Post by Carnivore on Nov 21, 2019 14:33:04 GMT -5
Carnivore and Roger Wright appear in the men's locker room, Carnivore seems to have a fixed gaze on Wright even behind the scratched yellow smiley mask. Carnivore speaks in a whispery voice.
Carnivore: You are who they found to be my tag team partner? Who would trust Daniel Dream? Who would trust Carnivore? I don't know who is playing mind games. For you to show up...
Roger: It is clearly apparent you have a distrust of me, and why would you not? Your knowledge of me is limited to simply a name and now a face. But I assure you, we will beat Flex Appeal this week, just bring that angst and anger with you to the ring.
Carnivore: I hope so.
Carnivore looks away from Roger, a quiet sigh is heard from behind his mask.
Carnivore: I distrust everyone, for a reason, the last guy I trusted was named Cal Compton. You know I don't expect us to win tag team championships any time soon but who knows, I won The Portland Tag Team Championships with Cal Compton in our first tag team match.
Carnivore looks back at Roger.
Carnivore: Just for a fair warning, Cal Compton cost me matches and he hasn't been heard from in over ninety days. Who is playing the mind games? For you to show up...
Roger: I get it, no need for threats under breath with masked intentions. I'll be there, and do what needs to be done. There are no dreams of grandeur here, this is a one off, after this week you go your way, I go mine.
Carnivore: Yeah, let’s just focus on beating Flex Appeal, but you could be of use to me in the future, I won't bash in your skull, at least not any time soon. Yeah. Us winning the tag team championship one day is unlikely, unlikely as it is, I always look to the opportunities of the future.
Roger: Take no offense but there is no desire in my heart to win tag titles with you. I only have a desire to beat Flex Appeal and move onto the more important things I have planned for myself. Now please if you don't mind, I have places to be and people to see.
With that Roger tipped his cowboy hat and ushered himself out of the locker room leaving Carnivore alone. Carnivore lowers his head and nods to himself as if processing everything as the scene fades to black.
Carnivore: You are who they found to be my tag team partner? Who would trust Daniel Dream? Who would trust Carnivore? I don't know who is playing mind games. For you to show up...
Roger: It is clearly apparent you have a distrust of me, and why would you not? Your knowledge of me is limited to simply a name and now a face. But I assure you, we will beat Flex Appeal this week, just bring that angst and anger with you to the ring.
Carnivore: I hope so.
Carnivore looks away from Roger, a quiet sigh is heard from behind his mask.
Carnivore: I distrust everyone, for a reason, the last guy I trusted was named Cal Compton. You know I don't expect us to win tag team championships any time soon but who knows, I won The Portland Tag Team Championships with Cal Compton in our first tag team match.
Carnivore looks back at Roger.
Carnivore: Just for a fair warning, Cal Compton cost me matches and he hasn't been heard from in over ninety days. Who is playing the mind games? For you to show up...
Roger: I get it, no need for threats under breath with masked intentions. I'll be there, and do what needs to be done. There are no dreams of grandeur here, this is a one off, after this week you go your way, I go mine.
Carnivore: Yeah, let’s just focus on beating Flex Appeal, but you could be of use to me in the future, I won't bash in your skull, at least not any time soon. Yeah. Us winning the tag team championship one day is unlikely, unlikely as it is, I always look to the opportunities of the future.
Roger: Take no offense but there is no desire in my heart to win tag titles with you. I only have a desire to beat Flex Appeal and move onto the more important things I have planned for myself. Now please if you don't mind, I have places to be and people to see.
With that Roger tipped his cowboy hat and ushered himself out of the locker room leaving Carnivore alone. Carnivore lowers his head and nods to himself as if processing everything as the scene fades to black.