Post by Jonny Cedrone on Jan 14, 2022 16:59:17 GMT -5
~~The following is a JC Productions Presentation~~
**--The scene opens up in the Cedrone home. Going through his mail, he’s sitting by a crackling fire in his leather chair with a bandage on his head to protect his stitches from Monday night. From off camera saunters Gloria who nestles herself on Jonny’s lap.--**
“How’s your head baby?”
“It’s okay babydoll. How’re you doin’?”
“I’m alright. Worried about you.”
**--Jonny takes Gloria’s hand, kisses it, then pulls her in closer and holds her tight.--**
“I’m good Princess.”
**--Just then Jonny gets a notification on his phone. He fumbles and gets his phone out of his pocket, unlocks it and opens up the notification.--**
“A text from AP.”
“What’s wrong?”
“It says that given everything that’s happened so far between Zolton and myself, he feels that something huge is on the horizon. He says that he wants to try something out for this Monday’s Clash.”
“Oh boy.”
“Wait ‘til you hear this. He wants to put Zolton and myself on the same team to face Ash Blake and Mason Jones.”
“What?!”
“Yeah. Teaming up with Zolton. How fun is this gonna be?!”
“I’m sure the fans will be thoroughly entertained. There’s no chance in hell you two will get along sweetheart!”
“You’re preaching to the choir babydoll, but what can I do? Mr. Pasternak has made the match, we just gotta do what we gotta do.”
**--The camera focuses in on Jonny’s face as the scene fades to black. He gives off a look of “What in the hell are these people smoking?” The scene fades back in with the camera focusing on the fire dancing in the fireplace. Jonny’s voice is heard voicing over the scene--**
“Come Monday night, January 17th, it will mark two years to the date that I made my return to the wrestling industry joining another organization called the World Wrestling Headquarters. During my time in WWH I found myself in the ring with some of the best athletes and wrestlers that this business has to offer! I fought my way to the top of the company and just as I was about to reach for that brass ring; just as I was about to reach for the World Championship…the company just faded out like a flame without oxygen.”
**--The camera pans out and up to put Jonny into the shot. He’s leaning on the mantle looking down at the fire, then up towards the camera.--**
“On Monday night, January 17th, I make my wrestling debut for Action Wrestling. In this match I have the dubious pleasure of tagging with the very man that cracked my head wide open and put seventeen stitches in it last week. The same man that I was on a collision course with in our old stomping grounds.”
“To say that Zolton and I have a history would be a gross understatement. Backstage attacks, interference in matches, not being able to be in the same arena…but the biggest sin of all has been the fact that Zolton has made our “heat” personal. Ya see, Gloria and I have been blissfully married for thirteen years now with no question of each other’s love, no sign of distrust…but the Man of Chaos brought it upon himself to try to drive that wedge between my loving bride and myself by alleging that a fellow performer in the company, Miss Jonae and I were more than just friends. Crossing the line of professional hatred and turning it completely personal, Zolton has made it my personal goal to make his life here in Action Wrestling a living Hell!”
**--Jonny walks over to his wet bar and pours himself a shot glass of whiskey--**
“In this match though there’s going to be more than just the two of us Zolton.”
“Across that ring will stand two people who are all about the win. I know I’m new here so I’m well aware that I don’t know much about anyone here yet, but I feel confident enough to say that on the other side of that ring will stand at least one person who wants to hurt you as bad as I do.”
**--Jonny slowly walks back over to in front of the fireplace and takes a sip of his whiskey--**
“Miss Blake, the only time our paths have crossed so far has technically been last week. I’m sure your run-in in the backstage attack between Zolton and myself had nothing to do with you wanting to save me but all the same I appreciate the fact that you did. If you feel that my instantly coming in and going after your rival has been some kind of slight against you, I assure you that it’s not. But if you think that just because Zolton and I don’t see eye-to-eye that I’ll let you do what you want to with him like beating him within an inch of his life…you might be right.”
“Mr. Jones, a fellow son of Vegas. The stakes are high in the match aren’t they sir? You’ll be standing in that ring in the middle of a crossfire with virtually nowhere to go. You have been put in the middle of something that would make all of the wars seem like a water gun fight. From the research I’ve done on you though, you seem to be able to handle your own in all of this and could possibly be the deciding factor!”
“OR…that deciding factor could be the…
**--Jonny tosses his glass of whiskey into his fireplace causing a big fireball that luckily contained itself inside the fireplace--**
“…combustible relationship between my own tag team partner and myself. Ladies and gentlemen, win, lose or draw…this is gonna be interesting.”
