Post by Troy & B&-y Meadows on Sept 30, 2011 15:15:33 GMT -5
The night of Troy Meadows' debut raced by with out a hitch. This left so many people with so many questions as to who this new man was or what he would do around the arena. Charlie Coors had received word that Troy had not left yet and laid in waiting in the parking lot hoping to get an interview with the mystery man who had taken a shot verbally at the new King of Death Match champion and possibly the soon to be new New Age Champion. Little had been heard about this new guy and it was clear how nervous the impending interview was for the cameraman who shook the camera as if scared and ready to bolt at a moments notice. The door to the arena opened slowly with Troy exiting it slowly. He wore a LA Kings Hockey Jersey now and black jean pants with jet black Timberland boots on. Charlie started to make his way towards Troy as the cameraman followed slowly behind. Unaware of eminent attack of questions he was about to be asked Troy started to walk towards a crotch rocket while digging into his pocket slowly to pull out a set of keys. He had no bag over his shoulder like the other workers were usually seen holding as they left for the night. As the GHW interviewer got closer Troy realized he was being "Stalked" and looked over at Charlie. A look on his face almost wondering what he had done to get such a surprise assault of questions so soon in his career here.
Meadows, Troy Meadows can I have a moment of your time to answer a couple questions?
Troy looked rather shocked that he was even worth the time of this interviewer after hours at least. And even though he would be late for the puck dropping he figured it would only help his career to give the kiddish looking man a couple minutes. A blank carefree expression rested on his face as he nodded softly looking from the camera to Charlie then back. Part of him wondered if the camera was even rolling or if this was some sort of set up by Dom or Dow for the things he had said about them earlier in the night.
You havent even been here for 24 hours now and you have already taken a shot at the new King of Death Match Champion as well as the Number One contender for the New Age title. Are you trying to create controversy so soon or do you have some deep hatred with either of these men?
Troy looked at Charlie and shook his head trying to not laugh which only forced his lips to make a soft smile before it washed away once he had realized it.
Nah, no hate for either of them in this heart,
Now its getting to know me is what you call this part.
The truth is its just part of the game,
Talking trash will stay the same.
If the boys cant take it get some tampons,
Cause they will only feed a rage in me that beckons.
I like ya question dude but whats with the hair?
Did you style it yourself or get mauled by a bear?
And you with the camera where do you shop K-mart's?
Dig a deep hole and throw those clothes in and practice lawn darts.
See this promotion is in trouble and Im here as a savior,
The talent is dried up and has lost all its flavor.
The champions are on notice that Im the prodigy
And if they mess with me they will be needing a eulogy.
But I dont really want to fuck with ya'll in fear of gonorrhea,
Hold that thought I got an idea.
Troy walks away from Charlie hopping into the crotch rocket and starting it up. The tire peels as a loud screatching sound envelopes the parking struture. The bike takes off and the cameraman pans to Charlie who has a confused look upon his face before the camera is lowered down to a shot of their feet before turning off.
EOT- Comments and suggestions are appreciated and YES this does serve storyline purposes.
Meadows, Troy Meadows can I have a moment of your time to answer a couple questions?
Troy looked rather shocked that he was even worth the time of this interviewer after hours at least. And even though he would be late for the puck dropping he figured it would only help his career to give the kiddish looking man a couple minutes. A blank carefree expression rested on his face as he nodded softly looking from the camera to Charlie then back. Part of him wondered if the camera was even rolling or if this was some sort of set up by Dom or Dow for the things he had said about them earlier in the night.
You havent even been here for 24 hours now and you have already taken a shot at the new King of Death Match Champion as well as the Number One contender for the New Age title. Are you trying to create controversy so soon or do you have some deep hatred with either of these men?
Troy looked at Charlie and shook his head trying to not laugh which only forced his lips to make a soft smile before it washed away once he had realized it.
Nah, no hate for either of them in this heart,
Now its getting to know me is what you call this part.
The truth is its just part of the game,
Talking trash will stay the same.
If the boys cant take it get some tampons,
Cause they will only feed a rage in me that beckons.
I like ya question dude but whats with the hair?
Did you style it yourself or get mauled by a bear?
And you with the camera where do you shop K-mart's?
Dig a deep hole and throw those clothes in and practice lawn darts.
See this promotion is in trouble and Im here as a savior,
The talent is dried up and has lost all its flavor.
The champions are on notice that Im the prodigy
And if they mess with me they will be needing a eulogy.
But I dont really want to fuck with ya'll in fear of gonorrhea,
Hold that thought I got an idea.
Troy walks away from Charlie hopping into the crotch rocket and starting it up. The tire peels as a loud screatching sound envelopes the parking struture. The bike takes off and the cameraman pans to Charlie who has a confused look upon his face before the camera is lowered down to a shot of their feet before turning off.
EOT- Comments and suggestions are appreciated and YES this does serve storyline purposes.
