Post by lanceerickson on Apr 29, 2007 7:56:10 GMT -6
The scene opens up with Lance Erikson walking determinedly backstage at a POW: Midwest house show. He finally gets to the entryway and signals for his music to kick up with a snap of his fingers. Two developmental wrestlers are in the ring, just about to start a match as "The Four Horsemen" by Metallica kicks up over the PA and the two developmental guys both do a double take as Lance walks down the entryway. Both men look at him calmly walking toward them with fear in their eyes while the audience boos at Lance's interruption. Not even noticing the two men are in the ring, Lance walks himself right by the ring and toward the announce table. He pops on a pair of headphones and forces Alex Pilgrim to budge up, giving him room to sit down.
Tony Almanti: Well well well, looks like we have a guest tonight. How ya doing Lance?
Lance Erikson: Eh, figured I'd come down here and see how easy your jobs were. I finished my workout a couple of hours ago and had some time to kill.
Alex Pilgrim: How...easy our jobs are?
Lance Erikson: Don't piss me off Alex, it was a...(Lance has some trouble saying the word)...joke.
The two men in the ring kick off their match, both looking relieved that Lance isn't in the ring to mess with their nights.
Tony Almanti: So, Fire and Lestat's interview played for the audience tonight. I'm assuming you saw that?
Lance Erikson: (sighs) Yeah, unfortunately for me, I got to see that touching little soap opera. There's more drama going on between those three than I saw back in High School.
Alex Pilgrim: OH, missed attempt there at a Shining Wizard from...
Lance Erikson: (Interrupting) I mean look, even Greg Kilgreen couldn't do his job seriously with those two. He spent most of the interview poking little snide comments at both of them. That's what Lestat gets, I guess, for trying to take a guy's woman. I do have a solution for their little problem. Lestat, buddy, there's a whole trove of women out there that Fire couldn't stand up to, especially with how..."verile"...you are. If David DeAngelo was still with the company, I'm sure he'd be able to help you find a woman. Hell, all you have to do is go to some street corner to find a better woman just standing there waiting for you. I mean, we can't all be me right?
Tony Almanti: Are you suggesting that Lestat get himself a whore?
Lance Erikson: It'd be a nice change for the guy. Especially with that wonderful example of womanhood (Lance pauses) standing there 'not' at his side. She calls herself his friend. But she won't be cheering Lestat on, no, she'll be in the back celebrating Showtime's latest loss because he 'almost' had King Cobra. Lestat has no friends in this company. It might be prudent for him to fade into the night, to run away from this place.
Alex Pilgrim: Burning Hammer!!!
Tony Almanti: So, Lance, what are your plans for this match?
Lance Erikson: Do what the horsemen do best, dominate. We've got ourself a new guy, we're now complete, and we're on our way to kicking some major ass in this company. Lestat got unlucky this week. He's been facing the Backseat Sally's of this company so far. This week he's up against some real competition, and I'm just going to be too much for him. He promises me he's going to give a hundred and ten percent. Hell, I don't think a thousand percent would be enough for HIM. Some people here, sure, but not his ass.
Alex Pilgrim: (Abandoning the match) Why do you give a guy shit for promising you his all?
Lance Erikson: Because, Alex, this guy talks about giving his all, leaving it all in the ring, but he doesn't. He had a lackluster match last week when he teamed with Kaleb Shadix. Shadix did 90% of the work in that match. This guy doesn't give it his all. He sits there and looks for the small victories. He's shown me more about himself in that little interview than I could've gotten from his match tapes. He's a coward. Plain and simple. I plan on exploiting that.
Tony Almanti: Wow, you seem confident.
Lance Erikson: Why shouldn't I be? We took down Murderous Entertainment last week. The group that couldn't be beaten. We toppled the giants and I was right there in the fold, putting my body on the line. Unlike Lestat, I do put my body on the line. I walk out with the win or I get carried out a bloody and broken mess. Lestat is going to have to do that to me to get the win. Do you think that's going to happen? Not likely. Lestat has a snowball's chance in hell against me this coming Thursday.
