Post by Andrew Barnes on Aug 23, 2020 16:54:02 GMT -5
"Now."
The word cuts through the darkness, the screen flashes on with a spotlight flicker in the middle. A figure stands underneath it- his back towards the camera. Wearing a black suit with a red dress shirt and black tie.
"I'm probably the last person to be saying this stuff..."
CLICK
The glow from a lighter appears around, outlining his muscular shoulders.
"It just needs to be said."
Smoke floats above his head, he turns towards the camera with a smirk and cigarette to reveal Andrew Barnes. A new fire burning in his eyes and not just from the cigarette.
He takes one more puff and flicks the cigarette away, "The state of Alpha Pro Wrestling..."
"Well.."
"It's pathetic." Andrew gestures with both empty hands up.
"America Jackson."
Andrew chuckles, "Your North American champion."
Flashes of America Jackson against Hibert Horton in Action Wrestling appears on the screen.
Billy: Shitfire! America tapped. Like you said Chris He had to do it.
Chris Avery: Great match by both men, but Horton comes away with the victory tonight. Let’s get to out next match.
Chris Avery: Great match by both men, but Horton comes away with the victory tonight. Let’s get to out next match.
"He's already at Action Wrestling." Andrew mentions.
Chris Avery: It did work! America had to release the ankle lock and Downfall is able to scoop up a dazed Jackson into a Fireman’s carry. This looks like a set up for the Fall Of Gaia!, That is Downfall’s double knee facebuster. Folks, picture a GTS into a Codebreaker.
Billy: Shitfire! He nailed it and goes for the cover..
1..
2..
THREE!!!
Billy: He did it! Downfall used his ring savvy to win a close one today. If these guys are part of the future of Action Wrestling, go get some shades. Let’s head to our next match.
Billy: Shitfire! He nailed it and goes for the cover..
1..
2..
THREE!!!
Billy: He did it! Downfall used his ring savvy to win a close one today. If these guys are part of the future of Action Wrestling, go get some shades. Let’s head to our next match.
The furrowing of the brow, Andrew lifts his right hand and angrily points to the side, while still staring into the camera.
"He would rather job over there than show ANY signs of dedication over HERE!"
Some spit leaves his mouth at the end, his face bright red; Andrew Barnes composes himself and fixes his tie.
"Sorry. Here. Let's play this song for America." Andrew says as he takes out another cigarette.
The screen cuts away to the music video..
We come back to Andrew Barnes enjoying the last puffs and flicks the cigarette away.
"See! I'm a nice guy!" Andrew smiles and reaches into his suit jacket to pull out a photo of Zaigon Carter.
Andrew Barnes looks into the camera and continues to smile while pointing at the photo of Zaigon, "This is your Alpha World Champ. A guy who walked in here and won the title in what? A week or so? What's the history behind this guy?"
He rips the photo down the middle and tosses it aside.
"He's already lurking backstage there at Action Wrestling. Your fucking World champion will be leaving soon, APW. How does that make you feel? I heard Johnny Class is taking phone calls for Soul Reaver on new prospects beyond here. At least those two can make it."
"I'm not trying to tear anyone down."
"Nope."
"I'm just here to warn them. They have the big fish in a small pond syndrome."
"Me?"
"I know my place." Andrew smiles.
"I know that if you want to make it there. You have to have more than looking like.." Andrew looks down at his slick black suit "Well..." And back up at the camera, "Like me."
"I don't care about the past here. I'm here for the future." Andrew points into the camera, "And that future will be an APW flourishing under my reign. Eli Beazley cheating has woken me up. This federation doesn't need the coddling like Zaigon Carter has been showing it."
"I started this path with the destruction of Aaron Blaze. I will continue it this week with Cray Mitchell."
Andrew gestures with his fingers, ""The Guru of Glee!""
"I don't know much about him. And his lack of faith in Alpha Pro has shown me that I shouldn't give a fuck. He's another stepping stone to Eli Beazley. I MUST beat Beazley. I MUST STOP THIS PAIN!"
Andrew shakes his head.
"Cray Mitchell."
"If you show.. If you win... I will still be here. This doesn't stop until Beazley is down and out. After him.. I will do what is right, and become the face of Alpha Pro Wrestling. I will take title after title, showing the world and Action Wrestling that quality will always beat out quantity. Something America and Zaigon can wish for this coming Christmas."
Andrew rolls his eyes, "I know I should be nice. I'm the face. I'm suppose to raise the status of my opponents above myself. So that if I lost, I didn't lose to someone I called a jobber. Yeah. Sure.. We all get that. It's the basics."
"BUT!" Andrew raises his right hand up with the pinky finger the only finger raise.
"BUT!" Andrew raises his right hand up with the pinky finger the only finger raise.
"Why?"
"Really? Why do I have to be nice if I'm the good guy? In this world!? Being nice is likely going to make you look weak. Look feeble. Hell, people think being nice is only exclusive to the women folk."
He smirks, "How about this? How about I can show the world that the good guy can fight fire with fire? How about I show the world that it's alright to gloat once and awhile? There's no harm in showing off what you worked so hard for?"
He smirks, "How about this? How about I can show the world that the good guy can fight fire with fire? How about I show the world that it's alright to gloat once and awhile? There's no harm in showing off what you worked so hard for?"
"Like... Like how I worked so hard to get into this business. That every day I have to hear the cries of untalented superstars, and how they see themselves as some kind of Gods!? When all they have to offer is a few words and a cheap suit. Maybe a gimmicky name?"
"Everyday."
"Everyday my uncle Johnny Legend has worked his ass off in this business. Back in the day, he was a workhorse. Always helping out with anyone and anything. You need tap? He got you. You need a drive to the next show? He got you. All he did was help."
"Help. Help. Help."
"Now look at him."
The screen flashes to Johnny Legend in a nursing home, getting ready to shoot a promo for his match in XWF.
"I just shat myse.." Johnny Legend was about to finish but gets cut off..
"So yeah, I'm done being nice to this roster. No one here deserves my kindness, no one besides the people paying to see me. My loyal fans. Everyone else can eat my ass!"
Andrew Barnes raises his right hand and flips off the camera. He walks away and out of the spotlight to the music of...
