Post by The Chupster on Jan 22, 2011 23:48:06 GMT -5
Backstage, post-Adrenalin, a camera is following OCW World Champion Riley Taylor down the hallway. As he begins to turn a corner, Rick Slade turns it, almost running into him.
Slade:[/b][/color] Whoa, hey!
Taylor: Daah!
Slade: Riley Taylor, look at you. I'm proud of you, m'boy! You've done something most people wouldn't have believed possible, but I've always thought you had the talent to make a great World Champion!
Taylor: Well... thanks!
Slade: Son, I want to plaster your face all over the globe! I want your name in every kid's mouth! There are so many names out there synonymous with professional wrestling- greats like Hulk Hogan, Harley Race, Ric Flair! These days, all you get are mamby-pamby catchphrase-spewing 3-move jackasses like John Cena, or well... anyone else from WWE. I think you have it in you to be one of the GREATS.
Taylor: Really?
Slade: However, we have a major obstacle. The cTn. And more importantly, the Overdrive GM, whoever this jackass is.
Taylor: Yeah, they definitely showed their true colors tonight.
Slade: Right! And while you're the guy on top of the mountain, if you're standing up there alone, sooner or later these cTn bastards are going to gang up and knock you off. I don't want that. Especially with the upcoming roster draft!
Taylor: Well, I don't know how many allies I really have at the moment...
Slade: Not to worry! I've got Minion out there recruiting allies for us...
Taylor: Wait, MINION? Uh, I don't think he's really gonna want to "protect" me so much after Backwoods Asskickin'...
Slade: All taken care of! I have him out there, recruiting talent that will help us take back what's ours while protecting you- THE NEW FACE OF OCW!!! Catchy, right?
Taylor: I have to admit, I really do like the sound of that!
Slade: All right, that's what I like to see- a champion with some foresight! I'll take care of the details, don't you worry your head. Just watch out for those cTn bastards. I'll start leasing a limo- no more driving from show to show for our champion! You just get some rest- it's hard to build your rep if you're worn out and lose that belt!
Taylor: You're right, Mr. Slade. Thanks!
Slade: Get whatever you want from room service at the hotel. Matter of fact, here's my suite over at the Plaza. The limo in the parking garage will take you straight there.
Slade pulls a key out of his pocket and plants it in Riley's hand with both of his own.
Slade:[/b] [/color] Sorry to rush off, but you know how it is- beginning of the year and all! We'll catch up later, Riley!
Taylor (just shocked): Wow, thanks!
Slade (spinning around Riley and resuming his path down the hall): You're one of the greats, Riley! We're gonna do some beautiful business together!
Taylor: Yeah- thanks again!
Riley looks at the key in his hand, pops it into the air and catches it.
Taylor:[/b][/color] Huh. A limo! Sweet!
He turns to leave and the camera fades out.
Slade:[/b][/color] Whoa, hey!
Taylor: Daah!
Slade: Riley Taylor, look at you. I'm proud of you, m'boy! You've done something most people wouldn't have believed possible, but I've always thought you had the talent to make a great World Champion!
Taylor: Well... thanks!
Slade: Son, I want to plaster your face all over the globe! I want your name in every kid's mouth! There are so many names out there synonymous with professional wrestling- greats like Hulk Hogan, Harley Race, Ric Flair! These days, all you get are mamby-pamby catchphrase-spewing 3-move jackasses like John Cena, or well... anyone else from WWE. I think you have it in you to be one of the GREATS.
Taylor: Really?
Slade: However, we have a major obstacle. The cTn. And more importantly, the Overdrive GM, whoever this jackass is.
Taylor: Yeah, they definitely showed their true colors tonight.
Slade: Right! And while you're the guy on top of the mountain, if you're standing up there alone, sooner or later these cTn bastards are going to gang up and knock you off. I don't want that. Especially with the upcoming roster draft!
Taylor: Well, I don't know how many allies I really have at the moment...
Slade: Not to worry! I've got Minion out there recruiting allies for us...
Taylor: Wait, MINION? Uh, I don't think he's really gonna want to "protect" me so much after Backwoods Asskickin'...
Slade: All taken care of! I have him out there, recruiting talent that will help us take back what's ours while protecting you- THE NEW FACE OF OCW!!! Catchy, right?
Taylor: I have to admit, I really do like the sound of that!
Slade: All right, that's what I like to see- a champion with some foresight! I'll take care of the details, don't you worry your head. Just watch out for those cTn bastards. I'll start leasing a limo- no more driving from show to show for our champion! You just get some rest- it's hard to build your rep if you're worn out and lose that belt!
Taylor: You're right, Mr. Slade. Thanks!
Slade: Get whatever you want from room service at the hotel. Matter of fact, here's my suite over at the Plaza. The limo in the parking garage will take you straight there.
Slade pulls a key out of his pocket and plants it in Riley's hand with both of his own.
Slade:[/b] [/color] Sorry to rush off, but you know how it is- beginning of the year and all! We'll catch up later, Riley!
Taylor (just shocked): Wow, thanks!
Slade (spinning around Riley and resuming his path down the hall): You're one of the greats, Riley! We're gonna do some beautiful business together!
Taylor: Yeah- thanks again!
Riley looks at the key in his hand, pops it into the air and catches it.
Taylor:[/b][/color] Huh. A limo! Sweet!
He turns to leave and the camera fades out.
