Post by “The RevolutiDaddy” Wesley on Mar 3, 2018 17:07:31 GMT -5
The 201 and Fun Champion, Mr. Action Himself, Wesley finds himself this week at the Happiest Place on Earth in Disneyland, Los Angeles. Chase and Avery flank each side of him, almost completely covered by the modicum of swag and apparel that Wesley was either gifted or bought.
Avery: This is a bunch of dope, cool stuff that you have Wes-Man, but can I take off one of these shirts at least?
Avery moves the five foot stuffed Dumbo and reveals himself wearing upwards of ten shirts, seemingly sweltering on this overcast day, but Wesley smiles and shakes head.
Wesley: Just smoke another GoGurt and cool off, Avery, it’s almost time for my autograph signing.
Action Wrestling had pulled off a coupe by allying themselves with the worlds largest entertainment conglomerate/monopoly Disney, and now here to promote Action Wrestling’s very first pay-per-view Revolution was Wesley. He found his booth set up where nearly hundreds of folks stood waiting in line for him to sign their merchandise, replica 201 and Fun Championships among a sea of Mickey Mouse hats. Wesley sat in his chair, watching the fruits of his labor come forth onto him.
Chase: ATTENTION...MR ACTION IS HEEEEEEERE!!!
The crowd pops as Wesley motions for the first in line to approach. A young girl walks up with her mother, a picture of Wesley in her hand and the 201 and Fun Championship draped over her shoulder. She keeps her head bolted to the floor as she holds out her objects for him to sign.
Mother: She’s starstruck.
Wesley laughs.
Wesley: I can tell. Who should I make them out to?
The mother tells him the little girls name before continuing.
Mother: You know I shouldn’t be saying this, but I’m a little starstruck too. You’re a lot cuter in real life than you are on TV, you know?
Wesley turns a beet red as he signs the little girls affects.
Wesley: Uh...thanks ma’am.
Mother: And ever since her dad walked out on us, it’s been a while since I’ve felt the sensual touch of a REAL man.
She moves a little closer to the table, Wesley’s eyes now gorging out of his head.
Wesley: That’s fantastic. Alright thanks, have a good day!
The women looks a little dejected but rushes her and her daughter away from the booth, Wesley, Chase, and Avery all staring as she walks away.
Wesley: You saw I was totally mackin’ on her right?!
Chase and Avery both nod in fervently in agreement, still watching the women leave.
Wesley: She’s lucky I have a commitment here or...you know what would have happened?
Chase: Oh yeah, the Mr. Action lace up! Take her out for a surf and turf, a nice movie, have a couple of pixie sticks, and drop her off at home by like 9-9:30ish?
Wesley: Heck yeah brotha! Lucky I’m too busy defending the 201 and Fun Championship this weekend or I would have sent her a couple of very respectful text messages UNTIL SHE TEXTED ME BACK “LOOK WESLEY YOU’RE A NICE GUY BUT IM LOOKING FOR MORE ROMANCE AND PASSION!”
Avery: Darn right!
Wesley: JUST LIKE MY 8TH GRADE ENGLISH TEACHER MS. LUIG! WE WOULD HAVE BEEN GREAT TOGETHER! YOU BROKE MY HEART! NOW IM GONNA BREAK MY OPPONENTS THIS WEEK INSTEAD!
Chase and Avery started to slowly back away. They knew their friend, when he started to lose his temper, he really lost it. He was almost two different people; especially when Ms. Luig was brought up.
Wesley: BUNCH OF STUPID DANG IDIOTS WANT TO TRY AND TAKE MY TITLE?! THAT IVE SWEATED FOR?! THAT IVE BLEED FOR?!
Wesley elbow drops the table in half and throws half of it, decapitating a statue of Elsa from Frozen.
Wesley: THEY THINK THEY HAVE WHAT IT TAKES TO BE 201 AND FUN CHAMPION?! THEY THINK THEY WANT TO KNOW THIS STRESS?! THEY COULDNT EVEN BEGIN TO HANDLE IT GLAAAARGHSHSHAHA!!!
