Post by Theo Vega on Jun 15, 2016 20:57:09 GMT -6
The scene opens up with Frankie and Theo standing up against a brick wall in an undisclosed location. On this brick wall was a Capital Crew Banner duct taped to the wall. Very simple, bare bones set up. Theo Vega was wearing a pair of black gym sweats along with his gold chains and one of his signature vests that he wears during his entrances complete with a custom Crew logo on the back, “The Eraser” also prominently featured with his name. Last but certainly not least however was the MSW Hardcore Championship resting safely around his waist as the sun glistened off of it. Cocheese is wearing a loose fitting white tee that reads 'Parental Advisory Italian Content' over the Italian Flag, baggy denim jean shorts, white socks and a pair of white Vans with black trim. A white fitted hat with the letters of his hometown in a repeated pattern rests on his head, the bill turned backwards. Wherever they're at, it seems to be bright and sunny, with the sun beaming down on Cocheese as he stands to the camera's left, T.V. right. The MSW Heavyweight title on his right shoulder reflecting the sunlight, almost blinding the viewer.
Vega: I keep on hearing a few loud chihuahuas yelp and whine and complain about how this isn't some Reality TV show full of drama and what have you. You know, a few fossils refusing to adapt so The Big Cheese and I decided to “dumb things down” for you pendejos so you can stop yelling from your front porches like a bunch of grumpy old men.
Cocheese: What y'all wanna see, me take my shirt off, oiled up, standing in front of some cheesy lookin backdrop while some old man like Alex Smith interviews me? This isn't the 80s anymore. No one wants to see me oiled up anyway. I've got enough grease on me for being Italian. More would just make me look... sloppy.
Cocheese looks to T.V.: "Isn't that what Chris Williams said I am? Sloppy?"
T.V. shrugs nonchalantly.
Vega: Something like that. I think Mr. Impure Steel Appeal himself knocked a few bolts loose in his head though. He stands there talking about he's “better” because he shows up and works every single Unstoppable yet he has nothing to show for it. Do you want a gold star Bambino? Do you want a pat on the back and a participation medal so everyone's a winner in fairytale land? You've been in the spotlight for well over a decade and you have a laundry list of “almosts” that could reach to the moon and back. Do you think this world revolves around you? You were given opportunities while people like me, people like Barrel, people like Donny and Danny, people like the Champ...
T.V. pats the center plate of the MSW Championship resting on Frankie's shoulder several times.
Vega: We had to fight for everything we have. We had to scratch and claw because nobody wanted to give us the ball, nobody wanted to pass us the torch and give us a run with it so you know what we did? We ripped it out of your hands; the mainstays, the frauds, the charlatans and we made our own opportunities. We took initiative and without that killer instinct you're only going to float for so long before you sink to the bottom.
Cocheese takes a step towards the camera, taking the strap off his shoulder and putting it towards the camera.
Cocheese: I got my five stars! I got my gold star, whatever! I got ALL the stars that's why I'm always shinin. Chris Williams you don't have to give me no lines, I don't have to say anything about when I'm booked or not because this right here speaks for itself. Thing about this strap here, is that I got it off of YOUR back!
Cocheese nods his head knowingly.
Cocheese: Yeah, that's right. I got this off of your back because you see somethin... success is made by climbing on the backs of others, so lay down and prepare to get climbed on. You wanna call yourself crisp? Yeah, you're crisp, all right... Crisp and salty like a potato chip. You've been sour ever since war, and you admitted such just now. Almost choked a kid in the back.
Cocheese raises his brow, turning towards T.V. and backing away from the camera some.
Cocheese: You believe that, Theo? I can. It's the same Chris Williams that punched that guy out in the bar. Yeah I'm never gonna let you live that down, Chris. There's that Chris Williams I wanna see. There's the Chris Williams I didn't see at War. Bring him, cuz you're gonna need him. I don't know if you boys realize this but this right here...
Cocheese moves to pat the center plate of the Hardcore Championship around Theo's waist.
Cocheese: This just makes the match into our element... and WHEN T.V. walks into Unstoppable, into our match, the odds are gonna be in our favor even more and I'm going to do everything in my power to make sure Theo's keeping it on the way to War.
Vega: Don't you mean Unstoppable?
Cocheese: My bad. The sun's in my eyes from all this gold. It's messin me up.
