Post by Dark Lord Simon de Montfort on Dec 2, 2015 12:42:29 GMT
{ Our scene opens up backstage just after the conclusion of Survival of the Fittest. Our camera follows Tiffany Jones as she paces through the arena quickly before finally coming across the figure of IWF COO and Imperial Champion Roberto Verona. }
Tiffany Jones: Roberto!
{ Verona turns and rolls his eyes as he sees the peppy interviewer approaching him, standing with his hands on his hips impatiently. }
Roberto Verona: What the hell do you want, Tiffany? Looking for another exclusive? The latest scoop?
Tiffany Jones: I was hoping you’d spare a moment to tell us just what happened out there in the Extinction Event? Twitter is exploding over…
{ Verona laughs condescendingly as he tosses his head back whilst rolling his eyes. }
Roberto Verona: Oh no! Heaven forbid the internet doesn’t get what it wants.
{ Verona snatches the microphone from Tiffany’s hand abruptly, much to her surprise. }
Roberto Verona: You want an exclusive, Tiffany? You too huh?
{ Verona nods aggressively at the cameraman. }
Roberto Verona: Tonight you just witnessed a new direction in company policy. The Imperial Wrestling Federation isn’t here to pander to your every demand and provide you safe spaces when somebody is mean to you, if you want to be treated like a child go to College and join a student rally. For far too long management has listened politely to your inane gibberish and caved on one too many occasions to keep you happy.
{ Verona waves his finger. }
Roberto Verona: Well not any longer. Welcome to the wild, ladies and gentlemen. Nature perfected a system to weed out the weak millions of years ago, it rewards the species who do whatever it takes to rise from the primordial ooze and take what they need to survive. What you just witnessed was natural selection. I knew full well that I was stepping into the hornets’ nest tonight, so I just played possum and tore my challengers throats out when they were stupid enough to try and get one over me.
{ Verona raises a finger. }
Roberto Verona: Lesson one kiddo’s, I know what it takes to retain a championship and if you think that doing everything to ensure that, including spoiling a match for the fans and working with people you might not approve of, is beneath me then think again. I am the Imperial Champion, I am the face of IWF, I will use every tool in my arsenal to walk out with this belt draped over my shoulder and there isn’t a damn thing any of you can do about it.
{ Verona stares straight into the camera. }
Roberto Verona: This is your new reality. It’s time to evolve and do what it takes to survive or you’ll be going the way of the dinosaurs.
{ Verona tosses the mic back to Tiffany before pushing past the camera man as our scene fades to black on Tiffany asking him if he is ok. }
Tiffany Jones: Roberto!
{ Verona turns and rolls his eyes as he sees the peppy interviewer approaching him, standing with his hands on his hips impatiently. }
Roberto Verona: What the hell do you want, Tiffany? Looking for another exclusive? The latest scoop?
Tiffany Jones: I was hoping you’d spare a moment to tell us just what happened out there in the Extinction Event? Twitter is exploding over…
{ Verona laughs condescendingly as he tosses his head back whilst rolling his eyes. }
Roberto Verona: Oh no! Heaven forbid the internet doesn’t get what it wants.
{ Verona snatches the microphone from Tiffany’s hand abruptly, much to her surprise. }
Roberto Verona: You want an exclusive, Tiffany? You too huh?
{ Verona nods aggressively at the cameraman. }
Roberto Verona: Tonight you just witnessed a new direction in company policy. The Imperial Wrestling Federation isn’t here to pander to your every demand and provide you safe spaces when somebody is mean to you, if you want to be treated like a child go to College and join a student rally. For far too long management has listened politely to your inane gibberish and caved on one too many occasions to keep you happy.
{ Verona waves his finger. }
Roberto Verona: Well not any longer. Welcome to the wild, ladies and gentlemen. Nature perfected a system to weed out the weak millions of years ago, it rewards the species who do whatever it takes to rise from the primordial ooze and take what they need to survive. What you just witnessed was natural selection. I knew full well that I was stepping into the hornets’ nest tonight, so I just played possum and tore my challengers throats out when they were stupid enough to try and get one over me.
{ Verona raises a finger. }
Roberto Verona: Lesson one kiddo’s, I know what it takes to retain a championship and if you think that doing everything to ensure that, including spoiling a match for the fans and working with people you might not approve of, is beneath me then think again. I am the Imperial Champion, I am the face of IWF, I will use every tool in my arsenal to walk out with this belt draped over my shoulder and there isn’t a damn thing any of you can do about it.
{ Verona stares straight into the camera. }
Roberto Verona: This is your new reality. It’s time to evolve and do what it takes to survive or you’ll be going the way of the dinosaurs.
{ Verona tosses the mic back to Tiffany before pushing past the camera man as our scene fades to black on Tiffany asking him if he is ok. }