Post by Trash on Aug 20, 2011 17:24:14 GMT -5
Gold Starr sips his ice tea, but unbeknown to him, the cameras keep rolling again. A backstage crew member walks by reading a sheet of paper.
crewmember : "$750,000 guaranteed contract...5 weeks vacation...no house shows...guaranteed world title reign...pretty nice contract you got there"
AC looks irate and rips the paper from the man's hand.
CA Slater : "Where'd you get that from? and yeah kid, some people in the world are stars...and others...well, they're just there to serve us at minimum wage."
The crewmember steps backwards.
Crewmember : "I got this from Commissioner White's office. I couldn't help myself..."
A guard steps forward.
Guard : "Uh, what would you be doing in commissioner White's office? I dont remember us taping no segments there this morning! And I don't seem to remember seeing you here either..."
The guard steps closer to the crewmember but C.A Slater steps in between.
C.A : Watch it bozo, I'll make the little punk run his ass right back to the commish's office...
CA pushes the guard aside, who protests from behind...
Guard : But he's not suppose to be there!
The crewmember takes a step back, dropping the REW baseball cap off his head, throwing off the cables and toolbelt and pulling the hair out of his pony tail, immediately making himself recognizable as none other than the Sanity Assassin, Trash.
Trash : "I'll tell you what I was doing in comissioner White's office this morning. Getting reinstated! Now a lot of folks may be wondering what I did to get suspended. Was it a drug test violation? What do you think, C.A ? Gold Star...sounds like an achiever!
CA laughs and shoves Trash backwards.
C.A : What do I think? Do you think I even care who you are and even more so do I think I care why you got suspended? As far as I'm concerned, you probably got suspended because you freakin suck ass in the ring and no one wanted to see you on television. Myself on the other hand...
Trash interrupts. The sanity assassin slaps the ice tea from Slater's hand.
Trash : Yes, yourself! You! The $750,000 man! A certified, guaranteed main eventer! Another pampered pooch in our doghouse...I got suspended because I was bored. Week after week, I was put into matches that didn't even make me sick, they just made me bored. Facing the same people all the time, opening card after card, going house show to house show...while others step their foot into the company and everybody kneels for them, throws them straight into the main event, gives them title shots and fame!
I was sick of it. I was sick of it and I made it known backstage and of course, the powers to be suspended me, threatened to fire me...but they didn't, of course they didn't! Who else would they have to open cards for them, to work the untelevised events for? You?
I was sick of it. I was sick of it and I made it known backstage and of course, the powers to be suspended me, threatened to fire me...but they didn't, of course they didn't! Who else would they have to open cards for them, to work the untelevised events for? You?
CA Slater yawns.
Trash : "Exactly! You're just here for the main event aren't you. Just here to make your money and be carried to the top by the office"
CA Slater grabs Trash by the collar and pushes himself up towards him.
C.A Slater : "Listen kid, I don't give a damn about your life story, but frankly, I'm bored and you better get out of my way before I give you a good thrashing!"
Trash smiles, stepping aside and making a wave motion with his hands.
Trash : "Go ahead, your majesty. Right to your luxury suite!"
C.A Slater nods and steps forward but doesn't make it very far as Trash immediately attacks him from behind. The recently suspended superstar drives elbows into Gold Star's head after managing to take him off his feet. Trash wraps his arm around Slater's throat trying to choke him but before he could do any real damage, security starts pulling him off.
TBC by ?
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