Post by Allen Guiliano on Jul 10, 2009 13:37:57 GMT -5
The scene opens as Allen Guiliano makes his way down a long hallway, United States Title belt draped over his shoulder, a stern look on his face. The Italian sports very casual attire, outfitted in black warm-up pants with a single white strip down the side and a normal, white, tight fitting t-shirt, with a small scripted “AG” over his left breast. A black toboggan covers his head, hiding the blemishes on the back of his head after last week’s chair shot he received at the hands of Mikami. The champion continues down the hallway, pushing open a door that separates him from a training room where a sparring partner awaits inside a ring. The few other regional wrestlers immediately direct their attention to the man who has just burst through the door and slowly take a step back seeing the unusually emotionless face of Guilliano. The man that has agreed to spar with the United States champion looks to now be having second thoughts as Allen makes his way slowly up the ring stairs and tosses his title belt into corner, watching it slide against the ring post. The stern faced Guiliano then grabs the top rope and uses it to springboard himself into the middle of the ring, staring down the unfortunate volunteer as the removes his toboggan and tosses it outside the ring. The other wrestlers begin to make their way over to the squared circle, quickly outlining it as Guiliano now backs away and makes his way to his assigned corner, reaching back and stretching his arms as he grabs the ropes and leans forward, his eyes still fixed on the jobber in the ring.
As a silence falls over the room, one of the waiting wrestlers breaks away from the mat and rings the bell, releasing Guiliano’s frustration as he charges the inexperienced victim on the other side of the ring, delivering quick dropkick before lifting the man to his feet and executing a snap suplex that leaves him sprawled out near the center of the ring as the current United States champion makes his way to the top turnbuckle and launches himself from it, landing across the abdomen of the fallen opponent with the full force of a shooting star press. Guiliano lifts the man by the back of his shirt and whips him into the ropes only to welcome his return with a hurricanrana before backing into his corner and watching the jobber writhe in pain as he makes his way to his feet. The thoughts of properly finishing the jobber like he would a fellow WCF superstar run through Allen’s head as he takes a few steps toward the wobbly wrestler and begins to deliver an Omerta before his conscience takes over and he stops, ending the man’s punishment by simply tossing him from the ring. Other wrestlers come to the aid of the fallen sparring partner, helping him to his feet and then to the locker room as Guiliano stands and looks over the rest of the novice trainees as they scramble back to their normal routine, avoiding the seemingly crazed Italian that stands in the ring. Guiliano makes his way over to his corner, collecting the United States Championship belt and his black toboggan, placing the latter over his head once again as if embarrassed by the wound that reminds him of his lone defeat in the WCF. As he drapes the belt over his shoulder once again, he addresses a WCF camera that has captured the action that has just taken place.
It was only a matter of time before I was the one that was on the losing end of a WCF match. But it wasn’t supposed to be like that Johnny. It wasn’t supposed to end with a chair shot to the back of the head and an unworthy main eventer rolling me up and forcing a pin with his feet upon the ropes. Seems as though you prove to be a hypocrite in every sense of the word, as you come out here every week and bitch and moan about how the World Championship has been stolen from you and you deserve a legitimate shot at the WCF’s most prestigious title because you have been done wrong. A Sicilian emerges as the United States champion just a week before our scheduled main event and you respond by using the same tactics that you have condemned over the last month. The same tactics that have proved to be the undoing of any respect to WCF titleholders. I try to bring honor, respectability, and prestige back to the title that is now mine and you come away with your hand raised last week at Slam. And to top it all off, I hear the Ultimate Showdown card has been updated and guess who I find getting yet ANOTHER title shot…None other than Johnny Reb. You come out last week calling me a midcarder, saying that I don’t belong in the ring with the likes of Dake Ken and Johnny Reb and it takes a chair shot and the help of Rick Mad to finally keep my shoulders pinned to the mat? One day we will step inside a WCF ring with each other again, whether it be for a title, a gimmick match, or simply a one on one scheduling, and the result will be different, I guarantee you that. Go on and prepare yourself for Dake Ken at Ultimate Showdown, but you better believe I will be waiting for my chance at redemption for the ONE time that Slickie T happened to be on the losing end of a wrestling match here in the WCF.
As Guiliano slips between the ropes and makes his way to the outside apron, he notices a familiar face tucked away in the corner of the room, nervously looking glancing back at him. A smirk forms across the Italian’s face as Hank Brown slowly starts to make his way toward the ring as Guiliano stops in his tracks and looks down at him, acknowledging his presence remaining on the edge of the ring.
What do you want Hank? Now isn’t the time for an interview and I’m sure that you and your WCF crony have everything that just occurred on tape. That should answer the question on “What are your thoughts on this week’s matchup with Mikami?”
