JC: Did you see that interview I had on Saturday Night Brimstone?

Josh: Yeah man it was crazy.

That one interview alone has brought the offers swirling in. LOW wants me back, plus some new places like TCW and AIWF tried to get me to quit here and sign with them. It was sure tempting. Once the wrestling world found out I was actively competing, I became the hottest free agent in wrestling history.

Joe takes another sip of his martini, while Josh has already chugged away two or three, and is starting to get drunk.

Sure, sure. So anyway, what is your official first MWF match?

I am in the World Heavyweight Championship tournament.

Really?

You bet. Obviously this place knows talent when they see it.

Who is your opponent?

The guy calls himself Joey Dice.

Josh is obviously drunk at this point in time, so everything he speaks now is slurred and incoherent.

Oh he's a jobber.

Now Josh, you should know not to judge wrestlers like that before you even know them. Only true greatness can pass judgment on those less worthy. Joey Dice is indeed a jobber.

The two men laugh at the joke. Josh more so, as he is nowhere near being sober. He is just constantly giggling and murmuring something about seeing spots. Joe, feeling bored with this, looks at his watch.

Wow look at the time, it's late.

Yeah do you think you should drive because I don't know if I can do it, I'm like totally wasted man.

No way, I don't want you puking in the limo!

You sure I can drive by myself?

I'm positive. You'll be fine. Drop by my hotel tomorrow and we'll get to work on a promo tape for Mr. Dice.

Joe laughs to himself at the wacky name choice of his opponent. He leaves Josh at the bar as the scene fades. When it comes back, it is the next morning at Joe Cool's hotel room. The last show, which he debuted at, was in Miami, Florida and he is staying in an executive suite. It is apparant that he is spending more money than he used too. He wakes up alone in a huge bed, stretches and then quickly dresses himself when he hears a knock at the door. He goe sto the door and opens it to reveal Josh with a bag of ice over a swollen knot on his forehead which looks to also have a cut on it.

Wow what happened to you?

As it turns out, I was really drunk last night.

Joe, knowing what happened but refusing to admit(out loud anyway) that he might be to blame, continues the conversation, but not as truthful as normal.

Really? You seemed fine when I left. You must have had more alcohol afterwards.

Yeah but I can't remember too much. In addition to this killer hangover, I got into a wreck, it totaled the rental car I was using. I hit my head, but other than that I'm fine. It's too bad no one I knew was there, they could have given me a lift.

Joe's eyes dart back and forth as he plays innocent.

Yeah you know I would have if you were drinking with me. That's what friends are for right? Come on, let's get you seated so we can start that promo!

They move inside the suite and out of the hallway. Joe looks for a tape that may be from Joey Dice but finds nothing.

Oh yeah he didn't do a promo. At least I wasn't aware of it. I'm not myself right now. But they most likely would have sent it to me, I am your personal interviewer and cameraman. I do have a bio to work from.

Josh pulls out a piece of paper from his camera bag, which is folded and wrinkled, like it was shoved in there in a rush.

Hurried, did we?

Joe looks over the profile then nods to himself.

There's nothing on here to work with either. I'll tell you what Josh. Go set up in the hotel lobby. I want to get to the next town so I'm gonna pack up my luggage and do the promo from there.

They part ways as the scene fades out. It reopens yet again, this time in the hotel lobby. Joe is there with his luggage and Josh has the camera set up. Once everything is ready Josh motions to Joe. He straights up his coat collar and looks into the camera with a wide grin.

What's happening MWF? You are looking directly at the Cool One, the Smooth Criminal, the New Masterpiece, and last but not least, The Man Without Fear. I am Joe Cool! I am the newest arrival to MWF and soon to be it's biggest star and World Champion. Now I have some things I'd like to get off my chest. I'm sure many of you on the roster know who I am. Those who don't were introduced to me last Saturday. Apparently, Joey Dice knows who I am. I've heard NO word from him for the last couple of days. Quite frankly, I'm not surprised. He knows what he's gotten himself into and doesn't want any part of it. But Joey, I have no respect for a coward. I do have one question, however. What is this guy doing in a wrestling ring? He is a former craps dealer! Does he have any wrestling experience at all? Am I going to have to carry yet another match, making myself and the other guy look good while still winning when it's all said and done? Well the answer to that last one is a unanimous "yes", but if anyone can pull it of, it's me. Only I can pull it off 10X better than anyone else.

Joey Dice looks ot be a rookie, and that makes him a jobber in every way. So here's a note to the higher-ups here in MWF. I do not want to be the guy opening every show, especially when it's painfully obvious I am nothing short of main event material. Bring on the talent and the competition, it's what I live for! Joey Dice is nobody. I'll show him that when I defeat him and am one step closer to becoming the World Heavyweight Champion. What will happen when I'm crowned Champion? Well that means I will have a little belt that lets all of the people in this bingo hall federation know who is the greatest. Not that I need a belt to prove that to anyone, but it helps if there is some cocky guy who doesn't know his place, which would be BENEATH me. Everyone else, you should know who I am and what I can do, especially Gi, Skwerl, Danger...and anyone else that joins from ICW. You all KNOW what I'm talking about. But hey..I'm not telling you anythi....

Hey Joe?

Josh, I'm in the middle of my catchphrase! You don't interrupt a guy in the middle of his catchphrase! It's...unprofessional!

Yeah, sorry about that, but don't you think you should mention Rick Havoc? He tried to ruin your good name into the ground on Brimstone, right after your segment.

Oh I didn't really pay attention, or want to listen. When he talks he just goes on and on and on and on, and that makes it very boring. I did hear what he said, however, and I think I should mention it.

Rick Havoc, we have a history, believe it or not. That history being that I was once your boss. You are now my boss, which is really funny in an ironic sort of way. What's not funny is what you did to my brother. My brother's a big boy, he can handle himself, but you managed to put him on the injured list with broken ribs last month in ICW, thanks to that stupid little spinebuster of yours. Well you can be proud of that all you want, but there's something you need to know before trying to get on my bad side. I'm not GI. Gi, my brother, as good as he is, as talented as he is, I'm just that much better. And you barely beat GI in the elimination chamber. BARELY. It doesn't bode well for you if you ever want to fight me.

You talked about "ruling the rings"? Which one? Not the ICW ring. You were there as Doomsday and didn't do much. You joined as Rick Havoc and thanks to being aligned with an enemy of my brothers and an enemy of mine, you got a World title shot. Not because you earned it and not because you worked for it. It's because you were aligned with Fiery Phoenix. Rick Havoc, you are not great. The fans don't care about you. At least when I lose, which is very very very rare, I'm going to admit to it. Yes, I did lose to Phoenix, but if you don't remember, it took 3 other guys helping her, plus weapons to do it. Rick Havoc, you are no important than anyone on that ICW roster, or anyone on this MWF roster.

You walk around flaunting something, that quite frankly doesn't belong to you. The ICW World Heavyweight title. So I have a proposition for you. And either you accept this or there will be hell to pay, trust me. At MWF's first PPV, I want to see Rick Havoc vs Joe Cool, in a match of my choice, for the ICW World Heavyweight Championship. I want to retire that belt with the class and dignity that it deserves, which isn't something you can do for it. Do you think I'm afraid of you? Don't make me laugh. Honestly, I can have laughing fits at statements like that. I am the man without fear, I fear no one, especially not some assmonkey like you that I can take out easily. You try to make my life a living hell, and I'll make you wish you were already IN HELL. But hey, I'm not telling you anything, that you don't already know.

Josh turns off the camera after Joe's signature catchphrase is uttered and the promo is finished. Joe heads out the door with his luggage towards his limo as the scene fades out.