The Bad Strain of Witches Brew
Mar 9, 2022 12:34:12 GMT -5
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Post by Roman Gunn on Mar 9, 2022 12:34:12 GMT -5
The scene slowly fades in as Roman Gunn paces around a bright living room with Tobias leaning against the arm of the couch a few feet from him. The camera watching Roman pace back and forth as he mumbles "Chris Page..."
"You’re scared.” Suddenly he stops mid pace and looks directly at the camera. “Say you’re not all you want. Stand atop the tower and scream it to the eight million people who watch this god damn show every week. Try and convince them you're not, I dare you!"
Roman stretches his shoulders as he stares directly into the lens trying to get into the soul of Chris Page and Claire Hawkins.
“Maybe fight first. Maybe measure your worth based on that. It’s not my fault that you want what I have. It’s not my fault that you come crawling over here to Action Wrestling and look for attention. It's not my fault Claire Hawkins is still at the bottom of the barrel in her 4 year career here and I've seen main events, I was a United States Champion, I was EVERYTHING to Action Wrestling!” Roman lets his words echo through his beautiful mansion home for added effect. “It’s not my fault that I wielded so much power and strength that I was able to put both of you on your backs almost instantly. I know how to get to both of you physically, and after the last two weeks, I'm going to get inside your heads and drive you into the canvas with so much force your asses will blow out your throats!"
Roman and Tobias catch a stare before he turns back towards the camera.
"Chris, it's not a surprise to me that you had to interrupt one of the most popular and powerful professional wrestlers on the planet, ME, and it's not a surprise that Pasternak has granted me the CBS Championship match that I demanded after I was screwed out of my United States Championship. I'm the ratings. I'M EVERYTHING CBS HAS EVER DREAMED OF and at Battlebowl, I become the FACE of CBS and there isn't anything Mary Jane and Chris Page can do about it."
The scene cuts out and we're transported to a different day during the same week. Roman is lifting weights and Tobias is on the phone securing another sponsorship deal for themselves when Romans phone goes off. He puts the weights down and answers it.
"Yeah, whats up? Really? I mean this is your week, Galina. Yeah. I guess, just have her dropped off and I'll take care of her this week."
Roman hangs up the phone as Tobias asks whats going on?
"Galina is such a bad mother, man. I wish the courts would just realize it, but my daughter is coming back home with me this week. And I need to train."
"This could be good for you, Roman. This could be the fire that you need." as Tobias immediately butts in.
"I don't need a distraction, Tobias! I need to prepare for the CBS Championship match, I need to defeat Claire and Chris and show them that they're exposed as tired old veterans just holding down real talent while they get fat off big paychecks and tired excuses for why they do what they do in that ring!"
"No, Roman, you must see. You need to win that CBS Championship for your daugther. To show the world that you truly are the greatest professional wrestler in the world but also to show that you will stop at NOTHING to be the greatest father in the world! Imagine the riches, the comfortablity and the best attorneys you can buy with all that bonus money when you become CBS Champion. That's what it's about, Roman. Family, power, and Championship belts!"
Romans eyes grow wide as he starts lifting the weights and his body begins to shake with fired up rage. "COME ON, ROMAN!! DO THIS FOR YOU!!" Roman stays quiet as he continues to lift the weights up and down. "CLAIRE HAWKINS DREAMS OF BEING AS ACCOMPLISHED AS YOU!" Roman continues to shake with rage and bites his lips as he doesn't stop the weights being lifted over and over. "CHRIS PAGE IS BLOATED TAX BREAK ON A BILLIONAIRES FINANCIAL SHEET, HE HAS NOTHING ON YOU!" Roman screams out in frustration and just starts lifting the weights up over his head now and doesn't slow down.. "DO THIS FOR YOUR DAUUGHTEERRRR!!" Tobias screams as Roman throws the weights into the wall and then starts posing down in front of the mirror.
Roman spits out the sweat running down his face all over the mirror as Tobias smiles like a psychopath behind him.
The scene cuts back to Roman staring into the camera lens. The same scene we opened up on.
"Claire, what do you fight for? What makes you get out of bed every morning, what gives you the motivation to succeed in Action Wrestling? If you've mentioned, I've never heard it, and don't come to me with that weak ass shit about you being a brutal, violent witch and are the voice of the witches brew. Nah, I'm not hearing it. Who are you, Claire? I feel like I know more about who you'll never become. You'll never be World Champion here. You'll never even touch the United States Championship.. the belt that I held around my waist, the belt that I held in my hands, you'll never even sniff it! You could stand around a cauldron and come up with something wicked, but when it comes down to it, it's just imaginary and you'll never be as real as me."
