Post by Deleted on May 9, 2015 21:05:48 GMT -6
The show picks up as we see the back of a chair. The door is opened as we see Rob Riot standing in the middle of the room in his ring gear ready for his match with Malloy. Riot seems to be a bit impatient as he is speaking to the back of the chair.
Rob Riot: Mister James you wish to see me?
The question is not answered by the back of the chair as Rob is wondering what in the hell is going on. He begins speaking in a louder voice as he tries to get his attention.
Rob Riot: Mister James?
The chair swings around as it is Hunter Valentyne in his own ring gear. His taped fists are pounding the table as Rob Riot’s face turns to a look of pure hatred as Hunter smiles at the effect he has had on his long time enemy.
Hunter: Now shut your mouth and let’s get this over with. I see the look in your eye and you best take the glare out of your stare boy! I see this going down two ways. You can do what you have done in the past and that is to screw me like you did at Ignite 200. Then I can fuck you harder and we both are left with nothing. We could do that and I am sure we would both be unsatisfied and very pissed off at each other. That is what they want.
Rob Riot: I love the way you keep saying you don't get special treatment around here, and yet you're in this office, and sat in that chair. I'll indulge you only because I assume there's a reason you didn't stab me in the back the moment I walked through the door tonight. I presume there's an 'or'?
Hunter: Or we could give you the one thing you have wanted since Demented and that is to get your untalented hands on me. You see when I beat Scarlet Styles assuming you keep your nose out of my business and you beat Malloy assuming the same thing then we fight for the TV Title. Then you get to try and beat the man who has made you look a fool since day one. The choice is really up to you. I am willing to beat the shit out of you but first we need to get a few things clear.
Rob Riot: I'm done taking notes from you. Hell, I gave you a damn idea about escaping the asylum and you took it and used it to trap me there long after you got out. Being trapped in there nearly brought my business to its knees, and all of this happened because I was willing to listen to you. I have nothing to learn from the great Hunter Valentyne.
Hunter: You God Damned right I am great. This has nothing to do with Chloe Logan or your shitty wrestling company and never has. This does not even have anything to do with who is better inside of the ring. This has everything to do with what each of us believes in. Of course what you believe in is complete and utter bullshit but I will let that shit slide. I believe in paying my dues as I have done for seven years in not only this company but this business as a whole. You have called me Jesse’s lap dog and pet and whatever stupid shit comes to that idiotic brain of yours but the fact is I have paid my dues unlike you and your new found friends. Rob you don’t believe in that and you feel like we should bow down and kiss your ass and that shit is never going to happen. SO for the Television Title I will beat the shit out of you and teach you what it means to pay your fucking dues bitch!
Rob Riot: You know what Hunter, you're lucky I'm a businessman and not a savage like you. I know what 'box office' and 'ratings' mean. I know what Riot vs Valentyne on Pay Per View means in terms of buy rates for Justice. So I'm willing to bide my time. The more money that comes into New Edge, the sweeter the deal for me when I prize the whole company out from under Jesse's nose. So we have a deal. I stay out of your match tonight, you stay out of mine. But you tell me, right here and now, what you've done to Valora. Where is she, you sick fuck?
Hunter laughs.
Hunter: Rob, I have no idea where your whore is. Maybe she got smart for once in her life and ran away from the train wreck I've turned your life into. I just wanted you to come to an understanding of what this fight means to New Edge Wrestling and what is at stake tonight. Good luck with Malloy. I will be watching a little closer than you think.
The two men glare at each other with harsh looks as Security is forcing it’s way into the office. They are holding back Riot and Hunter but just barely. In truth they are allowing themselves to be held back. If they wanted to fight they would have.
Rob Riot: Mister James you wish to see me?
The question is not answered by the back of the chair as Rob is wondering what in the hell is going on. He begins speaking in a louder voice as he tries to get his attention.
Rob Riot: Mister James?
The chair swings around as it is Hunter Valentyne in his own ring gear. His taped fists are pounding the table as Rob Riot’s face turns to a look of pure hatred as Hunter smiles at the effect he has had on his long time enemy.
Hunter: Now shut your mouth and let’s get this over with. I see the look in your eye and you best take the glare out of your stare boy! I see this going down two ways. You can do what you have done in the past and that is to screw me like you did at Ignite 200. Then I can fuck you harder and we both are left with nothing. We could do that and I am sure we would both be unsatisfied and very pissed off at each other. That is what they want.
Rob Riot: I love the way you keep saying you don't get special treatment around here, and yet you're in this office, and sat in that chair. I'll indulge you only because I assume there's a reason you didn't stab me in the back the moment I walked through the door tonight. I presume there's an 'or'?
Hunter: Or we could give you the one thing you have wanted since Demented and that is to get your untalented hands on me. You see when I beat Scarlet Styles assuming you keep your nose out of my business and you beat Malloy assuming the same thing then we fight for the TV Title. Then you get to try and beat the man who has made you look a fool since day one. The choice is really up to you. I am willing to beat the shit out of you but first we need to get a few things clear.
Rob Riot: I'm done taking notes from you. Hell, I gave you a damn idea about escaping the asylum and you took it and used it to trap me there long after you got out. Being trapped in there nearly brought my business to its knees, and all of this happened because I was willing to listen to you. I have nothing to learn from the great Hunter Valentyne.
Hunter: You God Damned right I am great. This has nothing to do with Chloe Logan or your shitty wrestling company and never has. This does not even have anything to do with who is better inside of the ring. This has everything to do with what each of us believes in. Of course what you believe in is complete and utter bullshit but I will let that shit slide. I believe in paying my dues as I have done for seven years in not only this company but this business as a whole. You have called me Jesse’s lap dog and pet and whatever stupid shit comes to that idiotic brain of yours but the fact is I have paid my dues unlike you and your new found friends. Rob you don’t believe in that and you feel like we should bow down and kiss your ass and that shit is never going to happen. SO for the Television Title I will beat the shit out of you and teach you what it means to pay your fucking dues bitch!
Rob Riot: You know what Hunter, you're lucky I'm a businessman and not a savage like you. I know what 'box office' and 'ratings' mean. I know what Riot vs Valentyne on Pay Per View means in terms of buy rates for Justice. So I'm willing to bide my time. The more money that comes into New Edge, the sweeter the deal for me when I prize the whole company out from under Jesse's nose. So we have a deal. I stay out of your match tonight, you stay out of mine. But you tell me, right here and now, what you've done to Valora. Where is she, you sick fuck?
Hunter laughs.
Hunter: Rob, I have no idea where your whore is. Maybe she got smart for once in her life and ran away from the train wreck I've turned your life into. I just wanted you to come to an understanding of what this fight means to New Edge Wrestling and what is at stake tonight. Good luck with Malloy. I will be watching a little closer than you think.
The two men glare at each other with harsh looks as Security is forcing it’s way into the office. They are holding back Riot and Hunter but just barely. In truth they are allowing themselves to be held back. If they wanted to fight they would have.