Post by Deleted on Feb 24, 2018 21:02:25 GMT -5
The backstage area of the Long Beach Convention Center is a buzz with WCG personnel as Unscripted's Seventh episode slowly comes together. The wrestlers just now begin to arrive, as we see Julianna DiMaria and James Pridmore enter from the parking lot. They kiss, as they go towards their separate locker rooms. James walks down the hallways, until he comes upon a door marked "AB/JP". He pushes through, slightly relieved that his "friend" AB wasn't there. He sets his bag down, and sits on a chair placed in the room. He opens his bags, and starts to tape his wrists. Without looking at the camera, he begins to speak.
"I really have nothing to say about my opponent. He's a do nothing, that got spoon fed two opportunities and came out looking about as bad as Wasabi does for everything. It's sad. WCG is supposed to be this haven for talent, yet they pick up people who don't appreciate the opportunity, and vilify the people that do. I get that I'm not necessarily loved, because I date the beautiful and infamous Julianna DiMaria, but the fact that we get treated like second class citizens is ridiculous.
I pinned just as many people as Tasmin Richards in the scramble. Sure, there was a lapse in judgement, but I at least deserve a shot at the Long Beach title, or something. I don't need to face Jack Wilde... ever. However, if Mercedes sees the need to push him, and he doesn't even take the time to cut a promo, then I should be getting my time VERY soon.
Jack Wilde is a favorite, I'm apparently not, even though I work well with Austen Blackwell, and have saved him from Nite Stalker a couple of times now. I understand that, I understand that I'm going to have to work harder than anyone to get where I deserve to be. I will do just that, when I beat Jack Wilde Tonight, and go on to beat Shawn Young at Hype 10."
He finally looks at the camera, and smirks.
"Then I'm going to end Nite Stalker. Maybe then I'll get where I need to be in this company."
The door opens, and Austen Blackwell walks through. James smiles.
"Hey!"
He gets up and they shake hands, as the scene fades to black.
"I really have nothing to say about my opponent. He's a do nothing, that got spoon fed two opportunities and came out looking about as bad as Wasabi does for everything. It's sad. WCG is supposed to be this haven for talent, yet they pick up people who don't appreciate the opportunity, and vilify the people that do. I get that I'm not necessarily loved, because I date the beautiful and infamous Julianna DiMaria, but the fact that we get treated like second class citizens is ridiculous.
I pinned just as many people as Tasmin Richards in the scramble. Sure, there was a lapse in judgement, but I at least deserve a shot at the Long Beach title, or something. I don't need to face Jack Wilde... ever. However, if Mercedes sees the need to push him, and he doesn't even take the time to cut a promo, then I should be getting my time VERY soon.
Jack Wilde is a favorite, I'm apparently not, even though I work well with Austen Blackwell, and have saved him from Nite Stalker a couple of times now. I understand that, I understand that I'm going to have to work harder than anyone to get where I deserve to be. I will do just that, when I beat Jack Wilde Tonight, and go on to beat Shawn Young at Hype 10."
He finally looks at the camera, and smirks.
"Then I'm going to end Nite Stalker. Maybe then I'll get where I need to be in this company."
The door opens, and Austen Blackwell walks through. James smiles.
"Hey!"
He gets up and they shake hands, as the scene fades to black.
