Damn Joe, was this bag second hand?
Nope, brand new. Not cheaply made either.
Does that mean Danger's in trouble?
Danger's been in trouble long before he fought me. The guy is so full of himself his subconscious removes the obvious and replaces it with delusion. I mean he thinks he's a God for crying out loud.
I guess that's true.
Yeah. And since this punching bag has been annihilated what say we set up that camera.
Yeah that sounds good. Give me a few minutes.
Josh leaves to get the camera and Joe is sit thinking to himself when suddenly the phone rings.
Hello?
Hey there Joe, remember me?
No I can't say I do.
We met Saturday night at the bar, remember?
Oh yeah, I remember you, Raven wasn't it?
Sure was.
Yeah because I made that comment on what a really cool name Raven is.
I can't believe you actually gave me your number, but we got along so well I guess it was natural.
At this point in time Josh has walked up with the camera and calls over to Joe, Joe waves back at him telling him to keep quiet.
Hey Susan could I call you back? I've got something to take care of.
Oh that's fine. I need to get to work anyway, so I'll just call you back, ok?
Ok, nice meeting you, bye.
Joe hangs up the phone and turns his attention to Josh. He tells him to roll the camera.
Well Danger, it seems throughout the tape I was one of two things. I was bored out of my skull, because of the concert/wrestling match which took up half of the damn thing. The rest of it I was scratching my head. Danger you need psychological help. You have some major delusional issues. Do you need the money? I'll pay for a shrink I swear I will! I've got more than enough money. You think you're a god, and whenever you talk, it's just rambling. It makes no sense. I'm not even sure it makes sense to you, you just ramble on and on and on. Let me retort to what you have said, what I managed to translate.
"And joe, I can See your future, and it is grim!"
"Now you wouldn't know anything about something like victory would you joe?"
"Lets Face it Joe You are a hasbeen."
"yes Joe, I have a resteraunt and it;'s better than your little Resteraunt"
"And that is that you had to be carried out of the ring"
You can't see the future, jackass. And if you could see mine, you'd know things are only looking up. MWF recognizes my talent, and your lack of it. They know your win was a fluke and they know that you're going to run this company into the ground faster than Rick Havoc did as World Champion of ICW.
Shouldn't that be the other way around? How many times did you lose in ICW? A bunch! You're a 3x CW champ, sure, but you beat people like SKWERL to do it. Skwerl man! My career has been full of success. Two time BTW World Champ, US Champ, HC champ, former BTW TT champ, former UWFX TT champ, I've kept ICW open for two years and the entire time it was the #1 independant federation in the country. Danger, I know plenty of victory. Just because I've been beaten in MWF twice, one of which was a fluke, does not mean I'm a loser. You, Danger, are just that. You get lucky but your luck has to end sometime. That time is this Saturday in Texas. Inside of that cell match.
Hasbeen? Yeah right. If I'm a hasbeen then you're not World Champion. Now while that will be true after I win it from you on Saturday, for the time being you are World Champ, which means I am not hasbeen. You just can't ignore logic when it's staring you in the face. Logic dictates that I am better than you. I've got way more accolmplishments, more talent, and I'm the veteran in this matchup. I am a submissions expert, I've made many tap out and give up from pain. That's why I'm wearing this brand new t-shirt, with my new catchphrase, "Resistance is Futile" because it really truely is. Either you're going to tap out or I'm going to injure you severely. Simple as that.
Not only does that whole phrase you said make no sense what so ever, and made me wish I was high so I could understand, but this is even more ridiculous. I don't own a resteraunt! Wherever you got that idea I have no clue.
That's the last comment I'll reply to. I walked on my own free will out of that ring. Hell, I even came out AFTER our match to attack Rick Havoc! But you really beat me up huh? you're really a tough guy..OOOOH so scary! Face it Danger, you're nothing! You're nothing now and you always have been. But don't be so down kid, you really do have a bright future. But unfortunately that future is looking grim as you like to say. At Brimstone I will walk out the new World Heavyweight Champion of MWF. Hell, I'm not telling you anything, that you don't already know.
The promo ends and the scene fades with Joe making a call to his newfound friend...