**--The scene fades to black--**
**--The scene opens up in the Cedrone home. Going through his mail, he’s sitting by a crackling fire in his leather chair with a bandage on his head to protect his stitches from Monday night. From off camera saunters Gloria who nestles herself on Jonny’s lap.--**
“How’s your head baby?”
“It’s okay babydoll. How’re you doin’?”
“I’m alright. Worried about you.”
**--Jonny takes Gloria’s hand, kisses it, then pulls her in closer and holds her tight.--**
“I’m good Princess.”
**--Just then Jonny gets a notification on his phone. He fumbles and gets his phone out of his pocket, unlocks it and opens up the notification.--**
“A text from AP.”
“What’s wrong?”
“It says that given everything that’s happened so far between Zolton and myself, he feels that something huge is on the horizon. He says that he wants to try something out for this Monday’s Clash.”
“Oh boy.”
“Wait ‘til you hear this. He wants to put Zolton and myself on the same team to face Ash Blake and Mason Jones.”
“What?!”
“Yeah. Teaming up with Zolton. How fun is this gonna be?!”
“I’m sure the fans will be thoroughly entertained. There’s no chance in hell you two will get along sweetheart!”
“You’re preaching to the choir babydoll, but what can I do? Mr. Pasternak has made the match, we just gotta do what we gotta do.”
**--The camera focuses in on Jonny’s face as the scene fades to black. He gives off a look of “What in the hell are these people smoking?” The scene fades back in with the camera focusing on the fire dancing in the fireplace. Jonny’s voice is heard voicing over the scene--**
“Come Monday night, January 17th, it will mark two years to the date that I made my return to the wrestling industry joining another organization called the World Wrestling Headquarters. During my time in WWH I found myself in the ring with some of the best athletes and wrestlers that this business has to offer! I fought my way to the top of the company and just as I was about to reach for that brass ring; just as I was about to reach for the World Championship…the company just faded out like a flame without oxygen.”
**--The camera pans out and up to put Jonny into the shot. He’s leaning on the mantle looking down at the fire, then up towards the camera.--**
“On Monday night, January 17th, I make my wrestling debut for Action Wrestling. In this match I have the dubious pleasure of tagging with the very man that cracked my head wide open and put seventeen stitches in it last week. The same man that I was on a collision course with in our old stomping grounds.”
“To say that Zolton and I have a history would be a gross understatement. Backstage attacks, interference in matches, not being able to be in the same arena…but the biggest sin of all has been the fact that Zolton has made our “heat” personal. Ya see, Gloria and I have been blissfully married for thirteen years now with no question of each other’s love, no sign of distrust…but the Man of Chaos brought it upon himself to try to drive that wedge between my loving bride and myself by alleging that a fellow performer in the company, Miss Jonae and I were more than just friends. Crossing the line of professional hatred and turning it completely personal, Zolton has made it my personal goal to make his life here in Action Wrestling a living Hell!”
**--Jonny walks over to his wet bar and pours himself a shot glass of whiskey--**
“In this match though there’s going to be more than just the two of us Zolton.”
“Across that ring will stand two people who are all about the win. I know I’m new here so I’m well aware that I don’t know much about anyone here yet, but I feel confident enough to say that on the other side of that ring will stand at least one person who wants to hurt you as bad as I do.”
**--Jonny slowly walks back over to in front of the fireplace and takes a sip of his whiskey--**
“Miss Blake, the only time our paths have crossed so far has technically been last week. I’m sure your run-in in the backstage attack between Zolton and myself had nothing to do with you wanting to save me but all the same I appreciate the fact that you did. If you feel that my instantly coming in and going after your rival has been some kind of slight against you, I assure you that it’s not. But if you think that just because Zolton and I don’t see eye-to-eye that I’ll let you do what you want to with him like beating him within an inch of his life…you might be right.”
“Mr. Jones, a fellow son of Vegas. The stakes are high in the match aren’t they sir? You’ll be standing in that ring in the middle of a crossfire with virtually nowhere to go. You have been put in the middle of something that would make all of the wars seem like a water gun fight. From the research I’ve done on you though, you seem to be able to handle your own in all of this and could possibly be the deciding factor!”
“OR…that deciding factor could be the…
**--Jonny tosses his glass of whiskey into his fireplace causing a big fireball that luckily contained itself inside the fireplace--**
“…combustible relationship between my own tag team partner and myself. Ladies and gentlemen, win, lose or draw…this is gonna be interesting.”
**--The scene fades to black--**
