Post by Classy J on Jan 26, 2012 18:50:58 GMT -5
The scene opens in the locker room with J doing his warm up routine, stretching his legs out....with briefcase in hand, Doing one handed push-ups with the briefcase serving as a platform for his hands, and doing upside down pull-ups with the briefcase in hand. It wasn't even a matter of him showing it off, he just had it with him at all times.
The reason for this was probably because he didn't trust some of the wrestlers in here to try and steal it for themselves, and while he's easily find out who took it and promptly put their face through a wall, he didn't want to have to go through all that trouble and violence to keep the briefcase.
Once he was done with the crunches he'd swing his legs out and backtuck off the bar he had been hanging off of, easily landing on his fight. From there he'd walk over to his locker and get his suit jacket, fedora, and sunglasses out, putting them on in that order and stretching his arms out once more. It should be noted that in permanent marker he wrote 'TITLE SHOT' in big black letters along the briefcase.
From there he would stroll on out of the locker room and into the hall way only to be confronted by....
Matthew Rogers: Classy J, congratulations on winning the briefcase what are your plans now? And what are your feelings about your upcoming grudge match with Joanne Canelli.
Classy would take a step back.
"WOAH What the were you waiting out here for me!? You can't just ambush people like that Matthew. And why does everyone keep calling this a fucking grudge match? Are you trying to turn people against each other now? Was this shit Andy's idea?"
"I'm just calling it what it says on the program, Classy."
"Well it's not going to be a grudge match, and I assure you I'm not going to go out there and pretend to have something against Joanne and violently pummel her because Andy thinks it'll make compelling wrestling. It's got nothing to do with gender, it's got everything to do with loyalty and respect.
"Well Joanne said she's going to go out there and give it her all, aren't you going to give her the same respect?"
"Of course I would....if it were billed as a normal match, but someone thought it'd be a good idea to try and turn Joanne and me against each other, and that ain't something I approve of....if you want me in a grudge match, it should be against Joel whatshisface but where'd he go?"
Mathew shrugged, he hadn't scene Joel either.
"Don't get me wrong, I'm nothing but ecstatic to be holding this briefcase and I can guarantee you that I'm not going to do that thing everyone else does, no I'm gonna be much more interesting when I cash this in. Don't worry Manabu, I'm not interested in the title right now, but if you're still holding it when I am, you better not get comfortable, because who knows when I'll cash this sucker in."
"Well Classy, what do you plan on doing about Joanne and her bodyguards?"
"Back to my grudge match that I begrudgingly have to take place in.
Classy would snatch the mic from Mathews and turn to the camera.
"Joanne, we're gonna go out there and put on a match but I got a plan, something that'll make this match more fun for the both of us, something that the two of us could do that'll entertain this crowd more than a fake grudge match, one day you and I are gonna have a match but it's gonna be labeled and exhibition, not a grudge match, so for now, just trust me."
He'd lower his glasses and wink at the camera before turning and walking off, almost hitting the camera man with the brief case in the process.
The reason for this was probably because he didn't trust some of the wrestlers in here to try and steal it for themselves, and while he's easily find out who took it and promptly put their face through a wall, he didn't want to have to go through all that trouble and violence to keep the briefcase.
Once he was done with the crunches he'd swing his legs out and backtuck off the bar he had been hanging off of, easily landing on his fight. From there he'd walk over to his locker and get his suit jacket, fedora, and sunglasses out, putting them on in that order and stretching his arms out once more. It should be noted that in permanent marker he wrote 'TITLE SHOT' in big black letters along the briefcase.
From there he would stroll on out of the locker room and into the hall way only to be confronted by....
Matthew Rogers: Classy J, congratulations on winning the briefcase what are your plans now? And what are your feelings about your upcoming grudge match with Joanne Canelli.
Classy would take a step back.
"WOAH What the were you waiting out here for me!? You can't just ambush people like that Matthew. And why does everyone keep calling this a fucking grudge match? Are you trying to turn people against each other now? Was this shit Andy's idea?"
"I'm just calling it what it says on the program, Classy."
"Well it's not going to be a grudge match, and I assure you I'm not going to go out there and pretend to have something against Joanne and violently pummel her because Andy thinks it'll make compelling wrestling. It's got nothing to do with gender, it's got everything to do with loyalty and respect.
"Well Joanne said she's going to go out there and give it her all, aren't you going to give her the same respect?"
"Of course I would....if it were billed as a normal match, but someone thought it'd be a good idea to try and turn Joanne and me against each other, and that ain't something I approve of....if you want me in a grudge match, it should be against Joel whatshisface but where'd he go?"
Mathew shrugged, he hadn't scene Joel either.
"Don't get me wrong, I'm nothing but ecstatic to be holding this briefcase and I can guarantee you that I'm not going to do that thing everyone else does, no I'm gonna be much more interesting when I cash this in. Don't worry Manabu, I'm not interested in the title right now, but if you're still holding it when I am, you better not get comfortable, because who knows when I'll cash this sucker in."
"Well Classy, what do you plan on doing about Joanne and her bodyguards?"
"Back to my grudge match that I begrudgingly have to take place in.
Classy would snatch the mic from Mathews and turn to the camera.
"Joanne, we're gonna go out there and put on a match but I got a plan, something that'll make this match more fun for the both of us, something that the two of us could do that'll entertain this crowd more than a fake grudge match, one day you and I are gonna have a match but it's gonna be labeled and exhibition, not a grudge match, so for now, just trust me."
He'd lower his glasses and wink at the camera before turning and walking off, almost hitting the camera man with the brief case in the process.
