Post by Metal Dragon on Feb 25, 2011 15:19:57 GMT -5
Charlie Coors stands backstage with a microphone, wasting no time in stating his business.
Coors: "Ladies and gentlemen, my guest at this time... Metal Dragon."
The camera zooms out to show MD standing next to the scruffy ring announcer, clad in a black Eyehategod shirt and blue jeans with a can of Pabst Blue Ribbon in one hand. Dragon looks at Charlie with an emotionless gaze, as if he just wants to hurry up and end the interview.
"Dragon, after your match with Ryan Hughes, you haven't really been seen. Do you have any plans?"
As the Man of Golden Words takes a gulp of his beer, Coors holds the microphone up to him.
"I'm picking my spot, Chuck. Now that there are two shows in this company, it gives me twice as much time to scout out everything, with a thinner locker room on each show. Now, I see Brian Brooks is back. He and Chris Pyro are gonna burst back onto the tag scene, are they? The higher-ups in this company stopped listening to me and now they're bringing in all these people who are hell-bent on destroying GHW, instead of just living and letting live, but putting a lock on the door. This is disgusting."
MD takes another drink of his PBR while Coors fields his next question.
"Another recent re-acquisition is someone who was very vocal about your backstage politics. That would be Wolverina."
As cheering from the crowd is heard on live TV, Dragon spews foam all over the place. Shaking the cobwebs out of his head, the Tennessean takes another drink before responding.
"Are you fucking kidding me?"
"Nope."
"Smarky, Smarky, Smarky... Maybe I need to kick your ass in a cage again like I did a while back. Maybe I need to pound you into dust until you can't even function anymore and you can sit in the hospital with Ryan Hughes. I destroy people when I'm in the mood to do so. Ask Evan Fallen Angel. Ask Ryan Hughes. Ask Crazy Boy. If I need to take out two armies to save wrestling, which so far appears like my only choice, then so be it. I am a human weapon, Coors. I hurt people. I would hurt you without thinking if you gave me a reason to."
Charlie backs away slightly, but like a professional, he continues the interview.
"So I take it that you still consider yourself a major player in GHW, despite not being as active as you used to be?"
"Charlie..."
MD chugs the rest of his beer down while Coors holds the microphone in front of him. The can is then tossed aside.
"...I AM GHW."
The Tennessean Technician abruptly walks away.
End of Thread
Coors: "Ladies and gentlemen, my guest at this time... Metal Dragon."
The camera zooms out to show MD standing next to the scruffy ring announcer, clad in a black Eyehategod shirt and blue jeans with a can of Pabst Blue Ribbon in one hand. Dragon looks at Charlie with an emotionless gaze, as if he just wants to hurry up and end the interview.
"Dragon, after your match with Ryan Hughes, you haven't really been seen. Do you have any plans?"
As the Man of Golden Words takes a gulp of his beer, Coors holds the microphone up to him.
"I'm picking my spot, Chuck. Now that there are two shows in this company, it gives me twice as much time to scout out everything, with a thinner locker room on each show. Now, I see Brian Brooks is back. He and Chris Pyro are gonna burst back onto the tag scene, are they? The higher-ups in this company stopped listening to me and now they're bringing in all these people who are hell-bent on destroying GHW, instead of just living and letting live, but putting a lock on the door. This is disgusting."
MD takes another drink of his PBR while Coors fields his next question.
"Another recent re-acquisition is someone who was very vocal about your backstage politics. That would be Wolverina."
As cheering from the crowd is heard on live TV, Dragon spews foam all over the place. Shaking the cobwebs out of his head, the Tennessean takes another drink before responding.
"Are you fucking kidding me?"
"Nope."
"Smarky, Smarky, Smarky... Maybe I need to kick your ass in a cage again like I did a while back. Maybe I need to pound you into dust until you can't even function anymore and you can sit in the hospital with Ryan Hughes. I destroy people when I'm in the mood to do so. Ask Evan Fallen Angel. Ask Ryan Hughes. Ask Crazy Boy. If I need to take out two armies to save wrestling, which so far appears like my only choice, then so be it. I am a human weapon, Coors. I hurt people. I would hurt you without thinking if you gave me a reason to."
Charlie backs away slightly, but like a professional, he continues the interview.
"So I take it that you still consider yourself a major player in GHW, despite not being as active as you used to be?"
"Charlie..."
MD chugs the rest of his beer down while Coors holds the microphone in front of him. The can is then tossed aside.
"...I AM GHW."
The Tennessean Technician abruptly walks away.
End of Thread