sarah to do her bidding and she is simply trying to get one over on you again?
Eric Price (on cell phone): No, I wouldn’t buy it because it’s not in her nature to be that way. I get your caution and at first, I tried to be cautious too because I had similar thoughts but the fact is Rachel is not Sarah, never has been, never will be thankfully. She is her own woman and honestly, I am happy that I am marrying her.
Jeff Purse (on cell phone): What about Sarah though? She hasn’t said anything?
Eric Price (on cell phone): Surprisingly no. I do think that her stripping me of the title is greatly due to this but whatever, if she can’t get over herself and over the fact that Rachel thinks for herself and I’ve moved on from her pathetic ass, that’s her problem, not mine!
Jeff Purse (on cell phone): True. Oh hey, did you hear that Polar Phantasm came back?
*Eric’s smile turns into a frown*
Eric Price (on cell phone): Ugh … that piece of shit is back? Didn’t I fire his ass when I owned the company? Sarah’s just hiring back all the trash that I had disposed of; first Jonny, then Jay, then Corey Black, then Polar … she’s killing WCF.
Jeff Purse (on cell phone): Why do you hate him so much?
Eric Price (on cell phone): Look, let me put it to you like this, I fired you because at the time, I was being a vindictive asshole, I admitted to that and also admitted to you and the world that it was a mistake to fire you and was happy to see you get your job back! Polar on the other hand, I fired his pathetic ass because he is worthless trash that can’t draw a dime. I still am of that same opinion of him; not to mention he’s a deluded douchebag.
Jeff Purse (on cell phone): He’s a cool dude though.
Eric Price (on cell phone): Whatever, if he wants to host more failed TV Shows, then more power to him, it’s not like I’m funding them. I’ll talk to you later, Rachel’s calling me and asking me for some input on selections for the wedding.
Jeff Purse (on cell phone): Sure, talk to you later.
*Eric hangs up his cell phone. As he walks into the store, he looks at Rachel who is wearing a nice purple crop top with blue jeans as Eric is wearing a tan sport coat, navy blue shirt, and blue jeans as well.*
Rachel Twilight: Hey Eric, take a look at this dress, what do you think?
Eric Price: It looks pretty.
*Eric looks at it and just sees a bunch of dresses, all white, all of similar color as Rachel is now in a bridal store. As Rachel grabs his hand and drags him to look at everything, he smiles while also thinking in the back of his mind how happy he is at the upcoming wedding he has but at the same time, wondering how he will endure the shopping as he’s not a fan of clothes shopping by any means.*
Eric Price: Are you sure you need me here for this? I mean Rachel, you would know how to pick better than I could.
*Rachel stops for a second and looks back at Eric with a bit of a sad face*
Rachel Twilight: Well … I always kind of hoped that Sarah would be here with me for this occasion to help me pick things out.
*Eric thinks to himself that even had Sarah been happy about the event, she’s not exactly known for being festive or for being excited about weddings or clothes shopping for someone else as she only cares about herself and her own appearance.*
Eric Price: Well … have you talked to her as of late?
Rachel Twilight: I’ve tried but she’s refusing my calls.
Eric Price: Is that right? Not that she likes me any better but let me try.
*Eric picks up his cell phone and tries to call Sarah. He immediately gets put through to voicemail*
Eric Price: She must have me set to go straight to voicemail. I know, let’s ask the store if we can use their phone.
Rachel Twilight: Sure.
*Eric and Rachel walk up to the front counter and ask the attendant there if they could use their phone for a few minutes. The attendant is nice enough to allow them to do so.*
Eric Price: Okay, here we go.
*Eric dials Sarah’s number and puts the phone on speaker as they can hear it ringing through.*
Eric Price: Now Rachel, let me do the talking first.
Sarah Twilight (on the phone): Yeah?
Eric Price (on the phone): Hey Sarah.
Sarah Twilight (on the phone): Yeah?
Eric Price (on the phone): It’s Eric Price. How are you?
Sarah Twilight (on the phone): What the fuck do you want asshole?
Eric Price (on the phone): Charming, always charming. I’ve been talking to Rachel and it seems you’ve been refusing her calls. Why?