Roman smiles.
"Lets talk about it, Chris. Let's talk about how you have probably watched maybe 32 minutes of Action Wrestling and all of it was you on the screen. Do you even know what the Championship belt we're fighting for means to AW, means to us? The CBS Championship is a prized possession, not some trinket you can put on your shelf and take it to Who Isit Fed and try and defend it against FirstName Lastname The Destroyer and tell everyone on twitter that you're some kind of legend. You can sit by your fire and put your feet up, and listen to buttrock song after buttrock song, but when you think back on your career, you'll have one defining win over a flaky Keeton on an AW PPV in the midcard, and a big fat loss to me at Battlebowl.. and you can go back to the indies and all those dumb Denzel-lite companies where you're going to sell them on your facade that you're truly one of the all time greats, but in reality.. you're a 20 year veteran who lives in trailer park with plastic Championships that you try selling under fake names on Ebay. Bro, get it together. Stop dipping your bandana in your own toilet to get the smell of your own farts and wrapping it around your face for just one minute and realize that no one believes you. No one thinks you're great, no one thinks you're a legend.
We think you're a loser.. And at Battlebowl, I prove that. Not only do I prove that by winning, but I prove that by you not standing a single god damn chance against me in that ring. And when I do defeat you, Chris, when I roll you up and smoke you like the bad skunk strain you are, what are you going to do about it? You going to twitter and talk about how it was an imposter? How you didn't really show up? Or are you going to be a man? You going to admit that you don't have what it takes to last in Action Wrestling?
I'll be waiting. Hmf. That's the most interesting thing about you right now, Chris. To see if you're going to lie on Twitter after you lose at Battlebowl. You couldn't sell a story to a prostitute if the story was hanging out of your zipper, you weathered sack of bones."
Roman inhales deeply and exhales. Tobias walks up behind him and puts his hand on his shoulder.
"I get out of bed every morning to do whats best for my daughter and I. Tobias here, keeps everything in check and the money coming in, and at Battlebowl, I.. Roman Gunn.. will be locked, cocked and ready to DROP you sons of bitches. Claire, Chris.. get ready for a fight you've never had in your life. It's time you hand me the CBS Championship and acknowledge me."
Roman and Tobias smile as the scene fades out.
"You’re scared.” Suddenly he stops mid pace and looks directly at the camera. “Say you’re not all you want. Stand atop the tower and scream it to the eight million people who watch this god damn show every week. Try and convince them you're not, I dare you!"
Roman stretches his shoulders as he stares directly into the lens trying to get into the soul of Chris Page and Claire Hawkins.
“Maybe fight first. Maybe measure your worth based on that. It’s not my fault that you want what I have. It’s not my fault that you come crawling over here to Action Wrestling and look for attention. It's not my fault Claire Hawkins is still at the bottom of the barrel in her 4 year career here and I've seen main events, I was a United States Champion, I was EVERYTHING to Action Wrestling!” Roman lets his words echo through his beautiful mansion home for added effect. “It’s not my fault that I wielded so much power and strength that I was able to put both of you on your backs almost instantly. I know how to get to both of you physically, and after the last two weeks, I'm going to get inside your heads and drive you into the canvas with so much force your asses will blow out your throats!"
Roman and Tobias catch a stare before he turns back towards the camera.
"Chris, it's not a surprise to me that you had to interrupt one of the most popular and powerful professional wrestlers on the planet, ME, and it's not a surprise that Pasternak has granted me the CBS Championship match that I demanded after I was screwed out of my United States Championship. I'm the ratings. I'M EVERYTHING CBS HAS EVER DREAMED OF and at Battlebowl, I become the FACE of CBS and there isn't anything Mary Jane and Chris Page can do about it."
The scene cuts out and we're transported to a different day during the same week. Roman is lifting weights and Tobias is on the phone securing another sponsorship deal for themselves when Romans phone goes off. He puts the weights down and answers it.
"Yeah, whats up? Really? I mean this is your week, Galina. Yeah. I guess, just have her dropped off and I'll take care of her this week."
Roman hangs up the phone as Tobias asks whats going on?
"Galina is such a bad mother, man. I wish the courts would just realize it, but my daughter is coming back home with me this week. And I need to train."
"This could be good for you, Roman. This could be the fire that you need." as Tobias immediately butts in.