Vega: Speaking of almost punching that kid out? I heard from Manuel back in catering that he almost choked him out. Take that for what you will, whether you wanna take that as an eye witness account or hearsay personally I think it's fitting. Chris Williams is going to choke when he steps into the ring with the Crew yet again. He's going to put on another spirited performance, he's going to show all the heart in the world but at the end of the day he's going to show that he lacks the huevos to close the deal. And then what will your excuse be Battered Chris? Are you still going to claim how you're better even though you're taking more Ls than you have to your name? Because you show up every week? Your body may be in the building but The Crew has prime real estate residing inside your noggin. You're a man obsessed, slowly going loco between us and Badger Boy making an omelet out of what you call a head. Your coalition was doomed from the start and while Perro Rabioso may be too stupid to grab a parachute and bail from the plane caught in a perpetual nose dive Luke Jackson still has a chance to bounce.
With a grin T.V. will grab the match resting upon his ear. Instead of striking it against his tongue and flicking it at the camera he instead points with it resting between his fingers.
Vega: Save yourself while you still can, Chico. Because if you align yourself with the Originals Extinction I have no problems erasing you like the rest, and that's a fact!
Cocheese: There's somebody else we're forgetting too. Badger. Mr they're probably gonna say something bad about me boohoo. I'll say something good. Fine. Badger..... you've got a very good lookin girlfriend. Wouldn't mind havin some No Pants Romance with her. Go use that 2 stacks I gave Chris Williams to buy somethin nice. Yeah that's right, Chris. I paid you that money. What you got amnesia? You forget? That envelope I had delivered to you. That wasn't a finger. That wasn't ya girl's panties. That was 2 Gs baby...
Vega: CTE, that's all I gotta say about that.
But don't think I forgot about you Badger Boy. The King of the Bathroom Stall Brawl. Frank Washington's bitch. What, you don't think I haven't been noticing your rambling tirades? Newsflash cabrón; you're going against The Capital Crew. I don't care about your pity party about how he took everything from you, I don't care about your little obsession but it's going to get your “friend” killed. You've lost your focus, you're a man trying to fight a second front that doesn't exist. But I will give you credit on one thing, you got that killer instinct; you're a filthy animal, a survivor. But you're blinder than a graduating class for the school for the Deaf and Dumb; you have zero focus. At the end of the day you're a highlight reel alright; a highlight reel for your opponents in victory. A collection of soundbites and insane bumps but with nothing to show for it at the end of the day but a bunch of scars that you can play Connect the Dots with.
Cocheese: And when we make SURE this tag match is a Hardcore Tag Match, we'll add a few more scars.
He starts to draw a pattern in the air with his right forefinger like he's playing Connect the Dots.
Cocheese: And you'll have some scars that spell out "Loser."
Vega: Capital Crew is in Effect.
T.V. flicks the match at the camera. Scene fade.
Vega: I keep on hearing a few loud chihuahuas yelp and whine and complain about how this isn't some Reality TV show full of drama and what have you. You know, a few fossils refusing to adapt so The Big Cheese and I decided to “dumb things down” for you pendejos so you can stop yelling from your front porches like a bunch of grumpy old men.
Cocheese: What y'all wanna see, me take my shirt off, oiled up, standing in front of some cheesy lookin backdrop while some old man like Alex Smith interviews me? This isn't the 80s anymore. No one wants to see me oiled up anyway. I've got enough grease on me for being Italian. More would just make me look... sloppy.
Cocheese looks to T.V.: "Isn't that what Chris Williams said I am? Sloppy?"
T.V. shrugs nonchalantly.
Vega: Something like that. I think Mr. Impure Steel Appeal himself knocked a few bolts loose in his head though. He stands there talking about he's “better” because he shows up and works every single Unstoppable yet he has nothing to show for it. Do you want a gold star Bambino? Do you want a pat on the back and a participation medal so everyone's a winner in fairytale land? You've been in the spotlight for well over a decade and you have a laundry list of “almosts” that could reach to the moon and back. Do you think this world revolves around you? You were given opportunities while people like me, people like Barrel, people like Donny and Danny, people like the Champ...
T.V. pats the center plate of the MSW Championship resting on Frankie's shoulder several times.
Vega: We had to fight for everything we have. We had to scratch and claw because nobody wanted to give us the ball, nobody wanted to pass us the torch and give us a run with it so you know what we did? We ripped it out of your hands; the mainstays, the frauds, the charlatans and we made our own opportunities. We took initiative and without that killer instinct you're only going to float for so long before you sink to the bottom.
