Post by (Temorarily) haVoc on Feb 20, 2022 14:56:45 GMT -5
Action Wrestling set up a fan exp in Charlotte, North Carolina ahead of the Feburary 21st edition of Cruiser/Clash. Fans were given the opportunity to swing by and meet some of their favorite superstars. The lines formed early and wrapped around the concourse for CruiserClash stalwarts like Teo Blaze and Azurine Vebbins, and for upstarts like Serenity Holmes and Aphriya Adler. Even though the Clash portion wasn’t for another few hours, people were already waiting at the signing booths for Lissie Hope, Johnny Bacchus, and Corey Black.
But there was one booth that didn’t have a single visitor seeking an autograph. Kenny Carruth sat by his lonesome, his head buried in his hands.
A few yards away, his father grew more and more irritated.
Danny Carruth: Why didn’t you bring the stupid transformation machine? You know these people would have eaten that shit up.
Kenny Carruth: But dad, I cant lie to the fans anymore! They know I’m a fraud. Maybe I should go the ring as myself from now on.
Danny Carruth: What are you, stupid? All your little ass bones will get broken and you ain’t qualified for full medical yet.
Kenny Carruth: But–
Danny Carruth: You gotta start winning some damn matches so that bonus check starts rolling in. You ain’t even won a damn match yet!
Kenny Carruth: But dad, the agent said–
Danny Carruth: Boy, leave the money talk to the grown ups. You ain’t know shit about that.
Kenny Carruth: *yessir.*
Danny Carruth turned his attention to some of the folks walking by the table. They seemed pretty intimidated as they passed the looming stepfather staring at them.
But there was one booth that didn’t have a single visitor seeking an autograph. Kenny Carruth sat by his lonesome, his head buried in his hands.
A few yards away, his father grew more and more irritated.
Danny Carruth: Why didn’t you bring the stupid transformation machine? You know these people would have eaten that shit up.
Kenny Carruth: But dad, I cant lie to the fans anymore! They know I’m a fraud. Maybe I should go the ring as myself from now on.
Danny Carruth: What are you, stupid? All your little ass bones will get broken and you ain’t qualified for full medical yet.
Kenny Carruth: But–
Danny Carruth: You gotta start winning some damn matches so that bonus check starts rolling in. You ain’t even won a damn match yet!
Kenny Carruth: But dad, the agent said–
Danny Carruth: Boy, leave the money talk to the grown ups. You ain’t know shit about that.
Kenny Carruth: *yessir.*
Danny Carruth turned his attention to some of the folks walking by the table. They seemed pretty intimidated as they passed the looming stepfather staring at them.
Danny Carruth: Ay, my boy here is from Virginia. Just right around the corner. Don’t ya wanna get an autograph? Can sell this shit later when he makes it big.
The teenagers looked over at Kenny and laughed, the more verbal of the two speaking up.
Teenager: No thanks man. Is this a make-a-wish thing or what? Little guy wanted to know what it’s like to be a wrestler?
As the two howled in laughter, Danny Carruth got more and more steamed.
Danny Carruth: Well fuck you how about I put my fucking boot through your ass motherfu–
Kenny Carruth: Dad…
Danny Carruth: WHAT?
As Kenny struggled to get his dad’s attention, a smile spreads across his lips as a little boy with glasses and donning a Superman cape is looking at the commotion. Kenny kneels down to his level.
Kenny Carruth: Hey kiddo… you like Superman?
The kid nods his head yes.
Kenny Carruth: He’s my favorite, too. I like to go into my chamber, and then when I come out, I’m just as cool as Superman. When you grow up, maybe you can build one too.
The kid looks over at his amused and appreciative father, tugging on the bottom of his shirt. The dad nudges his head back to Kenny, telling him to pay attention.
Kenny Carruth: It’s true. And then you can forget about all the bad things. And you can focus on the good things. And then you’ll be happy.
Kid: What if I don’t know how?
Kenny Carruth: Well then I’ll let you borrow mine, how about that?
As they share a nice little moment, Danny interjects.
Danny Carruth: Ain’t no one gonna let their kid go in a chamber with you, don’t be fucking stupid.
Hey Pappy-toe! I saw that you beat up your friend Hugo the other week and it made me sad because it is really awful to lose a friend. Everybody needs friends sometimes. Do you need another friend? Sometimes I feel like I don’t fit in and I’ve tried talking to Hugo but be threw a tortilla taco at me and called me a coyote or something.
(he said Callate).
It was really cool when you jumped off and BOOM! You landed real hard! Does that hurt?
Anyways I’m looking forward to meeting you Pappy-toe, maybe you will be my first win, who knows?
My dad really wants me to win.
Also if someone sees Andre Holmes my dad wants to talk to him.
Also if someone sees Andre Holmes my dad wants to talk to him.
Byeeeeeee!