Park security approaches Wesley, ready to escort him from the premises.
Chase: We can take him from here, he’s about to run out of words anyways.
Security: What the heck are you talking about?
Chase and Avery escort Wesley from the premesis.
Avery: This is a bunch of dope, cool stuff that you have Wes-Man, but can I take off one of these shirts at least?
Avery moves the five foot stuffed Dumbo and reveals himself wearing upwards of ten shirts, seemingly sweltering on this overcast day, but Wesley smiles and shakes head.
Wesley: Just smoke another GoGurt and cool off, Avery, it’s almost time for my autograph signing.
Action Wrestling had pulled off a coupe by allying themselves with the worlds largest entertainment conglomerate/monopoly Disney, and now here to promote Action Wrestling’s very first pay-per-view Revolution was Wesley. He found his booth set up where nearly hundreds of folks stood waiting in line for him to sign their merchandise, replica 201 and Fun Championships among a sea of Mickey Mouse hats. Wesley sat in his chair, watching the fruits of his labor come forth onto him.
Chase: ATTENTION...MR ACTION IS HEEEEEEERE!!!
The crowd pops as Wesley motions for the first in line to approach. A young girl walks up with her mother, a picture of Wesley in her hand and the 201 and Fun Championship draped over her shoulder. She keeps her head bolted to the floor as she holds out her objects for him to sign.
Mother: She’s starstruck.
Wesley laughs.
Wesley: I can tell. Who should I make them out to?
The mother tells him the little girls name before continuing.
Mother: You know I shouldn’t be saying this, but I’m a little starstruck too. You’re a lot cuter in real life than you are on TV, you know?
Wesley turns a beet red as he signs the little girls affects.
Wesley: Uh...thanks ma’am.
Mother: And ever since her dad walked out on us, it’s been a while since I’ve felt the sensual touch of a REAL man.
She moves a little closer to the table, Wesley’s eyes now gorging out of his head.
Wesley: That’s fantastic. Alright thanks, have a good day!
The women looks a little dejected but rushes her and her daughter away from the booth, Wesley, Chase, and Avery all staring as she walks away.
Wesley: You saw I was totally mackin’ on her right?!
Chase and Avery both nod in fervently in agreement, still watching the women leave.
Wesley: She’s lucky I have a commitment here or...you know what would have happened?
Chase: Oh yeah, the Mr. Action lace up! Take her out for a surf and turf, a nice movie, have a couple of pixie sticks, and drop her off at home by like 9-9:30ish?
Wesley: Heck yeah brotha! Lucky I’m too busy defending the 201 and Fun Championship this weekend or I would have sent her a couple of very respectful text messages UNTIL SHE TEXTED ME BACK “LOOK WESLEY YOU’RE A NICE GUY BUT IM LOOKING FOR MORE ROMANCE AND PASSION!”
Avery: Darn right!
Wesley: JUST LIKE MY 8TH GRADE ENGLISH TEACHER MS. LUIG! WE WOULD HAVE BEEN GREAT TOGETHER! YOU BROKE MY HEART! NOW IM GONNA BREAK MY OPPONENTS THIS WEEK INSTEAD!
Chase and Avery started to slowly back away. They knew their friend, when he started to lose his temper, he really lost it. He was almost two different people; especially when Ms. Luig was brought up.
Wesley: BUNCH OF STUPID DANG IDIOTS WANT TO TRY AND TAKE MY TITLE?! THAT IVE SWEATED FOR?! THAT IVE BLEED FOR?!
Wesley elbow drops the table in half and throws half of it, decapitating a statue of Elsa from Frozen.
Wesley: THEY THINK THEY HAVE WHAT IT TAKES TO BE 201 AND FUN CHAMPION?! THEY THINK THEY WANT TO KNOW THIS STRESS?! THEY COULDNT EVEN BEGIN TO HANDLE IT GLAAAARGHSHSHAHA!!!
Park security approaches Wesley, ready to escort him from the premises.
Chase: We can take him from here, he’s about to run out of words anyways.
Security: What the heck are you talking about?
Chase and Avery escort Wesley from the premesis.