"I don't need a distraction, Tobias! I need to prepare for the CBS Championship match, I need to defeat Claire and Chris and show them that they're exposed as tired old veterans just holding down real talent while they get fat off big paychecks and tired excuses for why they do what they do in that ring!"
"No, Roman, you must see. You need to win that CBS Championship for your daugther. To show the world that you truly are the greatest professional wrestler in the world but also to show that you will stop at NOTHING to be the greatest father in the world! Imagine the riches, the comfortablity and the best attorneys you can buy with all that bonus money when you become CBS Champion. That's what it's about, Roman. Family, power, and Championship belts!"
Romans eyes grow wide as he starts lifting the weights and his body begins to shake with fired up rage. "COME ON, ROMAN!! DO THIS FOR YOU!!" Roman stays quiet as he continues to lift the weights up and down. "CLAIRE HAWKINS DREAMS OF BEING AS ACCOMPLISHED AS YOU!" Roman continues to shake with rage and bites his lips as he doesn't stop the weights being lifted over and over. "CHRIS PAGE IS BLOATED TAX BREAK ON A BILLIONAIRES FINANCIAL SHEET, HE HAS NOTHING ON YOU!" Roman screams out in frustration and just starts lifting the weights up over his head now and doesn't slow down.. "DO THIS FOR YOUR DAUUGHTEERRRR!!" Tobias screams as Roman throws the weights into the wall and then starts posing down in front of the mirror.
Roman spits out the sweat running down his face all over the mirror as Tobias smiles like a psychopath behind him.
The scene cuts back to Roman staring into the camera lens. The same scene we opened up on.
"Claire, what do you fight for? What makes you get out of bed every morning, what gives you the motivation to succeed in Action Wrestling? If you've mentioned, I've never heard it, and don't come to me with that weak ass shit about you being a brutal, violent witch and are the voice of the witches brew. Nah, I'm not hearing it. Who are you, Claire? I feel like I know more about who you'll never become. You'll never be World Champion here. You'll never even touch the United States Championship.. the belt that I held around my waist, the belt that I held in my hands, you'll never even sniff it! You could stand around a cauldron and come up with something wicked, but when it comes down to it, it's just imaginary and you'll never be as real as me."
Roman smiles.
"Lets talk about it, Chris. Let's talk about how you have probably watched maybe 32 minutes of Action Wrestling and all of it was you on the screen. Do you even know what the Championship belt we're fighting for means to AW, means to us? The CBS Championship is a prized possession, not some trinket you can put on your shelf and take it to Who Isit Fed and try and defend it against FirstName Lastname The Destroyer and tell everyone on twitter that you're some kind of legend. You can sit by your fire and put your feet up, and listen to buttrock song after buttrock song, but when you think back on your career, you'll have one defining win over a flaky Keeton on an AW PPV in the midcard, and a big fat loss to me at Battlebowl.. and you can go back to the indies and all those dumb Denzel-lite companies where you're going to sell them on your facade that you're truly one of the all time greats, but in reality.. you're a 20 year veteran who lives in trailer park with plastic Championships that you try selling under fake names on Ebay. Bro, get it together. Stop dipping your bandana in your own toilet to get the smell of your own farts and wrapping it around your face for just one minute and realize that no one believes you. No one thinks you're great, no one thinks you're a legend.
We think you're a loser.. And at Battlebowl, I prove that. Not only do I prove that by winning, but I prove that by you not standing a single god damn chance against me in that ring. And when I do defeat you, Chris, when I roll you up and smoke you like the bad skunk strain you are, what are you going to do about it? You going to twitter and talk about how it was an imposter? How you didn't really show up? Or are you going to be a man? You going to admit that you don't have what it takes to last in Action Wrestling?
I'll be waiting. Hmf. That's the most interesting thing about you right now, Chris. To see if you're going to lie on Twitter after you lose at Battlebowl. You couldn't sell a story to a prostitute if the story was hanging out of your zipper, you weathered sack of bones."
Roman inhales deeply and exhales. Tobias walks up behind him and puts his hand on his shoulder.
"I get out of bed every morning to do whats best for my daughter and I. Tobias here, keeps everything in check and the money coming in, and at Battlebowl, I.. Roman Gunn.. will be locked, cocked and ready to DROP you sons of bitches. Claire, Chris.. get ready for a fight you've never had in your life. It's time you hand me the CBS Championship and acknowledge me."
Roman and Tobias smile as the scene fades out.