Already Famous Aug 12, 2011 11:15:37 GMT -5
Post by Tim on Aug 12, 2011 11:15:37 GMT -5
In the WCF hallway, we have a masked wrestler and an talent agent of his being pestered by reporters.
"El Mideo, how does it feel to be a part of the WCF roster?"
"When will you be able to debut?"
"Can you tell us who you really are?"
Suddenly, his agent steps in.
"We really don't have time to answer your questions. And who he really is? He's a hardcore high-flier, you moron."
Finally, El Mideo and his agent manages to get into the locker room. The agent locks the door as El Mideo sits down.
"Paparazzi, what a bunch of idiots."
The agent sits down with him.
"Listen. This is WCF. It's not like your other promotion which has hardcore brawls and crazy violence. In here, it's your time to shine, you got that? This could lead you into the main event scene. Maybe even the WCF World Championship gold! All you gotta do is to keep making impressive matches and amazing promos. You were good on the mic in your other promotion. Too bad you've decided to become a new character. Hey, gimmicks are gimmicks."
El Mideo doesn't respond. The agent gets up and goes outside to see if the coast is clear. It's quieter than just now. He goes out.
"I'm goin' out to take a smoke. Call me when you're done."
El Mideo nods as his agent leaves the room. He gets up and looks into the mirror. In 2 minutes, he goes to his locker and starts unpacking. After that, he finally goes outside and sees his agent leaning against the wall and smoking.
El Mideo nods.
"Great. We have a long day ahead of us."
They both walk out of the arena into the light.