Post by Giggles! on Sept 27, 2020 21:17:21 GMT -5
We open in darkness.
A small light illuminates the face of Ringmaster Isaac Barnum. He holds a flashlight under his chin that makes him look like he’s about to tell a ghost story. He looks disheveled and slightly nervous, he speaks in a hushed, hurried tone.
Ladies and gentlemen of Alpha Pro Wrestling, good evening. It is I, Ringmaster Isaac Barnum. As I am sure you have noticed, myself, as well as everyone’s most beloved clown Giggles, have been absent from APW television. Believe me, that is for everyone’s own good. Giggles has been… in a bad mood as of late. And trust me, that is not good…
Which brings me to now. I come to World War Wrestling and Giggles’ defense against one Renaissance Taylor. I’m afraid I do not have much time to dilly dally so please, let us continue.
Hehehehe…
Ms. Taylor, usually I like to show sportsmanship by saying how Giggles’ opponents are capable, quality competitors. Either promising showmen or talented in-ring competitors such as yourself. Win after win, big moment after big moment.
But this time I’m afraid I cannot do that. For you see, you made a grave mistake this past week on Monday Night Metal. You had the nerve, the audacity to make fun of my dear Giggles. Not only him but the clown community as a whole. Now, I know that sounds silly. And quite frankly it does sound odd coming out of my mouth. But that is a very real thing to my Giggles, it is something he takes very seriously…
And please do believe me, Ms. Taylor, you will not like Giggles when he feels he has been wronged…
The way I see it, you only received this match as a consolation prize. You had an impressive showing in the Penultimate Showdown match, but you did not win. Quite frankly you did not even come close. You did enough to be awarded with a title match but you were not good enough to win it all. And now, for your effort, you have been fed to a hungry, rabid wolf in the form of the carnivorous carny, your Junior Heavyweight champion, my Giggles.
You may think you have been given a grand opportunity at a title we have made so prestigious as some sort of reward. In reality, however, all this is is something to keep Giggles occupied.
Forgive me for this silly question, professional wrestling is not my first occupation. But in what scenario does losing a match qualify you for a championship match? Giggles has not been pinned nor submitted since arriving in Alpha Pro Wrestling. That is why he was awarded a title match that he ended up winning. But you, Ms. Taylor? You managed to do just enough to earn a participation trophy before collapsing and allowing yourself to be defeated.
As far as I am concerned, Giggles is worth more, the Junior Heavyweight championship is worth more than to be rewarded to someone who is undeserving. Giggles is the main attraction, he does not have time to deal with an opening act such as Ms. Renee Taylor.
Quite frankly, Ms. Taylor, Giggles is worth more than you.
Distant, quiet footsteps can be heard in the background…
With that being said... Ringmaster Isaac’s Traveling Circus is always open to new acts. We can make a true entertainer out of you yet, Ms. Renee. The clown role is already masterfully filled, so you must find a new, original act. That is, if you are able to handle it, my dear...
Ms. Taylor, I may be negative towards you right now, but that is simply because I do not believe you deserve the opportunity you have received. But that does not mean I dislike you. Quite the contrary. I believe, with my guidance, you can attain your true potential. But until you do the same, I will have no choice but to sick my chaotic clown against you and have him, well, beat some sense into you.
Come World War Wrestling, you step into what is essentially home-field advantage for my dear clown. You see, Giggles has grown up inside the Barnum Funhouse. You are merely an ignorant observer. But an Alice stepping into the mad world Wonderland of which she has not a clue.
Thrills, chills, surprises around every corner! All the while horrifyingly exciting characters accompany you on your twisted journey! The door is open, Ms. Taylor, please step inside if you dare.
Of course, there is always a chance to turn back before the ride begins if and when you cannot stomach the terror. But be mindful, once those doors close behind you… The only way out is to go through. And if you feel brave enough to take that route… Do head my warning… You will not survive the night.
Hahahaha...
Barnum’s speech quickens just a bit as the footsteps draw closer.
I applaud your winning ways, Ms. Taylor, but I am afraid they will come to an abrupt and violent end at World War Wrestling. You may dress up and play pretend all you want, but the fact of the matter is you are but a pest. A weak vermin that needs to be eradicated by the hands of Your Favorite Clown and Mine.
Step into my Funhouse, Renaissance Taylor, we are always looking for new attractions. I am sure you will fit right in with our whacky little family…
A wicked smile forms on Barnum’s face. That is until the footsteps approach until they are right next to the Ringmaster.
He turns to look behind him… Staying as quiet and as still as possible… Listening...
Nothing.
Silence…
...Do take c-
A door behind Barnum is violently kicked open, allowing light to flood into the room, surrounding the tall, lanky silhouette of the Junior Heavyweight champion. Loud, hysterical laughter is combined with the shocked scream of Barnum before the feed is suddenly cut.
