Post by Allen Guiliano on Oct 19, 2009 0:38:48 GMT -5
The scene opens with Allen Guiliano sitting behind a lavish ebony desk, a single green banker’s lamp the only illumination in the room. A camera is positioned across the desk in a chair where an eager client would normally be seated. The lone bulb casts a show on the face of perhaps the most important man in the World Championship Federation at the current time. Behind the Italian, an open window reveals the neon Vegas skyline far below the office located high atop the Camille hotel and casino. A half full lowball glass of a clear liquid, complete with a lime wedge sits at Guiliano’s right, an ashtray with a half burned cigarillo at his left. The smoke rises up through his nostrils as he relaxes back into his black leather office chair, the bottoms of his black and white wingtips visible to the lens. His smooth, mellow voice becomes audible and can be heard clearly through the microphone atop the camera.
It seems that there has been a cog thrown into the machine that was my rising career here in the WCF. A match that was slated for the main event at Helloween can no longer take place because two individuals seem to have their own agenda of how things should work around here. Two individuals that come out and claim to reveal spoilers to all the fans that loyally tune in each and every week to see the twists and turns that will take place in their favorite superstar’s career. However, these two men, no, wait, they don’t deserve to be called men, especially after the way they conducted themselves in their latest promo in which they claim to “go out with style”. So, let’s try this again. These two childish figures come out and lay their Tag Team Titles in the ring and simply walk out the doors of the WCF trying to make a statement. They claim that Seth Lerch is wanting them out of the federation because he simply isn’t giving into their outlandish demands. Now, I will admit, I haven’t been the biggest fan of Mr. Lerch’s as of late, especially the way he insulted my nationality just a week ago with his poor attempt at humor, but the man has always treated me with respect outside the ring and has always showed me how much he truly cares for the federation he calls his own. To claim anything different is simply ignorant and arrogant at the same time.
These two men, who’s names I dare not utter simply because it would give them the satisfaction of a man of my stature acknowledging their presence, claim to know the storyline that is developing between Torture and myself. They also seem to think that I am playing the role of a heel and have already accepted the invitation by the Team of Torture and that I have been initiated as a full blown member. This is simply not true and anyone that thinks otherwise has been…misinformed to say the least. Maybe misinformed isn’t the correct word in this situation, maybe stupidity would be closer to the truth, or perhaps even conceit or egotism. Whatever it is, they simply come out and act like heroes and world beaters by “telling the truth” about the WCF when, in reality, they couldn’t be farther from the truth. So to the two of you, I say go ahead and lay your belts in the middle of the ring, go ahead and walk out on this company, and go ahead and tuck your tails between your legs and avoid the biggest match of your careers. Brag about your undefeated streak to all your “fans” out there, because no matter how much you claim to know, how much you claim to have won, and how “dominant” a team you claim to be, your announcements will fail upon deaf ears. I wouldn’t have expected anything less from two individuals that think so highly of themselves as the two of you. Also, I’m not sure what “fans” were chanting your name as you made your final announcement and rode off into the sunset, but they were no fans of a great federation like the WCF. This isn’t my “first rodeo” either and I’m not sure what companies you worked for in the past, but they must have catered to you every demand, showered you with compliments, and pampered your egos because frankly, the two of you were nothing special in my eyes. I have seen much more talented tag teams and much more talented individuals in this business. Frankly, I think your gimmick was wearing thin here in this federation and the whole “we copy you” thing was getting old to everyone but the two of you here in the World Championship Federation.
Tiffany Jane was the only reason anyone listened to you two assholes run your mouth each and every week and frankly I was even getting tired of staring at her as you draped your tainted championship belts over her like they actually had any value here. Seth gave you the opportunity to make those “seven pounds of dead weight” actually mean something by having to defend them against the two best competitors the WCF has to offer and what did you do? You ran away. You simply took your ball and went home like the children that you are. You wanted to be treated with respect, wanted to be valued as a tag team, yet you never gave anything valuable back to this organization. All you gave was your opinion and I think we all know how cheap your opinions were. So, as you leave, go out there and flaunt your undefeated record, preach to others how the WCF wronged you, and how the writers simply didn’t maximize your talents, but please, do us all a favor, and never step back through those doors ever again. Move from federation to federation and continue to bitch and moan about how you deserved to be treated like God’s gift to wrestling, but make sure you never come back to this one. I couldn’t have been more excited when I heard the announcement at Slam that it would be Torture and I up against the two of you. It wasn’t because I really wanted to become a Tag Team Champion or because I was excited to team with Torture, but simply because I wanted to beat the living hell out of the two of you and shut you up once and for all. Unfortunately, you didn’t even have the decency to give me that opportunity. Fanabla to the two of you and may we never cross paths again.