Sarah Twilight (on the phone): It’s none of your fucking business.
Rachel Twilight (on the phone): Sarah, we haven’t spoken in a few weeks, what’s going on with you?
Sarah Twilight (on the phone): What’s going on with me? What’s going on with you?
Rachel Twilight (on the phone): What do you mean? You know I’m going to marry Eric.
*On the phone on Sarah’s side, you can hear grinding and something breaking in the background, implying Sarah broke something in anger*
Eric Price (on the phone): Everything okay there Sarah?
Sarah Twilight (on the phone): Just fine.
Eric Price (on the phone): Oh by the way, Rachel and I had discussed it and we decided that our wedding would be on Sunday, December 1st, 2013 live on Slam! What do you think of that?
*Sarah simply hangs up and dial tone is heard immediately after*
Eric Price/Rachel Twilight (on the phone): Hello? Hello?
*Eric hangs up the speakerphone as he kind of raises his eyebrows in uncertainty*
Eric Price: I guess she didn’t like the sound of it.
Rachel Twilight: Why is she so against this?
Eric Price: I … I don’t know to be honest. I’d say it’s because it’s me but it’s probably more than that, in fact, I’m sure of it. She’s just … I don’t know what her deal is, honestly you know her better than I do Rachel.
Rachel Twilight: Sometimes … I don’t know about her. I tell everyone she’s a loving sister because well, she’s always taken care of me but I’ve seen how she is with the rest of the world and I wonder why she is that way sometimes. I always had some idea but never really knew the why of it. I guess it just stems from the fact that she had to be strong for both of us from early on but she seemed to confuse strength with being how she is.
Eric Price: So you’re telling me Sarah wasn’t always this way?
Rachel Twilight: Yes, sometimes I long for that Sarah to come back.
*Eric thinks to himself for a second of the possibility of a nice Sarah Twilight having existed at one point, while also pondering what led to Sarah becoming how she is now. He pays it no mind however and tries to get Rachel excited again about the wedding to cheer her up*
Eric Price: Anyway Rachel, the wedding dress.
Rachel Twilight: Yes, we need to pick something.
Eric Price: Pick whatever you like, you know I’m excited about this and whatever you say goes!
Rachel Twilight: YAY!
*Eric takes a seat and lets Rachel continue perusing to her heart’s content as the scene fades to black*
Scene II: The Relaxing Seas – 3 PM – A Boat off the coast of Venice Beach, CA
*Eric Price is shown standing driving a small power boat with Rachel sitting in the back drinking some Gatorade as the WCF Elite Title is also on the boat. The boat is moving slowly at this point as Eric is driving it, the waters calm currently, sunny clear blue sky*
Eric Price: You know, it’s something isn’t it Rachel? Last week your sister decided to strip me of the Elite Title there on a whim, just on a whim. Guess I don’t fit her mold of a kiss ass champion who will be subservient to her.
Rachel Twilight: I … she’s my sister but I can’t help but know that she took the title from you to be vindictive.
Eric Price: I know, it just cannot be explained any other way. Speaking of which, this week we have the Slam Roulette with supposedly completely “random” matches.
Rachel Twilight: Why the quotes?
Eric Price: You really think it’ll be random? Truly random? Not a shot. Knowing how Sarah machinates, how she operates, she’s probably put me in some “random” 3 or 4 on 1 handicap match or some crazy shenanigan like that. She says she’ll randomly choose all the matches live on Slam but I have a feeling mine will be “pre-picked” prior to the show beginning at “random” so as she can maintain appearances but make no mistake about it, knowing Sarah, she’ll try to punish me for living my life despite her constant interference.
Rachel Twilight: Well … let’s say it truly is random, who would you like to face?
*Eric laughs a bit while he continues to drive the boat*
Eric Price: Assuming it were by some miracle truly random, I honestly would love to face Jonny Fly and take the World Title from him. That piece of shit son of a bitch has carried the title since War, had one cookie cutter title defense that was a joke and week in and week out weasels his way out of matches and into questionable victories. I don’t care that you sister says there are no rules, there should be honor among men and what he does frankly is a joke. He is the definition of boring, vanilla, uncharismatic; frankly I struggle to stay awake when he appears on screen. He’s the kind of guy who is so forgettable that I often forget that we actually have a World Champion that competes every week, he just blends in so well with the woodwork.
