Post by alexwinterz on Sept 3, 2016 20:23:32 GMT -5
***We find ourselves in a small hotel room. Nothing to amazing in the room, yellowish wallpaper, a small dresser with a twenty-five inch tv on it. A little coffee table with a chair is in the corner with a duffle bag laying on the table. On the full size bed lays Alex Winterz, dressed in beige cargo shorts, and a WCF t-shirt.***
Knock..Knock...
'Huh? Hello?'
'Mr.Winterz? Can I come in? I work for Wrestling Championship Federation.'
***Alex gets up from the bed, and opens the door. Standing there is a young man wearing white sneakers, blue jeans, a WCF t-shirt and hat.***
'So you work for WCF?'
'Well, I'm an intern. So I really don't get paid, but that's not really important. What is important is why I'm here. I was sent here by my boss, to make sure you send a lil video about your match at slam. That will play on the website, or maybe even on the show before your match.'
'Oh so they needed to send you to do that?'
'Well, you was supposed to do one for your first match. But you never did. So they sent me to make sure it happens.'
'Oh yeah...well come on in.'
***Alex heads over to the table. Removes the duffle bag from on top and tosses it to the floor. He motions for the intern to take a seat. The intern takes a seat while Alex sits in the edge of the bed.***
'You got a camera or something?'
***The intern pulls out his phone.***
'This will work, so you ready?'
***Alex gives the thumbs up. Intern gives the countdown. 3...2...1.***
'Allow me to introduce myself. My name is Alex Winterz. Now some of you may remember me from a fatal four way a few weeks ago. A fatal four way in which Dion Necurat won. Now at this coming Slam I am now involved in a fatal five way. I got Mark Gallagher, Joey Smarts, Jaice Wilds, and Cliff of Doom. Now this match can go in any direction. Lets's face it. It's five hungry guys trying to make a name for themselves. Five guys that in all reality have no real beef with each other, but we each want to show the world what we are made of.
Wait, none of these guys have a beef with me do they?
***The intern shrugs***
'Well, I got no beef with ya. But I plan on going in there to fight. Elbows and kicks are coming your way folks. And I hope that your ready for it. You guys don't know me...but you will...'
***Alex makes the cut signal.***
'Um that's it?'
'Slam's tomorrow night. I need my rest. Now hit the bricks.'
***Alex gets up, opens the door to let the intern out. Fade to black.***
Knock..Knock...
'Huh? Hello?'
'Mr.Winterz? Can I come in? I work for Wrestling Championship Federation.'
***Alex gets up from the bed, and opens the door. Standing there is a young man wearing white sneakers, blue jeans, a WCF t-shirt and hat.***
'So you work for WCF?'
'Well, I'm an intern. So I really don't get paid, but that's not really important. What is important is why I'm here. I was sent here by my boss, to make sure you send a lil video about your match at slam. That will play on the website, or maybe even on the show before your match.'
'Oh so they needed to send you to do that?'
'Well, you was supposed to do one for your first match. But you never did. So they sent me to make sure it happens.'
'Oh yeah...well come on in.'
***Alex heads over to the table. Removes the duffle bag from on top and tosses it to the floor. He motions for the intern to take a seat. The intern takes a seat while Alex sits in the edge of the bed.***
'You got a camera or something?'
***The intern pulls out his phone.***
'This will work, so you ready?'
***Alex gives the thumbs up. Intern gives the countdown. 3...2...1.***
'Allow me to introduce myself. My name is Alex Winterz. Now some of you may remember me from a fatal four way a few weeks ago. A fatal four way in which Dion Necurat won. Now at this coming Slam I am now involved in a fatal five way. I got Mark Gallagher, Joey Smarts, Jaice Wilds, and Cliff of Doom. Now this match can go in any direction. Lets's face it. It's five hungry guys trying to make a name for themselves. Five guys that in all reality have no real beef with each other, but we each want to show the world what we are made of.
Wait, none of these guys have a beef with me do they?
***The intern shrugs***
'Well, I got no beef with ya. But I plan on going in there to fight. Elbows and kicks are coming your way folks. And I hope that your ready for it. You guys don't know me...but you will...'
***Alex makes the cut signal.***
'Um that's it?'
'Slam's tomorrow night. I need my rest. Now hit the bricks.'
***Alex gets up, opens the door to let the intern out. Fade to black.***