Guiliano continues his stern look, snatching the drink up off the desk and taking a long swig from the crystal glass before setting it back down again. He then slowly pushes himself back away from the desk and closes his eyes as the wheels of the chair carry him over to the window before he rises to his feet and glances over the bustling streets below. With his focus still on the Vegas skyline, he continues.
Now that I have addressed that situation, it is onto more important things, onto more relevant things, and on to things that still have meaning here in the WCF. Of course I speak of the recent tag team match that I have been booked in this Monday night in Mankato, Minnesota. I have been teamed with a Team of Torture member Jay Price. He is a competitor that seems to have the opposite values that I find honorable in a person, yet a competitor that has the same desire to win. However, we both want victory for very different reasons. Price wants victories to pad his ego and his record, while I win for honor and for respect among my fellow wrestlers, not for my own ego and narcissism. It is a match where Jay Price has a lot to lose and very little to gain. He can lose his title in this bout, but he also has to be the one that gets pinned in order for that to happen and I know damn well that Hector Rodriguez wouldn’t mind wearing that Television Title around his waist, especially if it came at Jay’s expense. I’m sure that Anastasia wouldn’t mind getting her hands back on that title as well and there could be some tension between her and Rodriguez, but that is something that I simply cannot predict.
It almost seems as if I am a fourth wheel, so to speak, in this little shindig on Monday night. But, nevertheless, I will give my best effort and make sure that the team I represent in that ring will emerge victorious. Seth is trying his best to get me comfortable with the Team of Torture, but frankly I find this match kind of the opposite. One week away from a Tag Team Title match with a phantom opponent and this week I am in a Television Title match where I cannot come away with a belt around my waist. I’m not saying there is something going on behind closed doors to keep me on my toes for that eventual World Title match at One, but it seems like I am out there grinding it out each and every week, while my opponent, and wannabe stable mate Torture is enjoying the luxuries of his designation as World Champion. I suppose that is the difference between the schedule of the #1 Contender and the World Champion.
As I have said before, I respect both Hector and Anastasia as competitors, but as they have both found out before, Slickie T is unlike any opponent they have faced before, especially when I have a hungry Jay Price in my corner. Hector, you are a great talent, and I respect you more than any other superstar in the WCF today, but once again we find ourselves on different sides of the same line and that respect disappears when the opening bell rings. You and Logan seem to have a good thing going and now that the viruses that were the Tag Team Champions have done us all a favor, I can almost see you two wearing those belts around your waist and some point in the near future, but that conversation is for another place and another time. This week it is about our match at Slam and nothing else.
Anastasia, I really hope you took my advance and improved the quality of your diet. The vodka has to go sweetheart and the red wine has to take its place. Obviously I want you to stick to your normal routine this week as I was able to pick up the win against you just one week ago, but for future matches just take my advice and see how it works out for you. From one foreigner to another in this American based organization. I’m sure I am the least of your concerns this week seeing as how your eyes will be on Jay Price’s waist…and no I don’t mean on that part of his waist, I speak of that Television Title that you will have a chance of winning once again. Whatever is between Price and yourself stays between you two, but he is in my corner this week and I suppose it is my responsibility to make sure he walks out with the same title in which he will enter the ring. The card states that you might want your revenge for the loss you suffered last week, but something tells me that simply isn’t true and that you have bigger and better things to do than trying to get your revenge on some Italian that pinned you last week in the main event. So, good luck to you this week as well Ms. Petrova as we meet on a Monday night for the second week in a row.
As he completes his latest sentence the phone on his desk begins to ring. Guiliano spins on his heels and reaches forward removing the receiver from its cradle before placing it to his ear. He holds a finger up to the camera as he takes the call.
This is he……….Yes I know………Alright, I will be down in a minute……..Well, if it is longer than ten minutes tell him to wait a little longer, I have some business to take care of first………Alright, you have a good night……..Thank you and goodbye.
A smirk forms across his lips as he places the phone back on the hook and gives a slight wink to the camera. Once again he turns and looks over the city below him, his hands clasped behind his back.
So, as I get ready to head off to Minnesota to fill my duties as a superstar in the WCF, it seems that Mr. Lerch has some decisions to make for the upcoming pay per view event. Seems that the main event might have to change and I am quite anxious to see what you come up with boss. Your tag team match of the ages has been foiled and I think we both know there isn’t a team out there that can even begin to compete with the likes of Torture and Slickie T. There is simply more talent in the two of us than there is nearly the entire rest of the roster and that’s not being arrogant, that’s being truthful. I’m sure the wheels are turning in that head of yours as you figure out a way to keep all those ticketholders in their seats and keep The Allstate Arena at maximum occupancy. It was an embarrassment for the city of Chicago when they failed to land the 2016 Olympics, don’t kick them while they are down and take away the two men the people of the Windy City paid to see. Keep it classy Lerch and I will see you in Minnesota.