*Eric smiles as Rachel just shakes her head but also laughs a bit with him*
Rachel Twilight: You really have it out for him don’t you? I mean, didn’t he sell you WCF at one point, why hate him so much?
Eric Price: Simple, he’s an arrogant, smarmy asshole! Plus your sister endorses him for some reason, I’d hate to speculate that they’re in a relationship but … I’ve seen stranger things happen. Anyway, fact is Fly is everything that is wrong with a champion; he can’t draw a dime, no one cares about him and he thinks he is somehow relevant when in reality, he is usually the shit no one cares about. Honestly, the last champion as boring as him I think was when Jay Price or Corey Black were champion … not to mention Odin. But that’s neither here nor there, fact is I’d like to kick Jonny’s ass because he talks about how he won War and this and that but I’d like to show him that in the end, he didn’t beat me, I passed out but I never gave up!
Rachel Twilight: Well, aside from Jonny, anyone else?
Eric Price: Another one that needs to be knocked down a peg is Steve Orbit. He really has his head up his own ass as of late, no doubt taking lessons from Jonny Fly who’s had his had firmly planted there for a long time now. Steve Orbit actually walked out along with Jonny Fly on a match we had three weeks ago, stupid bastards. They can claim whatever they want, I call it cowardice plain and simple. They think they’re such hot shit, I’d love to see them face me one on one this Sunday and see what happens.
Rachel Twilight: Thoughts on anyone else though? I mean, Sarah said it could be anyone.
Eric Price: Like I said, I have this sneaking suspicion I’ll end up in some 3 or 4 on 1 handicap match situation where I’ll just be so disadvantaged, it’ll be near impossible for me to win. Not that I won’t try though, I learned a long time ago that not trying is the worst thing I can do. I won’t just up and quit, no matter who my opponent is, whether it’s one of those two douchebags, a respectable competitor like D-Day or Jeff Purse, or even if it’s the queen bee herself, your sister Sarah Twilight although I doubt your sister will be in those “random” choices because knowing her, she’s removed herself from the pool because she doesn’t like to compete from what I can tell.
Rachel Twilight: You just don’t know her like I do Eric. I know she has the tough exterior but she’s a good person deep down.
*Eric just rolls his eyes*
Eric Price: Deep down huh? I’ll tell you what, when we find that deep deep spot, you let me know because I have yet to see even a shred of that core. I know you say it exists but … honestly, I have yet to see it in any manner, shape, or form so I find it hard to believe. Especially with some of the brutality I’ve seen your sister inflict upon others. Ah … we’re here.
Rachel Twilight: Here, where’s here?
*Rachel looks around at nothing around except the horizon of land back the opposite way*
Eric Price: Oh, just going to do something that your sister deserves. You see, Sarah decided to strip me of the Elite Title. Well, if she wants it…
*Eric grabs the title and starts to fling it out toward the ocean as Rachel immediately stops Eric*
Eric Price: Then she can come fetch it herself.
Rachel Twilight: WAIT! WAIT! Why not just give it to her on Sunday?
Eric Price: This is better, she wants it so bad, she can come get it.
Rachel Twilight: Well … if you want to get back at her, why not throw it in her face on Sunday instead.
Eric Price: I … you’d help me get back at your sister.
Rachel Twilight: Well … I … I love her but what she did to you isn’t right and I also love you. I know if you throw it in her face, she will erupt in a fury the likes of which you’ve never seen. I don’t like her angry but at the same time, this isn’t fair to you so if you feel you need retribution, do it that way. If you just throw it into the ocean, she won’t care.
*Eric smiles and hugs Rachel*
Eric Price: You know Rachel … it’s moments like this where I really really love you more than I ever have. Come on, let’s go home, I think we have some plans to make. Whomever I face this Sunday, it won’t matter because I’m ready and with your support, I will be invincible!
