Post by Fire on May 1, 2007 21:34:09 GMT -6
*The camera fades in showing Lestat sitting on a large california king bed that is covered with a large black comforter. He is wearing low-rise dark blue jeans. He holds the cell phone to his head smiling as he hangs up the phone and looks to the camera. *
Lestat: Well things went very well last night. That club was hopping with beautiful ladies. I even got a chance to talk things threw with Shade. So things are finally looking up. My mind is at ease and I can concentrate on my match with the four horsemen’s very own Lance Erikson. This guy seems to be just a little conceded. I mean congratulations on your part in beating Murderous Entertainment. That is a great feat in this company, but it is not the main thing. Now if you had won the POW Heavyweight Title that would be something to keep bragging about. He also wants to go on about how I will not be that much of a challenge compared to what he has been going threw lately. Well that is just fine and all, but do not underestimate me. I am here too win this match.
*Lestat stands up and walks to the closet opening the door. There are many items of clothing most are black, but there are a few light-colored shirts in the mix. He reaches in and pulls out a new Mr. Showtime trench coat. He sighs and puts it back. He then pulls out a long black plain trench and tosses it on the bed. He reaches back in and pulls out a black tank top and pulls it on. He walks back to the bed and puts on the trench. *
Lestat: Lets go outside for a nice long smoke shall we.
*Lestat walks to the dresser and picks up a pack of Camel Wide’s and a black lighter. He opens his bedroom door and walks outside. The camera looks around the house a little as it follows him out. Most of the house is done in a gothic type fashion. The camera rejoins Lestat outside. Lestat is leaning against the railing. He taps the pack of cigarettes on his palm. He turns the box around and opens the pack. He pulls out a cigarette and lights it. He takes a puff and blows it into the camera mans face. *
Lestat: I know that Lance you think this is going to be an easy night when we meet in that ring, but I hate to tell you this. You are wrong. It is in fact not going to be easy because I am pulling out all stops. I am unleashing the beast inside. I am ready for you and if need be your little friends too. I do however agree with you on something you said. I hope Fire and Mr. Showtime both stay out of this. I want a one on one match with you as well. I think if nothing else we can learn a lot about each other which will help down the road if we are to face each other again. It will give me a chance to learn more about you. I have watched some of your matches and I must say they are impressive. So let us bring the fans of POW what they want. Lets give them a damn good show. No matter what you may think of the fans they are the ones who make our paychecks possible. Without fans there would be now POW.
*Lestat takes a long drag of the cigarette and exhales away from the camera man this time. *[/b]
Lestat: Now, there is something else besides Lance I wish to speak of. Fire I hope things with Mr. Showtime went well when you called him. I hope that all the damage I caused for you is soon repaired. I also know that what Lance has been saying about you must have upset you, but please do no take it out on him until the match is over. I do not want any more accidents to happen. I want this match to go without interruptions from you or Showtime or anyone in POW. So, please just stay in the back and help prep Showtime for his match. This plea also is intended for you Mr. Showtime. Stay in the back with your wife and prepare for your match. Do not come out and interfere with mine. I want to make this a fair fight between Lance and myself.
*Lestat takes another draw and walks to the steps. He blows out the smoke as he sits down on the stairs. *
Lestat: So Lance now that the hour is upon us let us bring our A games to the table and give it our all no matter what. Lance I will be ready for you.
*The scene fades to black as Lestat takes another draw of his cigarette. *
Lestat: Well things went very well last night. That club was hopping with beautiful ladies. I even got a chance to talk things threw with Shade. So things are finally looking up. My mind is at ease and I can concentrate on my match with the four horsemen’s very own Lance Erikson. This guy seems to be just a little conceded. I mean congratulations on your part in beating Murderous Entertainment. That is a great feat in this company, but it is not the main thing. Now if you had won the POW Heavyweight Title that would be something to keep bragging about. He also wants to go on about how I will not be that much of a challenge compared to what he has been going threw lately. Well that is just fine and all, but do not underestimate me. I am here too win this match.
*Lestat stands up and walks to the closet opening the door. There are many items of clothing most are black, but there are a few light-colored shirts in the mix. He reaches in and pulls out a new Mr. Showtime trench coat. He sighs and puts it back. He then pulls out a long black plain trench and tosses it on the bed. He reaches back in and pulls out a black tank top and pulls it on. He walks back to the bed and puts on the trench. *
Lestat: Lets go outside for a nice long smoke shall we.
*Lestat walks to the dresser and picks up a pack of Camel Wide’s and a black lighter. He opens his bedroom door and walks outside. The camera looks around the house a little as it follows him out. Most of the house is done in a gothic type fashion. The camera rejoins Lestat outside. Lestat is leaning against the railing. He taps the pack of cigarettes on his palm. He turns the box around and opens the pack. He pulls out a cigarette and lights it. He takes a puff and blows it into the camera mans face. *
Lestat: I know that Lance you think this is going to be an easy night when we meet in that ring, but I hate to tell you this. You are wrong. It is in fact not going to be easy because I am pulling out all stops. I am unleashing the beast inside. I am ready for you and if need be your little friends too. I do however agree with you on something you said. I hope Fire and Mr. Showtime both stay out of this. I want a one on one match with you as well. I think if nothing else we can learn a lot about each other which will help down the road if we are to face each other again. It will give me a chance to learn more about you. I have watched some of your matches and I must say they are impressive. So let us bring the fans of POW what they want. Lets give them a damn good show. No matter what you may think of the fans they are the ones who make our paychecks possible. Without fans there would be now POW.
*Lestat takes a long drag of the cigarette and exhales away from the camera man this time. *[/b]
Lestat: Now, there is something else besides Lance I wish to speak of. Fire I hope things with Mr. Showtime went well when you called him. I hope that all the damage I caused for you is soon repaired. I also know that what Lance has been saying about you must have upset you, but please do no take it out on him until the match is over. I do not want any more accidents to happen. I want this match to go without interruptions from you or Showtime or anyone in POW. So, please just stay in the back and help prep Showtime for his match. This plea also is intended for you Mr. Showtime. Stay in the back with your wife and prepare for your match. Do not come out and interfere with mine. I want to make this a fair fight between Lance and myself.
*Lestat takes another draw and walks to the steps. He blows out the smoke as he sits down on the stairs. *
Lestat: So Lance now that the hour is upon us let us bring our A games to the table and give it our all no matter what. Lance I will be ready for you.
*The scene fades to black as Lestat takes another draw of his cigarette. *