The scene fades to black as Guiliano turns to his left and walks over, retrieving the camera and turning it off as he makes his way through the heavy office door that separates him from the hallway that will lead him to his elevator and then outside to an awaiting vehicle.
It seems that there has been a cog thrown into the machine that was my rising career here in the WCF. A match that was slated for the main event at Helloween can no longer take place because two individuals seem to have their own agenda of how things should work around here. Two individuals that come out and claim to reveal spoilers to all the fans that loyally tune in each and every week to see the twists and turns that will take place in their favorite superstar’s career. However, these two men, no, wait, they don’t deserve to be called men, especially after the way they conducted themselves in their latest promo in which they claim to “go out with style”. So, let’s try this again. These two childish figures come out and lay their Tag Team Titles in the ring and simply walk out the doors of the WCF trying to make a statement. They claim that Seth Lerch is wanting them out of the federation because he simply isn’t giving into their outlandish demands. Now, I will admit, I haven’t been the biggest fan of Mr. Lerch’s as of late, especially the way he insulted my nationality just a week ago with his poor attempt at humor, but the man has always treated me with respect outside the ring and has always showed me how much he truly cares for the federation he calls his own. To claim anything different is simply ignorant and arrogant at the same time.
These two men, who’s names I dare not utter simply because it would give them the satisfaction of a man of my stature acknowledging their presence, claim to know the storyline that is developing between Torture and myself. They also seem to think that I am playing the role of a heel and have already accepted the invitation by the Team of Torture and that I have been initiated as a full blown member. This is simply not true and anyone that thinks otherwise has been…misinformed to say the least. Maybe misinformed isn’t the correct word in this situation, maybe stupidity would be closer to the truth, or perhaps even conceit or egotism. Whatever it is, they simply come out and act like heroes and world beaters by “telling the truth” about the WCF when, in reality, they couldn’t be farther from the truth. So to the two of you, I say go ahead and lay your belts in the middle of the ring, go ahead and walk out on this company, and go ahead and tuck your tails between your legs and avoid the biggest match of your careers. Brag about your undefeated streak to all your “fans” out there, because no matter how much you claim to know, how much you claim to have won, and how “dominant” a team you claim to be, your announcements will fail upon deaf ears. I wouldn’t have expected anything less from two individuals that think so highly of themselves as the two of you. Also, I’m not sure what “fans” were chanting your name as you made your final announcement and rode off into the sunset, but they were no fans of a great federation like the WCF. This isn’t my “first rodeo” either and I’m not sure what companies you worked for in the past, but they must have catered to you every demand, showered you with compliments, and pampered your egos because frankly, the two of you were nothing special in my eyes. I have seen much more talented tag teams and much more talented individuals in this business. Frankly, I think your gimmick was wearing thin here in this federation and the whole “we copy you” thing was getting old to everyone but the two of you here in the World Championship Federation.
Tiffany Jane was the only reason anyone listened to you two assholes run your mouth each and every week and frankly I was even getting tired of staring at her as you draped your tainted championship belts over her like they actually had any value here. Seth gave you the opportunity to make those “seven pounds of dead weight” actually mean something by having to defend them against the two best competitors the WCF has to offer and what did you do? You ran away. You simply took your ball and went home like the children that you are. You wanted to be treated with respect, wanted to be valued as a tag team, yet you never gave anything valuable back to this organization. All you gave was your opinion and I think we all know how cheap your opinions were. So, as you leave, go out there and flaunt your undefeated record, preach to others how the WCF wronged you, and how the writers simply didn’t maximize your talents, but please, do us all a favor, and never step back through those doors ever again. Move from federation to federation and continue to bitch and moan about how you deserved to be treated like God’s gift to wrestling, but make sure you never come back to this one. I couldn’t have been more excited when I heard the announcement at Slam that it would be Torture and I up against the two of you. It wasn’t because I really wanted to become a Tag Team Champion or because I was excited to team with Torture, but simply because I wanted to beat the living hell out of the two of you and shut you up once and for all. Unfortunately, you didn’t even have the decency to give me that opportunity. Fanabla to the two of you and may we never cross paths again.
Guiliano continues his stern look, snatching the drink up off the desk and taking a long swig from the crystal glass before setting it back down again. He then slowly pushes himself back away from the desk and closes his eyes as the wheels of the chair carry him over to the window before he rises to his feet and glances over the bustling streets below. With his focus still on the Vegas skyline, he continues.
