Post by halecollins on Oct 5, 2012 13:06:09 GMT -5
The scene opens to see YOUR WBSW Heavyweight Champion. Hale Collins is sitting comfortably on his couch, the WBSW Title sitting properly on the coffee table. Hale looks flat out worn out. As if this was the first time he's sat down in days.
Hale: It's been awhile huh? Since doing EXACTLY what I said I was going to do and beat that sick freak Invertigo, I haven't been in a match. Not because I'm injured. I didn't ask off, I guess management decided to protect their star. And it's a good thing, because I've been partying soooo damn hard. I mean, nonstop. What can I say? The bitches love a star.
Hale takes a moment to close his eyes, as if to reflect on the past few weeks, as a smile comes across his face. When he opens his eyes, Hale sits up and grabs his WBSW Title.
Hale: And speaking of bitches, and stars... My first opponent as WBSW Champion, Adam Stryker. Adam thinks that he's better than me? Why? Because he did something I've already done and beat two scrubs? Stryker had the nerves to call me a dirty little bitch. Who does that? 'Im gonna kick your ass you dirty little bitch!' That sounds like a little kid who knows he's got nothing.
Hale takes a moment to grab what we'll just call a cigarette. Hale grabs a match, because he's too cool for a lighter.
Hale: And thats what you are. You're a nothing. No one. You mean literally nothing to me.
Your WBSW Champ strikes the match.
Hale: You see this Stryker? This match is you. You see how it's lit right now, ready to set the world on fire? That's where you are right now. Ready to shock the world and beat the champ. But watch closely, pretty soon that match starts to shrink. The fire becomes weaker. The match becomes less useful. This weekend is the highlight of your career. You get to main event with THE STAR of this company. You get the rub of a lifetime, but after that, its back to obscurity you go.
Hale stares into the small flame...
Hale: Your fire dies down after I smother it. It's your first and only chance at main eventing in this company as long as I'm here. Next week, who knows if you'll even be booked. But if you do, it's back to curtain jerking you go. That's where you'll stay, until your fire turns to smoke and is completely dead.
The fire on the match dies out just as it touches Hale's thumb.
Hale: Fuck that hurt!!
Hale tosses the match onto the table in front of him.
Hale: You're right Adam. I am the brightest shining star in the WBSW. Even you couldn't deny that. And yes, a bright shining star does die eventually. But even when it does, it's a spectacular, beautiful thing to see... Besides, a struck match dies out a whole hell of alot quicker than a bright, shining star.
Hale rubs his gorgeous WBSW Title as the scene fades to black.
Hale: It's been awhile huh? Since doing EXACTLY what I said I was going to do and beat that sick freak Invertigo, I haven't been in a match. Not because I'm injured. I didn't ask off, I guess management decided to protect their star. And it's a good thing, because I've been partying soooo damn hard. I mean, nonstop. What can I say? The bitches love a star.
Hale takes a moment to close his eyes, as if to reflect on the past few weeks, as a smile comes across his face. When he opens his eyes, Hale sits up and grabs his WBSW Title.
Hale: And speaking of bitches, and stars... My first opponent as WBSW Champion, Adam Stryker. Adam thinks that he's better than me? Why? Because he did something I've already done and beat two scrubs? Stryker had the nerves to call me a dirty little bitch. Who does that? 'Im gonna kick your ass you dirty little bitch!' That sounds like a little kid who knows he's got nothing.
Hale takes a moment to grab what we'll just call a cigarette. Hale grabs a match, because he's too cool for a lighter.
Hale: And thats what you are. You're a nothing. No one. You mean literally nothing to me.
Your WBSW Champ strikes the match.
Hale: You see this Stryker? This match is you. You see how it's lit right now, ready to set the world on fire? That's where you are right now. Ready to shock the world and beat the champ. But watch closely, pretty soon that match starts to shrink. The fire becomes weaker. The match becomes less useful. This weekend is the highlight of your career. You get to main event with THE STAR of this company. You get the rub of a lifetime, but after that, its back to obscurity you go.
Hale stares into the small flame...
Hale: Your fire dies down after I smother it. It's your first and only chance at main eventing in this company as long as I'm here. Next week, who knows if you'll even be booked. But if you do, it's back to curtain jerking you go. That's where you'll stay, until your fire turns to smoke and is completely dead.
The fire on the match dies out just as it touches Hale's thumb.
Hale: Fuck that hurt!!
Hale tosses the match onto the table in front of him.
Hale: You're right Adam. I am the brightest shining star in the WBSW. Even you couldn't deny that. And yes, a bright shining star does die eventually. But even when it does, it's a spectacular, beautiful thing to see... Besides, a struck match dies out a whole hell of alot quicker than a bright, shining star.
Hale rubs his gorgeous WBSW Title as the scene fades to black.