Post by Donovan Basch on Aug 26, 2017 4:09:20 GMT -5
Basch Residence
Oceanside, CA
Scene opens inside the private office of Donovan Basch, with the camera focussed on the 65” television mounted on the far wall. Playing on the screen is the final seconds of the vignette released by the West Coast Wrestling tag team known as the Messiahs. Just before the end of the diatribe, a muscled, tattooed arm holds up a remote and presses a button, pausing the image.
Panning over, the camera rests on the person of Donovan Basch. The expression on his face can best be described as a mixture of amusement and disdain. Setting down the remote, he turns in his high-backed leather chair to face the camera.
Donovan: Gentlemen, if you can actually be called that, I find it strange and not a little bit insulting that in your little glimpse inside your heads, you “neglected” to mention me at all, instead focussing on the person that I’m scheduled to team with at Unscripted, the newly crowned West Coast Champion, Julianna DiMaria. While I'm certain that she’s absolutely thrilled to be the center of your attentions, did you actually read the contract you signed for Unscripted? You DO realize that you’re in a tag team match, right?
Donovan shakes his head in disbelief.
Donovan: Ms. DiMaria and I are not regular tag team partners… In fact, I can safely say that we don’t really even like each other. But whatever differences we have with each other can be set aside, because we are both professionals, and at this point in our respective careers, neither of us want another blemish on our records.
At Unscripted, perhaps the only thing that you could even CONSIDER an advantage is the fact that the two of you have a chemistry that my partner and I lack. Your “intimidating presence” won’t be a factor in this match, because neither of you frighten me. Believe me, I’ve seen scarier things in a grade-Z horror film. While others may hear the names Damian and Lucifer and quake just a little, I refuse to be alarmed by a pair of men that sat through too many showings of “The Omen” rather than train for the squared circle.
So, if the two of you care enough to discard the cheap Halloween theatrics and grow up a bit, you’ll find a pair of championship-caliber athletes waiting for you. If not, then YOU’RE the ones in for a true horror story…
Scene fades out as Donovan turns away from the camera.