Quiet chuckles can be heard in the darkness...
A small light illuminates the face of Ringmaster Isaac Barnum. He holds a flashlight under his chin that makes him look like he’s about to tell a ghost story. He looks disheveled and slightly nervous, he speaks in a hushed, hurried tone.
Ladies and gentlemen of Alpha Pro Wrestling, good evening. It is I, Ringmaster Isaac Barnum. As I am sure you have noticed, myself, as well as everyone’s most beloved clown Giggles, have been absent from APW television. Believe me, that is for everyone’s own good. Giggles has been… in a bad mood as of late. And trust me, that is not good…
Which brings me to now. I come to World War Wrestling and Giggles’ defense against one Renaissance Taylor. I’m afraid I do not have much time to dilly dally so please, let us continue.
Hehehehe…
Ms. Taylor, usually I like to show sportsmanship by saying how Giggles’ opponents are capable, quality competitors. Either promising showmen or talented in-ring competitors such as yourself. Win after win, big moment after big moment.
But this time I’m afraid I cannot do that. For you see, you made a grave mistake this past week on Monday Night Metal. You had the nerve, the audacity to make fun of my dear Giggles. Not only him but the clown community as a whole. Now, I know that sounds silly. And quite frankly it does sound odd coming out of my mouth. But that is a very real thing to my Giggles, it is something he takes very seriously…
And please do believe me, Ms. Taylor, you will not like Giggles when he feels he has been wronged…
The way I see it, you only received this match as a consolation prize. You had an impressive showing in the Penultimate Showdown match, but you did not win. Quite frankly you did not even come close. You did enough to be awarded with a title match but you were not good enough to win it all. And now, for your effort, you have been fed to a hungry, rabid wolf in the form of the carnivorous carny, your Junior Heavyweight champion, my Giggles.
You may think you have been given a grand opportunity at a title we have made so prestigious as some sort of reward. In reality, however, all this is is something to keep Giggles occupied.
Forgive me for this silly question, professional wrestling is not my first occupation. But in what scenario does losing a match qualify you for a championship match? Giggles has not been pinned nor submitted since arriving in Alpha Pro Wrestling. That is why he was awarded a title match that he ended up winning. But you, Ms. Taylor? You managed to do just enough to earn a participation trophy before collapsing and allowing yourself to be defeated.
As far as I am concerned, Giggles is worth more, the Junior Heavyweight championship is worth more than to be rewarded to someone who is undeserving. Giggles is the main attraction, he does not have time to deal with an opening act such as Ms. Renee Taylor.
Quite frankly, Ms. Taylor, Giggles is worth more than you.
Distant, quiet footsteps can be heard in the background…
With that being said... Ringmaster Isaac’s Traveling Circus is always open to new acts. We can make a true entertainer out of you yet, Ms. Renee. The clown role is already masterfully filled, so you must find a new, original act. That is, if you are able to handle it, my dear...
Ms. Taylor, I may be negative towards you right now, but that is simply because I do not believe you deserve the opportunity you have received. But that does not mean I dislike you. Quite the contrary. I believe, with my guidance, you can attain your true potential. But until you do the same, I will have no choice but to sick my chaotic clown against you and have him, well, beat some sense into you.
Come World War Wrestling, you step into what is essentially home-field advantage for my dear clown. You see, Giggles has grown up inside the Barnum Funhouse. You are merely an ignorant observer. But an Alice stepping into the mad world Wonderland of which she has not a clue.
Thrills, chills, surprises around every corner! All the while horrifyingly exciting characters accompany you on your twisted journey! The door is open, Ms. Taylor, please step inside if you dare.
Of course, there is always a chance to turn back before the ride begins if and when you cannot stomach the terror. But be mindful, once those doors close behind you… The only way out is to go through. And if you feel brave enough to take that route… Do head my warning… You will not survive the night.
Hahahaha...
Barnum’s speech quickens just a bit as the footsteps draw closer.
I applaud your winning ways, Ms. Taylor, but I am afraid they will come to an abrupt and violent end at World War Wrestling. You may dress up and play pretend all you want, but the fact of the matter is you are but a pest. A weak vermin that needs to be eradicated by the hands of Your Favorite Clown and Mine.
Step into my Funhouse, Renaissance Taylor, we are always looking for new attractions. I am sure you will fit right in with our whacky little family…
A wicked smile forms on Barnum’s face. That is until the footsteps approach until they are right next to the Ringmaster.
He turns to look behind him… Staying as quiet and as still as possible… Listening...
Nothing.
Silence…
...Do take c-
A door behind Barnum is violently kicked open, allowing light to flood into the room, surrounding the tall, lanky silhouette of the Junior Heavyweight champion. Loud, hysterical laughter is combined with the shocked scream of Barnum before the feed is suddenly cut.
Quiet chuckles can be heard in the darkness...