*Eric smiles as he turns the boat around and puts the WCF Elite Title back in Rachel’s hands to carry as she drapes it around her shoulder. Eric simply smiles as he turns the boat around and the scene fades to black*
So who is Eric’s opponent this week? What about the Elite Title? What about the wedding arrangements? And who will the opponent be on Sunday? Many questions to answer, many things to do.
Day: Tuesday 11/19 – Prepping the Match and Wedding
Scene I: Uncertainty in the Air – 11 AM – Rodeo Drive in Beverly Hills, CA
*The scene opens up with Eric and Rachel sitting in a car at the corner of Wilshire Blvd just about to turn into Rodeo Drive. The car, a black Lexus LS of current vintage fits easily into the environment that is Beverly Hills. Eric turns in as both he and Rachel look around at the shops although Eric is more or less looking for parking in this busy street. As Eric is frustrated, he notices Rachel eyeing the Neiman Marcus shop and tells her if she likes, to get out and he will catch up to her. She acquiesces and smiles, kissing him quickly on the lips as she quickly gets out and runs toward the store as Eric smiles at her but then focuses back on the task at hand of looking for a parking spot.*
Eric Price: I hate driving through this hellhole … I can never find parking. But I suppose it is every girl’s dream to shop here so Rachel has earned that right.
*Eric continues to search for a parking spot, slowly driving through the road and finally finds an open spot into which he maneuvers his car. As he parks, he notices a person in a car from the opposite side of the street starts honking at him and has rolled down his window to yell at him.*
Eric Price: WHAT?
Person in the other car: ASSHOLE! THAT WAS MY PARKING SPOT!
Eric Price: HOW WAS THIS YOUR PARKING SPOT? YOU’RE ON THE OTHER SIDE OF THE STREET! YOU WOULD HAVE HAD TO MAKE A U-TURN TO GET THIS SPOT, IT WAS AVAILABLE TO ME!
Person in the other car: BUT I SAW IT FIRST!
Eric Price: YOU’RE BLOCKING TRAFFIC! I WAS HERE FIRST, YOU COULDN’T GET IT FIRST, TOO BAD!
Person in the other car: FUCKER!
*Eric at this point simply flips the bird to this person who hastily moves on as the cars behind him start honking at him. Eric then slowly gets out of his car making sure to lock it and then proceeds to pay for the parking here as it is metered.*
Eric Price: This is part of why I hate driving around here, crazy people, paying for parking, it’s unbearable at times but I’d like to think it’s worth it to make the woman I love so happy.
*Eric’s inner monologue takes over*
Eric Price: But at times, I think to myself … what if she does what Sarah did to me? What if she’s just trying to lull me into a false sense of security only to take advantage of me? That little voice in my head says that from time to time but I put it aside because I truly do not see Rachel as that type of person; she is not Sarah, she never will be Sarah thankfully.
*Eric’s cell phone rings and he picks it up*
Eric Price (on cell phone): Hello? (pause) Hey Jeff, what’s happening? Imma put you on speaker phone, hang on a second.
Jeff Purse (on cell phone): Hey Eric … can you hear me?
Eric Price (on cell phone): Yeah, loud and clear, what’s up?
Jeff Purse (on cell phone): Wanted to call and say hello. Sucks that the bitch stripped you of your title.
*Eric just shrugs his shoulders a bit*
Eric Price (on cell phone): It is what it is; she’s just a vindictive person. Screw her though, I don’t give a fuck what she thinks or her t-shirt says, she doesn’t matter.
Jeff Purse (on cell phone): Hahaha, yeah, that’s true. I have to talk to you about something else though?
Eric Price (on cell phone): What?
Jeff Purse (on cell phone): Rachel Twilight …
Eric Price (on cell phone): Oh God, not this again. Look, I know what you’re going to say Jeff.
Jeff Purse (on cell phone): Look, we’re not friends or anything but you and I have both been screwed over by Sarah Twilight in the past, what makes you think Rachel will be any different?
*Eric smiles as he continues walking on the sidewalk away from his car*
Eric Price (on cell phone): I understand your concern Jeff but the fact is Rachel … Rachel is different, she is not like Sarah in almost any way.
Jeff Purse (on cell phone): But what if she’s just being manipulated by Sarah to do her bidding and she is simply trying to get one over on you again?
