Post by Ms. Monster on Dec 30, 2018 23:50:54 GMT -5
The scene opens in the backstage area with Jenna Bauer standing in the interviewing area.
Jenna: Jenna Bauer here, and I’m standing by for an interview with 201 Champion, Ms. Monster. Monster has a match this week with Carlos Lopez where she will be defending her title for the very first time. Welcome, Ms. Monster! How are you feeling going into your debut title defense as 201 Champion?
MM: Jenna, it’s not about how I feel…
Blackstone butts in and interrupts.
JPB: I’m going to step in to tell you why this is one hell of a stupid fucking question, Jenna. You see, Ms. Monster here is...
Monster stares dead into Blackstone’s soul.
What the fuck do you think you’re doing?
What?
She asked me a question, and you cut me off to offer some half baked horseshit non-answer to a question that wasn’t yours to answer.
Woah, woah, Monster. I’m not the enemy here. Carlos Lopez is! He’s the one out here trying to take your championship, but you’re coming for my throat?!
Coming for your throat?! If you cut me off again, you’re going to find my hands wrapped coming for your throat!
Is there some trouble in paradise here, Monster?
PARADISE?! Fuck paradise! I just want a manager that knows his fucking place.
Fine, Monster. I know my role, and I’ll shit my fucking mouth. If you need me, I’ll be in the dressing room.
Good…
Monster pauses for a beat.
Anyway, Jenna, to answer your first question...
Well, wait. What the hell was that all about?
What was what?
All of that! That blow up with JP! What’s going on there?
You know, sometimes relationships come to an end. Everything does, Jenna.
Are you saying...
I’m saying everything ends.Take that for what you want it to mean. Everything is on the table when it comes to me and Blackstone. He’s done great work for me this far, but every now and then, you have to either train your pets or put them to sleep.
Well, ok then…Um, how about those thoughts on Lopez then?
Like I said, Jenna, sometimes… you have to put the fucking dog down, and Lopez has been pissing on everything and humping whatever he can gets his eyes on for far too long. This kind of annoying isn’t something that you can train out of a mutt, so you get to a point that you just can’t handle it anymore and you kill the fucking dog.
Can’t you just put the dog up for adoption?
It’s a fucking metaphor. If you’re too dense for that, Lopez is a piece of shit bro that doesn’t have the intellectual capacity to utter a sentence that doesn’t end in the word duder. When he enters my ring and I put an end to his dumb ass, it will be an act of mercy. He can welcome the bright lights and pretty colors and cross paths with all of his duders and bros in hell.
Well, Monster, good luck with your pets, and good luck tonight! Thank you for joining me!
The scene fades.
Jenna: Jenna Bauer here, and I’m standing by for an interview with 201 Champion, Ms. Monster. Monster has a match this week with Carlos Lopez where she will be defending her title for the very first time. Welcome, Ms. Monster! How are you feeling going into your debut title defense as 201 Champion?
MM: Jenna, it’s not about how I feel…
Blackstone butts in and interrupts.
JPB: I’m going to step in to tell you why this is one hell of a stupid fucking question, Jenna. You see, Ms. Monster here is...
Monster stares dead into Blackstone’s soul.
What the fuck do you think you’re doing?
What?
She asked me a question, and you cut me off to offer some half baked horseshit non-answer to a question that wasn’t yours to answer.
Woah, woah, Monster. I’m not the enemy here. Carlos Lopez is! He’s the one out here trying to take your championship, but you’re coming for my throat?!
Coming for your throat?! If you cut me off again, you’re going to find my hands wrapped coming for your throat!
Is there some trouble in paradise here, Monster?
PARADISE?! Fuck paradise! I just want a manager that knows his fucking place.
Fine, Monster. I know my role, and I’ll shit my fucking mouth. If you need me, I’ll be in the dressing room.
Good…
Monster pauses for a beat.
Anyway, Jenna, to answer your first question...
Well, wait. What the hell was that all about?
What was what?
All of that! That blow up with JP! What’s going on there?
You know, sometimes relationships come to an end. Everything does, Jenna.
Are you saying...
I’m saying everything ends.Take that for what you want it to mean. Everything is on the table when it comes to me and Blackstone. He’s done great work for me this far, but every now and then, you have to either train your pets or put them to sleep.
Well, ok then…Um, how about those thoughts on Lopez then?
Like I said, Jenna, sometimes… you have to put the fucking dog down, and Lopez has been pissing on everything and humping whatever he can gets his eyes on for far too long. This kind of annoying isn’t something that you can train out of a mutt, so you get to a point that you just can’t handle it anymore and you kill the fucking dog.
Can’t you just put the dog up for adoption?
It’s a fucking metaphor. If you’re too dense for that, Lopez is a piece of shit bro that doesn’t have the intellectual capacity to utter a sentence that doesn’t end in the word duder. When he enters my ring and I put an end to his dumb ass, it will be an act of mercy. He can welcome the bright lights and pretty colors and cross paths with all of his duders and bros in hell.
Well, Monster, good luck with your pets, and good luck tonight! Thank you for joining me!
The scene fades.