Post by lanceerickson on May 11, 2007 18:48:05 GMT -6
The scene opens up with Lance Erikson leaving the Star Pavilion. He is met by a raucous crowd of reporters and such trying to get a couple of words from some of the night's competitors. Lance is instantly met with quite a number of cameras and nosy reporters. Lance obliges to speak and is instantly ushered onto a waiting podium to make a statement and answer a couple of questions.
NBC Girl: Mr. Erikson! Glad we are able to have you here tonight. You just had an exhilarating win over up and coming star, Brad Armstrong. What's...
Lance holds up his hand to shut the reporter up.
Lance Erikson: Up and coming star? I proved to everybody tonight that he's all talk. He couldn't stand up to one of the big boys in the company. I took that rookie punk down easier than you can count 1, 2, 3. He's going to fear Lance Erikson for however long he decides to stay with the company.
CBS Man: Mr. Erikson, do you have word of what your next match is going to be?
Lance Erikson: Why wouldn't I? The Horsemen duo of Reck Maverick and myself against Flying Diamond CUtter Man and Mr. Showtime.
CBS Man: And your thoughts?
Lance Erikson: I was getting to that. I swear, you reporters piss me off. I can't even finish a damn thought without you putting your two cents in. Where was I? I'm going to be in the ring with two men worthy of respect, and one who isn't. Reck Maverick, while a bit...strange, has proven himself a good partner who I can count on in a match. Flying Diamond Cutter Man has become the man to beat in this company. The Real UWL champ isn't somebody to be messed with. He's already got an opportunity to become the biggest champion in the company at SuperMania.
NBC Girl: What about Mr. Showtime?
Lance Erikson: Damn it! Just shut up! All of you! Mr. Showtime is the guy who isn't worthy of a damn thing except a stomping by me! I was well on my way to kicking Lestat's ass last week and Mr. Showtime shows up in a match he had nothing to do with, causing me the loss. I want blood from this man. He can hate Lestat all he wants, but stay the HELL out of my matches!
But I've got him this week. Showtime will bleed before Thursday night is out. This is my guarantee for this week.
Before any of the other reporters can ask anything, Lance steps off the podium and walks off to his car with Holly on his arm. They both enter Lance's beemer and speed off with the top of the convertible up. The scene cuts back in with Lance driving in a nonchalant manner while Holly watches the varying city structures speed by.
Holly: Kind of harsh don't you think?
Lance Erikson: What?
Holly: What you said about Showtime just now.
Lance Erikson: Oh, that. Not in the slightest. Showtime took it upon himself to make a fool out of me when I had that match with Lestat. I'm just seeking retribution, that's all. If he can't handle what I'm about to bring to him, then he shouldn't have interfered. I made a promise to draw blood, it will be there on the mat.
Holly: DOn't forget about Flying Diamond Cutter Man while you're busy being pissed at Mr. Showtime.
Lance Erikson: I haven't. Diamond Cutter Guy is probably the toughest person I've ever had to face here. If Reck and I can bring him down a notch, then we'll have cemented our spot in this company. Reck and I need to sit down and figure out what we're going to do. We need to be a fluid team. Isolate the weak spots if we're going to have a chance at walking away with this one.
Holly: Weak Spot? Do they have one?
Lance Erikson: Even if they don't have a weakness, I'm going to turn Showtime into one. He's going to learn the hard way that I'm not his plaything. Anybody that thinks otherwise is going to get a rude awakening when I have Showtime laid out cold on the mat. He'll get knocked back down to curtain jerking where he belongs.
I've already got the momentum of taking down one "rising star". There's no way in hell I'm going to let these two jackasses kill it right before SuperMania. No matter what needs to be done, Reck and I will be the victors. I will make damn sure of that.
Holly: *sighs* Don't get yourself disqualified, okay?
Lance Erikson: I'm smarter than that.
The scene fades out as Lance pulls into his personal parking space and he and Holly exit the car and head into the building.
::END::
NBC Girl: Mr. Erikson! Glad we are able to have you here tonight. You just had an exhilarating win over up and coming star, Brad Armstrong. What's...
Lance holds up his hand to shut the reporter up.
Lance Erikson: Up and coming star? I proved to everybody tonight that he's all talk. He couldn't stand up to one of the big boys in the company. I took that rookie punk down easier than you can count 1, 2, 3. He's going to fear Lance Erikson for however long he decides to stay with the company.
CBS Man: Mr. Erikson, do you have word of what your next match is going to be?
Lance Erikson: Why wouldn't I? The Horsemen duo of Reck Maverick and myself against Flying Diamond CUtter Man and Mr. Showtime.
CBS Man: And your thoughts?
Lance Erikson: I was getting to that. I swear, you reporters piss me off. I can't even finish a damn thought without you putting your two cents in. Where was I? I'm going to be in the ring with two men worthy of respect, and one who isn't. Reck Maverick, while a bit...strange, has proven himself a good partner who I can count on in a match. Flying Diamond Cutter Man has become the man to beat in this company. The Real UWL champ isn't somebody to be messed with. He's already got an opportunity to become the biggest champion in the company at SuperMania.
NBC Girl: What about Mr. Showtime?
Lance Erikson: Damn it! Just shut up! All of you! Mr. Showtime is the guy who isn't worthy of a damn thing except a stomping by me! I was well on my way to kicking Lestat's ass last week and Mr. Showtime shows up in a match he had nothing to do with, causing me the loss. I want blood from this man. He can hate Lestat all he wants, but stay the HELL out of my matches!
But I've got him this week. Showtime will bleed before Thursday night is out. This is my guarantee for this week.
Before any of the other reporters can ask anything, Lance steps off the podium and walks off to his car with Holly on his arm. They both enter Lance's beemer and speed off with the top of the convertible up. The scene cuts back in with Lance driving in a nonchalant manner while Holly watches the varying city structures speed by.
Holly: Kind of harsh don't you think?
Lance Erikson: What?
Holly: What you said about Showtime just now.
Lance Erikson: Oh, that. Not in the slightest. Showtime took it upon himself to make a fool out of me when I had that match with Lestat. I'm just seeking retribution, that's all. If he can't handle what I'm about to bring to him, then he shouldn't have interfered. I made a promise to draw blood, it will be there on the mat.
Holly: DOn't forget about Flying Diamond Cutter Man while you're busy being pissed at Mr. Showtime.
Lance Erikson: I haven't. Diamond Cutter Guy is probably the toughest person I've ever had to face here. If Reck and I can bring him down a notch, then we'll have cemented our spot in this company. Reck and I need to sit down and figure out what we're going to do. We need to be a fluid team. Isolate the weak spots if we're going to have a chance at walking away with this one.
Holly: Weak Spot? Do they have one?
Lance Erikson: Even if they don't have a weakness, I'm going to turn Showtime into one. He's going to learn the hard way that I'm not his plaything. Anybody that thinks otherwise is going to get a rude awakening when I have Showtime laid out cold on the mat. He'll get knocked back down to curtain jerking where he belongs.
I've already got the momentum of taking down one "rising star". There's no way in hell I'm going to let these two jackasses kill it right before SuperMania. No matter what needs to be done, Reck and I will be the victors. I will make damn sure of that.
Holly: *sighs* Don't get yourself disqualified, okay?
Lance Erikson: I'm smarter than that.
The scene fades out as Lance pulls into his personal parking space and he and Holly exit the car and head into the building.
::END::