Eric Price (on cell phone): No, I wouldn’t buy it because it’s not in her nature to be that way. I get your caution and at first, I tried to be cautious too because I had similar thoughts but the fact is Rachel is not Sarah, never has been, never will be thankfully. She is her own woman and honestly, I am happy that I am marrying her.
Jeff Purse (on cell phone): What about Sarah though? She hasn’t said anything?
Eric Price (on cell phone): Surprisingly no. I do think that her stripping me of the title is greatly due to this but whatever, if she can’t get over herself and over the fact that Rachel thinks for herself and I’ve moved on from her pathetic ass, that’s her problem, not mine!
Jeff Purse (on cell phone): True. Oh hey, did you hear that Polar Phantasm came back?
*Eric’s smile turns into a frown*
Eric Price (on cell phone): Ugh … that piece of shit is back? Didn’t I fire his ass when I owned the company? Sarah’s just hiring back all the trash that I had disposed of; first Jonny, then Jay, then Corey Black, then Polar … she’s killing WCF.
Jeff Purse (on cell phone): Why do you hate him so much?
Eric Price (on cell phone): Look, let me put it to you like this, I fired you because at the time, I was being a vindictive asshole, I admitted to that and also admitted to you and the world that it was a mistake to fire you and was happy to see you get your job back! Polar on the other hand, I fired his pathetic ass because he is worthless trash that can’t draw a dime. I still am of that same opinion of him; not to mention he’s a deluded douchebag.
Jeff Purse (on cell phone): He’s a cool dude though.
Eric Price (on cell phone): Whatever, if he wants to host more failed TV Shows, then more power to him, it’s not like I’m funding them. I’ll talk to you later, Rachel’s calling me and asking me for some input on selections for the wedding.
Jeff Purse (on cell phone): Sure, talk to you later.
*Eric hangs up his cell phone. As he walks into the store, he looks at Rachel who is wearing a nice purple crop top with blue jeans as Eric is wearing a tan sport coat, navy blue shirt, and blue jeans as well.*
Rachel Twilight: Hey Eric, take a look at this dress, what do you think?
Eric Price: It looks pretty.
*Eric looks at it and just sees a bunch of dresses, all white, all of similar color as Rachel is now in a bridal store. As Rachel grabs his hand and drags him to look at everything, he smiles while also thinking in the back of his mind how happy he is at the upcoming wedding he has but at the same time, wondering how he will endure the shopping as he’s not a fan of clothes shopping by any means.*
Eric Price: Are you sure you need me here for this? I mean Rachel, you would know how to pick better than I could.
*Rachel stops for a second and looks back at Eric with a bit of a sad face*
Rachel Twilight: Well … I always kind of hoped that Sarah would be here with me for this occasion to help me pick things out.
*Eric thinks to himself that even had Sarah been happy about the event, she’s not exactly known for being festive or for being excited about weddings or clothes shopping for someone else as she only cares about herself and her own appearance.*
Eric Price: Well … have you talked to her as of late?
Rachel Twilight: I’ve tried but she’s refusing my calls.
Eric Price: Is that right? Not that she likes me any better but let me try.
*Eric picks up his cell phone and tries to call Sarah. He immediately gets put through to voicemail*
Eric Price: She must have me set to go straight to voicemail. I know, let’s ask the store if we can use their phone.
Rachel Twilight: Sure.
*Eric and Rachel walk up to the front counter and ask the attendant there if they could use their phone for a few minutes. The attendant is nice enough to allow them to do so.*
Eric Price: Okay, here we go.
*Eric dials Sarah’s number and puts the phone on speaker as they can hear it ringing through.*
Eric Price: Now Rachel, let me do the talking first.
Sarah Twilight (on the phone): Yeah?
Eric Price (on the phone): Hey Sarah.
Sarah Twilight (on the phone): Yeah?
Eric Price (on the phone): It’s Eric Price. How are you?
Sarah Twilight (on the phone): What the fuck do you want asshole?
Eric Price (on the phone): Charming, always charming. I’ve been talking to Rachel and it seems you’ve been refusing her calls. Why?
Sarah Twilight (on the phone): It’s none of your fucking business.