Cocheese takes a step towards the camera, taking the strap off his shoulder and putting it towards the camera.
Cocheese: I got my five stars! I got my gold star, whatever! I got ALL the stars that's why I'm always shinin. Chris Williams you don't have to give me no lines, I don't have to say anything about when I'm booked or not because this right here speaks for itself. Thing about this strap here, is that I got it off of YOUR back!
Cocheese nods his head knowingly.
Cocheese: Yeah, that's right. I got this off of your back because you see somethin... success is made by climbing on the backs of others, so lay down and prepare to get climbed on. You wanna call yourself crisp? Yeah, you're crisp, all right... Crisp and salty like a potato chip. You've been sour ever since war, and you admitted such just now. Almost choked a kid in the back.
Cocheese raises his brow, turning towards T.V. and backing away from the camera some.
Cocheese: You believe that, Theo? I can. It's the same Chris Williams that punched that guy out in the bar. Yeah I'm never gonna let you live that down, Chris. There's that Chris Williams I wanna see. There's the Chris Williams I didn't see at War. Bring him, cuz you're gonna need him. I don't know if you boys realize this but this right here...
Cocheese moves to pat the center plate of the Hardcore Championship around Theo's waist.
Cocheese: This just makes the match into our element... and WHEN T.V. walks into Unstoppable, into our match, the odds are gonna be in our favor even more and I'm going to do everything in my power to make sure Theo's keeping it on the way to War.
Vega: Don't you mean Unstoppable?
Cocheese: My bad. The sun's in my eyes from all this gold. It's messin me up.
Vega: Speaking of almost punching that kid out? I heard from Manuel back in catering that he almost choked him out. Take that for what you will, whether you wanna take that as an eye witness account or hearsay personally I think it's fitting. Chris Williams is going to choke when he steps into the ring with the Crew yet again. He's going to put on another spirited performance, he's going to show all the heart in the world but at the end of the day he's going to show that he lacks the huevos to close the deal. And then what will your excuse be Battered Chris? Are you still going to claim how you're better even though you're taking more Ls than you have to your name? Because you show up every week? Your body may be in the building but The Crew has prime real estate residing inside your noggin. You're a man obsessed, slowly going loco between us and Badger Boy making an omelet out of what you call a head. Your coalition was doomed from the start and while Perro Rabioso may be too stupid to grab a parachute and bail from the plane caught in a perpetual nose dive Luke Jackson still has a chance to bounce.
With a grin T.V. will grab the match resting upon his ear. Instead of striking it against his tongue and flicking it at the camera he instead points with it resting between his fingers.
Vega: Save yourself while you still can, Chico. Because if you align yourself with the Originals Extinction I have no problems erasing you like the rest, and that's a fact!
Cocheese: There's somebody else we're forgetting too. Badger. Mr they're probably gonna say something bad about me boohoo. I'll say something good. Fine. Badger..... you've got a very good lookin girlfriend. Wouldn't mind havin some No Pants Romance with her. Go use that 2 stacks I gave Chris Williams to buy somethin nice. Yeah that's right, Chris. I paid you that money. What you got amnesia? You forget? That envelope I had delivered to you. That wasn't a finger. That wasn't ya girl's panties. That was 2 Gs baby...
Vega: CTE, that's all I gotta say about that.
But don't think I forgot about you Badger Boy. The King of the Bathroom Stall Brawl. Frank Washington's bitch. What, you don't think I haven't been noticing your rambling tirades? Newsflash cabrón; you're going against The Capital Crew. I don't care about your pity party about how he took everything from you, I don't care about your little obsession but it's going to get your “friend” killed. You've lost your focus, you're a man trying to fight a second front that doesn't exist. But I will give you credit on one thing, you got that killer instinct; you're a filthy animal, a survivor. But you're blinder than a graduating class for the school for the Deaf and Dumb; you have zero focus. At the end of the day you're a highlight reel alright; a highlight reel for your opponents in victory. A collection of soundbites and insane bumps but with nothing to show for it at the end of the day but a bunch of scars that you can play Connect the Dots with.
Cocheese: And when we make SURE this tag match is a Hardcore Tag Match, we'll add a few more scars.
He starts to draw a pattern in the air with his right forefinger like he's playing Connect the Dots.
Cocheese: And you'll have some scars that spell out "Loser."
Vega: Capital Crew is in Effect.
T.V. flicks the match at the camera. Scene fade.