Hank: Um, actually, well, I came here for an interview, yes, but I also, well, I’m just trying to do my job Mr. Guiliano and if I could get just a few words with you about your recent matches and seeming feud with Mikami that would be wonderful. But, before you hop down out of that ring, there is something I want to show you and if you could maybe comment on it…
As Hank was making his plea to Guiliano, the cameraman was setting up a projector behind the superstar. As Allen turns around, the video of Mikami’s drunken rant begins to play on the wall of the room as he leans against the rope and listens, shaking his head as he watches the “promo”, rolling his eyes in response.
You came all the way out here to seek me out and show me this? And you want me to comment on it? It took longer for your cameraman to set it up than it did for watch that garbage. I think you might be wasting your time here Hank, but ask your questions and let’s get this over with.
Well, first off, what do you think about your opponent sitting at a bar, obviously drinking heavily before his match with you this week on Slam? A match that will be for your United States title that he formerly held.
Looks like Mikami is getting an early start on his drinking. I think he is supposed to save that for after the match after I beat him yet again and defend my title for the first of many times. Seems as if the FORMER champion has lost a little bit of his swagger over the last couple of weeks, losing at Blast!, learning about Rick Mad, begging someone to cut a promo so he has something to go off of. Well, I’ll give him something to work with so he doesn’t feel like he has to come up with something on his own. I’m sure he is a little bitter about someone else holding his United States title, after all he did hold it for over two months and I think he might miss it a little bit. Seems as if he will be constantly distracted by others and I don’t think seeing Johnny Reb pin me for the victory last week did him any good. Hell, even if he doesn’t win the title back this week, Seth has him lined up for another shot at it at Ultimate Showdown.
So you aren’t bothered by Mikami not taking you seriously? Any chance that you may want to redeem yourself after last week’s loss by defending your title this week?[/blue]
Of course I want to redeem myself for last week’s fiasco, but that is between myself and someone else. Granted Rick Mad thought he should get involved and turned the tables against Dake and I, but this week will simply be about defending my title and beating a man that I have already proven I can beat. Same thing with the match that has been booked at Ultimate Showdown. I have beaten two of them before, and the third opponent doesn’t worry me in the slightest. As I said before Hank, I’m going to finally bring back some honor and prestige to this title and show that it takes more than midcarders like Mikami, Ryan Daniels, and D-Day to earn the right to wear it around their waist. Now if you will excuse me, I have someone to be in a few hours and I think you have what you need. Next time, give me a call would ya?
Guiliano hops down off the ring apron and makes his way out the door, forcefully pushing it open and leaving Hank in the room with the novice wrestlers. Each of them continue their routines; glancing over their shoulder, making sure that Allen has left the room before they start conversations about what they just witnessed.
Well, thanks Slick, I suppose that’s all the questions I had for today. I will make sure and let you know when I am coming next time so we don’t meet on such bad terms? Seems like our first interview went a lot better than this one.
Hank continues to nervously try to convince himself that the interview was worthwhile as both him and the cameraman make their way toward the exit as the man who was on the receiving end of Guiliano’s assault slowly makes his way from the locker room with training tape around his midsection as the camera fades to black.
As a silence falls over the room, one of the waiting wrestlers breaks away from the mat and rings the bell, releasing Guiliano’s frustration as he charges the inexperienced victim on the other side of the ring, delivering quick dropkick before lifting the man to his feet and executing a snap suplex that leaves him sprawled out near the center of the ring as the current United States champion makes his way to the top turnbuckle and launches himself from it, landing across the abdomen of the fallen opponent with the full force of a shooting star press. Guiliano lifts the man by the back of his shirt and whips him into the ropes only to welcome his return with a hurricanrana before backing into his corner and watching the jobber writhe in pain as he makes his way to his feet. The thoughts of properly finishing the jobber like he would a fellow WCF superstar run through Allen’s head as he takes a few steps toward the wobbly wrestler and begins to deliver an Omerta before his conscience takes over and he stops, ending the man’s punishment by simply tossing him from the ring. Other wrestlers come to the aid of the fallen sparring partner, helping him to his feet and then to the locker room as Guiliano stands and looks over the rest of the novice trainees as they scramble back to their normal routine, avoiding the seemingly crazed Italian that stands in the ring. Guiliano makes his way over to his corner, collecting the United States Championship belt and his black toboggan, placing the latter over his head once again as if embarrassed by the wound that reminds him of his lone defeat in the WCF. As he drapes the belt over his shoulder once again, he addresses a WCF camera that has captured the action that has just taken place.