Rachel Twilight (on the phone): Sarah, we haven’t spoken in a few weeks, what’s going on with you?
Sarah Twilight (on the phone): What’s going on with me? What’s going on with you?
Rachel Twilight (on the phone): What do you mean? You know I’m going to marry Eric.
*On the phone on Sarah’s side, you can hear grinding and something breaking in the background, implying Sarah broke something in anger*
Eric Price (on the phone): Everything okay there Sarah?
Sarah Twilight (on the phone): Just fine.
Eric Price (on the phone): Oh by the way, Rachel and I had discussed it and we decided that our wedding would be on Sunday, December 1st, 2013 live on Slam! What do you think of that?
*Sarah simply hangs up and dial tone is heard immediately after*
Eric Price/Rachel Twilight (on the phone): Hello? Hello?
*Eric hangs up the speakerphone as he kind of raises his eyebrows in uncertainty*
Eric Price: I guess she didn’t like the sound of it.
Rachel Twilight: Why is she so against this?
Eric Price: I … I don’t know to be honest. I’d say it’s because it’s me but it’s probably more than that, in fact, I’m sure of it. She’s just … I don’t know what her deal is, honestly you know her better than I do Rachel.
Rachel Twilight: Sometimes … I don’t know about her. I tell everyone she’s a loving sister because well, she’s always taken care of me but I’ve seen how she is with the rest of the world and I wonder why she is that way sometimes. I always had some idea but never really knew the why of it. I guess it just stems from the fact that she had to be strong for both of us from early on but she seemed to confuse strength with being how she is.
Eric Price: So you’re telling me Sarah wasn’t always this way?
Rachel Twilight: Yes, sometimes I long for that Sarah to come back.
*Eric thinks to himself for a second of the possibility of a nice Sarah Twilight having existed at one point, while also pondering what led to Sarah becoming how she is now. He pays it no mind however and tries to get Rachel excited again about the wedding to cheer her up*
Eric Price: Anyway Rachel, the wedding dress.
Rachel Twilight: Yes, we need to pick something.
Eric Price: Pick whatever you like, you know I’m excited about this and whatever you say goes!
Rachel Twilight: YAY!
*Eric takes a seat and lets Rachel continue perusing to her heart’s content as the scene fades to black*
Scene II: The Relaxing Seas – 3 PM – A Boat off the coast of Venice Beach, CA
*Eric Price is shown standing driving a small power boat with Rachel sitting in the back drinking some Gatorade as the WCF Elite Title is also on the boat. The boat is moving slowly at this point as Eric is driving it, the waters calm currently, sunny clear blue sky*
Eric Price: You know, it’s something isn’t it Rachel? Last week your sister decided to strip me of the Elite Title there on a whim, just on a whim. Guess I don’t fit her mold of a kiss ass champion who will be subservient to her.
Rachel Twilight: I … she’s my sister but I can’t help but know that she took the title from you to be vindictive.
Eric Price: I know, it just cannot be explained any other way. Speaking of which, this week we have the Slam Roulette with supposedly completely “random” matches.
Rachel Twilight: Why the quotes?
Eric Price: You really think it’ll be random? Truly random? Not a shot. Knowing how Sarah machinates, how she operates, she’s probably put me in some “random” 3 or 4 on 1 handicap match or some crazy shenanigan like that. She says she’ll randomly choose all the matches live on Slam but I have a feeling mine will be “pre-picked” prior to the show beginning at “random” so as she can maintain appearances but make no mistake about it, knowing Sarah, she’ll try to punish me for living my life despite her constant interference.
Rachel Twilight: Well … let’s say it truly is random, who would you like to face?
*Eric laughs a bit while he continues to drive the boat*
Eric Price: Assuming it were by some miracle truly random, I honestly would love to face Jonny Fly and take the World Title from him. That piece of shit son of a bitch has carried the title since War, had one cookie cutter title defense that was a joke and week in and week out weasels his way out of matches and into questionable victories. I don’t care that you sister says there are no rules, there should be honor among men and what he does frankly is a joke. He is the definition of boring, vanilla, uncharismatic; frankly I struggle to stay awake when he appears on screen. He’s the kind of guy who is so forgettable that I often forget that we actually have a World Champion that competes every week, he just blends in so well with the woodwork.