The match ends and without warning while Tony is about to ask another question, Lance pulls off the headphones and plops them down on the announce table, walking out of the ring area. On his way up, one of the developmental kids, the winner, stops Lance with a hand on his shoulder. He offers his hand out for Lance to shake. Lance looks around at the crowd who is cheering for him to shake the kid's hand. Lance shrugs and then pulls his hand out of his trenchcoat. But instead of shaking the kid's hand, Lance rears back and decks him straight in the face, knocking him out with one of his brass knuckles. Lance stows the knuckles back in his pocket, re-adjusts his shades and continues out of the ring, being showered in boos.
::Fade out::
Tony Almanti: Well well well, looks like we have a guest tonight. How ya doing Lance?
Lance Erikson: Eh, figured I'd come down here and see how easy your jobs were. I finished my workout a couple of hours ago and had some time to kill.
Alex Pilgrim: How...easy our jobs are?
Lance Erikson: Don't piss me off Alex, it was a...(Lance has some trouble saying the word)...joke.
The two men in the ring kick off their match, both looking relieved that Lance isn't in the ring to mess with their nights.
Tony Almanti: So, Fire and Lestat's interview played for the audience tonight. I'm assuming you saw that?
Lance Erikson: (sighs) Yeah, unfortunately for me, I got to see that touching little soap opera. There's more drama going on between those three than I saw back in High School.
Alex Pilgrim: OH, missed attempt there at a Shining Wizard from...
Lance Erikson: (Interrupting) I mean look, even Greg Kilgreen couldn't do his job seriously with those two. He spent most of the interview poking little snide comments at both of them. That's what Lestat gets, I guess, for trying to take a guy's woman. I do have a solution for their little problem. Lestat, buddy, there's a whole trove of women out there that Fire couldn't stand up to, especially with how..."verile"...you are. If David DeAngelo was still with the company, I'm sure he'd be able to help you find a woman. Hell, all you have to do is go to some street corner to find a better woman just standing there waiting for you. I mean, we can't all be me right?
Tony Almanti: Are you suggesting that Lestat get himself a whore?
Lance Erikson: It'd be a nice change for the guy. Especially with that wonderful example of womanhood (Lance pauses) standing there 'not' at his side. She calls herself his friend. But she won't be cheering Lestat on, no, she'll be in the back celebrating Showtime's latest loss because he 'almost' had King Cobra. Lestat has no friends in this company. It might be prudent for him to fade into the night, to run away from this place.
Alex Pilgrim: Burning Hammer!!!
Tony Almanti: So, Lance, what are your plans for this match?
Lance Erikson: Do what the horsemen do best, dominate. We've got ourself a new guy, we're now complete, and we're on our way to kicking some major ass in this company. Lestat got unlucky this week. He's been facing the Backseat Sally's of this company so far. This week he's up against some real competition, and I'm just going to be too much for him. He promises me he's going to give a hundred and ten percent. Hell, I don't think a thousand percent would be enough for HIM. Some people here, sure, but not his ass.
Alex Pilgrim: (Abandoning the match) Why do you give a guy shit for promising you his all?
Lance Erikson: Because, Alex, this guy talks about giving his all, leaving it all in the ring, but he doesn't. He had a lackluster match last week when he teamed with Kaleb Shadix. Shadix did 90% of the work in that match. This guy doesn't give it his all. He sits there and looks for the small victories. He's shown me more about himself in that little interview than I could've gotten from his match tapes. He's a coward. Plain and simple. I plan on exploiting that.
Tony Almanti: Wow, you seem confident.
Lance Erikson: Why shouldn't I be? We took down Murderous Entertainment last week. The group that couldn't be beaten. We toppled the giants and I was right there in the fold, putting my body on the line. Unlike Lestat, I do put my body on the line. I walk out with the win or I get carried out a bloody and broken mess. Lestat is going to have to do that to me to get the win. Do you think that's going to happen? Not likely. Lestat has a snowball's chance in hell against me this coming Thursday.
The match ends and without warning while Tony is about to ask another question, Lance pulls off the headphones and plops them down on the announce table, walking out of the ring area. On his way up, one of the developmental kids, the winner, stops Lance with a hand on his shoulder. He offers his hand out for Lance to shake. Lance looks around at the crowd who is cheering for him to shake the kid's hand. Lance shrugs and then pulls his hand out of his trenchcoat. But instead of shaking the kid's hand, Lance rears back and decks him straight in the face, knocking him out with one of his brass knuckles. Lance stows the knuckles back in his pocket, re-adjusts his shades and continues out of the ring, being showered in boos.
::Fade out::