It was only a matter of time before I was the one that was on the losing end of a WCF match. But it wasn’t supposed to be like that Johnny. It wasn’t supposed to end with a chair shot to the back of the head and an unworthy main eventer rolling me up and forcing a pin with his feet upon the ropes. Seems as though you prove to be a hypocrite in every sense of the word, as you come out here every week and bitch and moan about how the World Championship has been stolen from you and you deserve a legitimate shot at the WCF’s most prestigious title because you have been done wrong. A Sicilian emerges as the United States champion just a week before our scheduled main event and you respond by using the same tactics that you have condemned over the last month. The same tactics that have proved to be the undoing of any respect to WCF titleholders. I try to bring honor, respectability, and prestige back to the title that is now mine and you come away with your hand raised last week at Slam. And to top it all off, I hear the Ultimate Showdown card has been updated and guess who I find getting yet ANOTHER title shot…None other than Johnny Reb. You come out last week calling me a midcarder, saying that I don’t belong in the ring with the likes of Dake Ken and Johnny Reb and it takes a chair shot and the help of Rick Mad to finally keep my shoulders pinned to the mat? One day we will step inside a WCF ring with each other again, whether it be for a title, a gimmick match, or simply a one on one scheduling, and the result will be different, I guarantee you that. Go on and prepare yourself for Dake Ken at Ultimate Showdown, but you better believe I will be waiting for my chance at redemption for the ONE time that Slickie T happened to be on the losing end of a wrestling match here in the WCF.
As Guiliano slips between the ropes and makes his way to the outside apron, he notices a familiar face tucked away in the corner of the room, nervously looking glancing back at him. A smirk forms across the Italian’s face as Hank Brown slowly starts to make his way toward the ring as Guiliano stops in his tracks and looks down at him, acknowledging his presence remaining on the edge of the ring.
What do you want Hank? Now isn’t the time for an interview and I’m sure that you and your WCF crony have everything that just occurred on tape. That should answer the question on “What are your thoughts on this week’s matchup with Mikami?”
Hank: Um, actually, well, I came here for an interview, yes, but I also, well, I’m just trying to do my job Mr. Guiliano and if I could get just a few words with you about your recent matches and seeming feud with Mikami that would be wonderful. But, before you hop down out of that ring, there is something I want to show you and if you could maybe comment on it…
As Hank was making his plea to Guiliano, the cameraman was setting up a projector behind the superstar. As Allen turns around, the video of Mikami’s drunken rant begins to play on the wall of the room as he leans against the rope and listens, shaking his head as he watches the “promo”, rolling his eyes in response.
You came all the way out here to seek me out and show me this? And you want me to comment on it? It took longer for your cameraman to set it up than it did for watch that garbage. I think you might be wasting your time here Hank, but ask your questions and let’s get this over with.
Well, first off, what do you think about your opponent sitting at a bar, obviously drinking heavily before his match with you this week on Slam? A match that will be for your United States title that he formerly held.
Looks like Mikami is getting an early start on his drinking. I think he is supposed to save that for after the match after I beat him yet again and defend my title for the first of many times. Seems as if the FORMER champion has lost a little bit of his swagger over the last couple of weeks, losing at Blast!, learning about Rick Mad, begging someone to cut a promo so he has something to go off of. Well, I’ll give him something to work with so he doesn’t feel like he has to come up with something on his own. I’m sure he is a little bitter about someone else holding his United States title, after all he did hold it for over two months and I think he might miss it a little bit. Seems as if he will be constantly distracted by others and I don’t think seeing Johnny Reb pin me for the victory last week did him any good. Hell, even if he doesn’t win the title back this week, Seth has him lined up for another shot at it at Ultimate Showdown.
So you aren’t bothered by Mikami not taking you seriously? Any chance that you may want to redeem yourself after last week’s loss by defending your title this week?[/blue]
Of course I want to redeem myself for last week’s fiasco, but that is between myself and someone else. Granted Rick Mad thought he should get involved and turned the tables against Dake and I, but this week will simply be about defending my title and beating a man that I have already proven I can beat. Same thing with the match that has been booked at Ultimate Showdown. I have beaten two of them before, and the third opponent doesn’t worry me in the slightest. As I said before Hank, I’m going to finally bring back some honor and prestige to this title and show that it takes more than midcarders like Mikami, Ryan Daniels, and D-Day to earn the right to wear it around their waist. Now if you will excuse me, I have someone to be in a few hours and I think you have what you need. Next time, give me a call would ya?
Guiliano hops down off the ring apron and makes his way out the door, forcefully pushing it open and leaving Hank in the room with the novice wrestlers. Each of them continue their routines; glancing over their shoulder, making sure that Allen has left the room before they start conversations about what they just witnessed.
Well, thanks Slick, I suppose that’s all the questions I had for today. I will make sure and let you know when I am coming next time so we don’t meet on such bad terms? Seems like our first interview went a lot better than this one.
Hank continues to nervously try to convince himself that the interview was worthwhile as both him and the cameraman make their way toward the exit as the man who was on the receiving end of Guiliano’s assault slowly makes his way from the locker room with training tape around his midsection as the camera fades to black.