Now that I have addressed that situation, it is onto more important things, onto more relevant things, and on to things that still have meaning here in the WCF. Of course I speak of the recent tag team match that I have been booked in this Monday night in Mankato, Minnesota. I have been teamed with a Team of Torture member Jay Price. He is a competitor that seems to have the opposite values that I find honorable in a person, yet a competitor that has the same desire to win. However, we both want victory for very different reasons. Price wants victories to pad his ego and his record, while I win for honor and for respect among my fellow wrestlers, not for my own ego and narcissism. It is a match where Jay Price has a lot to lose and very little to gain. He can lose his title in this bout, but he also has to be the one that gets pinned in order for that to happen and I know damn well that Hector Rodriguez wouldn’t mind wearing that Television Title around his waist, especially if it came at Jay’s expense. I’m sure that Anastasia wouldn’t mind getting her hands back on that title as well and there could be some tension between her and Rodriguez, but that is something that I simply cannot predict.
It almost seems as if I am a fourth wheel, so to speak, in this little shindig on Monday night. But, nevertheless, I will give my best effort and make sure that the team I represent in that ring will emerge victorious. Seth is trying his best to get me comfortable with the Team of Torture, but frankly I find this match kind of the opposite. One week away from a Tag Team Title match with a phantom opponent and this week I am in a Television Title match where I cannot come away with a belt around my waist. I’m not saying there is something going on behind closed doors to keep me on my toes for that eventual World Title match at One, but it seems like I am out there grinding it out each and every week, while my opponent, and wannabe stable mate Torture is enjoying the luxuries of his designation as World Champion. I suppose that is the difference between the schedule of the #1 Contender and the World Champion.
As I have said before, I respect both Hector and Anastasia as competitors, but as they have both found out before, Slickie T is unlike any opponent they have faced before, especially when I have a hungry Jay Price in my corner. Hector, you are a great talent, and I respect you more than any other superstar in the WCF today, but once again we find ourselves on different sides of the same line and that respect disappears when the opening bell rings. You and Logan seem to have a good thing going and now that the viruses that were the Tag Team Champions have done us all a favor, I can almost see you two wearing those belts around your waist and some point in the near future, but that conversation is for another place and another time. This week it is about our match at Slam and nothing else.
Anastasia, I really hope you took my advance and improved the quality of your diet. The vodka has to go sweetheart and the red wine has to take its place. Obviously I want you to stick to your normal routine this week as I was able to pick up the win against you just one week ago, but for future matches just take my advice and see how it works out for you. From one foreigner to another in this American based organization. I’m sure I am the least of your concerns this week seeing as how your eyes will be on Jay Price’s waist…and no I don’t mean on that part of his waist, I speak of that Television Title that you will have a chance of winning once again. Whatever is between Price and yourself stays between you two, but he is in my corner this week and I suppose it is my responsibility to make sure he walks out with the same title in which he will enter the ring. The card states that you might want your revenge for the loss you suffered last week, but something tells me that simply isn’t true and that you have bigger and better things to do than trying to get your revenge on some Italian that pinned you last week in the main event. So, good luck to you this week as well Ms. Petrova as we meet on a Monday night for the second week in a row.
As he completes his latest sentence the phone on his desk begins to ring. Guiliano spins on his heels and reaches forward removing the receiver from its cradle before placing it to his ear. He holds a finger up to the camera as he takes the call.
This is he……….Yes I know………Alright, I will be down in a minute……..Well, if it is longer than ten minutes tell him to wait a little longer, I have some business to take care of first………Alright, you have a good night……..Thank you and goodbye.
A smirk forms across his lips as he places the phone back on the hook and gives a slight wink to the camera. Once again he turns and looks over the city below him, his hands clasped behind his back.
So, as I get ready to head off to Minnesota to fill my duties as a superstar in the WCF, it seems that Mr. Lerch has some decisions to make for the upcoming pay per view event. Seems that the main event might have to change and I am quite anxious to see what you come up with boss. Your tag team match of the ages has been foiled and I think we both know there isn’t a team out there that can even begin to compete with the likes of Torture and Slickie T. There is simply more talent in the two of us than there is nearly the entire rest of the roster and that’s not being arrogant, that’s being truthful. I’m sure the wheels are turning in that head of yours as you figure out a way to keep all those ticketholders in their seats and keep The Allstate Arena at maximum occupancy. It was an embarrassment for the city of Chicago when they failed to land the 2016 Olympics, don’t kick them while they are down and take away the two men the people of the Windy City paid to see. Keep it classy Lerch and I will see you in Minnesota.
The scene fades to black as Guiliano turns to his left and walks over, retrieving the camera and turning it off as he makes his way through the heavy office door that separates him from the hallway that will lead him to his elevator and then outside to an awaiting vehicle.