*Eric smiles as Rachel just shakes her head but also laughs a bit with him*
Rachel Twilight: You really have it out for him don’t you? I mean, didn’t he sell you WCF at one point, why hate him so much?
Eric Price: Simple, he’s an arrogant, smarmy asshole! Plus your sister endorses him for some reason, I’d hate to speculate that they’re in a relationship but … I’ve seen stranger things happen. Anyway, fact is Fly is everything that is wrong with a champion; he can’t draw a dime, no one cares about him and he thinks he is somehow relevant when in reality, he is usually the shit no one cares about. Honestly, the last champion as boring as him I think was when Jay Price or Corey Black were champion … not to mention Odin. But that’s neither here nor there, fact is I’d like to kick Jonny’s ass because he talks about how he won War and this and that but I’d like to show him that in the end, he didn’t beat me, I passed out but I never gave up!
Rachel Twilight: Well, aside from Jonny, anyone else?
Eric Price: Another one that needs to be knocked down a peg is Steve Orbit. He really has his head up his own ass as of late, no doubt taking lessons from Jonny Fly who’s had his had firmly planted there for a long time now. Steve Orbit actually walked out along with Jonny Fly on a match we had three weeks ago, stupid bastards. They can claim whatever they want, I call it cowardice plain and simple. They think they’re such hot shit, I’d love to see them face me one on one this Sunday and see what happens.
Rachel Twilight: Thoughts on anyone else though? I mean, Sarah said it could be anyone.
Eric Price: Like I said, I have this sneaking suspicion I’ll end up in some 3 or 4 on 1 handicap match situation where I’ll just be so disadvantaged, it’ll be near impossible for me to win. Not that I won’t try though, I learned a long time ago that not trying is the worst thing I can do. I won’t just up and quit, no matter who my opponent is, whether it’s one of those two douchebags, a respectable competitor like D-Day or Jeff Purse, or even if it’s the queen bee herself, your sister Sarah Twilight although I doubt your sister will be in those “random” choices because knowing her, she’s removed herself from the pool because she doesn’t like to compete from what I can tell.
Rachel Twilight: You just don’t know her like I do Eric. I know she has the tough exterior but she’s a good person deep down.
*Eric just rolls his eyes*
Eric Price: Deep down huh? I’ll tell you what, when we find that deep deep spot, you let me know because I have yet to see even a shred of that core. I know you say it exists but … honestly, I have yet to see it in any manner, shape, or form so I find it hard to believe. Especially with some of the brutality I’ve seen your sister inflict upon others. Ah … we’re here.
Rachel Twilight: Here, where’s here?
*Rachel looks around at nothing around except the horizon of land back the opposite way*
Eric Price: Oh, just going to do something that your sister deserves. You see, Sarah decided to strip me of the Elite Title. Well, if she wants it…
*Eric grabs the title and starts to fling it out toward the ocean as Rachel immediately stops Eric*
Eric Price: Then she can come fetch it herself.
Rachel Twilight: WAIT! WAIT! Why not just give it to her on Sunday?
Eric Price: This is better, she wants it so bad, she can come get it.
Rachel Twilight: Well … if you want to get back at her, why not throw it in her face on Sunday instead.
Eric Price: I … you’d help me get back at your sister.
Rachel Twilight: Well … I … I love her but what she did to you isn’t right and I also love you. I know if you throw it in her face, she will erupt in a fury the likes of which you’ve never seen. I don’t like her angry but at the same time, this isn’t fair to you so if you feel you need retribution, do it that way. If you just throw it into the ocean, she won’t care.
*Eric smiles and hugs Rachel*
Eric Price: You know Rachel … it’s moments like this where I really really love you more than I ever have. Come on, let’s go home, I think we have some plans to make. Whomever I face this Sunday, it won’t matter because I’m ready and with your support, I will be invincible!
*Eric smiles as he turns the boat around and puts the WCF Elite Title back in Rachel’s hands to carry as she drapes it around her shoulder. Eric simply smiles as he turns the boat around and the scene fades to black*
